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[Prologue]

Quinn and Rose were getting tired. Their panel at the convention was filled to capacity and questions kept coming from the audience. It seemed that every other question asked was concerning the lack of an origins story. The audience wanted to know when that story would come out.
     The duo wished that they could go back in time and kill whoever had been responsible for starting that tradition. There was only one way to keep the audience from hounding them further on the subject. In a voice that left no uncertainty in anybody the two authors said that an origins story would be made � soon. The task remained of making one up.
     A few days later Rose was entertaining her nieces, daughters of her sister Kimberly. Kimberly had the chest that Rose lacked, and the two often joked that it was a generational trait. That sprung an idea in Rose's mind. She wrote it down quickly and went back to showing the nieces her old police equipment. The idea could be worked on later.
 

1

The year � 1878. The town of Mounds was located in a sleepy corner of Nevada. The Ancient West was a time and place of harsh reality and quick death. Mounds serviced a copper mine and nearby ranches. Every night the saloons were filled with drunken, rowdy miners and cowboys. The whore houses were never in want of customers. Thieves, crooked gamblers, and swindlers found the town an easy mark. The sheriff and his deputies were being killed off like flies. The Nevada Governor, after seeing so many lawmen die in that town, decided not to send any more men to their deaths. The good citizens of Mounds were in despair. They prayed for a miracle. It came in the form of two women.
     Felicity Hawkes, the school-marm, and Edith Cumberland, daughter of the minister, rose up to destroy the scum that plagued their town. Loaded down with guns, knives, and explosives, the duo proceeded to blast every two-bit varmint off the streets. The saloons lost their gambling tables and the crooks that went with them. All the whore houses were burned to the ground save one. Miss Lambert's cathouse still stood because someone still had to service all those lonely, single miners and cowpokes. The local group of thieves were now six feet under and those wrongdoers who still lived had beaten a path out of town, never to return: spreading word of what had happened.
     The Governor was so impressed with the two women's exploits that he made Miss Hawkes the new sheriff with Miss Cumberland as her deputy. The townfolk were all too glad to be saved and overlooked the fact that their new lawmen were in fact lawwomen. After setting some ground rules, like a curfew for children under fifteen and no poker games after midnight, the town finally experienced the peace it wanted.

Sheriff Felicity Hawkes, known around town as Felly, was riding in on her brown-coated horse Oscar. She stopped at the blacksmith and had the owner get new shoes for her mount. Felly walked the rest of the way to the office, greeting and returning greetings from the townsfolk. Felly stood 5' 1" and weighed 90 pounds. Her hair was strawberry blonde, eyes dark blue, and her face and other exposed pieces of skin were nicely tanned by the sun. She reached her office and found the deputy brewing some coffee on the corner stove.
     Deputy Edith Cumberland was 5' 10" and her frame carried her 145 pounds well. Her jet-black hair was offset by bright green eyes. As with Felly, her skin was tanned wherever it wasn't covered by fabric. The two women did share another thing in common. Their chests were flat as the Nebraska prairie. The two had missed out on getting breasts during puberity, but they felt that their new status as protectors of law and order more than made up for that deficiency. Edith handed her sheriff some coffee and poured a cup for herself. It tasted fresh and wonderful.
     "Is Jackson still here?" Felly said between sips. Jackson was the town drunk. He made it a point to drink his rotgut on Saturday night so he had an excuse to miss church on Sunday morning. Aside from that the cells had seen no business since Felly and Edith cleaned the town up.
     "Yeah. This next cup is for him. We should charge him each time he uses a cell. We need some money to help cover expenses."
     "Too true, my friend. The gangs have wised up and hit the money coach long before it reaches us. I'll just have to wire the Governor and tell him to send the money by train next time. It's safer that way," Felly said, finishing off her coffee. Getting up, she went to see what had come in with the mail coach. A new set of wanted posters had arrived, and boy, were there some butt-ugly customers on them. After posting up the last poster Felly took a gander at one in particular. This Sylvester "Big" Drake had robbed some banks in Texas and was last seen headed south into Mexico. Felly thought his photo had to be a painting instead. Big's face was like a shriveled prune with eyes. The reward for him, dead or alive, was $5,500 dollars. If he set foot in Mounds Felly would make it a point to bag him. The reward money would go a long way toward building a new, larger school house and a second water tower.
 

