It Has No Effect, So She Supersizes Butterscotch Instead

(Originally by Cheese111)

The witchdoctor had mistaken the foul stench in Roxxie's abode to be the kangaroo herself. But it smelled like the lion's share of it originated from the bandit's horse. With a curious and mischievous glance the cheetah approached Butterscotch. The large mare seemed a little uneasy at the sight of this eerie woman covered in trinkets.

"Careful there, doc. Ol' Butterscotch is in a mood lately." Roxxie warned, but Abra seemed undeterred.

"She be a beautiful horse." She commented, admiring the strength and power radiating off the mare. Butterscotch needed to be strong. Hauling a fat bandit like Roxxie around was no easy feat. The witchdoctor looked the stallion in her eyes. The horse huffed and bristled in return, growing more and more uncomfortable with the presence of the witchdoctor.

"It be fine, ya mighty beast. Little Abra here means you no harm." Her eyes seemed to glint with a strange aura and to Roxxie's surprise her horse relaxed. It seemed almost entranced by the cheetah's gaze.

"How did ya do that? I gotta have you around more often when Butterscotch is moody." She said jokingly.

"De spirits see potential in dis animal. Can I give her a little treat?" Abra asked the roo, holding up a sugar cube.

"Hahaha, sure. I reckon she ain't gonna get any fatter from that." Roxxie hollered, amused by the cheetah's politeness.

Emboldened by the kangaroo's words, Abra fishes two more sugar cubes from her robes, presenting them all to the horse. Butterscotch looked at them curiously at first. She couldn't tell how or what, but something seemed off about them. But her big belly soon overrode any hesitation and she slurped them all out of Abra's hand. The mare whinnied with glee, letting the witchdoctor pat her head. Abra struggled to keep her composure, the urge to laugh maniacally at her deed growing strong. She politely excused herself and prepared to leave.

"Where ya goin, doc? I thought you were gonna improve me so I can beat Texas once and for all." The confused roo asks. The cheetah thought fast and gave her an excuse. "De spirits need time to attune your body. Sleep well tonight and by tomorrow you will be unstoppable."

Roxxie just gave a half-hearted nod. She wanted to crush Texas today. But she had no idea how these crazy concoctions are supposed to work, so waiting a day is what it would take. She let the witchdoctor out, pondering for a moment if she should keep Abra hostage, just in case she'd been trying to trick her. But as the thought passed her mind the cheetah snapped around and stared her in the eye. Either she had amazing timing or she knew what the roo was thinking. It was unsettling either way and Roxxie could do without having the cheetah in her house.

The moment Abra was out of sight of Roxxie's lair she ran as fast as she could. Her magic would kick in soon, and she didn't want to be anywhere close to it when it happened. If her hunch was correct, this was going to decimate that stupid little town and possibly a few more.

The kangaroo bandit sat back in her chair, patting her belly and wondering how she'd notice the potion's effects first. She glanced over to Butterscotch, who seemed calm. But something was off about the horse. The roo couldn't place it immediately, but things didn't seem right. Her face turned red at the thought of Abra having done something to hurt her horse. But then Butterscotch lets out a short whinny and grows six inches taller before the roo's eyes. A few seconds later another whinny paired with more growth. Roxxie quickly opens the pen and pulls her horse outside. She had no idea when this would stop, but she didn't want her horse to hurt herself by bursting through the roof. She also kinda preferred her lair not to be destroyed by her horse growing huge.

Butterscotch whinnied loudly, growing faster and faster. She cleared the last door just moments before her butt would've become too big to fit. She looked at her frightened owner as the roo got more and more puny. The strange taste of those sugar cubes should've tipped her off immediately, but the horse's sweet tooth got the better of her judgment. Both horse and bandit wondered when this would end. It took a considerable amount of time but when Butterscotch had finally stopped growing she stood tall enough to see Gold Springs in the far distance. She looked down to see the bandit and gave the closest thing a horse has to a chuckle. Roxxie Roo was downright tiny, no more than a mouthful for the mare. Her words were barely decipherable anymore, but she seemed upset.

It was then that Butterscotch realized one of her hooves was planted right in the middle of the roo's lair, demolishing it completely. The destruction awoke something in the horse. She looked over to the distant town again and felt a malicious urge to go there. But first she wanted to deal with the kangaroo.