Annabelle Takes Texas Back To Their Cell

Texas' eyed widened as she looked out at the long line of criminals waiting for their turns. Even from where she was, the weasel could smell the lingering stench of sweat and filth that radiated off of their bodies. Dealing with Annabelle was bad enough but she couldn't imagine herself being able to keep her wits about her while being used as a washrag for every woman in the prison. Swallowing her pride, she looked up at Annabelle with the most pitiable expression she could manage, hoping to appeal to the cow's decency, if she even had any to begin.

"Please don't do this... ah'll do anything...!" she pleaded.

"Anything?" Annabelle repeated with a wide grin. Texas nodded frantically, not even trying to hide the fear in her expression. Tempting as it was to leave her old adversary there, Annabelle liked the idea of having the weasel completely under her thumb and at her mercy. Besides, not everyone in that prison had a vendetta against Texas, so why should THEY be allowed to join in on the fun? With a wicked grin, she stuffed the weasel's flatted body into her cleavage and turned to face her fellow inmates.

"Show's over, ladies. I'm gonna go help the newbie get... acquainted, with her home" she said as she gave her boob a pat, sending ripples through the flesh and drawing a whimper from within her cleavage.

A collective groan of disappointment rang out through the showers, a few of the inmates even going so far as to walk out. Cleanliness wasn't considered a priority in their minds but they couldn't pass up the chance to use the sheriff to clean the filth off of their bodies. Annabelle regarded their displeasure with a shrug before making her way out. One of the bolder inmates, a large and heavyset feline with a scar going over her eye, decided to voice off on their disapproval, folding her arms and growling.

"Oi, Annie. Don't be such a scrooge. How's about you share with the rest of us every once and awhile?"

Annabelle paused mid stride, her expression darkening as she slowly turned her gaze back towards the cat who had spoken out. The other women had slowly backed away from her, not wanting to get caught in any potential fallout that would occurred. Annabelle sighed and walked over, her expression becoming disconcertingly calm.

"What was that, Sasha? I'm a little hard of hearing right now, just got out of the shower and all"

"You heard me! I said you should share that little bitch!" The cat snapped back. Her expression remained firm though she flinched a bit when Annabelle moved a hand over her ear.

"Can you say that again? One more time?" the cow asked sweetly.

"I... I said you should..." Sasha trailed off, a lump forming in her throat as Annabelle leaned in even closer.

"Speak up, sweetie~"

The initial grit Sasha had faded as she looked down at the floor nervously. The next words out of her mouth were barely audible, but Annabelle picked up on the words "sorry" and "ma'm." Annabelle smiled and patted the cat on the shoulder before walking out of the shower room with her head held high. Texas remained blissfully unaware at what was even happening but she didn't have to wait for long as she was yanked free from Annabelle's sweaty cleavage and dumped onto the floor of their cell. She looked around and found a naked Annabelle standing in front of their bunkbed with her arms crossed.

"Sit. Now" the cow ordered, nodding her tilting her head in the direction of the bed. Texas didn't need to be told twice as she hustled over, not wanting to risk any further harm after what she'd already been through. "You better be grateful, Texas. I could've thrown you to the lions but out of the kindness of my heart, I help ya out"

"Uh, yeah... thanks for that... I guess..." the weasel said cautiously. She wanted to be grateful but she knew Annabelle well enough to know that the cow did nothing in the name of charity.

"What, is that all? I saved you and all I get is a 'thank you'?" the cow said with narrowed eyes. Texas swallowed as she could feel the temperature in the room beginning to raise. "Nah, that isn't nearly good enough. Making me stick my neck out for you like that? You're gonna pay me back, Texas. With interest"

"W-Well, what do ya want from me?" she asked nervously.

Annabelle's scowl curled into a smile that sent chills through Texas's body. Heaven only know what twisted thoughts were running through the criminal's head at that moment...