2

Sylvester "Big" Drake was nursing some luke-warm coffee while Alberto, his loyal and talented companion, gathered more wood for the fire. Big didn't care that the coffee was of an inferior bean. Indeed, if this next caper worked he'd have enough money to buy the best coffee he wanted. Patting the special sack sitting next to him he recalled the last four months.
     After robbing a bank in some backwater Texas town Big, along with Alberto, headed into Mexico. He planned to stay there for awhile until the heat went down. While going through the money bags he came across a document. It was in Spanish but Big was able to read it. It told how Cortez was searching for a magic potion that could bring the dead back to life. He found it and had it stored in some Aztec tomb for safekeeping. Cortez never went back to fetch it. The potion also had several other powers. If the story was true, Big was more than eager to try them.
     Whoever used the potion to awaken the dead had command over those beings. Big imagined that with an army of undead men he could terrorize whole countries, naming his own price to stop his attacks. However, he decided not to do that. There was an Indian legend about a sleeping lizard of great strength and size. The beast had jaws that could eat a man whole. His next caper required something so powerful and unexpected that he felt he needed that monster to pull it off. Big had found where the monster was entombed. All he need was some explosives to set it free. The potion would do the rest.
     However, he had to get the potion first. Weeks ago Big hacked his way into the jungles of southeastern Mexico. Fighting off jaguars and the odd Indian he and Alberto found the tomb. Breaking into the inner chamber he found the potion being protected by an Aztec mummy. When he pried the clay jug out of its hands the mummy came to life. After an extended fight Big got out and Alberto blew up the tomb's entrance. Needless to say the next person going into that tomb would find a very irate mummy waiting.
     Big went to his horse and fetched a map from his saddlebag. His eyes found the nearest town. There was a copper mine nearby so he reasoned that the town had ample explosives available. It was providence that the monster was entombed in a hill near that town. Squinting closer he made out the name: Mounds.

Jeremiah Nates, the telegraph operator, entered the sheriff's office and handed Felly a dispatch. A gold shipment was coming through town in three days by train. It would be heavily guarded by Federal soldiers. That train would also be bringing Felly's and Edith's pay. Smiling, she folded the paper and fed it into the stove. Jeremiah, Felly, and soon Edith would be the only ones in town to know about the train. It was going to stop to load up with water and food and planned to be in town for only one hour.
     There was always the odd chance that a gang would try to get that gold. However, considering where the train was going to be would make any gang think twice. With Felly and Edith around that gold was safe. Felly got another cup of coffee and nursed it for the better part of an hour.
 

3

It was the next morning. Felly was making the rounds, talking to the various store owners. She took some extra time when she reached Michael Wilcox's office. Mike was a doctor who had set up shop in Mounds four months ago. He came from some fancy school out east and this was his first practice. Mike�s 6' 4" frame made him the tallest man in town and some people were a little put off by that. If the townsfolk only knew that the big doctor was a little scared of them they could've reassured him.
     Mike found a friend in Felly. Her personality was quite accommodating so long as a person didn't prove to be a wiseacre. It was funny to look at when the Sheriff and the Doctor stood side-by-side. However, no one mentioned that in their presence. Instead they said that Felly was looking out after her beau. She would've told those old women (of both sexes) to shut up but what they said was true. Felly's parents were always badgering her to get a man and settle down. Her stubborn streak held but it was now under attack by Mike's gentle nature and real compassion. Perhaps in a few months she'd take that step and ask Mike to marry her. But until that happened and a new sheriff was found she was quite content to be maintaining the peace here in Mounds.
     Down the street the scene was repeated with Edith and her friend Zak Parlor, son of the blacksmith. Edith's minister father had to take it as God's will that Edith was chosen to save the town. However, he expected his little heroine to settle down and give him the grandchildren he wanted. Zak was also being pushed by his father to get hitched and was finally summoning the courage to ask Edith's hand in marriage. He had only got as far as speaking her name when several gun shots were heard. Saying goodbye quickly Edith ran into the street to see what was going on. Zak admired Edith's shapely bottom as she ran. He had thought that women wearing pants was unnatural but now he changed his mind. Women in pants might not be so bad after all.

