The Dirty Choice

(Originally by STEEL)

Texas wake up to bright lights thinking she's finally awoken from the nightmare she tries to stand up but can't seem to move her lower body.

Rubbing her eyes in disbelief as she's being pin by an enormous purple mound of fur holding her lower half down. "what the fuc...." she began

"OH! you're finally awake!" the mound of fur began to shift as a larger than life fat skunk with a terrible attitude sat up.

Texas frantically wiggling in any attempt to get free before something bad happens...

"So Tex" Porsche boomed " we're going to play a little game" her fur was matted and stained closer to her butthole and the stench that emanated was enough to peel paint from the walls.

"W..w..hat kin..da...game?" regretfully asked the weasel in distress.

"I'm going to flip this coin and if it lands on heads I'll give you something to "drink" and if it lands on tails I'll give you something to "eat" she giggled

"What's the catch?" texas retorted

"No catch," said Porsche with her fingers crossed in front of her.

"I don't really have a choice do I?!" the helpless weasel sighed.

"Not really, hahahahaha besides you're going to be my toilet either way..." Porsche responded

"GULP" - replied the weasel as Porsche flicked the coin in the air and proceeded to watch it tumble and crash to the ground... "Well, well, well, look aren't you lucky. You get to..."