No

As much as the sheriff weasel would wish to dodge out of the way, her feet just kept on telling her that they need to keep running and running which would lead to her downfall--Quite literally.

Hilda quickly spun around, lifting her skirt and smashed Texas straight between her butt crack, crushing her against the pole.

"Oooh! I hit the weasel! Now keep stuffing yourself with this!" Hilda smirked, rubbing her ass against the pole which further stuffed the weasel into her ass. She groaned in pain, pathetically whining to let anyone to get her out of this, but all she could feel was the furry yet unsurprisingly noxious ass pushing her deep!

Hilda kept grinding the pole, making it act like an ass-scratcher for her large bosom. She panted heavily, growing enthusiastic through crushing the little rat that she had caught.

"Who knew your fur makes a really great scratch for my ass?" Hilda sniggered, taunting the defenseless weasel, pushing her butt against the pole more harder to send her deeper into her crack. The sheriff whined more, feeling herself pushed deeper into her ass to the point that she could already touch the twitching butthole. "Maybe after this, I'll have to flatten you so hard that you'll be a nice little weasel-fur towel that'll help wipe the sweat off my pits and my big ass...I really eat up a lot of beans and cheese before this match...It really makes my stomach...churned..."

Hilda gritted her teeth, feeling her stomach rumbling loudly for the crowd to hear which made them grow silent at the indication what that sound was. Texas widened her eyes, growing more panicked due to knowing that rumbling anywhere. She kept pushing around, but the cheeks squeezed her tightly to prevent her from even moving to the point that she was flattened as thin as paper. Eventually...

FRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

A green gas echoed throughout the ring, the sound of someone cutting the cheese. Hilda laughed loudly, feeling the weasel sheriff not squirming much as she was before. Meanwhile, Texas was living in hell through the rancid fart. It smelled so horribly like a skunk went up and die, but together it was mixed with beans, cheese, and anything else dairy-related. What has this yak been eating to make it so bad?! It was more terrible, possibly up to Rooxie Roo or Georgia-level of gas!

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT! PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!

"Hahahahahaha!" Hilda boisterously laughed out loud, toots coming out of her furry butt but more louder and stinkier than before! "This is starting to get me excited! Now then...I think we had enough with the farts...That was just a little test...I'm sure you're pretty smelly but that's good. You received the smell of Hilda...Now...!"

Everyone grew confused on what she was planning now, watching her pull her ass right out of the pole. The pole was bend to extraordinaire levels that it broke the laws of physics, matching the size of Hilda's ass. The yak definitely was strong, especially to make the metal pole broken down like this. Hilda got on all four, lifting her ass in the air as a loud rumble roared around in her stomach which made the yak uncomfortable.

"Ohhh...Here it comes Tex...Get ready for the big finale...!" Hilda pulled her skirt upwards, exposing the large hairy butt for everyone to get a good view of. Some of the men in the crowd almost babbled in nonsense, groaning in delight of how they wish to touch it.

Texas, meanwhile, felt the earth shift around her but due to being stuck inside the darkness of which was the stank hell she was trapped in, which made her realized that the yak was up to something. The moment she started to hear another rumble, she paled in thought at what was about to happen.

PSHSPSHSPSHPSHPSHPSHPSHPSH!

It was only just for a moment that the weasel felt a mixture between the noxious yak fumes and the clean air that she could barely process what was happening. Her eyes squinted, barely seeing her surroundings but the air rushed through her face, almost to the point that her face would've ripped off from the speed she was going through.

Instantly, she figured what that big yak did now: She was flying. The yak launched her via the largest fart she could produced and sent her flying straight towards the ceiling! Texas shut her eyes, waiting for the impact to come but...

She didn't feel her body crashing into the ceiling. She slowly reopened them, her nose barely touching the ceiling which made feel sigh in relief until realizing that she was still in the air and looked down below to see the big ox sneering at her with a sadistic smile, which made her gulp before feeling gravity take over her, sending her freefalling straight back to the yak girl.

Texas was now screaming her head off, tears coming through her eyes in fear of what was about to happen.

Hilda snickered, seeing the pathetic reaction that the weasel sheriff was about to give out to her. She relaxed herself on the floor, laying on her back before taking off her metal bra which exposed her nipples for the whole audience to see.

And soon...Texas landed straight over to her left breast, her mouth connecting straight to her nipple. She wished she would feel safe now that she didn't get go splat as a bug being smacked with a newspaper, but now the weasel landed on her opponent's breast, what's worse is now that her mouth is connected to the nipple.

"Ohhhhh...Little weasel, you must love my breast...You wish you had these..." She giggled, slowly touching the sheriff's butt which alarmed the weasel on what she was gonna do. "But...Now that you're gonna be mine and I have the perfect little way that you stay with me forever as your little baby..."

She slowly pushes Texas close into her nipple, making sure that she was biting down hard against it. Texas felt the large yak's nipple hitting the back of her throat, which made her move her limbs around pathetically at what she was planning to do.