No Way, No How!

Texas growled, her blood boiling with rage. She had kept her patience all day, but she was sick of being pushed around. Enough was enough!

"Never! Ah'm never kissin' your putrid ass you varmint! An' when ah get outta here, ah-" The weasel suddenly yelped as Mary thrust her ass backwards, the meaty, smelly cheeks smashing into Texas's face and sending her flying across the cell, crashing down face-up on the hard concrete floor. The pig just shakes her head and smirks, walking over to the downed sheriff.

"You always were an idiot, sheriff. But I think I'm going to enjoy this so much more. Enjoy being my new fart cushion."

Texas opened her mouth to scream, her eyes going wide with fear, but Mary was already upon her. The pig slammed her filthy ass down on top of her face, though the pig's butt was large enough to cover all of her upper body, leaving just her legs kicking in desperation. Mary smirked and folded her arms, then instantly started to blast out fart after putrid fart point-blank on Texas's face, some long, some short, some quiet, some loud, but all of them smelling like an unholy union between a garbage dump and an open sewer. While the weasel sobbed and screamed, Mary just laughed as the air around them started to get hazy with clouds of her gas, the cell quickly becoming a completely inhospitable zone.

"You're mine now, sheriff."