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What happens during her patrol? Does she get back to April in one piece to see if she can address her properly?
Texas enquires about crimes at the nearest store.
Texas enters the nearest store to enquire about any crimes in the area.
Pushing her way through the door, the weasel finds herself in a small shop full of oddities from across the globe. Looking around in aw and whisky as some items that catch her eye.
A deep yet seductive voice rings out at her from the counter " well looky here. If it ain't sheriff Stanton. And what may I ask has peaked your fancy today?"
Texas, startled by the 6" 3' bovine's question. "O-oh ummmmm..." She meekly replies.
"Cow got your tongue?" The cow retorts.
Taken back Texas taken back by the figure standing before her, staring back at her with a wicked grin. A cow tall, kinda chubby with wide pear hips and a bust equally as breathe taking as they are large. Wearing a tight form fitting skirt and tshirt. Her large brown eyes starring deep into the weasel.
"Oh..uh.. I-i... was just coming to see if you may have any information about criminal behaviour as of late" Texas replied. Unable to remove her gaze from daisy's form.
Daisy leans forward across the counter. "I might but the information isn't free. But if you want to discuss business we'd best move it to my office... It's more 'private'.
Texas nodding in agreeance. The cow lifts a finger and points to the door to her left. "Over there's my office. Take a seat while I close the shop" Bessy says sternly.
The weasel walks to the office and has a seat on a chair in front of a desk. Faint sounds of doors locking and and curtains being pulled can be heard before the bombshell bovine returns to the office and closes the door locking it behind her. She saunters over to the desk before leaning her plump posterior against it and leans back. Looking down at the seated weasel.
"So... You want information huh? Well if be willing to take for a price. See you need something aaaand I'm of course more than willing to help you but I'm going to need some assistance myself.
The cow looking down at the large bulge in her pelvic region. The outline of a massive pair of balls and sheathed member eye level with Texas.
Texas gulps. "Makes sense so far..."
"So Tex, are willing to make a deal?"
Does Texas strike a deal or make a break for it?
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Adventures of Texas
Tales from Gold Springs
Gold Springs is a town of anthro animals in the middle of the wild west. Once a profitable gold mining town, it has fallen to corruption and banditry. Follow the adventures of the town's weasel sheriff, Texas, as she and her deputy April try to bring back law and order to Gold Springs, fighting fat and smelly villains who want nothing more than to squash and gas our heroes into paste. This is a fetish story, and while it will mostly be focused on themes such as squashing, flattening, gassing and some scat, really any fetish except gore is welcome here. However, if those main fetishes offend you, do not read this interactive. Bad ends are MORE than welcome. This story was originally available on Writing.com. Where possible, the original chapter authors have been credited.
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