Come Out! (End)

“You’ve got ten seconds Tex. If you don’t get out here by then, things are going to get a whole lot worse for you.”

Even if Texas was out of range of that darn rattle, there was no reason why Zirona couldn’t just make the workers give up her location, or just grab her. They had seen the entire fight with Roxie and knew where she went after all! Given that, and the fact that Texas had no clue if Zirona’s rattle could reach her from here, Texas decided the best course of action was to come out of hiding and hope for the best. With her hands up, Texas trudged herself out of her hiding place, much to the enjoyment of the bounty hunter who stood before her.

“Smart move, sheriff.” Zirona remarked with a mocking grin. “If you hadn’t come on out like a good girl, I’d have made you report that damaged equipment to Miss Gildegarden. And lemme tell you, she hates it when people break stuff in her factories. She let me tour one back East with her a couple weeks ago. Brainfried a guy with her socks just for dropping a box of those glass light up balls.”

Texas shuddered at the thought of having to smell Rivercrest’s feet after having caught a waft of her foot odor when they’d met. Guess she made the right choice in-

“Instead, you’ll be MY playtoy!”

Wait what!? Texas barely had time to register what Zirona had just said before that infernal rattle on her tail started to do its thing! Now Texas was absolutely in range of her most dangerous feature, and it showed. The sound bounced around in her rapidly emptying head, and she started to sway right in front of Zirona. Ngh...what was she doing again? W...who was she here for?

"Ngh...y-you ly...lying...sn..."

"Lying snake? Pff, real original sheriff. Though I can't exactly blame you for not being able to think of something more creative given the circumstances! And hey, I ain't lying! Bad as it's gonna be where I'm putting ya, it'll still be a hell of a lot less painful that what Miss Gildegarden would've done to you!"

The rattle came again and again. Without mercy, Zirona buried Texas' brain under those waves of hypnotic sound. Before long, the weasel was stiff and obedient, ready to receive whatever orders Zirona decided to give her. Zirona rubbed her hands together in glee, knowing that the great Texas Stanton was about to be her bitch for life AND that she’d get paid for doing it!

“Alright Texas, come here, I’ve got something for ya!” Zirona called while beckoning Texas over. Texas, of course, listened intently to her captor. She shuffled on forwards until Zirona grabbed Tex and spun her around so she was holding the dazed weasel from behind. Holding Texas with one hand, she used the other to yank off one of her overworn, sweaty boots and hold it under Texas’ nose. “Now take a few good whiffs of that for me, will ya?” She commanded.

Again, Texas had **** but to obey. She began taking deep sniffs of the hot, rank, sour odor that wafted out of Zirona’s old leather boot. She’d clearly had this pair of footwear for years, and also very clearly didn’t clean them. The smell made Texas cough and wheeze as she repeatedly took it into her lungs. Honestly, it really was probably less horrible than anything Rivercrest could have cooked up for her, but it was still powerfully rank!

Zirona made sure to feel Texas up with the hand she was holding the weasel with, mostly for the purpose of degrading her further. Sure, Texas was no longer capable of feeling embarrassed about being groped, but that didn’t really matter to Zirona. What mattered was celebrating the fattest paycheck she’d probably ever see in her life, and all she’s had to do was waggle her tail a few times. Easy money! She’d be richer than she ever dreamed!

As Zirona fantasized about the bonus she was going to be getting for defeating Texas, Texas kept on sucking the snake’s nasty boot funk into her airways. It was starting to wear on her constitution. She was sturdy sure, but that only meant so much when faced with the kind of smells the ladies of Gold Springs could cook up! After a few minutes of taking that warm stink, her legs felt too weak to support her anymore and she flopped to the floor.

Feeling Texas slide out of her grip finally broke Zirona out of her fantasies. Looking down at Texas, she knew it was time to finish up here and go collect her reward. “Alright Tex, roll over on your back for me.”

Texas rolled over as commanded, and was immediately greeted by a sweaty, dirty snake foot stomping down on her! With all her might, Zirona stomped Texas’ face flat against the ground, and then started hopping all over the weasel’s body. Before long, Texas was a flat sheet on the ground covered in awful smelling footprints. She was more of a smelly floormat than a sheriff now, but being a floormat probably would have preferable to where she did end up.

Once Texas was good and flat, Zirona reached down and started squishing Texas’ flat body around till she was much more compact...and in the shape of a sock. Texas was quickly slid over Zirona’s filthy foot, and the snake woman let out a satisfied sigh. “Hoo boy, your fur’s actually pretty darn soft, huh? No wonder people are flattening you into underpants all the damn time. Well, hope you enjoy your new home!”

Zirona grabbed her discarded boot and slipped it back on, leaving Texas to splash in the pool of nasty foot sweat that resided at the bottom. Everything was hot, dark, and smelled fucking horrible. That awful, muggy, painful stench would be Texas’ entire world from now on, reduced to nothing but a sock that absorbed Zirona’s sweat as the now much wealthier bounty hunter continued **** people for Rivercrest’s nefarious ventures.