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"Oi, quit your whining Tex! I'm keeping the sun off of ya! You should be thanking me..."
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Texas had found herself in another terrible predicament, Roxxie had once again got the upper hand on her.

Texas was asked to guard a stagecoach that was filled with at least twenty pounds of gold, it destination was another town. It was going to be traded for food and some resources and the only person they could trust with this job was the strong sheriff herself, Texas Stanton.

It was another humid and disgustingly hot summer day, the sun beat down on the stagecoach and the sheriff who stood beside it closely. Texas found herself sweating, an inhumanly amount. She would at times take off her hat and wipe off her forehead and looked around her surroundings. Just dirt, sand, a few cactuses her and there. What also caught her attention was some cattle being herded around, with some of them dropping and not able to move. Texas would have loved to help, but she knew what her duty was, and that was protecting the stagecoach from any neerdowells. As she was about to take off her hat another time, almost on cue she heard loud thumps coming from behind. She darted around to see what it was coming, and of course it was Roxxie, hopping at full speed towards them.

"'Ah knew this wouldn't be easy..." Texas moaned as she signaled the driver to speed up and go without her.

Roxxie slammed on the ground in front of the smaller weasel, towering over her, glaring down at her.

"Move Tex, don't make me go through you..." Roxxie paused "On second thought, stay right there, I'mma beat the stuffin outta ya!"

"Not happenin Roxxie, best head back now, before I whoop 'yer butt" Texas stood, holding her ground showing Roxxie, she wouldn't back down.

"Oi! You always like doing it the fun way Tex, that's why I like ya!" Roxxie roared with laughter, Texas was still scaling her opponent, trying to show that all her attention was on her, which was her first and final mistake.

Roxxie's tail had made its way near Texas's leg, before Texas could say "Oh Shit!" it was far to late as the tail wrapped itself around her ankle. With great force Roxxie was easily able to swing the defenseless sheriff, causing her to crash to the ground. Roxxie didn't stop there as she continued her assault, slamming her on the ground back and forth. Texas found herself with each slam she was getting weaker and weaker, the blazing hot sun beating down on her rag doll body.

Roxxie did grow tired of this though, as she let the pounded weasel dangle from her tail. In front of her was Texas, covered in dirt and sand, with her jacket dangling off of her and rips in her jeans.

"Ya know Tex, that's a good look for ya!" Roxxie snorting with each laugh.

"But, I ain't done yet..." Roxxie said as she threw Texas to the ground. Texas was to weak to move, she looked to her left to see if there was anything she could use to her advantage, but no luck, just more sand.

"Oi! Tex! Over here stupid!" Roxxie called out.

Texas looked back to see the humongous sweaty, dirt covered soles of the kangaroo bandit. She had no time to react as the huge foot slammed down on her, sweat splashing off of her foot and drenching the crushed weasel. Her foot stunk like the foulest of cheeses, and rotten eggs. Roxxie continued the punishment as she moved her feet about, making sure she was getting the full treatment.

"Thanks, for being my rug Tex! I needed the foot rub down!" Roxxie laughed

The roo's massive weight started to crush Texas's head, causing it go incredibly thin like a piece of paper, with an imprint of Roxxie's foot around Texas's head. With each passing moment, the amount of perspiration from the roo's foot started to cause a small puddle around the Texas's face. Roxxie decided enough was enough and released the sheriff from her foot prison. When she looked down she couldn't help but laugh as her head was no where to be seen, but instead was a dirty puddle with hair sticking out of it.

Roxxie grabbed ahold of Texas's hair and slammed her body on a nearby rock. Roxxie looked down at the beaten and battered sheriff, smiling mischievously.

"Awww, Tex you look hot, here let me get you out of this blistering heat, and cool ya off..."

With that Roxxie slammed her massive ass down on Texas, covering her whole body, while her feet tried to dangle about. Her arms sank into her butt cheeks like if they were a pillow. Her face was wedged deeply between her crack, and her face was being squished by both sides, she did have a little room to breathe though, with a little air pocket in her butt cheeks. Texas did try to struggle, but with the roo's immense weight she was promptly stuck. Each passing moment, Texas could feel herself getting thinner and thinner, being crushed by the kangaroo's ass.

"Oi! Tex! You still are sweating quite a bit, let me cool you off!"

Roxxie grunted for a moment, and before Texas knew it a barrage of noxious gas erupted from Roxxie's ass, slamming right into the poor weasels face. It didn't end there, with more grunts and strains Roxxie let loose more thunderous farts. Each one getting worse then the last. All Texas could do was whimper, if she were to open her mouth to scream she would only get a mouth full of roo gas.

"Oi Tex! You make a really good fart cushion! I don't smell a thing!" Roxxie busted of laughing while still shooting of barrage after barrage of farts.

After a good ten minutes of torture the kangaroo girl hopped off the rock and took a look back. There was Texas, completely laid flat against the rock, her face covered in a green tint, with stars flying around her head.

"Treats ya right! Now if I hurry I can catch up to that money..."

Roxxie leapt away towards the direction of the stagecoach leaving the defeated and flattened sheriff on the rock. Texas started to cough and gag as green gas escaped from her mouth. Texas was hoping she would reflate soon, worrying about if some other bandits strolled on by and took advantage or worse, Roxxie came back... ..
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Roxxie is owned by me, Texas is owned by picture is done by . Go give him your money.

