"Fellow Terror of the West! Tomorrow we will rob the Fort Kerium Bank! And noone will stop us!" Tex boasted to his group of outlaws. "Eh, boss, won't Bravestarr and Thirty-Thirty stop-stop-stop us, like always?" Thunderstick dared to ask. "Shut the fuck up! Can't your two bit brain understand that I already planned for that? Of course we need a distraction! And this will be your part, Vipra! You walk into the bar and whispermurmurpshhht!" "Hey, why can't I
So, a snake walks into a bar. Sounds like a good start for a joke, right? In any case, Fort Kerium's bar/grocery store/hotel was sort of a neutral area. Vipra went straight to Handlebar. "One mug of ssssnake oil!" This was a personal joke between the two of them. Vipra would never have drunken sweetwater - she saw too well what addiction had done to her fellow, eh, eh, dame Scuzz (OK, OK, technically speaking Scuzz is a male but he looks like the younger sister of Broomhilda - even worse, the German dub voice is female) and preferred a clear head all of the time. But if Tex ever would have found out that selfsame "snake oil" was bronco milk, she would have become the laughing stock of the Carrion Bunch - in the best case.
After they did it for a hour like rabbits, resp. snakes/horses/humans, selfsame JB came storming in. "Bravestarr! Thirty-Thirty! Tex-Hex and his gang are just robbing the bank...oh." She retired downstairs on the spot and fetched a few buckets of ice cubes, courtesy Handlebar. Then she went back up and gratituously doused the love trio.
Another hour later...
Bravestarr went out of the saloon, just to run into...Fuzz, on a motorsled, with a big sack on it. "Yo, Boss! Bank do miss kerium? Kerium in sack!" "Deputy...why...how...thefuck...?" "Simple, Boss! Me follows secretly outlaws. Outlaws party and drink and make big hooray they won just for once. Then splitting of heist. Me hide in corner and imitate cousin: 'You try cheat me, Tex
"You cocksucking snakebitch!" JB yelled. She could be quite temperamental, especially when someone dared to fuck *her and only her* Bravestarr. "Statutory Rape! Aid to robbery! Dressing like a slut!" "Eh, where is my lawyer? Because he'll rip those assertions to shreds!" Vipra whistled innocently. "Who needs lawyers in a kangaroo court?" JB came nearer to the shivering Vipra. "I would so love to strangle you with my own hands, you manstealer, you..."
Luckily, JB was found before she died of too much orgasms, insofar a Shokoshu story always tends to have a happy...
The End
She didn't have the time to enjoy her drink, as Thirty-Thirty, aggro as always, walked over and pressed Sara Jane into her decollete. "What are you up to today, snake bitch?" he growled. "Oh my, is someone compensating for something?" Vipra cooed. Bravestarr quickly intervened. "Neutral area, remember? Also, can't you see she is unarmed?" "Ha! The bitch surely hides..." "Your equine friend is right, you better strip-search me! Incidentally, I have booked a room for the two of us..." Vipra lascively fucked Bravestarr's left ear with her forked tongue. "And when we are alone, you can jackbauer Texies newest evil plan out of me..." Probably only the fact that they were on different sides of the law had kept the marshal of rolling in the hay with Vipra - she surely had some amorous feelings for him. And judging by the bulge in his pants, Bravestarr wasn't completely resistant to her charms either. (His official girl was JB, of course, but that dame was too shy for declaring her love, and thus they never became a carnal pair. One more reason why being a villainess rules.) And he definitely had one pint of sweetwater too many today, as he willlessly was dragged upstairs by her. Thirty-Thirty had at least three too many and followed. "I protect you! Wihaaha! God only knows what she plans to do to you!"
Even without her Z, Vipra's beauty definitely could hypnotize any red-blooded male. "My, it's so cold in here! I'm a poikilotherm and you must warm me with your bodies." Slowly she began to undress the long arms of the law. This was a bit contradictory to the preceding statement, but Bravestarr and Thirty-Thirty already squirmed helplessly in Vipra's metaphorical coils. The last hulls fell. Almost all of Vipra's body was covered in scales shimmering in all colors of the rainbow. Bravestarr sceptically stared at her almost flat chest and her hairless genital slit. "Hey, I already shedded thrice! With 300 years I should be of legal age!" Vipra dispelled the doubts of the Marshal (as well as those of the partyvan reading my stories, desperately looking for a crime to put me away forever). Her eyes turned on the technohorse. "Gasp! So that's why they call you Thirty-Thirty!" Vipra gasped. (That is rather small. For a horse. He definitely was compensating.) Seconds later, she only could say "MMMMPFGGL!". Good that she had an unhingeable jaw and was able to hold her breath for hours, like any good snake. Bravestarr didn't know that and decided to rapidly fuck her before it became necrophilia. Also, there was a certain spell that never occured in the cartoons...
