Peer Presure gets to Texas

Texas never supported peer pressure, but in her current spot, with everyone looking at her, she had ****, sighing as she got up, getting some cheers from the party people as she did. She would be sat on stage on a seat in front of Miss Peaches! Closer up one thing Texas realized was just how putrid the pig smelt. Like she smelt bad before, but close up she could tell that the girl had tried to mask her stench with cheap perfumes, which hardly masked it.

"So yer Tex-ASS? I've been dyin' to meet ya cutie." She snorted, rubbing the weasel's face. "I-uh, th-thank ya kindly miss." The pig oinked happily "Ain't you a doll." She would hug Texas face into her chest, Texas getting a faceful of porky boobies, the pig laughing as Texas got quite a rancid smell shoved into her face. "How ya like that Texas~." Texas didn't respond for obvious reasons, other than a muffled mumbling. Texas tried to pull her face away, but for some reason, it was stuck! She couldn't pull it out like she had been superglued to the girl's massive tits! "Something wrong Tex? You already attracted to my boobies that much?" She mocked, her eyes glowing a dark red colour, leaning back, as Texas led forward, stuck on the girl's chest. To everyone else, it seemed the sheriff was just enjoying the dance, but Texas wasn't able to pull her face off!

Peaches smirked, before letting Texas go, the Weasels snot snapping back and squishing into her face like it was being stretched, drooping on her face. The pig snickered turning around. "Let's see if you live up to the name, Tex-ass" She teased, before looking to give Texas a faceful of her ass! Texas would attempt to move out of the way--