Dutch Oven!

"One... two... three..." Roxxie counted, wafting the stinky underwear in front of Texas' face. The little weasel coughed and choked on the smell, but still found herself taking small sniffs of the fabric. The scent was overwhelming, but she couldn't deny the strange allure it held for her.

"Four... five... six..." Roxxie continued counting, her eyes gleaming with amusement. Texas knew she had to make a decision quickly, but she couldn't help but be torn between the two options. On the one hand, the idea of being gassed without the protection of the underwear was terrifying. But on the other hand, the idea of being trapped in a bedsheet with the stink was equally unappealing.

"Seven... eight... nine..." Roxxie's voice grew louder and more excited as she approached the final count. Texas knew she had to make a decision fast, and finally, she blurted out her choice.

"Dutch oven!" she exclaimed, her voice shaking with anticipation. Roxxie's eyes lit up with excitement, and she quickly pounced on Texas, trapping her in a bedsheet.

Roxxie released another stinky fart, filling the sheet with the putrid smell. Texas' eyes widened with shock as she realized what she had gotten herself into. She tried to escape, but Roxxie held the sheet tight, trapping her in the stink.

The smell was overpowering, and Texas found herself coughing and gagging. But despite the disgusting situation, she couldn't deny the strange thrill it gave her. She found herself getting turned on by the stink, her heart racing with excitement.

Roxxie reveled in her frenemy's reaction, teasing her and wafting the stink in her face. Texas took small sniffs, her mind reeling with a mix of disgust and pleasure.

As the minutes ticked by, the smell began to dissipate, and Texas found herself feeling disappointed. She had grown to enjoy the stink, and she didn't want it to end.

"Roxxie... more," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. Roxxie chuckled and obliged, releasing another stinky fart into the sheet. Texas moaned with pleasure, her body trembling with excitement.

The two rivals continued their strange game, with Roxxie gassing Texas over and over again. Each time, the little weasel found herself getting more and more turned on. The stink was intoxicating, and she couldn't get enough of it.

Finally, the game came to an end, and Texas found herself lying in the bedsheet, covered in sweat and gasping for air. Roxxie lay beside her, panting heavily and covered in the same sheen of sweat.

"That was... intense," Texas said, her voice shaking.

"Yeah, it was," Roxxie replied, a grin spreading across her face. "But I think you enjoyed it."

Texas blushed, admitting that she did. The two frenemies shared a laugh, the sound echoing in the small room. As they lay there, basking in the aftermath of their strange game, Texas couldn't help but feel grateful for her rivalry with Roxxie.

"So...Wanna do this, tomorrow?" Roxxie asked with a smirk.

"W-Well..." Texas was about to answer when a voice interrupted their moment.

"TEXAS!" Someone called out her name, "I'm back! And I brought the medical bag like you asked!"

Looks like the vixen deputy was back from chasing the flightless raptor birds. While Texas was happy that April was back, she was gonna hoping that she was gone for a few more minutes. Speaking of reactions, Texas then had a big shocked look on her face, knowing that she would be screwed if her deputy sees her in bed with the enemy.

"Aw. Texy?~ Why so scared?" Roxxie mocked Texas with amusement, "Let your sidekick vixen see us like this~"

"W-What?!"

"Hey! Texas? You okay? I hear your voice! I'm coming in the room!"