Go For The Gun!

(Originally by Cheese111)

Texas was seething with anger. Not only had she let Diamond completely catch her off-guard, she didn't even see his obvious tricks from a mile away. Just because he had a cute smile. And he wanted to feed her to a machine and press her into a condom? The indignity alone set the weasel's blood ablaze. And then Roxxie. Of all the bandits in the west, he was working together with her?! Not just working together, it sounded like they were lovers. The weasel felt a scratch of jealousy amidst the anger as the slobby kangaroo had managed to snag someone as appealing as the cat. She wasn't going to let all of this stand unpunished. Her gun was close, and so was her vengeance. They could admire each other from separate jail cells! With both bandits moving around to find their quarry the weasel quickly dashed towards her gun. She pulled it from its holster and pointed it at Diamond.

"Freeze, varmint!" the weasel yelled. The cat froze in his tracks, looking somewhat fearfully at the angry weasel pointing a gun at him. Texas glanced around a little to see where Roxxie had wandered off to, but Diamond grabbed her attention by letting out a small burp.

"Shut yer hole, bandit! Ah'm gonna enjoy watchin you wither in jail."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that." The cat replied, a sly grin creeping onto his face.

Before the sheriff could decipher the meaning of his words a strong arm came up from behind her and grabbed the weasel's arm, yanking it to the side. Roxxie growled a little as she used her overwhelming strength to squeeze Texas' arm. With a pained yelp the weasel dropped her gun and shortly thereafter the roo's other arm curled around her neck. The kangaroo bandit lifted the weasel up a little, pressing the back of the sheriff's head against her soft breasts and letting the weasel squirm. She looked up to Diamond, who was ready to make the weasel sorry for threatening him. He ran towards his love, jumping at her and turning his butt towards Roxxie, squashing the weasel in the middle.

The kangaroo bandit thrust herself forward a little to brace for her lover's impact and she delighted in hearing the weasel's body squish between them. They both chuckled as Diamond blew a fart over the flattened weasel before Roxxie finally peeled the sheriff off her gut and handed her over to the cat. Texas was too dazed from the squashing and the gas to put up any kind of fight.

"Right, since you want to play it that way, let's not waste any more time." He said, walking towards the old coin press. He folded the weasel's stretched out body double so she would fit on the conveyor belt again and placed her right in front of the machine. The bandit held her down as the sheriff felt the first few rollers catch onto her toes and pull them into the mechanism. The machine whirred and churned with industrial vigor. Mechanical grinding and creaking sounded as it pulled the squishy weasel into its inner workings. The steady thrum of the engine began to sputter as the coin press had to work with this new material. It chugged for a minute until the noise finally cleared. Roxxie and Diamond stood on the other side, eager to see the results. They both nearly fell over laughing as a single brown disk emerged.

"Really, we can only squeeze a single rubber outta you? Ah whatever, It's all the protection we're gonna need." Diamond boasted.

"Oh, you think you only want to go once?" Roxxie retorted with a big smirk. She already knew his answer, but she loved hearing him say it anyway.

"We'll wash her out between rounds. This weasel ain't goin anywhere until we're done with her." The cat said proudly, picking up the stamped weasel and putting her in his vest pocket. He guides his lover along to the mint's floor to the old office, now refurbished into a bedroom. Along the way he grabs a bucket of water for the weasel. Roxxie gasps as they enter the spacious office. Against the back wall was a reinforced bed big enough for both the chubby roo and her wide-bottomed stud. He put the weasel on the end table and they both quickly stripped bare. If the squashed weasel still had any movement left in her, it would be spent wincing at the disgusting display. Roxxie was breathing deeply already and her lover's manhood was quickly rising up at the sight of the naked bandit. They weren't going to wait another minute.