She stays as Hilda's little baby (END)

"WAAAAAAH! WAAAAAAH!"

"Ahhh...Is my little baby fussing again?" Hilda cooed in concern, walking over to a small crib. Inside of it was a familiar weasel wearing nothing but a diaper, having a bib that says 'Momma's little girl' and small socks and mittens that fit her size to prevent her from moving around too much but also because they looked adorable to her. A diaper that looked almost similarly to Texas's shade of fur wrapped around her waist, almost making anyone miss it to see that she was naked.

A few weeks has passed since Texas's match against Hilda and since then, she has stayed to the point of thinking and acting like a little baby. Hilda's milk has truly worked, practically making Texas grow attached to her and thinks of her as her baby. To the point that Hilda decided to keep her around for a longer while.

"Aww...Here: Momma's special milk." Hilda picked up the baby-fied weasel and slowly took off her iron breast plate, which made her perk up and instantly started drinking her nipple which made her yelp a bit. "Oh! Someone's really excited...Glad momma could really make you feel at home, Li'l weasel...I think I'm gonna start calling you that."

Texas--Li'l Weasel didn't bother answering her, sucking her breast to get more of that milk that she had grown to love. Hilda rock her new baby back and forth to make her ease up before hearing her nearby phone ringing, prompting her to walk over and pick it up from the nearby drawer.

"Yes...?" Hilda asked seductively, and listen thoroughly to the caller. "...Yes, I have her but she's still under the effects of my milk. It might take a whole month for her to recover for the next match...Though, I'll be sure to take good care of her..."

With that, she hangs up before looking over at her new child with a sigh, "Well guess you'll be stuck with me for a little longer till your match...But that's all the more good to keep you here...Maybe if we meet again in the next match, you'll wish to keep sucking more of my milk and better yet, I could make you a worker to have you extract your breast milk for the new Weasel Milk...Ah yes, as you start growing up, I'll be sure to make you one!"

She grew giddy, coming up with the sudden idea to keep that in mind. Li'l Weasel didn't seem to even care! She was no longer Texas Stanton, Sheriff of Gold Springs...

She was now Li'l Weasel, her momma's baby girl who just wants to keep drinking more of her milk.

THE END!