April groaned, coughing up a mouthful of underwear sweat she had swallowed, then opened her eyes. Instantly she knew she was doomed.
"Oi! Wakey, wakey, little fox!" Roxxie laughed, as she and Georgia stared down at her.
"I don't think you're supposed to be here, deputy. Do you have a warrent? No? Well it doesn't matter. You're not leaving either way." The huge mare laughed. Instantly April tried to roll to her feet and run, but Roxxie had been expecting it, and with a powerful stomp, flattened the fox to the floor, an imprint of the roo's huge foot squashed into her body. Georgia just chuckled.
"There. Now you get to hang around with us for a little while." Georgia grinned. "So, you like my underwear, hmmm? Well, you're in luck. Because I think I can make your life heaven." Her evil grin widening, Georgia grabbed a particular pair of underwear from the pile, looking much filthier and much more ragged than the rest, and reeking of horse ass. "These here are my lucky panties, but sadly they're a little worse for wear because I use them so much... I think they need patching. And you're just the patch for it!"
April screamed in fear, but in her flattened state there was little she could do as Georgia peeled her up with one hand, placed her in the inside back of the disgusting underwear, then yanked them on. Immediately the fox's screams were silenced with a loud squish, as she was buried deep, deep within Georgia's ass crack and drenched with her foul sweat.
"Mmmm... Her fur feels so nice buried in there... I think in a few days or running and riding she should be bonded to them permanently. Just as she should be..." The mare purred. Next to her, Roxxie just laughed.
"Ha! Sounds perfect... In fact, I might do the same with Tex. Seems like a perfect place for her..." The roo turned and stomped upstairs to get the weasel, leaving Georgia alone to enjoy her new underwear. True to her word, in a few days April became a permanent part of her underwear, just as Tex became a permanent part of Roxxie's. The two lawgirls lived out the rest of their lives dealing with the sweat, stink and constant crushing of their rival's asses, doomed to be stuck with them forever.
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