"Ya' see, Tex, I've got quite the deliema that I think you could be of service with. It just so happens that lunch didn't really agree with me, this afternoon, and I seemed to have clogged the toilet! Now, the plumber can't get out here until next weekend, and my last plunger, the stench melted the rubber! I'm sure you should do just fine though, Tex!"
Texas wanted to fight back, and struggle away from her fate, but, alas, it was no use. She was far too weak after the gassing from Butterscotch. Roxxie led with her for a reason; Roxxie knew that, after Tex had been dazed by her, there would be no fighting back for the much more personal torment that Roxxie had planned for her now.
Roxxie untied Tex, and carried her into the bathroom. There, in the XL toilet, floated the absolute mess Roxxie had left. A thick mixture of shit bubbled in the toilet like a nasty witch's cauldron. Texas wimpered as Roxxie roared with laughter. "Thanks again for volunteering to help out, Tex!" With that, Roxxie lifted up Texas, and shoved her face first into the horrible mess. It clogged up Texas' nose, and forced it's way down her throat. Roxxie laughed evilly as Tex was used as a plunger for her toilet. Amazingly, it was working. The mixture was beginning to go down (Texas accidentally swallowing some contributed to the lessening of the mess as well) and eventually, the entire shit sludge had dissipated, either going down the drain, or down Tex's gullet!
Roxxie tossed Tex to the ground and started laughing again, the weasel feeling as if she was about to hurl. "You ain't goin' nowhere, Tex. I ain't ever gonna be done torturing you! And when your good buddy April shows up, I'm gonna give her to Butterscotch, as a new fart cushion!" Roxxie laughed again, and Tex gulped, hoping April didn't come looking for her.
"And I've got another job for you, too, Tex..."