Georgia gets the crowd back on her side.

Georgia frowned as she finally took notice to the crowd's inactivity. This was probably the first time in her short career in which they weren't on their feet and screaming their heads off. She would need to rectify that immediately, otherwise she ran the risk of losing the juicy bonus in her check from the promoter. With that in mind, she reared her hand back with Texas still gripped tightly in it and hurled the sheriff at the ropes. The **** of the throw nearly caused them to snap as the weasel bounced off them and was sent flying back to Georgia. The giant mare simply stood to the side with her arm outstretched, delivering a devastating clothesline to the sheriff that knocked the air out of her as her body wrapped around the crease of her elbow. Texas started to slowly slide off when Georgia curled her bicep and wrapped her into a headlock that enveloped everything but her head.

"See what you did, Tex? You killed the crowd with that little show of yours. We're gonna have to work extra hard to get them going again, aren't we?" she asked with enthusiasm that was hard to feign. Texas wasn't in any position to respond as Georgia crushed her torso with her monstrous strength. Worse yet, the time spent running around in had caused Georgia to work up quite the sweat, something that was made quite clear to Texas as she was in the perfect position to catch wind of her musky underarms. The most she could manage was a weak gasp but that was all the affirmation Georgia needed.

She grabbed onto Texas's head with her free hand and pulled, smiling as the her body was stretched like a piece of taffy. Her rage induced thrashing had softened up the weasel's body considerably, making it more malleable. That made it easy for Georgia to squish and compress her body until it had the shape and consistency of a towel. Texas knew what was coming next and attempted to plea for mercy, but the only sounds she could make were **** muffled grunts. Georgia smirked and went to work cleaning the sweat from her body using new handy new towel. Up and down her meaty thighs, underneath her arms, and between her massive breasts. No area was left untouched, and the crowd that had minutes ago been on Texas's side began to cheer at Georgia's display of dominance.

"That's more like it. Now we can begin proper" Georgia said as she held the now damp weasel in front of her. The only parts of Texas that could be recognized were the two eyes staring pleadingly at her. Georgia returned that look with a smile that sent shivers throughout the weasel's flattened body. It was the kind of smile that made it clear that her pain had only just begun.