Tex's Underwear snaps!

Anastasia moaned with each gargantuan fart she **** down the sheriff's throat being left unimpressed with how easy the sheriff was to defeat but oh so aroused by the suffering she inflicted. Anastasia built up on last big fart that she felt could finish off the sheriff for good and crown her the hero of Gold springs criminal underbelly. That is. Were it not for one faulty garment.

The built up **** of Anastasia's farts and her grip on Tex's underwear became too much for the frilly underwear to handle. The underwear began to stretch and stretch until finally, it snapped! As the underwear broke apart Anastasia to lost her grip on Texas and the pressure cooker that had become her ass was left to do its work!

Texas was launched straight out of Ana's eloquent ass. The built up caustic farts causing Texas to fly around the room like a released balloon; filling the upper floors and open air space of the crushed weasel with purple farts. Tex's arms and legs flailed about helplessly as she flew through the bar leaving a high pitched whine as she did.

The euphoric Anastasia almost didn't notice wonderous act her ass had created while she played with herself on the table until Texas came flying just over head smashing into the wall IN front of her with a load.

CRASH!

Anastasia jumped a the loud noise in fear. She soon regained her composure as she saw it was simply Texas slumped against the wall IN front of her like a puppet without strings. She smirked and threw the table in front of her to the side smashing it against a wall. Anastasia strutted towards Texas and began to monologue.

"Well well well. Looks like we have an escapee!" Anastasia said with lust and a little surprise in her voice.

"My ass is usually to everyone's liking Texas. After a few farts people just fall to their knees and beg to kiss it or lick it or become my permanent riding saddle."

Anastasia continued throwing more chairs and tables out of the way as she approached.

"One time I had two brothers that thought they could handle me and my ass, and lets just say they were one butt plug that never came." She pointed to here skull tattoo.

"Its the whole reason I got this." Anastasia sighed as she reminisced.

"I even got a whole town begging after me on their hands and knees for my bottled farts. They ended up signing everything they had over to me. What a bunch of saps, but then again look at me." Anastasia flicked her hair back and allowed to entire bar to gaze at her.

Anastasia began to removed one of her boots.

"But as they say. Different strokes for different perverts... or something like that."

She smirked and finally reveled her perfectly pedicured red toes. Anastasia sole shone and dribbled with sweat. But the immaculate presentation of her sole could not hide the stench coming from her foot. Or the gung between her toes and under her nails for that matter. Her foot smelled of rotting fruits and corn chips. The smell hooked itself into Texas nostrils like and tiger catching its pray. Texas was finally brought to by the smell as if someone had used smelling salts on her. This would turn out to be a curse and not a blessing as Texas would be left to experience every last bit of ****.

Anastasia grabbed Tex's nose between her toes and squeezed hard make sure to get any toe jam she could into Texas's nose while also forcing her to smell nothing but her putrid foot. Tex's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she was **** to withstand the **** on her sinuses, her brain becoming a vessel for all the stench of Ana's feet as her brain was slowly fired.

Anastasia would take this time to gloat over the sheriff rubbing her victory in the sheriffs face, much like her foot.

"Yes Sheriff! I think we found just the thing for. My feet will have you be a slobering idiot in no time at all." she said with a grin.

Anastasia paused.

"... Well more of one than your already were." guffawing as she said it.

Anastasia gripped her toes around Tex's nose even harder and began pulling her leg back stretching out Tex's as she did until she lost her grip and Tex's nose smacked back into place. Anastasia leaned down and in a quite and flirtatiosh voice asked.

"Don't you agree?"