Butterscotch Slowly Suffocates Texas With Her Farts (End)

(Originally by Cheese111)

Texas squirmed and struggled as best she could, but the horse's ass had a tight grip on her. Her legs flailed outside of the twitching pucker, helpless to assist in her escape. The slimy surfaces of Butterscotch's rectum squeezed the weasel, coating her in filth. The only reprieve for Texas was the absence of a colon full of shit waiting to get out. The sheriff shudders at the thought. With her current size each of those horse apples would be as big as her if not bigger. But though the rectum was almost empty, the stench didn't diminish one bit.

The smell of horse farts hung so thickly in the air that if there was any light in there Texas would expect a visible green haze hanging all around her. The acidic stench scorched her nose and chest, filling her lungs with nasty, contaminated air. It was nothing short of a miracle she could still breathe in here, but Texas knew her time was limited. To add insult to injury, it seemed Butterscotch was far from done when it came to making the sheriff's stay as unpleasant as possible.

Roxxie Roo watched the little legs sticking out of her horse's ass twitch and spasm as Butterscotch let out a nasty, hissing fart. The smell was bad enough to give even the roo pause for thought. Somewhere, far back in her mind, she felt a little bad for putting the weasel directly in the line of fire. But after everything Texas had done to thwart her and make her life miserable, the bandit couldn't watch her suffer long enough. The temptation arose to shove those little legs inside too, but her partner in crime seemed to have no issue gassing the sheriff as it were. When the weasel had been dealt with Roxxie had to go out and find whoever did this. Maybe they could be convinced to shrink a few others too. The thought of April and every other good-for-nothing deputy meeting their doom beneath her and Butterscotch's vile butts filled her with near erotic pleasure.

Butterscotch drew her owner's enraptured gaze back to her butt with a loud fart. The rush of gas was so potent it pushed the little weasel out a bit. But there wasn't a chance in hell the foul horse was going to let her escape. With ravenous determination the inner walls and muscular ring worked to pull the sheriff back in. Only when her pucker was pinching around Texas' waist again did the horse resume her farting. Slowly and steadily she unleashed a continuous stream of gas, never enough to move the weasel again. The air grew dense and what oxygen there was wouldn't last much longer.

Texas couldn't handle much more of this. She'd been stuck in this smelly hell for what felt like hours now. Her nostrils stung with pain and her lungs ached from the foul air. Her breathing grew shallow as the bitter truth began to settle in. This was the end of the line. She stood strong, defending the law at every opportunity. But today she was going to die, shrunken down and shoved halfway up a horse's butt. She could only hope nobody else would have to suffer this cruel fate, but knowing Roxxie Roo, that was unlikely.

The roo bandit watched the little sheriff's legs flail and twitch one last time. A final, **** attempt to survive. But against Butterscotch's overwhelming size it was futile. Soon after the legs fell still, dangling from the twitching pucker. Roxxie could scarcely believe it. After years of rivalry she finally managed to rid herself of that pesky weasel. Her eyes widened as a smile crept on her face. Butterscotch celebrated their victory by finally pulling the remainder of the sheriff into her rear. The bandit eagerly watched those motionless little legs get sucked into the ravenous hole. Her horse let out one final victorious fart.

The rest of the day Roxxie Roo spent celebrating her **** on the sheriff. She scrounged up every bottle of beer and other spirits she could find in her house and drank it all. She slept for nearly two days straight before finally feeling sober enough to get to work. Though the bandit sought far and wide, she never found Abra, who had already left Gold Springs in search of other towns needing her services. Roxxie Roo's crime spree would enter legend and any lawman that found him- or herself at the bandit's mercy would be told the story of how Texas Stanton met her demise, shrunken down and shoved into a horse's ass to be farted to ****.