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"Oi, quit your whining Tex! I'm keeping the sun off of ya! You should be thanking me..."
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Texas had found herself in another terrible predicament, Roxxie had once again got the upper hand on her.

Texas was asked to guard a stagecoach that was filled with at least twenty pounds of gold, it destination was another town. It was going to be traded for food and some resources and the only person they could trust with this job was the strong sheriff herself, Texas Stanton.

It was another humid and disgustingly hot summer day, the sun beat down on the stagecoach and the sheriff who stood beside it closely. Texas found herself sweating, an inhumanly amount. She would at times take off her hat and wipe off her forehead and looked around her surroundings. Just dirt, sand, a few cactuses her and there. What also caught her attention was some cattle being herded around, with some of them dropping and not able to move. Texas would have loved to help, but she knew what her duty was, and that was protecting the stagecoach from any neerdowells. As she was about to take off her hat another time, almost on cue she heard loud thumps coming from behind. She darted around to see what it was coming, and of course it was Roxxie, hopping at full speed towards them.

"'Ah knew this wouldn't be easy..." Texas moaned as she signaled the driver to speed up and go without her.

Roxxie slammed on the ground in front of the smaller weasel, towering over her, glaring down at her.

"Move Tex, don't make me go through you..." Roxxie paused "On second thought, stay right there, I'mma beat the stuffin outta ya!"

"Not happenin Roxxie, best head back now, before I whoop 'yer butt" Texas stood, holding her ground showing Roxxie, she wouldn't back down.

"Oi! You always like doing it the fun way Tex, that's why I like ya!" Roxxie roared with laughter, Texas was still scaling her opponent, trying to show that all her attention was on her, which was her first and final mistake.

Roxxie's tail had made its way near Texas's leg, before Texas could say "Oh Shit!" it was far to late as the tail wrapped itself around her ankle. With great force Roxxie was easily able to swing the defenseless sheriff, causing her to crash to the ground. Roxxie didn't stop there as she continued her assault, slamming her on the ground back and forth. Texas found herself with each slam she was getting weaker and weaker, the blazing hot sun beating down on her rag doll body.

Roxxie did grow tired of this though, as she let the pounded weasel dangle from her tail. In front of her was Texas, covered in dirt and sand, with her jacket dangling off of her and rips in her jeans.

"Ya know Tex, that's a good look for ya!" Roxxie snorting with each laugh.

"But, I ain't done yet..." Roxxie said as she threw Texas to the ground. Texas was to weak to move, she looked to her left to see if there was anything she could use to her advantage, but no luck, just more sand.

"Oi! Tex! Over here stupid!" Roxxie called out.

Texas looked back to see the humongous sweaty, dirt covered soles of the kangaroo bandit. She had no time to react as the huge foot slammed down on her, sweat splashing off of her foot and drenching the crushed weasel. Her foot stunk like the foulest of cheeses, and rotten eggs. Roxxie continued the punishment as she moved her feet about, making sure she was getting the full treatment.

"Thanks, for being my rug Tex! I needed the foot rub down!" Roxxie laughed

The roo's massive weight started to crush Texas's head, causing it go incredibly thin like a piece of paper, with an imprint of Roxxie's foot around Texas's head. With each passing moment, the amount of perspiration from the roo's foot started to cause a small puddle around the Texas's face. Roxxie decided enough was enough and released the sheriff from her foot prison. When she looked down she couldn't help but laugh as her head was no where to be seen, but instead was a dirty puddle with hair sticking out of it.

Roxxie grabbed ahold of Texas's hair and slammed her body on a nearby rock. Roxxie looked down at the beaten and battered sheriff, smiling mischievously.

"Awww, Tex you look hot, here let me get you out of this blistering heat, and cool ya off..."

With that Roxxie slammed her massive ass down on Texas, covering her whole body, while her feet tried to dangle about. Her arms sank into her butt cheeks like if they were a pillow. Her face was wedged deeply between her crack, and her face was being squished by both sides, she did have a little room to breathe though, with a little air pocket in her butt cheeks. Texas did try to struggle, but with the roo's immense weight she was promptly stuck. Each passing moment, Texas could feel herself getting thinner and thinner, being crushed by the kangaroo's ass.

"Oi! Tex! You still are sweating quite a bit, let me cool you off!"

Roxxie grunted for a moment, and before Texas knew it a barrage of noxious gas erupted from Roxxie's ass, slamming right into the poor weasels face. It didn't end there, with more grunts and strains Roxxie let loose more thunderous farts. Each one getting worse then the last. All Texas could do was whimper, if she were to open her mouth to scream she would only get a mouth full of roo gas.

"Oi Tex! You make a really good fart cushion! I don't smell a thing!" Roxxie busted of laughing while still shooting of barrage after barrage of farts.

After a good ten minutes of torture the kangaroo girl hopped off the rock and took a look back. There was Texas, completely laid flat against the rock, her face covered in a green tint, with stars flying around her head.

"Treats ya right! Now if I hurry I can catch up to that money..."

Roxxie leapt away towards the direction of the stagecoach leaving the defeated and flattened sheriff on the rock. Texas started to cough and gag as green gas escaped from her mouth. Texas was hoping she would reflate soon, worrying about if some other bandits strolled on by and took advantage or worse, Roxxie came back... ..
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Roxxie is owned by me, Texas is owned by picture is done by . Go give him your money.