She Decides To Go After Roxxie To Put A Stop To Her Heist.

(Originally by Capn Crunch)

Texas rushed out of Roxxie's house, still sore from the squashing she'd willingly experienced earlier. Her entire body reeked of her nemesis' ass, especially her face and torso. As the sheriff jogged weakly each breath reminded her of the depraved things she did while under Penelope's spell. The scent of Roxxie's sphincter was smeared into her nose. Her strides grew stronger and faster, fueled by her mounting anger and humiliation. She intended to take Roxxie down and then put her and that wicked enchantress away for a long time.

What Texas failed to realize was the effect of Roxxie's proximity on her hypnosis. After trudging through town and receiving a fair amount of gawks at the odor radiating from her sweat and fart soaked body, Texas spied the bandit's unmistakeable posterior as Roxxie hopped The Crushed Weasel. Texas hesitated. She wasn't sure if she was prepared to defend herself in a saloon full of thugs who would all love to use the sheriff as a cushion. She pondered the situation for a moment and decided the best course of action was to wait for Roxxie to finish her business and leave the establishment. She found a few barrels to hide behind and concealed herself for her stakeout.

Roxxie Roo emerged confidently from The Crushed Weasel after a little less than a half hour carrying an unmarked wooden crate. Texas had recuperated a bit behind the barrels, and wasted no time to sneak into position downwind of her enemy. However, as she moved closer and reached for her pistol Texas' senses once again picked up on Roxxie's musky funk. Texas had intelligently positioned herself downwind in order to keep her own odor (that Roxxie had given her) hidden, but this may have backfired as the roo's swampy ass fumes now travelled straight to her. She faltered briefly, and found herself moving towards Roxxie's humongous rear while taking deep inhales with her nose. She shook her head and tried to refocus herself, but the hypnosis was triggered once again by the wafting stench of the criminal's backside. Texas stopped in her tracks. She could feel a budding desire to return to Roxxie's rump and feel her soft bulbous cheeks around her muzzle. Slowly she realized her predicament. The hypnosis was reactivating as she got closer to Roxxie!

Texas immediately looked away from Roxxie's butt and strained to overcome the foreign desires now flowing through her mind. She had managed to take physical control of her body and began to turn and walk away from the awful but savory aroma, but just as she did Roxxie arched her back and scrunched her face.

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Roxxie sighed in relief as a bubbly and most likely wet fart slapped its way out of her behind. Texas' eyes went wide and she tried to cover her nose before the wind brought the cloud of gas to her. It turns out that...