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Chapter 8 by Pringle Pringle

But how?

Run at her head on! Screw the plan! (End)

Texas decided to throw caution to the wind as she ripped off her dress, revealing her usual sheriff-like clothes underneath, before running up the stairs that lead to her target.

Which WAS a sound plan until she was spotted by the bodyguards, who quickly responded, as the fox threw out a lasso that wrapped round the weasel, before she yanked on it and pulled her in, where she was greeted by the massive sweaty ass of the wolfish guard, where she ended up being trapped betwixt the gargantuan glutes of the lycanthrope.

Brat had stopped her speech awhile ago to just to confusedly glare at the weasel who was now stuck in her guards ass, before she shrugged.

“Hm, well that was quite an incompetent assassin wasn’t it? I suppose now she’s an ASSassin.”

Chuckled the rabbit as most of her guests also began to laugh at the joke, as Brat gestured for her guard to just get rid of the sheriff, which the wolf did, as she leaned forwards, her ass bended towards the open window in the roof of the estate, before she let out a fart, so powerful, it launched Texas into the sky! She was flying for about a minute before she fell into...Smiling Jacks ranch-!? The weasel tried to get up but she was stuck in some mud, oh no...she was in the pigs pen, she panicked to look for an exit but it was too late for her, as two mounds of pink porky ass came crashing down on her and flattened her, letting out a nasty fart afterwards...Tex was never saw again.

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