RED DEAD REDEMPTION Futa addition

Now that it's summertime I decided to stop leaching off other writers

and contribute sum thing for a change. I am dyslexic so expect there to

be spelling errors.

I do not own red dead redemption or bla bla blabalbal.

These will be all short story's I do not expect there will be any chapters

just a bunch of story's involving locations and sum time characters in the game.

WARNING my story's will have consensual but mostly nun consensual

sex in it. The futas will be very big and strong.

If you are one of those people who cant handle futa-dom, (than go curl up

in your justin bieber snuggie and finish your twilight novel instead).

Spoiler (futa/male | bondage | non-con | amazon-futa)

Hunter's Prey

Cholla Springs, the air was quite cool today a rarity in the small settlement

of Armadillo. As the town went about its business, the townspeople buying

there goods from the bigot at the general store, the train station making it's

daily commute of thieves and swindlers, and the movie theater showing

the latest propaganda. Yep things around Armadillo was as exciting as

watching the maggots growing in the food they served at the saloon. The

residents could not help but notes the dust trail coming down the road.

Not an uncommon site for the frontier town but most offline these

trails were made by people coming to there town to start trouble.

The dust trail belonged to a wagon pulled by a large Bonzo. Deputies

Jonah and Eli went out side the sheriff's station to meet the new comer

as the wagon stop't in front of there marshal's office. "Oh it's you"

depute Jonah said in a sour town of voice. The driver hop't off the

wagon with a heavy thud and stud up right. The driver of the wagon

was a bounty hunter, but not just a bounty hunter a woman at that.

She was vary tall at 6'10" she had thick arms and legs with a noticeable

muscle line on them. Her skin was a dark brown and flawless excluding

the dirt micks together with her sweat. She had long thick frizzy hair past

hear shoulders and eyes as rich as her skin. Her face had dimples and

in between them set a per of thick lips. She war black leather chaps along

with a matching corset that look't like it was ready to burst open by a per of

breast that were bigger than the jugs they served alcohol with at the saloon.

She was wearing a dusty trench coat that rip't a little wen she stretch here arms

out form the long ride, to small for here large scaled body it belongs to here

bounty targets as a token for here hunts she will take an article of clothing

from here bounty's, shes still wring the hat from here previous hunt.

"Ms.Blankenship who do you have for us today" Leigh Johnson the marshal of

Armadillo says as he nonchalantly steps out of the shadows of his office

door way. Lucy Blankenship has bin hunting man with bounty's on there

head's around Armadillo for the last couple week's and she was vary good at