The Same Place Jacks Had Been Keeping April!

Jacks happily rode back into the little hideout her gang had set up for themselves, consisting of a few sheds, and quite a nice stable for all their stolen livestock. The bunny happily waved and greeted her gang as she rode in, bouncing her butt excitedly in the saddle as she led her horse into the stable and dismounted. Instantly a few of her subordinates were there to deal with her horse, taking the reigns and leading it into one of the stalls, but Jacks was already on the move again, whistling happily as she walked down to the very last stall, a jumbo-sized enclosure that seemed custom built and added on to the already completed stables sometime recently. Pushing open the massive doors the room was revealed, and the bunny bandit smiled at the sight of April right where she left her, pinned under the ass of a morbidly obese cow, only her head sticking free and being gassed mercilessly every other second.

"Y-you won't get away with this!!" April screamed a little manically, apparently having been stuck in this scenario for at least a day. "Texas will come for me! Just you wait and see!!"

Jacks just chuckled to herself, shaking her head a little and shaking her hips, enjoying the almost imperceptible squishing noises that came from within her ass.

"Well, you're not wrong on that count, foxy! But I'm afraid she's already come for you, and... well... it ended about as you'd expect." The rabbit reached back, then dug deep between her cheeks and slowly extracted the folded-up weasel from her ass crack, sticky with butt sweat and other, nastier substances. With a flap of her hand, Jacks unfurled Texas, revealing the completely sickened-looking sheriff, dazed, disgusted and disoriented. April gasped in fear, while Smiling Jacks just grinned wider.

"I don't really know what to do with myself! I'm like the dog that caught the carriage! I needed you cause I wanted Texas out of the way, foxy, but look! I've got both of you! Mmmm! Life couldn't be sweeter!" She grinned, dropping the sheriff next to her deputy, Texas crumpling up like paper. "There's a big, BIG bounty on both o' yer heads. I'm more than a bit tempted to get all my animals an' have them butt-slam you one by one. By the end of it you'd just be smelly little smears on the floor, an' the mayor would pay me handsomely... But I think I could put you two to better use. You've caused me so much trouble, after all, I think it's only fair you repay the favour..."

"Y'see, this enclosure wasn't built fer old Besse there." She says, Besse punctuating that sentiment by letting out another foul fart onto April. "This was built t' house the mother o' all rustlin' rewards... the big one... the grand prize! Y'see, a rancher round these parts by the name o' Patty Porker raises the best an' biggest darn pigs this side o' the west, but her prize pig, Priscilla? She's worth her weight in gold! An' seeing how she's about five times the size of Besse there, that's a lotta gold. Problem is that Patty don't take kindly to rustlers, an' all the girls I've sent ain't come back. I don't wanna waste more good talent when they're likely just gonna end up as piggy butt-plugs, but it seems like I've got two expendable little volunteers right here... So how 'bout a little wager, girls? Steal Priscilla for me, an' you don't end up with a terminal case of being squashed out of existence. Interested...?"

The flattened Texas, who was slowly starting to re-inflate, glanced at April, pinned and suffering, then glanced back at Jacks, ready to give her answer.