Felly was knocked down by a passing horse, its rider laughing like an idiot. Young, the general store owner, was hobbling towards Felly. He averted his eyes as Felly brushed off dirt from the seat of her pants. "Sheriff, a little man with a shriveled-up face came into my store and stole several sticks of dynamite. When I tried to stop him he pistol-whipped my kneecaps. I ask you to get that man, have my dynamite returned and whoop his little behind."
     Felly smiled at the normally mild-mannered store owner. What he'd just said came as close to profanity as he ever attempted. "Don't worry, Young. I'll see to it that by tonight that little man won't be able to sit down for a week." Felly got Edith and they mounted their horses. They followed the robber's trail and soon were going into rocky terrain. They saw him just ahead and coaxed their mounts to run faster. Just as the duo closed the range and drew pistols a rope was pulled and raised across their path. The horses were felled and tossed their riders. A man-shaped figure knocked out the duo as they tried to get up. The little man stopped and had returned to see his henchman's work.
     "Good work, Alberto. With these two tinhorns out of the way the rest of the town will undoubtedly send a posse to find them. The fewer guns in Mounds to oppose us the better." Taking a better look at them he discovered that they were women. An evil grin appeared on his face. Here was an opportunity to try out another use of that Aztec potion.
 

4

Felly blinked her eyes. She was glad to be alive, but her joy was short-lived as she discovered that she was tied up. Her body was suspended, hanging over the side of a cliff, some 100 feet above the ground. And she wasn't tied up alone. Edith shared the same bonds and the two were back-to-back, dangling in mid-air. The tree branch holding the rope was bowing under the weight. Hearing some laughter, the duo twisted so both could see the source. Felly recognized the man. It was Sylvester "Big" Drake. His henchman looked like he woke-up on the wrong side of the campfire, his face weathered by the elements.
    Big looked at the two women. His laughing soon stopped in a bout of hacking and coughing. "Well, well, well. It's the local tinhorns all tied up with nowhere to go. If you two were men I'd have no compunction in shooting you dead. As it is I have a far worse fate in store."
     Edith spoke in a voice that had grown up in the presence of a fire-and-brimstone minister. "May God seize your tourtured face and flatten it with righteousness, you footman of Satan! We'll escape and punish you like the worm you are!"
     "You said it, Edith," spoke Felly. "I saw your wanted poster, Big. Your life as a two-bit robber has earned you a one-way ticket to Hell."
     Big laughed at the duo's attempt at bravado. "You pair of sweet britches sure can talk with the best of them. If anything Satan owes me money. My caper requires that you two be out of the way. That gold shipment will belong to me! I haven't killed you two yet but it'll still happen. I want to have some fun first."
     The duo couldn't help but sweat a little from that remark. There was nothing to prevent him from cutting the rope and letting them drop to their deaths. Big retrieved a dust sprayer from a saddlebag. He pointed that sprayer at the duo, eyes filled with expectation.
     "In this sprayer is an Aztec potion. It has some special properties. If you two have known man then nothing will happen, otherwise... " With that Big gave the duo four good puffs from the sprayer. The two were hacking and wheezing.
     "Trying to poison us, are you?" Edith said in an indignant voice. "God will smite you where you stand and... " Edith stopped short when she felt a warm sensation in her chest. She let out a gasp as her shirt was pushed away from her body. In no time it became untucked from her pants. The buttons were flying off, showing her new-found bosom for God and everybody to see. She heard Felly let out a gasp herself, indicating that her chest too was expanding. A minute later their growth stopped and the tree branch was bowing down a little bit more.
     Big looked like a kid on Christmas Day, lecherously looking at the now-massive lawwomen. "By Jove I do declare! Each of your breasts must now be bigger than four pumpkins each! Too bad I won't be able to deflower you two. As you see, the potion can increase a woman's bust only if she is a virgin and decrease it only if she's deflowered. Good thing you two were flatchested and virgins!" Big looked lovingly at his sprayer. "I'll just have to save some of this potion for when I get back to New Orleans. Those churchwomen there will certainly enjoy it!"
