Looking to stay hidden, Texas goes 'round back...!

Anabelle and her lackeys were probably done snuffing out the fire and were probably looking for her. Instead of going in the front, Texas decided to go round back, running between Cleo's shop and the next door building down the alley between them to search for a back door. All buildings had a backdoor, though they usually were facing a part of land that was... predictably fenced off. The wooden fences that closed off the back yard for these businesses had fence gates that could be opened, of course, but they were usually closed. Shunk-clunk! The sheriff tested the gate only to find it locked. "Dammit..." Texas' head had to look up at the tip of the tall wooden fence, cursing under her breath as she began the arduous process of stabbing her pointy leather boots in the gaps between the tall, wooden fence posts to climb the fence as well as she could as her hands did the best to hold her weight as well.

Meanwhile, inside the lingerie shop, Cloe took a large pair of pink panties she had folded on the display counter next to her cashier counter, leaning over it to reach across which temporarily buried the desk under dark brown hippo tits and rolling lovehandles. Upon snatching the pair of panties she wanted she straightened up, her head almost touching the wooden ceiling of her own establishment, then ducked down and -squeezed- herself into the backroom through the narrow doorframe, forcing her fat ass to dent and sliiide through the opening before bouncing back to its usual size before coming to a stop. They turned as the large (yet proportionately small to the hippo) door was closed. Today was slow for business so far so she figured she could change into something a bit more comfortable while the day passed; it would only take a minute anyway.

The large, fat hippo woman's steps caused the elevated wooden floor to creak after every each of her heavy, lumbering steps that shook not only her enormous fat body but the entire room she was in as well. Clunk. Creeeeaaakk... Thud. Crreeeaaakkk... Cleopatra walked to the seat that was leaning against the back door of her shop. It was a large chair made for women her size, and practically the only piece of furniture in this room that was of a size with her, as she loomed over even the nearby pantry. She bent over and, hooking her enormous wrist-thick thumbs into her parachute-sized panties, she'd slide them down her thick, fat thighs onto the floor. She'd take one step, then another, then sit down on her favorite chair before it was rudely swooped from under her!

At that very moment Texas had opened the back door, tired from having just climbed a fence twice her height and almost breaking an ankle in the affair. A large, booth-sized wooden structure fell down from the inside of the backroom of the establishment when the large door swung open outwards, and was followed immediately after by a pair of boulder-sized ass cheeks going in the same direction. Thud-clunk. The wooden structure that had swung over the sheriff's hat fell harmlessly on the floor behind her, the butt cheeks' aim was lower. Texas only had a moment to gasp before Shhift-CLOP! those ass cheeks literally dent through the doorframe and clapped around Texas in less than a second, as Cleo's body now half inside, half outside, was left rocking back and forth on her fat in surprise. "What in blazes!?" Anyone looking from the backyard in would only see a pair of dark brown soft globes half-squeezed through a doorframe, leaving the only thing that could link the sheriff to the scene her discarded hat that was pushed out from the crevasse of ass by the air as it rushed out from the encroaching walls of fat, brown flesh.

Cleo placed both her arms behind her, pushing at the walls next to the doorframe. "Huuufff... HHHUUUNNNNFFFF...~!" She pushed and pushed until her ass came through the doorway, presumably taking the weasel with her somewhere in her ass. THUD, crea-CLUNK-creaaak... thud... creaaak... thud...! She stepped forward a few times trying to regain her balance that was **** forward, her fat body jiggling as she exerted her strength over it to stop her own heavy forward momentum. Naked from the waist down, she looked behind herself over her shoulder to find the backdoor had been opened and her chair which was about as large as a dresser was lying down on the patchy soil outside. "What... how-- huh?" The hippo woman's eyes opened widely as she looked down to her ass as she used her large right hand to grab a portion of her ass cheek to pull it aside. The opening cleft of ass revealed a flattened sheriff who'd been compressed side-to-side, only showing her left side as she hung to the inner right cheek, her left side of her face clearly stuck in an open-mouthed, horrified expression of realization.

Texas' left eye looked up at the hand, then at the looming hippo eyes looming over the broad, fat shoulder above her and tried to plead for Cleo to get her off but her body was too flattened to make words. "NNnnhhhh...! GNnnn...!" Texas was helplessly stuck this way as her yellow eye turned to look at a globule of her own saliva that had been sliding down her contouring tongue all over her own chin. Texas felt as if her entire body was still under the weight of both those ass cheeks, her mind telling her arms to move her hands to her flattened, openly drooling mouth but only managing to squirm pathetically against the much stronger bond of ass sweat that kept her flattened body stuck. Try as she might she could only squirm without budging an inch, **** to stay openly drooling before the looming, blushing head of her captress! She turned her eye to the giantess' face, hoping to bring the point across that she wanted out! "Nnn-gnnnhhh nnnn...! GNNN--!" Plap. Texas disappeared between ass cheeks as the giant fat hippo woman let go off her ass while she spoke to herself.

"Sheriff Texas!? Oh dear girl sorry about all this but...! W-well...! Hmph! Next time, maybe knock before you enter someone's locale!?"

Texas was stuck in a warm, dark, musky place where pressure **** her flat from both sides, her head feeling like it was going to split as these gargantuan slabs of flesh wobbled, jiggled, and bounced up and down, left and right as she was moved along with the enormous fat hippo's ass' movements. When the slabs parted the sheriff's left eye looked on as a massive thick hand pinched a pair of pestle-sized fingertips on her 2-dimensional nose and peeled her off the surface of ass like a living sticker. Kkrrrouuuwww... ...wwwoouup-tap! Texas' paper thick body came off, and she hung from her nose as her open mouth continued to drool, her eyes darting around in panic as she was in such a **** state. "GHNNn-nnn...!"

Cleo held the sheriff by her nose, smirking mischievously, much to the alarm of the wide-eyed weasel. Judging by the fact that the sheriff had entered through the back door, it didn't seem this visit was very legitimate-- otherwise, why not just walk in through the front door? She knew it was likely the sheriff came here without telling anyone else she was coming, which gave Cleopatra the African Hippo ideas... "NNnnhh!?"