Stay hidden! (End)

"Come onnn, Texas! Just come out and I swear things won't be THAT bad!" Zirona shouted, starting to get impatient with her quarry.

Texas didn't move an inch. There was no way the effects of Zirona's rattle could reach her from here, right? Texas had faced her before and knew that the hypnotic sound had a limited range. She was confident that all she had to do was stay put and she'd be fine. Zirona was totally bluffing! R-right!?

What Texas failed to realize though, was that she'd never really fought Zirona indoors. Especially not in a metal factory where, currently, the machinery and workers weren't making a peep. After a little bit of glaring and scanning the room, Zirona let out a sigh. "Well sheriff, I was gonna go easy on you if you'd just come out. Being my toy isn't gonna be nearly as bad as what Miss Gildegarden is going to put you through. I'm a woman of my word though, so have fun with that."

Zirona's rattle began to shake, and the sound reverberated through the factory! Every worker in the area went stiff as they heard the sound that had ensnared them all in the first place. Texas' eyes went wide when she felt that rattle echoing in her head. It drowned out her thoughts, making it hard to do anything other than just listen to the rattle. Her eyes briefly flashed with spirals, but Texas valiantly fought to keep control of her own mind! She had to get away, she realized. She just had to sneak away before...b-before...

It was too late. Zirona knew better than to assume one shake would be enough for Texas. Her rattle shook again, pounding Texas' brain with even more of that mesmerizing sound! It was nearly impossible for Texas to think over all the rattle...rattle...rattle...

The spirals didn't fade from her eyes now, and Texas could barely keep herself from falling over with how dizzy the noise made her. A third round of rattles did the trick though, and Texas' mind fell completely silent, drowned out by that wonderful, hypnotic sound.

"Alrighty, Tex! If you can hear me, stand up and show yourself!" Zirona called out. Unable to refuse her, the hypnotized Texas trudged out, looking as mindless as the workers around her. With a sly grin, Zirona gave the weasel her orders. "Alright, Tex. I want you to march right up to Miss Gildegarden's office and confess to breaking her stuff and harassing the floor manager! Then let her punish you however she darn well pleases!"

And with that, Texas set off, trudging through the factory in her dizzy state. She almost fell on the stairs several times as she made her way up to Rivercrest’s office, though she didn’t even really seem to register that it had happened!

A short, chubby sheep lady sat at a desk outside of Rivercrest’s office, typing away on her typewriter. Though she straightened right up when she saw Texas walking towards her. “Oh! Sheriff Stanton! Miss Gildegarden has been waiting for...o-oh...I see you’ve been to Human Resources already. W-well uh...g-go right on in!”

Texas hardly paid the cute sheep any mind as she trudged up to the door and swung it open. As was to be expected at this point, a wave of stench washed over her, but in her current state she hardly even noticed it! The sheep girl was quick to close the doors behind Texas though, gagging while she did so.

In the room, Texas saw Rivercrest at her desk, resting her chin on one hand and smiling smugly as she dangled her pocket watch in front of April. April was on her knees, and the puddle of drool in front of her showed that they had been at this for a while. Upon noticing Texas though, Rivercrest perked up from her daydreaming. “Oh! Sheriff Stanton! I didn’t expect to see you so soon. And I see you’ve spoken to Miss Zirona already! I trust you two had a civil conversation?”

Spurred on by her commands, Texas ignored Rivercrest’s remarks and droned out, “I destroyed one of yer machines and attacked the floor manager too...” And as soon as she said it, Texas’ free will snapped back to her. A mixed blessing as now her brain could properly register the contained fox stink in the room, and then fell to her knees retching and gasping for clean air, only to take in more of Rivercrest’s stench!

