Molly Shows Texas Her Collection Of Victims! (End)

The silence permeated the room after Texas had finished catching her breath. The place was earthy and humid. Stuffy. It **** the strong smell of the meaty rodent to waft across the room pungently.

As Molly pondered what to do next, turning her gaze from the Texas Voodoo Doll to a bracelet she wore on her left wrist consisting of a string and a dozen irregular brown beads hanging all around it with different spots of different colors each. "Now or later...? Hmmm..." Molly pondered out loud.

Texas took it upon herself to try her best to stall for time while also doing her job. "Where're all the innocent lives you'v--!?" Squeak-y! Texas had to inhale before continuing. Gaasspp. "Cut that out alre--!" Squeak-y! Squeak-y! Texas' body started shaking as it seemed she was trying the magical bonds with all her might, grunting as she stayed naked in place on the floor. The gasp came slower this time. Gaaassspppp...! "...ya lousy, manure-smelling piece a'...!"

"Hahahahahaaa...!" Laughter erupted from Molly's jiggling jowls once more as Texas broke into a string of insults when she let her grip loosen around the doll one last time, before... "...en I get outta this you'll be lucky ifFFFppbbtb--!" Squeeeeaaaak...! Molly closed her fist slowly this time, forcing the naked female in the room to have her body slowly compress with a drawn-out squeak, much to the fat rat's delight. Texas' whole body splayed into a series of four half-flat wedges that coincided with the anatomy of the inside of a clenched fist, the weasel's head bloated outwards as her voodoo doll was squeezed. Texas' entire face went red as her lower lips moved from being pinched by her upper row of teeth to pronounce 'F' to blimping outwards with her upper lips in an absurd mockery of what her lips should be. "Mmmmhh! Mm...!" The sheriff tried to protest, her left, straining eye shedding a single tear from staying pressed, then felt her body inhale against her will as Molly slowly released the grip. "...hhhheeee!" Texas inhaled loudly until the doll was let go of entirely, finishing the squeak her body was producing through her inhaling mouth as her body reshaped itself on the floor. She couldn't help but blush from the humiliation as she panted to regain her breath.

"Hehehehe~! Okay, okay, that's enough of that... let's show lil Texas where her widdle compatriots are...!" Molly took a few waddling, heavy steps towards her victim and, once next to the naked law woman, showed her the beaded bracelet on her left wrist. "I'll give ya a hint, darlin'~ These ain't beads." Texas tried to make out what exactly the bracelet was composed of, but didn't put all of her focus on that as she pretended to weakly stand up. She played up her weakness, hoping Molly would think she was trying to get a good look at the bracelet. All Texas could tell for now was that the beads were made to look like little voodoo dolls similar to the one of herself that she was currently trying to reach for as Molly distracted herself by showing the sheriff the bracelet.

But Molly noticed and quickly pulled her hand away! ...swipe! Clinkilink-crumphfph!

Texas' hand had been halfway to reaching her own voodoo doll when Molly pulled it away, and in a last-ditch effort she'd toss herself bodily with her hand reaching out... only to fall harshly onto the floor to the sound of ringing chain links and a landing on crunchy, dirty stone floor as the chain kept her tied to a spot far enough from the taunting sorceress.

"Crud! Dammit you fat slob! Lemme go!"

"Well, if you're gonna be THAT rude I'm not even gonna bother explaining the process... Hmph! You know what? You're no fun Texas. If you're so eager to be done with our little get-together I'll indulge you!" Crunch, crunch, crunch... The big, wobbling grey rodent took a few waddling steps over to what seemed to be a large metal furnace that had turned on with the lamps, as evidenced by the dim, red glowing vents at its bottom. As Texas slowly caught her breath from that last merciless slow squeeze she'd notice this structure was where most of the moisture was coming from: steam was emanating from a series of vents atop it. Clunk! TSssssss...! Molly deftly grabbed a handle jutting out from the room-sized metal cylinder and moved backwards simultaneously to open the latch while keeping herself within a safe distance from the steam that was released. Smirking, Molly looked to Texas one last time, holding the Texas Voodoo Doll with her right hand... then tossing it into the steam chamber.

"H-Hey! Whatcha doin that f- f-or!? You gonna make me sweat ta mah ****!?" Texas was already feeling the temperature around her body go up to sweltering and staying there, already developing patches of sweaty fur along her naked tan-yellow body.

Molly rolled her eyes behind her skull mask, then turned to look at her with a malicious smirk. She imitated Texas' southern drawl, mocking her with intent. "Nah, Tex...! Yew'll sweat, fer sure, but that's not all tha's gonn' happ'n t' ya~!" Not reassuring words for the sweltering, sheriff. "I don't... I don't soun' like that!" Molly reached her hand out to a pouch resting on a long, tiled counter next to the furnace, then buried her hand inside. When the chubby, pink fist came out it was carrying a fistful of silver-purplish dust that spilled a little from her pudgy fingers' grasp. "A little bit of this and then~!" Puff-! Clunk! The fist whipped itself towards the open latch, tossing in the fistful of dust and sliding under the open hatch and pushing it closed again.

