The Cavalry Is Here! Madame Paris Wasn't About To Lose Her!

(Originally by DanceDanceImmolation)

"Butt... your butt..." Texas half-mumbled half-moaned, "love your butt.."

Penelope, satisfied with her hypnotism, stood up off of Texas. The hypnotized weasel snapped up onto her knees and sat obediently, watching her new mistress intently. Penelope walked past her, shaking her little butt so that Texas would follow Penelope's little cotton tail with her eyes. Penelope climbed up onto a nearby chair and knelt on it backwards, so that her butt was facing towards her devoted weasel ****.

"Come, girl!" She said, wiggling her rump and letting out a quick toot.

Texas scrambled on her hands and knees, rushing her face into that plump white behind to ravenously snort down that carrot-y gas. She dug her weasel snout into Penelope's crack and wiped her nose up and down the sweaty crevice, **** to snort down whatever residual fumes that were still clinging to Penelope's butt fur. Penelope, meanwhile, couldn't get enough of this tireless butt worship. Even with her hypnosis she wasn't expecting this kind of excitement!

"My my!" Penelope said, "You're quite the stink snorter. How about another toot?"

Penelope didn't wait for an answer. She let another steamy fart out into Texas's face, and the braindead sheriff drank down every last drop of that awful smell. Part of Texas thought about how she should absolutely hate it, but that part of her was drowned out by the sheer **** of Penelope's potent hypnosis. All she could think of was how much she loved Penelope's horrible, reeking ass. She was so enraptured that she started to lick Penelope's sweaty crack, surprising the rabbit even more. She looked over her shoulder to see that Texas was not only eating out her ass, but pleasuring herself while she did.

"Gracious! You disgusting horndog, you're lucky I like you."

Penelope squeezed another stinker out into Texas's mouth, and it seemed like this would be the rest of poor Texas's life, trapped in such a powerful hypnosis spell that she would be nothing more than the rabbit's ass ****. But right in the middle of their passionate ass-worship session, there came a knock at the door. Then, that knock was followed by a high heel kicking in the door. It was Madame, standing defiantly in the doorway. She had received a ransom note from Penelope, telling her to come alone, but she couldn't believe what she had walked in on.

"S-sheriff?!" She gasped.

Penelope smiled at her guest, "Sorry sweets, the Sheriff is too busy eating my ass to answer you, so I'll fill you in: She played you. This ass-breath slut is only interested in one thing: Hot blasts of ass gas. So she's with me now, you oughta just move right along."

Madame's face was flush with emotion. She shot back from shock, to embarrassment, to pure anger. She was a lady after all, and you should never disrespect a lady. Her anger reached a boiling point and she knew she had to act upon it. And her vengeance would be swifter and smellier than anyone could be able to handle. But who was the target of Madame's new ire?