Rivercrest’s smile gave the slightest twitch, but even behind her calm exterior, Texas could FEEL the malice coming from her. “Ah...you damaged my factory. That’s going to set us back at least two days to repair the machinery and let Miss Roo recover. Sheriff, I do not enjoy when people come into my factory and intentionally set us behind schedule like this.” Rivercrest stood up from her office chair, which of course had been specially sized to fit her fat, sweaty ass. “I think you’ll have to personally pay me back for the damages you have incurred on my property. Don’t worry though, I do believe I have the perfect way for you to do so!”

Texas was still on her knees struggling to breathe as Rivercrest calmly walked up to her. Briefly, she remembered what Roxie had said about the fox being uncivilized, and she realized she was about to meet that side of Rivercrest firsthand. And said side was specifically her backside. Once again, Texas found herself faced with Rivercrest’s enormous rear end, which was just dripping sweat all over the floor. The horrid smell burned her nose like crazy. It was even worse than it smelled when this had happened to her when they first met!

“Ah, I see you’ve noticed that my office chair tends to make my rear end a tad warm. It is leather after all, so it doesn’t breathe very well. Luckily, I think I’ve found a cushion for it that breathes quite a fair bit! Well, for now that is...” Rivercrest taunted before her swampy ass slammed right down on Texas’ head! Her immense weight easily squashed Texas into the floor and her cheeks molded the weasel to perfectly fit! Texas began to shriek, especially since her nose ended up right in Rivercrest’s crack. Her aim had been dead on...just how many times had she done this to people!? The noxious odor was slowly sapping Texas’ will to live...had Rivercrest ever bathed a day in her life!? It sure as hell didn’t seem like it!

Rivercrest let out a satisfied sigh and ribbed her ass around a bit to make sure that her new, suffering cushion really did fit her wide load’s dimensions right. Then, she stood up and sauntered back over to her chair as though she hadn’t just crushed another person with her ass. Once she sat down, Texas realized just how right Rivercrest was about the leather. She was splashed right down into a pool of putrid sweat that the vixen had left on the seat! The awful fluid drenched her body and the smell permeated her fur. Of course, things were still going to get worse...

“Ah yes, I forgot to mention...I had a rather large breakfast this morning. Enjoy!” Texas only started screaming louder when she realized what was coming. She was **** to get out of there, blindly hoping that if she begged enough from beneath the fox’s ass that she would be shown mercy! But alas, Rivercrest had no mercy for people who damaged her precious property.

The smell was every bit as nightmare inducing as Texas remembered. Hot, rotten, tinged with the stench of spoiled meat and sulfur. It was so unbelievably lethal that Texas’ body pretty much refused to let her breathe! Each tiny inhale was met with a bout of pained **** as Texas struggled to get air in her lungs, even as putrid as that air was. The sheer stench was suffocating her, and at the same time the overwhelming sensory overload was melting her poor abused mind! This at least had the side effect of making breathing easier. Each mind-obliterating whiff of fox farts she took damaged her brain further, making it send fewer signals telling her body to reject what it could only assume was poison from how vile it was. By the time Rivercrest thought to let out a second fart, Texas had been broken.

And that would have been the end of her suffering were it not for that damn watch.

Each and every time Rivercrest heard Texas stop ****, whimpering, and screaming, she would simply stand up and swing her watch before the eyes of the mindfucked weasel. Each and every time she was **** to be fully cognizant again only to be reintroduced to olfactory hell. Brutal didn’t even begin to describe the treatment Texas received. Each day was met with sweat and stink, each night her brain was plagued with vile nightmares of Rivercrest’s odors. There was no rest. And the fact that Texas could never faint or break...meant she had to listen to each and every meeting Rivercrest had with her new allies...including April! She was powerless to stop the vixen from turning tens of thousands if not hundreds of thousands of people into nothing more than flattened and mindbroken products. And she could do nothing as Gold Springs was morphed from the dusty town she loved into a metropolis that existed under Rivercrest’s oppressive and nasty boot heel. She served as a message to others about what happened to those who continually tried to resist her...and she was a damn effective message at that.