     With each breath Felly took her shirt ripped more and more. Her face filled with frustration and hate. "Big, by God in heaven I'll kill you for the blasphemy you done to me and my partner. No corner of the Earth will hide your shriveled-up carcass!"
     That made Big laugh, and again it ended in a coughing fit. "Pity that you won't live to do that, tinhorn. Your reputation is as inflated as your breasts! If I can steal the Sphinx's nose then that gold is good as mine! Both of you will be feeding the vultures by noon." With that Big placed a burning torch under the rope holding the duo up. In a matter of minutes it would burn through and the two would fall to their deaths. With one last look at the overendowed women, Big and Alberto got on their horses and rode off, leaving the women to their fate.
     After yelling some obscenities at the retreating men Felly noticed that her shirt was practically gone. Only the top button was holding the tattered garment in place. Edith was pretty much the same way. The minister's daughter turned her head. "Felly, if we survive this I want you to go to my dad and confess your sin of speaking obscenity."
     Felly smirked. "Looks like that won't happen. Can you tell God that I was speaking ill out of frustration?" Before Edith could reply the rope broke, sending the duo down to the rocky ground below. They both hoped that it would be a quick death. It never happened.
 

5

Edith awoke, her head spinning. Her massive breasts made it difficult but she managed to stand on her feet. In a minute Felly joined her. By the position of the sun it must've been early afternoon. Both of them were feeling their new flesh. Their concern cancelled out whatever pleasure they were experiencing. They knew that they couldn't go back to town in their current state. The men would just look at them all the time and never take them seriously. The Governor would have to send a new sheriff quickly. Otherwise the lawless element would return and ruin the town. Noticing that the rope that held them was gone, they wondered how they survived the fall. A flash of light appeared before them. Felly immediately recognized the man that replaced that light.
     It was Spirit Talker, an Indian medicine man that Felly saved from certain death two months earlier. The grateful Spirit declared that he would return the favor. Eyeing the two women, Spirit spoke. "I see you two have experienced some earth magic, rather powerful magic at that."
     Felly sat down on the ground, Indian style and indicated to Edith that she should do the same. Spirit joined them a moment later.
     "You could say that, Spirit. A man sprayed us with some 'Aztec potion', as he called it. Since me and Edith haven't known man our chests grew to the size you see them now." Her left hand rested on top of her breasts. Both of the women were barely able to lace their fingers in front of their massive mounds, their arms sinking into the new flesh.
     Spirit looked thoughtful. "Yes, I have heard of this potion. In addition to that a woman who had known man would have her womanhood shrunk instead of enlarged. It has another use. It can bring dead creatures to life. Whoever causes that to happen will be able to control the newly arisen."
     Edith looked disgusted. The thought of the dead rising up to do one's bidding was a blasphemy against God and man. Big had to be stopped, but first they had to get that potion... and lose their virginity. She looked at Spirit. "Spirit, as you can see, myself and Felly can't go back to town like this. We need that potion to return us to normal and... "
     Spirit raised his hand. "It is against the spirits' will that I take a woman to fulfill my base desires. It dilutes my magic. You two already have men that love you very much. Have them take you to that higher plane of pleasure."
     "That still leaves the problem of getting back to town unseen," Felly said. "Can your magic do that?"
     The medicine man smiled. "I can do that and more. I will notify your men to see you two. They'll certainly fulfill half of what is needed to reverse your condition. And before you ask that's all that I can do. You two have already been tasked by your God to protect the innocent from the evil that soon will make itself known. Just name the place where you two need to go."
     A wicked grin was on Felly's face. Edith hoped that it wasn't the place Felly was thinking of. "OK, Spirit, here's where me and Edith want to be at... "

