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Chapter 3
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RandalDrake
Does she confront the stranger or watch him?
Follow the stranger around.
She decided to watch and both her and April sneaked trough the town as the stranger stopped his mare and let it go to the parking spot, and walked inside the Saloon, the piano playing that could’ve been heard stopped as both the weasel and the vixen stood next to the entrance, "YO RAT! I didn’t tell you to stop playin'."
The iconic voice of none other than Georgia resonates into the outside as the stranger stood by the entrance, the giant horse gal who easily towered over him despite himself being 6' 10" wasn’t intimidated at all standing tall himself, she scoffed as he stood there, "well partner, gonna be the drinker or troublemaker? Cause if do I sure as hell been wantin' to have to put someone in the Solitary Confinement~" she said rubbing her massive ass, the strange ignored walking over to the bar standing right next to her, the bartender nervously before asking what was his poison, was cut off by the stranger who in a surprisingly youthful voice simply stated, "water, on the rocks."
Georgia laughed and some of the mooks as well while the rest were feeling the air get more tense especially Texas who for a while been wanting to get back at that coward varmint of a horse who isn’t worth a horse's dung as the bartender put some ice on a beer glass and poured water from a jar and slides in, but was caught by Georgia instead, "hooold on, there’s just one thing missing~ haargpwto!" She spat a globule of spit right into the glass, the kinect **** making the ice cubes get pushed and dislocating the water making droplets of horse spit and fresh water fling into the counter and into the stranger's gloved hand.
"There ya go~ one fine Horsie on the Rocks! Enjoy loser~" *she gave a nice swig of her beer bootle before letting a loud belch with some green fumes covering the stranger's head
BWEAARRRCCCH
What does the Weasel do?
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Adventures of Texas
Tales from Gold Springs
Gold Springs is a town of anthro animals in the middle of the wild west. Once a profitable gold mining town, it has fallen to corruption and banditry. Follow the adventures of the town's weasel sheriff, Texas, as she and her deputy April try to bring back law and order to Gold Springs, fighting fat and smelly villains who want nothing more than to squash and gas our heroes into paste. This is a fetish story, and while it will mostly be focused on themes such as squashing, flattening, gassing and some scat, really any fetish except gore is welcome here. However, if those main fetishes offend you, do not read this interactive. Bad ends are MORE than welcome. This story was originally available on Writing.com. Where possible, the original chapter authors have been credited.
Updated on Jun 1, 2026
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Created on Apr 17, 2021
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