"Put You At The Front Of The Store!"

(Originally by Zucca Xerfantes)

The mannequin Texas was wrapped around had its backside to the window so that everyone could see just how beautifully she hugged those wide hips.

The sheriff was reeling still... She couldn't believe she'd agreed to this! Yet here she was, a pair of panties and a coat. On account of the intricate stitchwork and the fact that scraps of weasel material that got left over to stuff a seat cushion pillow ensured that there was virtually no coming back from this.

She blinks despondently as her less than favorite... and even some who weren't miscreants... stopped by the window to stare, gawk, laugh or rub one off just at the sight of her!

Of course it wasn't until about a day later that Texas saw April Briggs, her deputy, intact and perfectly normal, come up to the window, jaw agape.

Texas cringed. She didn't want April to see her like this, or worse, know what her freedom had cost her.

She heard raised voices. Well, April's mostly.

Then a squashing sound...

Then muted voices.

"Whurt un turnashun...?" The panties mumbled, speech permanently stunted.

Then the sounds of the dress press firing up...

"Whurt..?! Nuuu...!!" The panties wailed.

After a few hours, Cleo came in, a red cowboy hat in hand that had a fox tail hanging stylishly from the back. She giggled, setting it on the mannequin's head. She came back with a pair of socks and a pair of gloves, both dark brown, putting them on the mannequin too.

Finally, accompanied by a pitiful whimper, an orange and white bra was brought forth with two gold eyes helplessly blinking, stretched right over where the nipples would be, dangling it in front of Texas.

"Really now, Panties... I'd have thought you would have been smarter than that. There's too much at stake here to honor the letter of a contract. I had some changes made to it and notarized it, all perfectly legal. The mayor and Deputy Georgia were of great help! With you two out of the way, this town can actually grow for a change! Imagine all the customers... Anyway, Bra will be joining you now. Oh yes, I had your names legally changed too. And with the funds I'll make, I'm indeed going to round up your extended families to make more like you!"

Panties whimpered, looking shamefully at Bra, who gave a tiny whine of distress before being wrapped around the mannequin's ample bosom with a long, drawn out, rubbery creak of fantastically stretchy material.

"Her hair and tail made a fabulous hat and after lopping and stretching her arms and legs, we have excellent socks and gloves! The rest of her got made into the perfect bra for the SSBBW on the go! And the scraps got added to the cushion, so your bits and her bits get to mingle in the most farted-upon chair in Gold Springs! Congratulations, Panties! With one document and your legal signature, you've paved the way for progress to come to Gold Springs at last!"

"S-Sowwy Twex..." Bra whimpered.

"TUT TUT! It's called 'Panties' now." Cleo chided.

"Y-Y-Yush ma'am... Sowwy Pantiesh..." Bra meekly whined.

"That's better!" The hippo giggled, then left the display window.

"W-Wull... at leasht wu'll boff be togedder..." Panties sighed.

"W-Wunduh who'sh gonna b-b-b-buy ush...?" Bra pondered aloud.

A shadow cast over them both from outside.

Panties and Bra both turned their eyes up to the one looming over the display, both deluxe garments whimpering.