...to the swamp! (end)

April inhaled and winced. A fox does not belong in the swamp. Although her keen vulpine sense of smell made it easy to track down her target, she found it can just as easily be curse as well as a gift.

The thick mud made it difficult for her thin legs to navigate, mud and filth stained her fur. And worst of all, the thick, humid swamp air carried with it a stink that outright violated her sensitive nose. She was clearly not made to endure this environment, but despite this, she toiled through, determined to find the missing vixens, all she needed to do was follow the bad smell to its source.

She kept walking, the seemingly toxic air forcing her to close her eye. At this point, she didn’t even need to see. The best part about a particularly odorous target is that there are much easier to find, the worst part...was actually finding it.

…Deep in the swamp, Rakisha awoke from her slumber, the massive hippopotamus heaved her way out of them mud, she felt her belly bloat with the gasses of a well-digested meal and released a thunderous BRAAAAAP that could be heard within a mile radius, and could be smelled twice the distance. “That’s the third one this week!” she exclaimed, looking at her permanently ruined underwear, “but Gordo sure does cook a mighty fine bean cheese burrito”. April nearly hurled in her mouth, as she discovered the source of the swamp’s noxious gas.

As if she didn’t smell bad enough before, Rakisha’s steady diet of extra-large bean-cheese burritos, beef chili, and tacos, courtesy of her partner in crime, Senorita Gordita, practically gave her a new superpower of weaponized flatulence, but at the cost of many pairs of her favorite garments. The gargantuan pachyderm longed for the familiar feeling of fresh soft white cotton between her butt cheeks, and at that point, was ready to stuff the next soft thing she could find right in her crack…

...Then suddenly, her gaze was met but a small red fox that had unwittingly wandered into her swamp. Rakisha’s scowl slowly inverted into a wide, menacing smile, as a rather twisted idea sprung into her mind.

“Oh yess…. You’re a cute one, you’ll do just fine!”.

April struggled to hold her breath, only to break into a coughing fit, the powerful stench **** her every breath. And as she cleared her eyes, staring back at her was the grinning face of a hungry predator that looked like it just found an enticing meal.

A sense of dread instantly captivated April as she froze in place like a dear in headlights, her eyes, wide with fear. She eyed the slow movement of those massive hips, the heaviness of her thick thighs, as she was approached by this beast of fat and muscle. April felt faint, her body began to tremble, she could almost taste the hippo's underwear as the ever-present stench intensified. The thick swamp mud hampered the feet of the otherwise quick-footed vixen, so she knew there was no running from this. She had to talk her way out.

“Llll l.. look.. maam….. I..I don’t mean any troub-“

Before even a sentence was muttered, the vixen found her neck clasped by a set of thick meaty fingers. Rakisha lifted her by the neck and looked her her dead in the eye.

“ I heard that foxes have fine noses.. “ Rakisha began “we’ll I’ve got something for you to sniff!”

She shoved the small fox, face-first between her inner thighs and sat down, capturing April’s narrow head right underneath her oversized derriere. April screamed and pushed, amounting to nothing but a unintelligible muffled noise and a pair of furry arms sticking out from underneath the gigantic behind, futilely beating against the bulk . Rakisha let out a much smaller, but equally deadly fart, point blank onto the face of her subdued victim, and giggled as her twig-like arms slowly lost their strength. With her narrow face firmly planted between those cheeks, April was bombarded by deathly fumes far too strong for her a fox’s nose to handle.

Rakisha clenched her butt cheeks, squeezing the slender fox snuggly in place.

“you’re just my size!, a natural fit!” she exclaimed.

With April’s arms in one hand and her tail in the other, Rakisha pulled back and forth, and enjoyed the rest of the afternoon using her new soft furry butt floss.

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… A few hours later

Rakisha heaved her way to her old friend’s restaurant, and swung the door open. And joined the company of her fellow bandits, which included boars, badgers, and other hippo’s similar in physique to her. Even among these behemoths, Rakisha stood out in her size, there was no mistake who was the boss around here.

“Just in time chief! “ began Gordita, “ your extra-large bean cheese burrito is hot and ready!”

“Excellent!” replied Rakisha.

“Just try not to ruin another pair wouldya!”

“Speaking of which… check out my fancy new tail” Rakisha said as she spun around and revealed a long red-and-white fox tail sticking out of her behind.

“Found it in the swamp just this after noon!”

“NICE!, found mine just a few weeks ago, in the same swamp” replied Gordita, as she turned around, lifted her skirt, and revealed, a long white luxurious looking tail sticking out of crack, accompanied by a pair of small white paws. “this one is real nice, its soft, and fits just right between the cheeks!”

Rakisha took a seat next to a row of hippo’s each of them with a derriere far too large, for the stools they sat on top of , and each of them with a long furry tail sticking out of their bums.

“I tell ya chief, these are the best pair of undies I I’ve ever worn!” remarked one of her underlings.

…In the end, Deputy April did end up finding the missing foxes.

THE END.