It was mid-afternoon and Big was glad. Glad that his plan was coming to completion. With the monster awakened and a day to train him the gold shipment arriving at Mounds the day after tomorrow was as good as his. It just remained to free the monster from his tomb of rock.
     After blasting the face of the hill, Big exposed the cave holding the monster. Boy, Big thought, they sure don't come uglier than this. The monster looked like some overgrown lizard with delusions of grandeur. Taking aim he let loose with the sprayer. After a minute the monster began to breathe. Its eyes opened.
     Alberto had seen strange shit before but this was testing even his iron stomach. The big lizard was on its feet, tail off the ground and head moving back and forth. It found Big. Alberto was afraid it was going to eat him and his boss. Instead it gave the little criminal a lick with its massive tongue, its tail trying to wag like that of a dog.
     "Down, boy, down." Big patted the huge lizard's head. The creature sounded like a dog expressing its pleasure at being noticed and petted. Filled with inspiration, Big looked at Alberto.
     "Alberto, I think I'll call our new partner Tiny. Appropriate, considering my name is Big, don't you think?"
     "Yes, Grande (Alberto spoke Spanish and often said Grande instead of Big). You're great and terrible, O master! There's no end to your evil." Alberto bowed after reciting his line, as he always did when Big made a profound statement.
     "No time for that, Alberto. We got to get some food here for Tiny. I want him well-fed when that gold comes." With that Big, Alberto, and Tiny left the cave. The lizard (a dinosaur, really) was obediently walking behind his master like a dog.
 

6

Mike and Zak were anxious when the duo didn't return by early afternoon. By dinner they were greatly concerned. The menfolk were going out in the morning to find their sheriff and deputy. They hoped to find them alive, otherwise that little man who got away would wish that he had never been born.
     By evening the two men received a message from Felicity and Edith, asking them to join the two women at Madam Lambert's cathouse that night. It was not all that unusual. Lambert was a friend of Felly and they often had lunch together at Wendel's saloon. Edith, against her father's wishes, often helped Lambert with her sewing. Curious and a little anxious the two men went inside and were escorted by the Madam herself to a parlor. The luxurious room was empty of people save two women. Mike and Zak got closer, not believing their eyes.
     Felly and Edith were wearing corsets and ladies' longjohns. Nothing else. Their massive breasts were exposed for God and man to see. The two men numbly sat by their respective women. Assured that the men were listening the lawwomen told their story.
     Mike found it hard to believe that a magic potion was responsible for the women's growth. There had to be some medical explanation for their new size. Zak had no such problem. However, both men were more than willing to bed the women. And marry them. If the potion couldn't be retrieved they were still willing to have these women as their wives and spend the rest of their lives with them. Seeing that the young people were getting rather aroused the Madam escorted them one couple at a time to her best rooms.
     The scene was virtually identical in each room. The men slowly, and sensually, undressed the women. Next, from behind, they caressed the women's new breasts, exploring every inch of the new flesh. Suitably aroused, the women then undressed their men, ripping off their shirts. Both couples then wrapped themselves in the beds' satin sheets, the hours of night passing quickly into the dawn.