That's when Texas began to feel it. The world around her began to grow. She sat up on the ground as she realized the chain wrapped to her ankle was growing large enough to get free! Her eyes both lit up in excitement and she slid her naked leg through immediately, stood up and began dashing for the large hallway at the end of the room! Her hair swung left and right as did her naked yellow tits, the feeling of running through a sauna already starting to take a bit of a toll on her but she was stubborn and refused to give up! ...yet even as she ran, it seemed like the world was still growing larger around her! The distance from herself to the hallway seemed to stay the same -- or at the very least it didn't close as much as it should have based on how fast she was running! The world was growing around her, including that fat distant criminal who began to look more and more building-like as she stood by the furnace with that obnoxious knowing grin looking progressively lower and lower at her! Texas panted, clearing some sweat from her brow as she realized how futile her situation was turning as time elapsed, and the hint Molly gave earlier was now starting to make sense to her...

The bracelet was made of actual voodoo dolls, not beads made to look like voodoo dolls. The voodoo dolls had just been shrunk!

Frustration took over as she stopped running, looking up at the now kilometrically distant ceiling above! She kept walking, ignoring the tiny drips of her own sweat landing on floor progressively closer to her head, and trying her best to keep herself from passing out due to the heat by shaking her dripping, sweat-drenched head about to try and refresh herself to no avail. "Haaahhh... hhhahh... Consarn it, Texas... THINK!" Her whole body was scorching hot from her own exertions and the magic of the voodoo doll, steam coming off her shrinking body as she ran across the room while dwindling. It was too hot to bear after a few moments, and continuing the activity of running through a sauna was not something she thought capable for the 2 and a half minutes that was now needed to run under the nearest building-sized piece of furniture. Nearby pieces of dirt and pebbles littered the floor that before would be problematic for her soles, now these pebbles were foot-thick stones by the floor.

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. CRUNCH. R-r-rumbl-CRUNCH... R-R-RUMble...!

The floor shook as Texas' heart skipped a beat, turning around to find a building-sized, giant Molly that had crossed the distance in the fraction of a second she, herself, could, looming over her and bending over to pluck her from the floor. "N--!" Tsp. A light smack of fingers rapidly closing around a tiny body sounded off into the room. The chubby fist closed entirely around the now hot, wet, 4-inch tall sheriff that had been trudging along on the floor. The tiny weasel's eyes watered due to the putrid oils that were smeared across her face, the rat woman clearly not having cleaned her hands in ages and causing the sweltering wall of flesh holding her to smell like ass! Texas squirmed in her hot, sweltering prison, eliciting protests from the giantess that had grabbed her. Shouts of urgent discomfort rumbled through the tight, caved-in tunnel of pink curling fingers that was squeezing her uncomfortably! "MMmphhh...!" She could feel the hole of curled flesh she'd been buried in was moving, quickly across spans of distance that were probably normal to normal-sized people, but outright town blocks to her now!

As soon as she'd started to yell into the squishy lump of hand palm she'd been released, landing in a field of cool tiles. "Oof!" Her body was so hot and so tender she didn't care about the landing as much as what she landed on. "Dammit... can't... Hufff... hufff... Go on...!" She tried standing up, propping herself onto her tiny elbows... before collapsing back down. She felt heatstroke coming on, closing her eyes in defeat of Molly the voodoo sorceress. It was too hot now to move, to do anything. She was doing her best to cool herself down by splaying out her soft, warm body against the cool, smooth tile. Nearby, a building-sized, pudgy Molly fidgeted with the oven, while Texas gasped for cold air and struggled with the amount of sweat she produced.

A few moments later, the heat stopped, and the distant giant had just finished closing the hatch to the oven, a loud TSssss...! echoing across the room. The steaming water in the chamber had been let fall to the chamber with the burning embers that had been turned on below, turning off the oven in one fell swoop. The moisture and humidity in the room remained.

"There we go...! All better...?"

As Texas recovered on the tiny tile, Molly continued to mock her, showing her the tiny bead-sized voodoo doll between her index and thumb fingers, squeezing and releasing it to make the tiny Texas go squeak-y! like the toy she was! She laughed again, deciding to place the bead-sized voodoo doll on her hair next to her left ear. Even though Texas' body was now slowly cooling from the **** heat she was still dizzy; probably dehydrated, too. But Texas wasn't about to give up. She stood up shakily, naked, looking up at the Molly looming before her across the gap of distance from her giant belly and looming chest to the edge of the countertop. The obese sorceress giggled and took a few steps forward, her body jiggling and wob-wobbling on the way forward. Crunch, crunch. Molly was a 10 story giantess of which she could see the upper 5 floors, looming before her from the upper belly up to her full height a handful of stories above Texas. Molly's smell wafted off her body all across the field of tiles Texas was on even as the gargantuan, fat rat occupied Texas' entire field of view above the tile she was on. Molly reached into her top with both hands and hefted her right tit between the them.

"You wanted to know where the others were, right~?" The naked, dark grey tit hung heavily from Molly's pink hand looming directly above, its surprisingly dark pink nipple nodding to the jiggling motions of being moved. The surface of that undertit was spread outwards, hanging diagonally vertically above the sheriff like a soft, idly swinging cave ceiling. It was like looking under a highschool desk: along the lightly fuzzed curve of Molly's undertit were several naked females plastered flat in different positions. Different colors and different species of girls, all making a mish-mash of citizens and law enforcement that Molly had collected over the past weeks. Those whose flat faces were splayed so they were looking out from the fat undertit had their eyes fixed on Texas, though they slowly began to look around silently as their plastered bodies registered a chance to escape and did their best to struggle. Texas recognized a few of their flat faces from the missing person posters... "Oh no..."

"Yep!" Molly let go off the heavy, meaty rat tit. PLAP!

The End.