Snuff It! (End)

Tex couldn’t help but laugh nervously. Marian’s setup had granted her the perfect way out of this! Watching that flame burn down, closer to her bust, she waited. Yes. She’d need good timing on it. But she’d smother that flame, and use her superior and shapely body to do it! The fuse burned down, and she winced as it reached her fur, but honestly, some sparks were the least of her worries. She hunched forward, squishing her breasts tightly together! Crushing the fuse!

...Or not. Her hunching forward loosened the cord, causing it to slip free from her bra. In a panic, she tried to close her legs around the rest of the fuse, hoping to stop it that way… no use. She had too many pockets, too much gear. She couldn’t fully close her legs. As though that would work if it could…

Unobstructed, the fuse burned down into the toilet. Tex was helpless, and could do nothing to save herself. She teared up, and let out a cry of fear, knowing it was the end.

BOOOOM!!

The outhouse roof went up in a terrifying column of green. Bits of wood and metal and god-knows-what rained down around the mouth of the canyon. A once well-worn but cared for stetson, stained with decades old filth, floated down, the only sign that Tex had ever been there. But she was there no more. And wherever she was, it no doubt smelled truly nose-curling.