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Chapter 5 by WallyMackFig WallyMackFig

The Alluring Options...

The Girls.

The sweet smell of high-proof Absinthe wafted about the weasel as she felt her head spin from that potent stuff. The liquor was hitting HARD, giving the sheriff a light case of hiccups as she smiled and leaned forward towards Lucy's ample cleavage. Texas could see just how much this drink was making her slump and struggle to stay upright, as she looked into the richly decorated gold mirror in front of them. While she was able to get a good view of Lucy's bountiful backside through the reflection posed in the mirror, she was also able to see the other assortment of curvy beauties lounging around, laying on the bannister and couches of the boudoir. The first mad idea in Texas's head was what she went with...

"Wayell, I guess I just can't quite shcoose! -hic!- But, lemme t-tell ya, I bet I c-could wrangle me plenty of theesh hushies!"

That little twinge of an insult got Lucy's eyes widening as the rest of the brothel took notice to the drunken, belligerent weasel who had just blurted out one hell of a brag from her lone barstool. The curvaceous skunk leaned in on the bar, smelling the odor of anise liquor on Texas's breath and winking to the slowly forming crowd of girls who had gotten up from their other clients and surrounded the sheriff.

"Mmmm, I think for that little barb, the girls here are going to have some fun with you gratis...I certainly look forward to hearing how many of them you were able to 'wrangle', dearest sheriff..."

As the shadow of the girls grew over Texas, she snapped to attention as she looked in the mirror and saw the crowd of grinning skunkettes. As Texas turned towards the crowd, that particularly muscular skunk girl from the overlook landed a powerful right hook onto the drunken sheriff. The smash of the fist into her face sobered the weasel up immediately, and as she felt hands grab onto her, she realized that she had a split second of decision-making to do in order to make her escape, or to even pose a fighting chance against the dozen of thick skunk women who surrounded her.

How does Texas respond?

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