Chapter 33
by 
Dragonfruit10
The Storage or The Basement?
Basement
Looks like the Roo and Weasel are up for some mischievous fun. “Guess what Texas~. Me and you are gonna have some fun. Would you like that? Huh? Would you?”
The weasel’s eyes grew wide and pupils turned green hearts again. “Ohh yes, yes ah’ would Roxxie!” She smiles happily.
“Good, Follow me~.” Roxxie uses her tail to wrap up Texas and head to the basement. “Oh, and be quite weasel. We don’t want the others to be ‘jealous’ do we~?”
Texas shook her head. “Of course not darling.”
“Good girl~.” They both enter the basement quietly. “Alrighty, since we’re here. We can have some fun. But what should I do first~? So many decisions~.”
What ‘fun’ should they have?
Gold Springs is a town of anthro animals in the middle of the wild west. Once a profitable gold mining town, it has fallen to corruption and banditry. Follow the adventures of the town's weasel sheriff, Texas, as she and her deputy April try to bring back law and order to Gold Springs, fighting fat and smelly villains who want nothing more than to squash and gas our heroes into paste. This is a fetish story, and while it will mostly be focused on themes such as squashing, flattening, gassing and some scat, really any fetish except gore is welcome here. However, if those main fetishes offend you, do not read this interactive. Bad ends are MORE than welcome. This story was originally available on Writing.com. Where possible, the original chapter authors have been credited.
Updated on Jun 1, 2026
by coolwolf2345
Created on Apr 17, 2021
by SquashedFlat