Penelope's hypnosis has some odd quirks.

"W-what... what in tarnation...?" Texas groaned as she scooted back in an attempt to retreat further into the wall. The time she spent immersed in Roxxie's dirty laundry was brief but it was enough time to completely through her for a loop, not helped by the lingering effects of Penelope's spell. The last few minutes were a haze in her mind. One moment she hears the door open, the next she's suddenly starring at Smiling Jack's plump rear.

"Roxxie sure did a number on you, huh? Just look at you, sitting there naked as a the day you were born!" Jacks giggled as she looked over her shoulder at the prone and confused sheriff. Texas opened her mouth to speak before being silenced by the bunny's butt pinning her head against the wall. "Roxxie must be getting soft if all she did was beat you down and toss you into her dirty clothes. That's enough to drive most people loony but I woulda hoped that she would be creative than that"

Texas' eyes watered from the pain as the bunny pressed her weight down into the sheriff's tender neck. She barely had any time to recover from her time spent as Roxxie's saddle and she could feel her body starting to buckle beneath Smiling Jacks weight. The buddy paid it no mind as she continued her diatribe. "Don't get me wrong, she certainly has the right idea. If it were me that trounced you, you would be laying in my hamper too, but not as you are. I woulda thrown you into Caramel's stable for her to play with and when she got bored with you, I'd peel was was left of you off of her butt and fold ya into a nice pair of bloomers for me. Of course you know me, Texas. I'm the sharing type. I'd probably lend you out to the others from time to time. Just between you and me, Jesse and Jane only have one pair of drawers between them. I figured they'd enjoy havin' brand new weasel skin..."

Smiling Jacks trailed off as she took notice to something peculiar. Texas' trembling was to be expected with the rough treatment she had endured but the bunny suspected that there was more at play as she looked down at the weasel's sodden crotch. If Jacks didn't know any better, she could've sworn that Texas was actually getting off on being used as a chair. As someone who had a massive chip on her shoulder regarding the sheriff, even Jacks had a hard time buying into that idea. Slowly, Jacks eased herself from the wall and, subsequently, from Texas' face. The sheriff gasped in greedy gulps of air, her face completely flushed red and sweating profusely. From their past encounters, Jacks expected the sheriff to launch into an anger fueled tirade but instead found the weasel on the floor, feebly attempting to crawl away.

'It isn't like Texas to turn tail. What in the blue blazes did Roxxie do to her?' Smiling Jacks wondered.

She chalked up Texas' retreat as cowardice but that couldn't have been further from the truth. As the weasel sat against the wall, her muzzle buried deep into the bunny's clothed crack, a familiar feeling began to creep up for her. It was the same gnawing compulsion she felt the moment Penelope directed her attention to Roxxie's swaying backside. It was the compulsion to wrap her arms around Smiling Jacks' thick hips and take a deep breath. On any other day she would've tossed Jacks off in revulsion before beating the living daylights out of her, but she wasn't able to muster that level of outrage. Instead she found herself fighting off the blossoming euphoria that she felt as Smiling Jacks rested more and more of her weight down onto the weasel's face. It was only after Texas was on the verge of climaxing that she managed to dig deep and find the energy to push the bunny off, not wanting to suffer such an intense indignity twice in the same day.

'Got... to get... outta here...!' Texas thought as she struggled to slip out of the room and create some distance between her and Smiling Jacks. She couldn't deal with her or any other criminal at that moment. Penelope's spell made it all but impossible for her to do her job. Smiling Jacks watched the sheriff with mild amusement with her hands on her hips. She had no idea what was wrong with the sheriff, but it was certainly interesting to watch.