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Chapter 11 by Blazblue44 Blazblue44

How does Texas get out?

Survive the muddy flood!

Georgia's belly kept grumbling loudly. The gas flow stopped, but beads of sweat began rolling down her face. "D-Damn...too much chili..." She stood up from the chair. "Hey! Where's the bathroom in this joint?!" She shouted.

Texas felt a large weight arise from atop of her, and she took that as a good opportunity. Peeking out, she saw Georgia standing, though her ass was still aimed towards her, and she was bending a little bit. But, beggars can't be choosers! Time to make a hasty escape!

Or at least, she'd be more inclined to make one had one noise silenced and froze everyone.

GGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLBBLBLBLLBLLLLLLLLLBBBL....!!!!!

A loud, horrifyingly wet and sickening groan came from her belly, causing everyone in the room to freeze. Georgia slowly looked down at her belly, and felt a sharp pain run across the whole flabby piece of work. She clutched it tightly, ad began pulling her pants down. "Aw, what the hell! Texas ain't here, so she won't notice what I'm gonna do to this couch!"

Texas would grimace at what she saw next. Georgia moved her hands from her belly to her hips, and moved them down, revealing those plump, juicy ass cheeks of hers. Now smaller, those ass cheeks now looked planetary! Taking her hands, she spread her ass cheeks apart to reveal her pucker, only seconds from unleasing an unstoppable torrent!

"Ya gotta be-"

And before Texas could even get thought out, a flood of brown fecal matter erupted from Georgia's backside, painting the couch in thick brown. The goons made a smart call to leave, because this gunk was absolutely awful, and bad for your nose!

Georgia moaned as the flood kept coming, the whole chair being smothered in her rancid dump. Texas was doing everything she could to not drown underneath all of the turds! Suddenly, the brown messy liquid stopped flowing. Texas internally breathed a sigh of relief, believing it was all over. Though her whole body would become pale as she saw something far more horrifying: Coming out of her pucker was the largest head of a turd she had ever seen.

"Shit...come on..." Georgia kept pushing, squeezing her ass, pushing more and more to get it out. Texas took a look around the room. Her other goons had already left to save their own noses, and Georgia was busy taking a dump the size of a house on her favorite chair. Perhaps this would be the perfect moment for an escape.

Can Texas escape?

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