The next day had Big teaching Tiny the Dinosaur some basic commands. Sit, stay, beg, fetch, kill, etc. After each successful command he fed Tiny cows that Alberto had rustled up earlier. After going through some details with Alberto the gang of three turned in for the night. A coyote was howling in the distance. Annoyed, Big had Tiny go out and silence that fleabag with legs. The howling stopped and Big rewarded Tiny with another cow. Big had big dreams that night.
     Felly, Edith, and their beaus were not idle. They spent the day before the train arrived preparing to stop Big. The women had to stay in the cathouse all day, but they worked on making massive brassieres to hold their new busts. The Madam and her girls assisted the duo. Zak made the hooks and buttons needed for the project. Mike provided surgical needles and thread. Above all the men brought in guns and ammunition for the women. They practiced holding the guns, compensating for their massive breasts. The posse was still looking for the women. With luck only the very old and very young males would still be in town. The duo could count on the women to keep their 'little' secret. At the end of the day the women were tired. After taking sensual baths the couples went to bed, the men enjoying their partner's ample busts and warm flesh.
 

7

It was 9 am. The posse was still out looking for their lawwomen. The gold train was only an hour out. Jeremiah Nates, the telegraph operator, would be meeting the train. Mike rounded up the women, children, and the few remaining men and had them wait at the safety of the schoolhouse at the edge of town. Zak stayed with Edith, ready to provide whatever assistance he could.
     Edith thought long and hard all morning and decided to tell her minister father what had happened. Needless to say, he was very upset at what happened to his little girl. He so much wanted to throttle Big with his own hands. Brought up to tell the truth Edith also told her father what she and Zak had done. Expecting to do a thousand Hail Mary�s, she was surprised that her father just gave a little laugh. As much as premarital sex offended him he told Edith that he was a hypocrite. His little girl was the result of having sex before marriage. With all that out of the way he blessed Edith and Felly and provided them with holy water. If Big was going to attack with an army of the undead the duo needed as much divine influence as possible.
     The train arrived. Nates warned the troops assigned to guard the train that they could expect to be attacked at any moment. The troop commander pepaired his men. What they saw coming down the street made them stare in disbelief.

Big and Alberto were riding in a wagon drawn by two horses. It would've been four but Tiny had eaten two horses earlier that morning. Big decided that after this caper he'd let Tiny fend for himself. Tiny was starting to be more trouble than his worth and the idea of a rampaging monster drawing attention away from Big and his stolen gold appealed to the little criminal. Tiny made what would've been a whining noise and nudged Big. He pushed Tiny's head back. "Bad Tiny, no biscuit. You'll get your fill in town. There'll be pigs and some cattle at the butchers shop." The dinosaur pouted (at least it looked that way to Big) and fell behind the wagon.
     Before Big was the town. He saw that the train, an American Standard model, had arrived. Bullets wouldn't stop Tiny and he'd probably eat anyone foolish enough to get close. He saw the troops guarding the train lining up and readying their guns. Big had Tiny move foward and said one word. "Kill."

To their credit the troops didn't let the sight of an overgrown horny toad scare them. They poured all their rifle fire into the approaching behemoth. To their dismay the beast kept coming. Then it was in their midst. Tiny reached down and ate the troop commander whole. The seargent, not wanting any more of his men eaten, gave the word to retreat. Tiny would've gone after more of the men but Big told his trained pet to stay. In a minute Big and Alberto had reached the train and were unloading the gold. When the wagon reached its limit the two bandits got in. Just before Alberto had the horses move, two figures entered his sight. Big saw them and his jaw dropped in amazement.

