Georgia Loses Her Grip On Her Assfloss... (End)

(Originally by Zucca Xerfantes)

Georgia smirked, pulling tighter on either end, angling so the buttfloss of a wolfess was centered right over her pucker. "Well now... I told'ja I'd help so...."

The deputy casually glanced around the bar. "... havin' conducted my search, I can safely say your box is nowhere to be found and I hereby declare this filthy outta towner of wasting the sheriff's time and issue capital punishment!"

Samantha's eyes widened, peeking out from between those huge asscheeks. "Wrmph?!! NRRRRRMPH!!!!" She screamed.

Georgia pulled tighter and let go, Samantha's body snapping inwards, pressing tightly to Georgia's hungry asshole...

It reached out, snagging Samantha's middle in its slimy, smelly embrace... Georgia exercised amazing bodily control as her rear sucked upon the noodle-wolf...

"NRRRRRMPH!!!!" Samantha squealed helplessly, a final embarrassment that she knew would be played repeatedly at T.E.A. Academy for years to come.

She feels Georgia's pucker suck inwards again, her chest and hips vanishing into it...

No timesuit, no reset....

'Noooo!!! Not like THIS!!! I was good at my job! I deserve better than this...!!' Samantha inwardly wailed.

She felt her ass and neck slide in, that huge pucker softly clenching and unclenching, continuing to slurp the wolf noodle towards her fate. If not for the stench, the discomfort of the stretching and flattening and the imminent ****, the sensation would have been extremely pleasurable...

Which is why it royally broke her psyche as she descended bit by bit...

An eye got sucked in with a soft POP, then an ankle....

"Mmmm.... bye-bye, whatever-your-name was!" Georgia cackled.

"Meep...." Samantha whined...

A hearty draw and the rest of her slid in, save for her left eyeball, cushioned softly against all sides of Georgia's sphincter. It massaged softly before taking another gulp, sending Samantha on a warm, wet, upwards journey through her better's digestive tract.

Georgia let out a satisfied sigh, pulling up her pants and panties. She strode over to Anna, who had already taken the star off Texas' vest.

"Seeing as the sheriff went and got some poor out of towner killed, as the town's most successful businesscow, I nominate Deputy Georgia as the new sheriff! All in favor?" Anna exclaimed.

The bar erupted in cheers.

"All opposed?" Anna hufed.

"Nrrrgh...!" Came a gurgling complaint from the spittoon.

"Nrrrmph!" Came a whiny protest from Georgia's gurgling stomach.

"The ayes have it!" Anna declared, pinning the star on Georgia's shirt, kissing her cheek. "My hero!"

Georgia guffawed. "Aww shucks, little lady, it weren't nuthin'!" She used Texas' accent mockingly.

"I've got a little rick my pappy taught me, speaking of the old sheriff..." Georgia told Anna, stepping up to the spittoon. "See... when you've got an old axe or hatchet you wanna keep in shape, making sure the metal part don't slip from the handle, you wedge in a nail so the wood expands to press against the metal, keeping it in place better! Lemme demonstrate..."

The mare left a moment, then came back with April, bare naked, slung over her shoulder. She smirked, then mashed her up in her hands, reshaping her into a vaguely phallic shape!

She strode over to the spittoon and twirled her red and white buttplug. "Observe!"

Georgie lowered April, headfirst, into her partner and idol's ass, squishing into the weasel's rectum...

"MMMMRRMMPH!" Texas squealed.

"AAAAAHHH-HRMPH!!!" April screamed before her voice was muffled. Indeed, as she pushed down, more weasel butt overflowed around the edges of the spittoon bucket, forcing a tighter fit...

Georgia grinned widely at Anna, who clapped with approval. "What a delightful methodology!"

The mare took a bow, then continued to press in, sinking April in until only her tail and ass stuck out of Texas' abused, stretched pucker...

"Mmmrrrrmmmmgh....." They both whimper-moaned in defeat.

Georgia stuffed her thumbs, not content yet, into April's rear and pulled out, stretching it tight over the bottom of the metal bucket, completely sealing it in! She flipped the bucket over, which was now coated in naked, pink, vulpine anal flesh, which puckered around the base of the fox tail!

Georgia rubbed the new bauble over, hearing April moan as her rectal skin was caressed and stimulated before picking the whole thing up by the tail. "Perfect new paperweight for my desk! I'm declaring a town holiday! The annual 'We got rid of the goody-big-asses and their bigmouth friend too' day!"

Goergia's eyes suddenly widened and she let out a wet, throaty belch! A wet and smelly mop of black hair coughed up, splatting onto the floor.

"Mmmm-mmm! Satisfyin'!" Georgia hooted. "Shame it's all fucked up or I'd sell it to Miss Cleo. Ah well!" She shrugged, then stepped on the hair, spinning on her heel, grinding Samantha's hair into a black paste which ingrained into the floor.

In the days that followed, Golden Springs became a hub of bandit activity and a sanctuary and safe haven for criminals, bandits, anyone fleeing from perfectly understandable misunderstandings with the law. And whenever someone tried to bring any semblance of law and order in, Georgia only needed to come out with her pink, shiny, foxtail paperweight or point to the black splotch permanently ingrained in the floor of the Crushed Weasel to remind them what happened when you cross the rightful sheriff of Golden Springs.