She finishes her off!

The fight was more or less done by that point. Texas was in no shape to continue with this bout. Georgia was tempted to pop the mangled weasel into her mouth and make a meal out of her, but that unfortunately wasn't an option. Management tended to be very flexible with what they allowed her to get away with in the ring, but they drew the line at outright ****.

Looking out the crowd, Georgia frowned at the shared look of stunned concern on their faces. That simply wouldn't do. The promoter paid her good money to keep her on board as a competitor, her flare for the dramatic making her quite the hit with audiences. Now that the match was effectively over, she had to cap it off in a way that would win back the audience. The last thing she'd want is for the promoter to tune in and see a dead crowd.

"Alright, Texas! It's time we wrapped things up!" She said with a wide grin. She looked over to the furthest corner and laughed as she hurled the weasel over to it. Texas hit the corner with a wet splash, her body oozing down to the bottom turnbuckle. The audience began to come alive again as Georgia walked to the opposite end of the ring and hiked the back of bottom of her singlet up, exposing her powerful glutes.

Texas in the meanwhile was still in the process of getting herself together, both figuratively and literally. The lull in action gave her body the time it needed to reshape itself, though she remained seated in the corner. Her senses were slow to come back to her, her vision still blurry and her ears still ringing from Georgia's furious ****. She blinked a few times in an attempt to regain the proper function in her eyes, though she would soon wish she hadn't.

As her vision became more clear, she could see Georgia standing across the ring with a toothy grin on her face. At first Texas was confused by the sight, her recent beating leaving some holes in her memory. She wondered what Georgia was doing wearing that silly outfit, and why her body felt so heavy. In wasn't until the Mare began galloping towards her that she finally woke up, her memories coming back to her in a flash as terror gripped her heart.

Many thoughts went through her mind in as the distance between her and Georgia shrank. Dozens of thoughts, all running through her brain in a flash as it tried to think of some way, ANY WAY, to prevent what was coming. Fleeing was out of the question given how battered she was, and she had already foolishly spent her second wind on bucking Georgia off of her back. In an act of pure desperation, Texas threw away her pride as she cried out to stampeding mare.

"UNCLE!! UN-"

SPLAT!

Texas was immediately silenced by hundreds of pounds of horse butt colliding at her at what felt like mach speed. Whether or not her words made it to Georgia's ears really didn't matter, as there was a good chance that the mare wouldn't have stopped the charge. Georgia sighed in content as she rubbed her gigantic ass against the turnbuckle, her face growing warm as she felt the weasel's body being mashed between her cheeks. It was a good thing for Texas that the promoter forbade nudity, otherwise she would find herself lost up her former deputy's ass.

The crowd erupted into laughter as Georgia pulled away from the corner, the sheriff being dragged along as her upper body was snared by the horse's powerful glutes. On the bright side, Texas wasn't able to hear their jeers and mockery, what with all sounds being blocked out by Georgia's booty. Although, if the sheriff had to choose between enduring their mockery and breathing in the noxious fumes radiating from Georgia's backside, she would choose the former in an heartbeat.

Georgia yawned nonchalantly as she sat down on the mat and folded her arms. Soon enough, a ref hopped into the ring and counted the pin. It was doubtful that Texas's shoulders were actually down on the mat, but checking would mean having to get underneath Georgia's butt and there wasn't a referee on earth brave enough to try. The audience was alit with cheers for the mare, chanting her name as she stood up and sauntered out of the ring.

For Georgia, this was probably the best day of her entire life. She got to beat down and humiliate her hated rival in front of a cheering crowd, all while getting paid! To top things off, she managed to finally get Texas to say 'uncle.' She bit down on her bottom lip, a shiver running through her body. She took a breath as she stepped through the curtain.

"Damn... that really got my blood flowing~" she cooed before looking over her shoulder, laughing as she saw the weasel's legs dangling limp from her ass. "You really know howda show a girl a good time, don't you Texas?"

She snickered as she could feel the weasel moaning into her barely covered asshole. She was probably pleading for mercy and admitting to Georgia's superiority, though the latter was just an assumption on the horse's part.

"Ain't that the truth? Now, let's hit the showers. I'll bet there's a nice big bonus in waitin' for us!" she said in an uncharacteristically friendly tone as she walked down the hall to the locker room.