No, First comes "The Heard"

Texas was lead outside of a large building that had too many rooms for her to count. Many maids of all kinds of species walked between the halls. Carrying towels and carts, cleaning supplies, ropes, racks upon racks of clothing most of all. Once the dog maid had lead Texas out the building, she was shocked at what she saw. There was an entire city wherever she was, with there only being a few miles to the edge of this "town". The oddest thing, however, was that the entire town was filled with nothing but maids! There wasn't a single non-maid dress-wearing person in town... even the few guys she spotted around were dressed up like the prettiest hired help she'd ever seen!

"Where are-" Texas started, only to gasp as the floor dropped out from under her! "G-Gah! What in tarnation!?" She cried out, falling into a deep pit. Landing on her back, she was stunned, groaning in pain from the pit's flooring, staring up at the blue sky, which was soon eclipsed by the dog.

"E-Eep! M-Miss Texas! I-I'm so sorry! I-I forgot that the Heard chose here to t-target today! O-Oh goodness... oh gosh- oh-"

"We'll take it from heeeeeeere, Little Miss Cocooooa~" A droning voice called out from nearby Texas. The canine yelped and Texas could hear her running off. From the shadowy parts of this pit, a sheep anthro emerged, two small horns atop her head, though nowhere near as impressive as Bonnie's. "Go aheaaaad, take the day offff, paid of coouuuurrse~" She said, smirking up at the entrance to this pit. "Youuuu meanwhile, get to meet uuuuuuuusss" The sheep said, snickering. "I'm just the waaaarm up by the waaaay~" She said, walking over to the downed Weasel.

"W-who the h-heck are ya? What's this pit?! What's-"

"Shshshshsh..." The sheep said, shutting her emerald eyes and holding a finger to her lips. "Ya hear thaaaaaat?" She asked, Texas looking nervously at her... before beginning to convulse and gag, the movements luckily pulling her semi-flattened back free from the bottom of the pit. "Nyahahahahahaha! I caaaan't believe you fell for thaaaat!" She cheered, snorting a few times in her laughter. "Leeeets seeeee, shrieeeeeking in the maid quarters, not complying with the fuuuuull dress code, forcing a maid of hiiiiigher position to do somethiiiiing, speaking to a member of The Heeeeard without being spoken to, and landing in the Heard's piiiiit.... you've got quiiiiite the list of sins, Little Miss Texas... and The Heeeeeard is gonna enjoy your day of atooooonement!" The sheep said, walking to the front of Texas and turning around.

Texas winced as the sheep maid jumped backwards, letting out a cry of shock, expecting the rotten SBD firing ass to crash into her face... only for something much worse to happen. The sheep landed on Texas, but remained standing, crushing her arms under her feet! A whistle cut the air as Texas opened her mouth to scream, only for the sound of footsteps to echo behind her. "No shouting so early!" A bubbly voice called out, grabbing Texas by the neck with one hand, and shoving her with both that, and another hand which was plunged into the Weasel's back! Within seconds, Texas went from fearfully dreading the drone sheep's ass, to being muffled by her ass!

"MPPHHHHH!!!" She shouted, only feeding the asshole in front of her more air. With her shove, she'd been brought up underneath the drone voiced sheep's dress, learning of a bouncy shaved butt, giving her ample cheek to cheek contact with a sweaty, nasty smelling rear, one that covered her face, and would probably land on the floor should the maid have sat down.

For a good five minutes Texas shouted into a rotund sheep butt. After she'd started to peter out from lack of breathable air, she was let go, dropping back onto the floor, arms still fused with the dirt as drone voice got off of her, turning back to face her, and dropping onto her lap. "Nooooowwww, I want you to say somethin', Sheeeeeriff!" She said, smirking at Texas, hands on the Sheriff's stomach as she gently bounced on her crotch.

"G-Go... go to heck..." Texas said, gasping for air, but making the sheep frown. "L-Let me outta this pit or... or I'll wring yer necks..." She threatened, the sheep simply tsking away.

"Yer gonna saaaaaay "Heard Mistress Janice, I'd loooooooove to fall asleep to a lullaby of your wonderful booooooooooty's design tonight"... or I'll get mooooore than just Clariss here to help me **** ya Sheriiiiiiiiiff." The sheep now known as Janice ordered, deciding to give Texas one last chance to get out of this pit. She certainly knew how rotten Janice's butt would be, and how annoying it would be trying to sleep with her voice... but if it got her a chance at less ****, or even talking to Bonnie before the end of the day... it might be worth it...