Felly had hoped that Big would use an army of the undead. With holy water and faith the duo would've sent those minions of the Devil back to Hell. Instead, Big got something worse. A monstrous lizard, spawn of Satan himself, was at the command of the little, shriveled-faced man. Seeing that bullets didn't harm the creature Felly had Zak fetch dynamite from Young's store. She placed some securely in the cleavage of her breasts. Edith did the same. Now armed to the bust (literally) the duo stepped out and confronted the little man.
    Big was a little put out at seeing the two women alive. "I thought you fillies died two days ago. But with Tiny here there'll be no doubt. Tiny, your din-din is ready!" Tiny lunged forward, but was stopped short by an exploding stick of dynamite. Another stick landed in Big's wagon. The two criminals bailed out before the wagon exploded into splinters.
     Tiny was being hounded by explosions. Edith saw that the monster was bleeding from numerous little holes. It wasn't enough. There had to be a way to kill the creature in one shot. Tiny lunged with his head, mouth open. Edith dodged just in time. She managed to get behind a building and only then noticed that her custom-made brassiere had failed. Her massive breasts were shaking and whatever dynamite they held earlier was gone. That still didn't prevent her from getting another idea. She headed for Young's store.
 

8

Out of dynamite and time Felly resorted to using her Winchester rifle, trying to get an eye shot. Seeing this, Big laughed. No mere bullet would fell his monster! After his laughing fit ended in its usual coughing and hacking Big saw the other top-heavy tinhorn. It was the tall one and she had a large bundle of something in her hands.
     Edith had Zak bundle several sticks of dynamite together and connected them with a long, common fuse. Calling upon God to bless this bundle of explosives Edith then lit the fuse and went onto the street. She saw Felly, standing her ground, and wondered why the monster hadn't eaten her yet. Praising God for his protection of her friend, Edith got the monster's attention. "Here boy! Over here! I got a biscuit for you!" Upon hearing the word 'biscuit' Tiny waved his tail and begged (at least it looked like begging), Throwing as best as her arms and oversized chest would allow, Edith sent that bundle of dynamite towards the monster's mouth.
     Big realized what was happening. "No, Tiny! Bad boy! No Biscuit!" Seeing that the monster wouldn't react fast enough Big and Alberto ran as fast as they could away from their oversized pet. Taking one last look at his engine of destruction Big let go with one final epithet. "Oh fuddleducks."
     Felly recognized that bundle for what it was. She grabbed ground and awaited the envitable. Tiny's head exploded in a shower of gore. His body fell over and shook the ground good. A minute later Edith, Felly, and Zak approached the beast, making sure it was dead. Then they remembered about the potion.
     With all haste they found the sprayer in the wreckage of the wagon. There was a small hole in the dust holder. With some hope remaining Zak patched the hole and then applied the potion to the duo. Zak was only able to get two good puffs out before realizing that there was no more potion. He hoped it would be enough. Just as Big and Spirit Talker said, the duo's busts began to shrink. However, those two didn't revert back to their normal, flat-chested selves. To Felly's surprise her breasts only preceded her by six inches now, while Edith, with her larger frame, had 10 inches of mammaries protruding from her chest. At least they looked more presentable.
     After getting new shirts the duo had a talk with the sergeant and Nates. They agreed to keep what had really happened here a secret. The captain's death would be attributed to a bandit attack and that they had taken away his body. Nates wired ahead and told that story. Felly had all the townsfolk swear an oath, witnessed by God, to keep what they had seen in town a secret and held their immortal souls to damnation if they even whispered about it. Tiny's body was chopped up real good and the meat was very fine eating. The bones were mashed into dust and used as fertilizer. To explain the duo's newfound busts Edith's minister dad said it was a gift bestowed from the Almighty, an award for vanquishing the Pet of Satan. The townsfolk took his word for it. Their little community was saved again by these two remarkable women and they weren't about to begin to question God and his infinite wisdom.
     A week later the two lawwomen were married to their beloved. The couples� honeymoon night was spent in Mounds only hotel, The Twin Peaks. After that enjoyable night the two women went back on duty. They were now Felicity Hawkes Wilcox, sheriff, and Edith Cumberland Parlor, deputy. As for Big and Alberto, no trace of them could be found.

