Texas can't break the spell

Texas put every ounce of willpower and conviction in her to try and break the spell forcing her to kiss her worst enemy's ass. A fight between these lowlifes would be a perfect opportunity to escape, if only she could just pull away from Roxxie's gas spewing rear...

"Hey that there puny weasel still owes me! I should be the one gettin' her!" Annabelle huffed and stomped her huge foot on the stage, splintering the floorboard with her immense weight. She was always dying to get Texas as a permeant part of the Crushed Weasel, it was her namesake after all.

Roxxie grinned at the large bovine, not one to backdown from trying to claim her favorite cushion. "Make me!" She said and ripped a particularly rank, loud fart that felt like it fried some part of Texas's brain from the sheer stink. Suddenly her eyes fluttered, gaining control over some part of her for the first time. Her heart leapt as she tried to **** herself to stand, this was her best chance!

Unfortunately for the sheriff her mind was still firmly under Abra's control, even Roxxie's noxious butt blasts didn't seem to be quite enough to snap her out of the trance. So when Annabelle charged forward and threw the first punch, Texas simply stayed kneeling and kissing the kangaroo's fat ass. Roxxie dropped her massive behind to the ground to duck her opponents attack, the weasel instantly becoming flattened and spread across her wide sweaty cheeks as if she was soft clay. SQUUUISH! She then retaliated with a kick from both of her powerful legs which made the even bulky cow fly off stage and crash onto a table.

This only served to piss Annabelle off further as she growled and charged back onto the stage, the rowdy patrons all cheering on the fight. Using her superior weight she tackled Roxxie causing the both of them to roll across the floor of the bar. Texas was stuck in the middle of all this and so was crushed beneath both of their hefty weights while they fought. She peeled from one filthy ass back to the next as they rolled around, or to their very ample bosoms and stomachs. And still she was stuck kissing and sniffing their asses due to the spell. By the end of the fight even if she could regain control of her own body, it was far too squashed from all the pressure to be of any use. Aside from as a seat cushion or door mat of course.

Worst of all for Texas regardless who won the fight, she would still be losing... Does Roxxie Roo or Annabelle claim Texas? Or does someone else from the crowd take this chance to snatch her?