Texas is gummified

Texas's eyes fluttered as her brain fizzled from the might of Molly's spell. She could feel her skin tingling, her body chemistry being molded and warped. Suddenly, as quickly as it came, the magic seemed to simply peter out, leaving her panting and sweating on the ground. She definitely felt different, but she wasn't sure what had changed. She assumed that Molly was going to apply the same type of mind controlling hex she applied to April, but she still had her wits about her.

"Confused?" Molly asked with a coy smirk. "Look down at your hands, sheriff"

Texas blinked and slowly raised her trembling hands up to her face. She couldn't quite describe what she saw. They appeared normal at first glance, but upon closer inspection she could see a subtle sheen on her fur, as though it were pressed flat onto the skin. Looking down at her arms, she was surprised to see that they were unnaturally smooth, lacking even the slightest hint of roughness or texture. It was as though she were a cartoon character who had been robbed of their outline.

Texas swallowed, a feeling of unease washing over her as she looked up at Molly's grinning mug. She winced as the sinister rat licked her chops, her eyes filled with a bad intentions. Texas wasn't the type to flee, but this time she couldn't ignore the dread building in her gut. She whirled around, intending to grab April by the arm and run to fight another day, but instead fell flat onto her face. In her panic, she hadn't noticed that her legs had begun sagging and molding into each other like melting silly putty. The rest of her body followed suit, slowly compressing itself into a thick brown paste while Molly watched on with an amused smile.

"Impressed? It took me ages to master this spell, you know" Molly said proudly. Texas's eyes widened as the rat raised her foot. She wasn't given time to plead for mercy before it was brought down onto her doughy new form. Texas gagged as her body yielded to the rat's weight, forming a perfect mold around the her filthy foot. She could feel the crushing weight, could taste the years old dirt and sweat, and could smell the rat's natural gut-turning stench. It felt as though every nerve, organ, and muscle had been melded together, resulting in her experiencing a multiple sensations all at once.

The worst was yet to come though. Toying with the sheriff's malleable body quickly grew boring and Molly decided to turn things up a notch. She removed her foot from Texas's body, laughing at the perfect footprint that was left behind. She peeled the sheriff from the ground, squeezing and molding her into a perfect sphere no larger a softball. Then, without warning, she tossed the screaming weasel directly into her mouth and began chewing on her like a giant wad of gum.

Words couldn't describe the agony Texas experienced at that moment. Beyond the obvious pain Molly's powerful teeth brought her, she was **** to endure the rat's horrid breath lingering all around her. She could do nothing about it as she was ground up by Molly's molars, her gummy body being playfully batted about by the rat's giant tongue. Wanting nothing more than to further taunt the sheriff, Molly shoved her against her cheek in order to speak.

"You know, I always thought someone with your reputation would be more salty and savory" she said with a smirk. "You're a lot sweeter than expected, Texas. A bit tangier too. Kind of like cinnamon candy"

Texas could only whimper at the rat's musings. She appreciated the momentary reprieve from being chewed up but it didn't last long as Molly's tongue brought her back to the center of her mouth for further torment. While Molly was enjoying her delicious victory over her long time foe, Deputy April was finally coming to. Once her mission to ambush Texas was complete, the hex enthralling her was lifted. She looked around in confusion, her brain still in the process of catching her up to speed.

She froze in place, her heart catching in her throat as her gaze landed on the enormous backside of the dreaded spellcaster Molly. Normally the sight of that giant ass would spell immediate doom for those unfortunate to be behind it, but Molly took no notice to the fear struck fox as she continued toying with the sheriff. April couldn't see what was happening from where she sat, but judging by the loud smacking and chewing noses coming from Molly, it wasn't anything she wanted to be a part of. Slowly, carefully, the deputy slowly crawled her way over to the exit while keeping a watchful eye on Molly.

'Alright... calm down, April. It's all fine,' she thought to herself. 'I don't know how I got here but it doesn't matter. All I gotta do is head back to the station and get Texas. She'll know what to...'

Her thoughts trailed off as the imagine of Texas entered her mind. Suddenly, her head was awashed with memories, from her leaving for patrol and getting captured by Molly, to the hours long **** session Molly inflicted onto her, to Texas coming to her aid. That last memory raised the most important memory of them all: where was Texas? Looking back at Molly, her eyes slowly widened it began to dawn on her what that chew noise was. Her partner was being used like gum!

A righteous anger bubbled in the deputy where it clashed with her survival instincts. She was no fool. She knew that there was no way she had any chance against someone like Molly, especially not by herself. If Texas couldn't stand up to her, what chance did SHE have? She wrestled with her emotions, her desire to save her friend weighed against her desire to flee.