Mayor Vivian (End)

Mayor Vivian sat pertinent to her work in her office when Tex slumped through the door, drooling and dazed the cultured lynx knew Penelope had successfully reduced the biggest thorn in her side to a simple problem with a simple solution. Under her breath and without a word Tex crawled over to the side of Vivian's desk and was greeted by her toned backside. Hiding a gleeful chuckle Mayor Vivian slouched to the side so her asscrack invited Tex's idiotic looking face underneath and Tex accepted the invitation, her entire face snugged perfectly in between the lynx's ass cheeks while Vivian finished up her paperwork like nothing had happened. The occasional toot to warm up for the coming storm that Texas so anxiously accepted.

"Hehehe, so Texas you finally accepted your place."

A vibration, a warmth, and a reality defying smell soothed its way through Tex's nostrils to such effect that her mouth automatically reacted for the next, and the next, and the next ass breath that found its way from the Mayor's brownbox to its new weasel storage unit.

"HA! A breath fit for an ass **** like you. Come, I've an announcement to make to Gold Springs out on the balcony and I've long awaited my seat fit for it."

Tex's dazed and smelly face fixated on stuffing itself in Mayor Vivian's backside followed without effort to its rightful owner.

"Gold Springs! I've a request of you, continue to satisfy them and we can all share in the wealth and fortune to come."

With that, she simply leaned back and Tex reacted holding up Mayor Vivian's ass with her face, and her feet with her hands.

"We have Penelope to thank for my new seat, and soon to be personal toilet. Please, continue to use her services as I have. Just as well, I've put out a bounty on April. She's wanted for treason and you may carry out the punishment as you see fit."

With that, Tex's and April's fates were all but sealed. Another fart graced Tex's lungs as she escorted the seated lynx to the bathroom as hastily as Tex could on her knees.

"You know what Toilet? Just bring us back to the desk."

Along the way Mayor Vivian honored her furry porcelain throne a pull down of her business slacks and panties and before Tex could hypnotically utter so much as a thank you a rumbling ass roar ripped its way down Tex's throat and served to cement Tex in her place just in time at Mayor Vivian's desk as her new desk toilet.

"Now, I've some changes to make around here and your convenient appearance has made today able to go much more faster."

It doesn't, every bit of Mayor Vivian snaked its way down Tex's hypnotized and waiting gullet. What feels like an hour is two minutes. What's two days is just one. What feels like a month was just a week. Before long Texas accepts that her purpose in life always was and will be Mayor Vivian's personal desk toilet, and Texas hoped Penelope knew how thankful she was to help find her place with her one true purpose. To be the seat of power in Gold Springs to Mayor Vivian.