Molly Sits On Texas

(Originally by Cheese111)

The fat rat slowly got onto her feet, a cruel smirk from ear to ear. She'd schemed for so long to capture Texas and now that she finally managed to follow along with one of her plans long enough to succeed she was going to milk this moment for all its worth. Her massive asscheeks swayed as she approached her prey.

Texas barely had the energy left to look up in horror. After the nightmarish torment she'd been put through that voodoo rat would have to try hard to top it. But even through her blurred senses she could feel the ground shudder a little with each step Molly took. Those feet looked eager to stomp her flat. The weasel struggled and squirmed, a **** attempt to get away. Safety was impossible, but just a few seconds more of not being hurt already sounded worthwhile. The rat's mocking laughter at her feeble escape attempt cut deep, the footsteps picking up in speed.

"Oh no no no, you don't get 't crawl away from your punishment, little sheriff. I've got so much more in store for you. Though I do wonder now... Would it be crueler to slowly end you here or should I let you go after a few weeks so you can live with the memories forever..." The weasel's eyes widened at the voodoo rat's musings. Even if she were to feel kind enough to let her victim go, it would still be after several weeks of this ****. Molly continued thinking out loud. "Hmmm... no... life is too good for you. You will spend your last moments in agony, and when I finally decide to kill you, you will thank me for it. Speaking of agony..."

Molly chuckled a little as her heavy foot stomped down right in front of Texas' face. The sheriff shuddered, both from the impact and the nasty smell. But the voodoo rat didn't feel like trampling her little victim today. Instead she turned herself around. Darkness was cast over the weasel as Molly's enormous backside blocked out most of the light. The rat crouched down, letting the sheriff slowly take in the sheer size of the ass that was about to crush her. With gleeful laughter the rat felt her bottom connect, covering the weasel like a huge fatty blanket. As she sat down Molly could feel the sheriff's body fail to support her weight, flattening beneath her. To add insult to injury she ground her massive cheeks from side to side, drawing a pained whimper from beneath her. The only other sound coming from Texas was a nasty squelching as the overwhelming mass squashed her flat.

"Hmmm... This is great. This is where all you cursed lawbringers should be. Beneath my ass, praying I'll let you admire it instead of just snuffing out your worthless little lives." Molly could barely contain her joy. She laughed gleefully as her sweaty asscheeks tormented the weasel.