Big was warming his hands over the campfire. His plan had failed. Looking back, he decided that an undead army was better than an overgrown iguana. Alberto finished stirring the beans over the fire and gave some to Big. He ate his fill and went to bed, letting Alberto keep the first watch. Cattle rustling was a much more dependable source of income than robbing trains. But that didn't prevent Big from dreaming up new capers to do.

Edith finished sewing a new button on to her workshirt. Shirts for Edith were tricky to make, despite the talents of Tailor Fulsom and his wife. She had to be careful not to move too quickly or breathe in too deep, otherwise she risked exposing her firm bosom for everyone to see. Felly didn't have to worry as much, but it had happened to her last week and poor old Nates had fainted at the sight. Satisfied with her work Edith put on the shirt and admired her figure in the mirror. Felly entered the sheriff's office with a box. It was the strongbox holding their money. Before she could open it Felly noticed that there was a man in the office. It was none other than Spirit Talker.
     The Indian medicine man bowed at the two women. "I see that you've defeated the great lizard. Your God has certainly blessed you two. And I also see that he allowed you to keep some of your ample womanhood."
     The duo blushed a little from Spirit's observation. The townsfolk still respected them. In their eyes the two lawwomen just happened to have breasts even bigger than those of Miss Lambert. Felly looked at Spirit. "Yes, you could say that. I imagine that you're moving on?"
     "Yes, Felicity. I'm undertaking a spirit quest. I may never pass this way again. For that I have one last thing to tell you two and one last gift. That earth magic I mentioned earlier is quite powerful. All of your female descendants from now until the end of time will have quite ample breasts. It is within my power to shrink them to a more presentable size, and your descendants will benefit from that reduction. If you or Edith so desire."
     The duo looked at each other. They had talked about this possibility earlier. And they knew what they wanted to say. Felly spoke for the both of them. "Actually, Spirit, me and Edith want our busts increased a little bit." She used her hands to indicate how much more she was talking about.
     Spirit raised an eyebrow. "Pale-face women. I shall never understand them." With that he spoke sacred, powerful chants and peformed intricate hand jestures. In a minute it was over. Felly and Edith looked at their shirts.
     Both of the women gained an extra two inches in front of them. Felly now had proud breasts that preceeded her by eight inches. Edith's badge was on the front of her bust that cleared her chest by an even foot. Their shirts had grown to accommodate the new mass.
     They were about to thank Spirit but found that he already left, most likely to prevent the duo from changing their minds.
     Which they didn't.
     They both tried on their old shirts. They found that Felly could easily wear Edith's shirts while Edith had to get a whole new set. Tailor Fulsom and his wife were going to be very busy for the next few days. And the duo's husbands were getting Christmas presents early this year.

In time a new sheriff was found. The duo's respective families grew and spread across the country. Out of those families at least one woman of each generation ended up as an upholder of the law. And descendants of Felicity and Edith always managed to work together as partners. Of those pairs they each had at least one run-in with Big, now known as Mr Big. There was the aeroplane caper at Kittyhawk, the Yale-Harvard football game of 1931, the insidious mind-control via drugged water in 1960, and many more. And, of course, all those women had exceptionally large, firm, and shapely busts for their frames. Any man that thought it made the duo too 'bountiful' to be cops were proven wrong, or had their kidneys torn out and shown to him.
 

[Epilogue]

Rose finished reciting her new story to her nieces. The three girls, ages 13, 14, and 16, found the tale amusing and quite 'interesting', especially when Rose described the love scenes in intimate detail. 'Yielding petals of Womanhood', indeed. In the nieces' minds Rose was the naughty aunt that did things to make her sister grate her teeth. After Rose sent them to bed the nieces began to argue among themselves about who would make the best Edith, which boyfriend resembled Zak or Mike, and which teacher was a dead-ringer for Big. Tired herself, Rose got into her nightwear and went to bed.
 
 

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