Georgia stepped into the bar, huffing. The 7ft and 200 pound anthropomorphic horse lady, smirked as her eyes landed on Tex, whom was sitting at the bar. “Your wanted by the mayor, Tex. So why don’t you just hand yourself over? Or do I have to crush you?” The corrupt sheriff smirked She stunk terribly and had horrible hygiene and was usually very gassy and very creative in her methods to torture ole’ little tex, she glared down at Tex, her massive thighs wider then the entire poor weasel boy.