One Drink wouldn't hurt (End)

Texas would sigh. "Well sure, yer too kind to say no to, gimme a glass." She smiled as the fox would pour the drink into her glass, the liquid was sparkly and was clear. Texas would take a sip, and was taken aback by the sweetness! Usually, drinks were hard, but this was surprisingly sugary, as she would sip more until it was empty. "Well ain't this something! Gimme anuther!" She mumbled her words, the fox pouring another glass. "Don't worry sheriff, they're all on the club for tonight."

Texas would keep on having drink after drink, even when she tried to stop she only wanted more, and by the time the show was about to start, she had drunk through the entire bottle! She also had gotten wasted, groaning and giggling as she leaned on the table. Camellia hummed as she threw the bottle out, Texas sipping the last bit of the drink. "AAAAW, Do ya got anyuy more, I realny *hic* laked that one." She whimpered, the fox glancing up to the women on stage, who gave her a nod. "Well, we do have some more in the back if you would like, Mistress is okay with you going back there, you are a special guest after all."

Texas would have never taken this chance normally, but being smashed outta her mind, she would practically flop over the counter "Yeaeh!" The fox gave her a piece of paper "Just sign this form and I'll let you go to the back." Texas drunkenly wrote signature on the form, signing it before she would flop over onto the table, mumbling as her hat fell off her head. The fox helped her up, humming as she took off her sheriff's badge, tossed it into a hidden compartment and brought her over to a side room.

When Texas woke up, she would groan as a cold breeze hit her face. She opened her eyes shivering, along with being hungover. "Guuuh, mah head." She groaned before opening her eyes, finding herself in the back room of the club. She would see the fox, but now she was entirely nude. "H-Hey now, what's going on!"

"Hush Texas dear, I need to make sure you're ready for usage." Camellia would hum as she walked over to the tied-up Texas. "What do you mean! I'm the sheriff, you do anything and I'll have yer club shut down fer good!"

"I believe you mean former sheriff." Texas paused, confused by what Camellia was saying. "Former?" Camellia showed off the piece of paper, with Texas's crudely drawn signature. The paper was a job application for the club's "practice partner", which stated to be a job in which the person who signed up was used by the dancers to practice lap dancing, along with any other jobs needing practice. It also stated that the job was not part-time, and the person signing would have to quit any job they were already in, which Texas in her drunken state, had already done. "You signed this, didn't you?"

Texas would go wide-eyed, gritting her teeth. "You snake! You tricked me when ya gave me that drink!"

"Well, I'm a fox, not a snake dear." She smirked before then walking over to Texas. "Seeing as you're our first test dummy, I'm gonna have to cool you down, don't want you all hot and rowdy now do we?" Before Texas could respond, her face was shoved her face between her naked tits. Texas's face sank into those massive, soft pillows that were Camellia's boobs, the foxes body feeling like a fluffy ice pack that was smothering the weasel's face, along with her body. Texas would groan and squirm less as the fox was smiling at her new plaything. "My my, you're face is rather warm, you must be burning up huh?"

She would stop the smother, Texas panting as she tried to recover, before getting the Foxes ass slammed into her face! Texas mumbled as she tried to squirm away. "Let me give you a nice cool breeze to cool you down." The fox giggled, taking a few seconds to get comfy, gentle rocking motion. The equine closed her eyes, biting her lower lip as she wiggled Texa snoot in as deep as it could go before a cruel smirk flickered across the cowgirl’s lips, and a quiet, muffled fart was heard.

Beneath Camellia, Tiger’s eyes widened a little, her cheeks swelling out as a cold breeze washed over her face, into her nose, and into her mouth, as the cold fumes started to ooze from her nostrils. The gas was freezing, as it went down his throat, making it feel like it was freezing. The foxes toot kept silently blasting into her, the taste and scent slowly crept into the former sheriff's mouth and nose, a bitter frosty taste which was thankfully dulled down by the fact it was cold. As the last few farts filled up Texas mouth, the law girl realized that her face had frozen up, the cold breeze had left her mouth open wide as she was wide-eyed, unable to close her mouth.

The fox would sigh as she finally got off, Texas face now trapped with a gaping mah and wide-open eyes, along with a rather foul aftertaste, her mouth stuck with the farts having numbed her taste buds and nostrils, meaning that she may not feel them now, but she was going to be getting a lot more of a taste later. "Well my breaks are almost done, hope you'll do good at your new job, Mistress will let the mayor know of your resignation. Oh here comes one of the dancers now, lets see if you get a good first review." The fox left the frozen girl, Texa unable to scream or cry out for help, but she could go wide-eyed as a fat, sweaty skunk would walk into the room, Texas unable to do anything but let out a muffled scream as the skunk shoved her face into her rear, giving her a point-blank blast of stinky farts. Texas would end up never being able to quit her new job, known as nothing more than the first of many unwilling drunkards to become test dummies for the golden booty's booties!