Once upon a time there was a young anthropomorphic bulldog girl. She was always picked on and bullied at school for her tiny and somewhat pudgy body.

However, one day her father took her to a gangster movie and instantly, that’s what she wanted to be…

Wanting to earn respect, she spent the rest of her childhood and young adult life working to become a tough as nails brute. And she did… she became so muscular she had to walk around on her fists, her legs much smaller than her muscular upper body. Not only that, she now had dual wield Tommy guns which she used to dispose of her enemies.

She soon gained the respect she so desperately craved, amassing a whole mafia and eventually took control of Mesa City, building a massive casino and forcing all of the citizens to flee town.

You, one of the locals, attempted to rebel, even taking down a few of her thugs. But you eventually got caught… being dragged into his personal quarters, her form massive as she smoked her cigar. She looked at you and grinned.

“What? My boys have been yapping about some mysterious dude running around cracking skulls and… heh… and this is it? You’re the monkey wrench in my operation!? Some scrawny rat with a stick!?!”

She laughs heartily and pounds her throne, creating a small crack on her arm, which she then proceeds to mutter “damn it…”