New Employee of the Month (End)

Ronnie didn’t even know he passed out before he started to regain conciseness. His head was pounding and his mouth felt dry. He groaned as he looked around. He was in a small empty room with a single door across from him. He was propped up by his arms which were pulled taunt by some chains anchored to the walls of the room. Another pair of chains bound his legs into a kneeling position. Now that the reality of the situation was sinking in, he began to panic. He tried to pull at the chains, but he was stuck.

“Hey! What’s going on!?” Ronnie shouted.

The ground trembled as something approached. The door opened and none other than Annabelle stepped inside. She smirked at him as she stepped closer.

“What did I tell you, city boy? I knew you couldn’t handle it. But not that I’m complaining. I was hoping to set up a self-service station here. I was planning to nab the sheriff for this, but I won’t complain when someone practically serves themselves on a silver platter for me.”

“What are you talking about? Let me go this instant! Do you know who I am!?”

“In fact, I do. It’s ass-licker now. I’d like to properly introduce you to your new position here at the Squashed Weasel. There’s no pay, but room and board are completely taken care of. Your job will be to service everyone by- well, I don’t think you need to be explained what you’ll be doing here. It’s kind of in the name. I’d like to thank you in advance for your lifetime of service and be the first one to break you in.”

“Don’t you dare! Don’t you fucking dare! Do you have any idea who I am!? I’ll make you regret this!”

Annabelle ignored him as she turned around and hiked up her dress. To his horror, she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her full moon was revealed in all its glory. The stench of sweat rolled over him like a wave, overpowering her flowery perfume. Sweat coated her rear in a sickly shine. A single cheek alone was enough to squash him to paste if she wanted to. With both of them, all that stopped him from being reduced to a permanent mound of mush was her mercy.

“I bet you’ve never seen anything like this in the city,” she taunted before she squatted down, letting her ass cheeks consume him. His entire upper body disappeared into her sweaty ass. The only thing left in the outside world was his lower half and his tail, which was frantically thrashing. It felt like he was plunged into the world’s softest and smelliest sauna. The flesh around him was soft and spongy, but the pressure was far too much for him to find this even remotely comfortable. The heat was overwhelming. Any hotter, and he would start melting. His body was coated in pungent sweat. He nearly passed out from the scent, but he **** himself to stay awake. He needed to find some way to get out of this. His story couldn’t come to an end like this!

Annabelle’s tongue lolled out from the corner of her mouth. She grounded her ass right into Ronnie. The chains keeping him upright groaned, struggling to stay in one piece, but she was far too lost in the moment to care. She could hear faint gasps and screams from deep within her ass, only adding to her enjoyment.

“Your fur might be even softer than the weasel’s,” she purred as she put even more weight on him. “But I’m not not paying you to just lay there and take it. Get to licking!”

But Ronnie refused. He would not be reduced to this!

Annabell rolled her eyes. “Just to let you know, I can make this a lot worse for you. I’ve been feeling bloated all day, and I can sure use some release. All those cans of beans with chili didn’t help either.”

And just like that, Ronnie reluctantly opened his mouth and licked her spongy cheeks. He recoiled from the taste. It was even worse than he could have imagined. It was salty enough to pucker his lips and tasted like pure filth.

“Well? Keep going!”

Tears formed in Ronnie’s eyes as he **** himself to keep licking. With every lick, his tongue was coated in a new layer of grimy sweat. But no matter how much he licked, there was always more sweat to lap up. Every fiber of his being screamed at him to stop, but his fear of the bovine kept him going. His gags and sobs were like music to Annabell’s ears. She **** more of his weight on him, making him sink even furth. And when his tongue brushed against her pucker, she nearly gasped.

“Oh man, you were born for this,” she continued to purr. “I think this is a start of a lifelong partnership. But what kind of host would I be if I kept you all to myself? Give it a kiss and I’ll get off of ya.”

Ronnie was on the verge of passing out once he reached her anus. But he steeled himself and puckered his lips and quickly pressed them against the muscle.

“Come on, what kind of kiss was that? Show some tongue! Really get in there, or we’ll be here all day.”

He took a deep breath and immediately regretted it as his lungs were filled with foul humid air. But he **** himself to continue. He pressed his lips against her anus again. As much as he tried to stay calm, his breathing was short and rapid. Something that Annabell didn’t mind at all. His comparatively cold breath washed over her most sensitive spot. Her cheeks were flushed with red and she bit her bottom lip.

Finally, Ronnie managed the courage to **** his tongue into her rectum. His mind felt like it was on fire as his mind tried to process the unimaginably bad taste. But just as he thought it couldn’t get any worse, it did. I happened in under a second. Annabelle’s stomach grumbled. To Ronnie, it was the worse thing he could hear. The cow lifted one of her legs and flexed her stomach.

Like a dam breaking, a tidal wave of gas from her ass right into his mouth. He didn’t have any time to break the ghastly kiss. It was worse than everything he had experienced so far. If someone had taken the dirty laundry of the biggest city, somehow compressed it all into one smell, and multiplied it by five, it still wouldn’t be half as bad as what he was experiencing now. His lungs were filled to almost bursting levels. And once that was filled, it overwhelmed his stomach. With his body filled with gas, it started blowing out of his ears and nose like steam. Ronnie didn’t know how long the fart lasted, but it felt like an eternity.

While Ronnie was in hell, Anabbelle was having a blast, both figuratively and literally from her ass. Her mouth was open and her tongue was hanging out in the open. Her eyes were rolled up into her head in pleasure. She breathed in and out rapidly as she barely managed to keep her place on her new employee.

But all good things must come to an end. Eventually, her barrage petered out. Annabelle was covered in even more sweat than when she started, but she didn’t mind. She was still panting heavily as she recovered from the best ass-licking she ever had.

“You know, It doesn’t smell as bad as usual. Guess you can double as a gas filter too. You truly are a man of many talents,” she said once she calmed down. She finally moved to stand up, but Ronnie’s body was tightly wedged into her carnivorous rear. It was almost her ass didn’t want to release her prey. But with a few more tugs, she pulled herself free. She smoothed her dress out before turning back to face the raccoon.

Ronnie was in a truly pitiful state. His stomach was bloated and his once luscious fur was permanently stained green and completely coated in sweat, almost like he had taken a dip in a pool. His eyes were cross eyes and unfocused. His mouth was agape as a steady stream of gas slowly left his body. Anabelle could even see the gas form a skull and crossbones above him. The raccoon could barely manage a few twitches here and then.

The cow let out a laugh. “Hah, looks like I broke you in good. Well, it’s only the start of your shift, so get ready for a long day of work ahead of you. Since this is the grand opening of the ass-licking station, use of you is half price. Expect a long line of lovely ladies waiting just for you~. And just so you know, shifts are twenty-four hours long with no breaks of course. Maybe If I get ahold of that weasel, I might lower your shift to just twelve hours. Aren’t I kind? Or maybe set up two twenty-four hours ass lickers… Yeah, that’s probably the better move. Well, see ya! And don’t you worry. We’ll get reacquainted soon enough.”

With that Annabelle left the room. He could hear her address the rest of the bar through the door.

“All right, ladies, no need to push or cut. Everyone’s gonna get a turn. He’s here all day and night!”

Ronnie heard the cheering of dozens upon dozens of people cheering. He whimpered as he knew he had a long, long life ahead of him.