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Chapter 7 by WallyMackFig WallyMackFig

What do we do with a drunken Sheriff?

Let's Crush Her!

"Let's crush her!"

One particularly loud skunk howled over the din of giggling girls as they all looked with glee to each other. The veritable ocean of bodies slowly parted as they fished around for their prospective prey. They found her plastered to the carpet, eyes staring up into the crowd with terror, helpless as they giggled. One of the skunks simply could not wait much longer, and belly flopped upon the flattened sheriff with a wet splat sound as her massive bust slammed into the motionless sheriff. The crowd roared with laughter, as one got out a camera from a closet, setting it up from the top of the bannister to show Gold Springs that all it took to topple the law in this town was enough girls.

One of the skunks peeled Texas from the carpet and slapped the paper-thin sheriff against a wall for the girls to toy with. One particularly stacked skunkette leapt backwards with her ass, crashing as the soft cheeks flattened against the weasel. The skunks snickered as she ground her booty against the wall, pulling Texas off with it, before turning to the rest of the crowd to continue the ****.

Most of the girls could only laugh as the beefy skunk from the bannister raised an open hand, and let it sail into the weasel's stuck face, spanking the skunk alongside delivering a hefty slap to the sheriff's paper-thin body. The plap of thick cheeks, coupled with Texas's flattened face groaning from the pain, all rang out in the boudoir. Another slap came across the other cheek of the skunk whose booty held her captive. After the girl's ass was done jiggling, another skunk leapt backwards towards the stuck weasel. The two skunk's behinds collided, plastering the squashed sheriff between them as the rest of the girls cackled in laughter. Pulling back, the skunks slowly applied lipstick as they peeled the lifeless weasel from between the cheeks of one of the girls.

It was hard to find a spot to kiss, but after a bit, one of the dozen gals planted a sloppy kiss on the wafer-thin sheriff, and blew in to reinflate her. As the weasel was dropped to the carpet, she was only able to sit up for just a few seconds before the girls began to back up those massive asses into her face. They had formed a ring around Texas, where they each at seemingly random threw their asses back and smashed them into her face. The hit and heavy fur felt like a punch to the face, the soft cheeks morphing around the sheriff as they knocked her into each other girl, facefirst.

Texas was finally able to have a lucid moment through the entire squashing, as she was pummeled and humiliated at every turn, but it wouldn't last. As she tried to get up, the circle tightened as Texas's legs were pinned down by the trampling girls who backed up into her. Held at her waist by the mass of skunk booties, her eyes were drawn up to the bannister, as a skunk straddled the stair railing.

"Look out below...heh!" The skunk slid backwards and shot down the railing, dropping onto the captive sheriff ass first. Texas's upper body was flattened, and as the crowd slid away to let her idly try and walk around, one opened her cheeks and let them clap around the weasel, squishing her into a thin form on the inside of her ass. The sheriff was down for the count, as the girl slowly held her in between her asscheeks and ground them together, rubbing her into every inch she could.

Lucy came over and got a closeup, taking a pose with her girl's demolishing derriere, for the picture. After the flash, her face melted from smug elation to a venomous smirk as she looked to the captive sheriff.

"Mmmm, how much more do you think you can take, darling? I can make them stop, if you wish. All you have to do is say 'yes'..."

Will Texas Surrender?

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