"I'm thinking something cruel." Georgia said tightening her grip on Dallas. She walked with the terrified weasel in her fist who was trembling like a leaf. "Yep any hope you had for a romantic getaway between me and you when out the the window when I slammed into that wall." She said balling up Dallas and shoving him into her bra. He rode between the fleshy orbs as she walked back to her house at the edge of the city.
Georgia opened up her underwear drawer taking out a parachute sized pair of panties. She removed Dallas from her cleavage then threw the undergarments right in front of him. He looked at the clothing in front of him and saw all sorts of colorful weasels frolicking in a detailed green meadow that made up the inner butt part. They all were close together but he noticed a huge gap right in the bottom center part. Georgia slammed down her fat index finger right on the open space and said "I was saving that spot for Texas but I think her cousin will do just fine." Dallas tried to run but she was too quick for him as she slammed her fist down turning him into an accordion version of himself.
Georgia then reached into a drawer and pulled out a muzzle and a mason jar filled with a clear liquid material. She grabbed Dallas and inflated back into his original form, put the muzzle on his mouth and nose, and stripped off his clothes. She then dunked him into the jar coating him in the thick clear material. Georgia then set him down and removed the muzzle. "Sticky isn't it, that little chemical on you is a glue substance known as the Forever Stick, and it does what it says. But only if a little heat is provided!" She said ramming a hot iron on Dallas's legs. She lifted the iron after a few minutes his legs were so flattened they practically looked like part of the fabric.
Georgia went to town flattening the rest of his body except for his nose and mouth which aren't covered in the Forever Stick. She lifted her masterpiece, his body was so flattened and stuck from the experience that his pupils couldn't even move. The only indication that he was alive was his nose and mouth that were hyperventilating. "Welcome to my underwear drawer." She said sliding on Dallas acquainting him with the smell and taste he'd endure for the rest of his life. Georgia giggled then gave herself a wedgie walking out into the world with her new favorite pair of underwear.
Over the next couple of days Georgia wore Dallas everyday in the hot and sweaty days to follow. Eventually she came back with Smiling Jacks as her prisoner. Noticing her return, Georgia tried to rob a bank sloppily in hopes that the sheriff would catch her, and indeed she did. During the inspection of her belongings she found the weasel underwear. Then noticed the prominent male weasel that was her cousin, but Texas' logical mind believed that no living thing could stay flattened for that long by itself then had the underwear sent to Georgia at the town prison. Georgia was so happy as she rocked back and forth on Dallas, it seemed as though that this giant horse butt was what his life would consist of.
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