"Butterscotch Flatten You Into A Tattoo!" (End)

(Originally by DanceDanceImmolation)

The word "Tattoo" echoed in Texas's mind, making her shiver all over. Roxxie snapped her fingers, a signal that Texas had seen before and knew exactly what it meant. She shook her head in horror, begging for mercy, but all that did was make Roxxie laugh her head off as she walked away so Butterscotch could do her work. There would be nothing to save the weasel this time.

The fat mare lowered her hindquarters over Texas, completely covering her from outside eyes. But this time, instead of letting her worst gas fly, Butterscotch clenched her cheeks and picked Texas up with just her ass. Then, still holding her fat behind closed, she trotted over to a large metal pole that was placed conspicuously in the center of her pen. She faced her ass towards it, then lunged backwards, slamming into it as hard as she could while simultaneously letting out another atomic blast of gas.

Texas screamed in pain and disgust, but her **** was only just beginning. Butterscotch ground her ass into the pole, wiping up and down on it like she was trying to scratch the worst itch she'd ever had. Up and down, up and down Butterscotch flossed her crack with the smooth metal pole, letting out continuous farts as she slowly ground poor Texas into a fine paste between her greasy cheeks. She leaned all her weight into it, nearly bending the sturdy metal pole and putting every ounce of pressure into the squashed weasel as she could. All the while, the mare sported the happiest, dreamiest expression on her face as if she could keep doing this happily for the rest of her days. And she planned on it.

When Butterscotch pulled her ass from the pole nearly an hour later, there wasn't a trace of Texas. Not a moan or a twitch or a lost shred of clothing. Butterscotch trotted over to her master and presented her hindquarters. Roxxie snickered to herself and grabbed a hold of the horse's ass, spreading those cheeks wide.

"Let's see what you've got!"

Spread from one cheek to the other was a smeared on tattoo of Texas's terrified face, looking like "The Scream". Her gaping mouth was positioned directly over Butterscotch's asshole. It was by far the best butt tattoo that Butterscotch had ever done. And by far the worst fate Texas could've imagined.