"Dork of the Whaaaaaale!"
Men. Always think larger is better. Good that Vipra also was stretchable like a snake, JB probably wouldn't have survived it. Vipra just enjoyed.
This was very effective for bringing Bravestarr and Thirty-Thirty to their senses again. Unluckily, Vipra fell into cold shock, and her vagina took Bravestarr's whale dork into a vice grip. Likewise, Thirty-Thirty, as any good equine, had "flared" inside her throat - Vipra could drive a man (or horse) to insanity by vibrating her vocal chords, JB probably not - and was stuck too. And since their mood had been so brutally ruined, they were still rock hard but far away from relief. "MEN!" JB facepalmed desperately, but it didn't help. The quickly fetched Doc Clayton stated: "Sorry, the only way to separate them, apart from vivisecting Vipra..." "No way, Doc, she is evil with a big sexy E but no death penalty with me without a solid verdict...and it feels so good!" Bravestarr ejaculated...I mean, emphatically uttered, his face somewhere between red and purple. "Which why my medical suggestion is leaving you three alone and let nature take its way." "And the bank?" JB screamed. "Can't you deal them once on your own? The sooner you leave..." Thirty-Thirty bellowed. JB decided to grin and strengthofthebear it and left for searching volunteers for a posse, while the Carrion Gang already had triumphantly left town with the loot.
Bravestarr and Thirty-Thirty came just at the moment Vipra opened her eyes again. "MPPH..." (gulp gulp) "Aaaahh!" (Lucky is the partner of a girlfriend who swallows.) Vipra gently extracted the limping horse dick from her throat and carelessly wiped some cum from her nostrils. "Oh god, I've got frozen exactly in the moment of orgasm and was trapped in it for two hours! I nearly died of joy! We desperately have to repeat than somewhen!" "Oh...You...You...You are arrested for...sod it, for whatever, we sort that out later! Thirty-Thirty, pack away your meat and throw her into a cell!" "Hii-yaa! A very cold cell! Vamoose, you eldritch nymphomaniac!" "Follow me if you're done, I fear Tex is already over the hills and far away."
Thirty-Thirty had meanwhile arrived on the scene too and let out a thunderous laughter. "Ye-haaa! Those gang of idiots got what they deserved! And that snakebitch Vipra sucked out my balls for nothing! I guess JB throws the book at her at the moment, hopefully with some swing!"
In a second, Vipra was over her. "Neener, neener, emergency hand warmer." In a hand-to-hand combat, Vipra definitely had the upper. With the other, she improvised a gag. JB tried to squeal for help. "So you want to put me in the slammer for rape, eh, just because I enjoyed your loverboy?" In no time, JB was disrobed. "Then let me be evil." Vipra tied up JB and began to torture her clit with her forked tongue. JB squirmed and squealed, but a forked tongue is classified as a weapon of JB destruction. In less than a minute, JB went limp and enjoyed one orgasm after another. "Hmmm, even my tongue needs a rest sometimes, I wonder if your magic gavel comes with vibrator mode?" Fortunately (or unfortunately) for JB, it did. "Now, do I get probation?" Vipra removed the gag for short. "Yes! Yes! YEEEEEES!" "Fine. I always had trust in the justice system of New Texas." The gavel was applied deeply into JB's vagina and the tip firmly to her clit, secured with extra duct tape. JB desperately squirmed, but there was no escape from the nefarious tickling. Finally, she gave in and collapsed orgasming. "I wonder how many orgasms you can experience before Bravestarr comes looking. Oh, and a tip: Plainly tell him that you love him if you ever want to earn a good fuck. I also wouldn't object to a threesome. Y'know, like hemipenis of the snaaaaake!" Then she vanished into the night.