Lost Forever Inside Roxxie's Butt (End)

(Originally by Cheese111)

If there was a place worse than this, Texas would be impressed. She'd been stamped flat in a coin press, only to be used by Diamond as his condom. The feline's imposing shaft still throbbed inside of her stretched body. The outside was caked with filth, courtesy of Roxxie's ass, now fully penetrated by the cat. The intense pleasure of pushing the weasel condom this deep into the roo's putrid bowels had already delivered a mighty orgasm to the feline, leaving the weasel a bit loose. As he pulled out the kangaroo tried to no avail to hold onto the delightful intruder, clenching around his shaft. But the only thing the squeezing walls got a firm grip on was the weasel. Lubricated by the large volume of cum inside her the cat's meaty rod was slipping out without its condom. Panic set in as the sheriff now faced the very real possibility of getting stuck in Roxxie's ass.

The huge shaft began to vacate the weasel, her tight rubbery grip dissipating as Diamond left without her. The roo's clenches ensured the weasel was not going anywhere and soon the feline had fully withdrawn himself, leaving the stretched weasel somewhere inside his lover. The sheriff could hear muffled voices. No doubt the bandits were having an argument about this development, but she had no idea what was being said. All the while the filth-caked walls kept pulsing, squeezing and undulating. Pungent clumps of shit were getting pressed into the weasel's short fur. The stench was unbearable, a steady steam of the worst of Roxxie's gas. This deep in her colon the stink of kangaroo farts was the only thing seared into the weasel's mind. It overpowered her every action, nullifying her escape attempts.

Diamond and Roxxie continued their passionate night without the weasel, making love until the early hours. Whatever would happen to her, they didn't care. With a whole town now barely defended they could make all the living condoms they'd ever need. For a laugh Roxxie did keep an eye on the results of her bowel movements for a few days before she concluded that the weasel was properly dealt with. She thought the sheriff to be dead, but the truth was so much worse.

Deep within the kangaroo bandit's bowels the sheriff remained. Her body was emaciated, sustained by nothing but the fetid gas of Roxxie's intestines. The intoxicating stench of the roo's innermost depths left the weasel unable to do anything other than breathing in even more of the rotten fumes. With the weasel entombed within her Roxxie and Diamond set off on a crime spree that would enter Wild West legend. But few would remember the first sheriff that stood against them, reduced to a toy for a steamy night of passion and never seen again.