Not This Time...

Seconds stretched into minutes, the silence broken only by Georgia's muffled movements and the occasional gurgle from the depths of the toilet. Texas's mind raced, searching for an escape. But there was nowhere to go.

Suddenly, a rumble from Georgia's stomach broke the tense silence. Texas's body went rigid, her mouth forming a tiny 'O' as she stifled a cough.

Georgia paused, her eyes narrowing. "Did I hear something?" she growled.

Texas's blood ran cold. She knew she couldn't keep quiet any longer. Desperation fueled her actions as she **** herself to cough again, louder this time.

Georgia's expression twisted into a mix of shock and disgust. She jumped to her feet, sending the toilet seat crashing down. "Who's in there?" she demanded, her voice trembling with rage.

Texas's eyes flickered open, meeting Georgia's furious glare. A single, horrified word escaped her lips: "Me."

Georgia's face contorted into a mask of fury. She reached down and grabbed the toilet seat, yanking it up and revealing Texas's trembling form.

"You little perv!" she screamed, her voice filled with venom.

Texas struggled to escape, but Georgia's grip was like a vise. She dragged Texas out of the toilet and onto the bathroom floor.

The bathroom was thick with tension as Georgia smirked, her hand still poised in the air. But before she could follow through with her threat, a growl emanated from her belly, low and demanding. She looked down at Texas, who stared back with wide, terrified eyes.

'You know what, Texas?' Georgia began, her tone filled with venom. 'If you want my ass that much, I'll give it to you!'

With that, she grabbed Texas's face and forcefully shoved it right in between her ass cheeks. Texas's eyes widened in shock as she felt herself being enveloped in warmth and softness. She struggled to break free, but Georgia's grip was unyielding.

"Let's see if you like chocolate from down under!" Georgia cackled, her voice filled with sadistic pleasure.

Texas's mind raced as she felt her face being pushed into the dark abyss between Georgia's cheeks. She tried to protest, to wriggle free, but it was no use. Georgia's grip was too strong, and she was too terrified to even speak.

She felt Georgia's body tense up, and then the unthinkable happened. A hot, putrid mess spilled out from between Georgia's cheeks, coating Texas's face and hair. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to hold her breath, but it was no use. She was trapped, **** to endure the most humiliating and disgusting experience of her life.

When it was finally over, Georgia pulled Texas's face out from between her cheeks, a cruel smirk on her face. "Well, well, well, looks like you got your wish, Texas," she sneered. "How does it taste?"

Texas gasped for air, tears streaming down her face as she tried to process what had just happened. She could feel Georgia's warmth still clinging to her skin, the smell of shit making her stomach turn.

"You're sick," Texas managed to **** out, her voice trembling with fear and disgust. "You're a monster."

Georgia just laughed, the sound cold and cruel. "You're the one who couldn't keep your hands off my ass, Texas. You're the one who begged for it."

Texas shook her head, horror and disbelief warring within her. "I never- I would never-"

But it was no use. Georgia had already made up her mind. She grabbed Texas by the arm and dragged her out of the bathroom, not bothering to wipe the evidence of her **** off Texas's face.

"Wait til Roxxie sees you, sheriff~," Georgia sneered, "She's been waiting for ya~"