The Potion Wears Off Before She Makes It Back

(Originally by Vaji)

Texas purposefully exaggerated the swaying of her hips as she walks, making sure every step she took would punch the helpless Roxxie into her butthole as she felt her nemesis being smeared all over her oily sphincter. As she flexed her pucker, making sure to crush the kangaroo between her backdoor and her panties, she released yet another potent, sweaty fart as she coo'd with glee at the payback she's finally able to give Roxxie.

"Gee Roxxie, I thought I was punishing you. But you just keep trying to smooch my asshole." Texas laughed as she repeatedly flexed her pucker, punching it into her repeatedly.

"Fuck you Texas. I swear, when I get out of here, You're gonna wish you'd killed me."

Texas could only smile joyfully as she let out another fart.

"Hey Roxxie, if you ever think about ditching the outlaw career and go straight, you'd make a great fart slurper." Texas cackled, getting a bit overzealous with vengeance over her nemesis. "Yeah, I might just keep you back there to keep my butthole clean indefinately."

"Seriously, you'd better hope you stay like that forever, because if I ever catch you otherwise... What I'd do to you would give Butterscotch nightmares." Roxxie howled in blind rage.

Texas sighed and flexed her glutes. "Less barking, more sucking of my asshole." Texas reached behind her back and shoved a finger up her buttcrack, pushing her panties deeper as she plunged Roxxie onto her pucker. "It's time worthless trash like you, outlaws learn your place anyway."

Texas grew concern as she thought, maybe she'd gone too far with antagonizing Roxxie. Sighing, she'd reach down the back of her pants and fish out Roxxie. Covering her mouth, she struggled to muffle a laugh as she saw Roxxie, completely creamed in her buttsweat, and droplets of excrement which had managed to escape along with one of her farts.

Roxxie was visually steaming. A murderous glare was focused upon Texas, which, even though Texas' superior size, made her feel uneasy. Texas thought she could at least untie Roxxie as well, not like she'd be much of a threat without ropes anyway. And once done, Texas stored the string in her pocket.

But suddenly, Texas felt her forehead heating up as a sharp pain trailed along her back. Fearing the worst, her eyes grew wide. But before she knew it, she felt herself almost instantly shrink back to her previous, shrunken size. In sheer panic, Texas begins to flail and thrash in the air. Though as if the universe was against her, the rope she had retrieved previously would drift out of her pocket as it got tangled around her one leg, then the other, and eventually her arms, swirling around her miniscule body until she was restricted enough to not move a single muscle.

As Texas eyes drifted below her onto her destination, she noticed she was headed straight for a building, looking at a nearby neon sign, she read the words. "The Farting Funhouse." Texas skin turned white, as she had heard rumors of this place before. This places sole purpose was to serve the most gas inducing food imaginable, while the staff aggressively encouraged their customers to fart as much as possible.

As Texas descended into an open window in the ceiling. She was met by the overwhelming sound of farts frequently exploding from every direction, as apparently this was a extremely crowded and popular establishment. And it didn't matter what direction Texas looked, because the only things she could see were tables absolutely filled with free food buffets, and massive rears spraying farts into their seats.

''Back Into Old Habits.''

Texas would find herself crashing into a comfortable, cushioned chair, parked right infront of a table stacked several feet high with food. Looking up, she saw the unmistakeable booty of Roxxie following right behind, as it was aimed to crash in the same seat as Texas. Apparently, when Texas removed Roxxie from her butt, she must have accidentally torn Roxxie's pants off. As the kangaroo was completely nude from the waist down.

''Cushion of Honor.''

Texas had crashed right onto the seat of a highly decorated chair. Apparently they were about to use if for the Fart Contest which would start any minute.

''Fart Sampler.''

Texas was falling toward a special seating area. Where there was a circular table stacked with gasseous food. And inside this circle, was a circular bench big enough to fit 5 of these grotesque, farting behemoths at a time. Unfortunately, Texas would crash right into the center of the bench, as she was completely surrounded by 5 soiled, gaping buttcracks aimed straight at her.