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Chapter 9 by Smelly Gal Smelly Gal

Windmill or accurate punches?!

Spin those arms! (End)

Texas had no time to think! WHO cared what she punched as long as it connected! Right? She spun her arms and closed her eyes as Armada got close, and her fist connected and hit! Was it working?! Texas smiled under the water and opened her eyes… and Armada was just looking at her as her fist did nothing… not even a scratch… they were too weak under the water… Armada grinned and Texas sweated she was laughing underwater. Texas knew it was useless and she needed air! She swam for the surface but her arms were grabbed by Armada who just pulled her down and grinned toothily as Texas struggled for air, she was dying! This couldn’t be the end! No…

As Texas eyes were getting heavy, she suddenly felt herself rocking to the surface?! Armada was helping her? Texas’s eyes widened in surprise, why was the bandit helping her… and why was she swimming up so fast… and why was she grinning? Uh oh… like the shark she is, Armada burst from the water, 20 feet into the air, April watched from her perched spot in horror as the shark grinned and turned mid air and pressed Texas right to her ass, before anyone could even think, the shark was now rocketing down towards the the ground, with her ass like a meteor, and Texas weakly on said ass, her eyes wide as she let out a small “Eeeeep!” And then they slammed into the ground, kicking up dirt and sand, April coughed high above “T-Texas! Y-you okay?” She yelled down, only to see Armada stand up and grin as she pelted the flat Texas off her ass “heh, she’s fine Fox… she’ll make a fine Ass rag at that…” She twisted the flattened Texas, making her squeak and all the water on her rag out, Armada then spread her out, grabbed ether ends, and shoved her between her ass cheeks and rubbed her back and forth along her ass crack and taint while grinning happily, April could only stare on in horror as her Sheriff and Friend was used as a towel, soaking up the water from the shark woman.

After Armada was done using Texas, she dropped the now soak Weasel towel between her ass cheeks before she looked up at the tied up April “Heh, I could go for a Fox towel along with a Weasel…” And April could only look on as Armada grinned… and the soaked towel form of Texas could only listen on as there fates were sealed… by a sharks ass…

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