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Amanda dashed forward with unnatural grace and speed within the blink of an eye. The black fox, in turn, attempted to swat the Indagator away with her giant tail. Deftly Amanda avoided the attack. Only to be met with a sharp point of pain as the fox's large-caliber rounds tore through her.

"Hngh." The Indagator painfully grunted as she grasped the bullet wounds. Unfortunately for her, they continued as the fox fired more at her. Amanda's speed, while superhuman, was still woefully insufficient to dodge bullets. Therefore, she felt more holes put into her with more searing pain. The horse tried once again to lunge forward at the fox. Only to be blocked again by its tail, which moved faster than expected by her mark. _Shit._She hurriedly thought.

The Indagator realized any attempt to get in close to the fox would most likely be met with failure, as the fox's tail would block her. Therefore, she opted to sheathe her blade and utilize her own pistols. Deftly switching, the horse took more bullets to her enormous assets as more pain escalated inside her. By now, the pain had started to quickly amount, to the point Amanda couldn't be sure how many more bullets she could take.

At this point, the obscenely-endowed Indagator decided to take one of her potions. A possibly dangerous affair as she had consumed many throughout her whole mission on the farm. Imbibing it, the hyper-endowed horsewoman felt more pain than she had ever felt, as it filled her body with the feeling of molten lava burning her from the inside out. She grimaced at this, only to take more bullets, and much to her surprise, a solid thunk from the fox's tail.

The multitudinously endowed horse felt as if she'd been struck with a solid bar of concrete. While not enough to knock her over, it was certainly enough to cause significant damage due to the horse's ridiculous mass. Luckily, the potion she had just taken quickly got to work, and soon, the pain faded away.

With her pistols now out, Amanda fired 2 full clips into the fox. The horse discovered the fox's tail to have taken all of them. As it was reduced to nothing but a collection of giant holes. _Gotcha._The horsewoman thought, only to be quickly fooled as the fox's tail began to regenerate. But, as it restored, she keenly noted that the fox's multitude of tremendous assets decreased in size. They went from ground-dragging to just above the ground.

"Hmph." The Indagator curiously grunted. The fox attacked again; this time, instead of standing in place, she began to move around the Indagator. As her smaller assets allowed her more significant movement. Unfortunately for Amanda, now she had to keep a careful eye on the fox while avoiding its tail and taking its bullets, fired from the fox's .50 caliber pistol. Naturally, the obscene Indagator returned fire. Less of her shots landed due to the more significant movement of the fox. Yet she still caused substantial damage to significantly inhibit the tail. Although similarly as it did last time, the tail quickly regenerated, further reducing the size of the fox's assets from just above the ground to just above average for someone blessed with the leviathan gene.

But, much to the Indagator's avail, it was at this point a bullet split her skull as it passed right through her face. She stumbled and staggered until she collapsed on the ground with a loud thud followed by a dust cloud. Modern Indagator potions could mend potentially lethal injuries like the one she'd just experienced. Unfortunately, more often than not, Indagators would perish, as such significant damage to the brain may not allow them to move their limbs.

Such was the case for Amanda; she lay on the ground, still somehow half-conscious. She could feel the mouth of the fox's tail enveloping her hooves and slowly beginning to swallow her. Based on what she'd seen the fox could do, someone of her mass would undoubtedly give them numerous assets of sizes never achieved by any human or anthro. It could also provide the fox with more than just size, as depending on how it worked, the fox could very well absorb her own exceedingly unique leviathan gene. Perhaps even her Indagator mutations.

Yet, despite everything, she could not move. Amanda recalled she'd been an Indagator for almost a century now. Was it finally time for her to rest? She thought. Yet a tiny voice inside her insisted she fights. Despite this, the Indagator ignored it. As she felt tired and exhausted. Her eyes fluttered closed until she heard a familiar voice.

"Amanda! Please! No!"

The maw of the fox's tail had reached her obscene hips at this point and effectively swallowed half of her. Yet she recognized the voice.

"Amanda, I need you! Hell! We need you!"

Again, the horse heard the voice.

"Please! Don't give up!"

Ah. The Indagator recognized the voice. It was Angela. Flickering her eyes open, she found the foxy detective, along with the opossum attempt to break free of the zombies, which constrained them. Upon their muzzles, she saw the face of pure desperation, but behind this, she found hope. And to her, hope was all she needed. I cannot die. The Indagator thought. I have to fight. As if by some miracle, Amanda managed to move her arms and quickly downed a potion. Her vision rapidly returned, and she found herself to be swallowed up to her torso.

With a rugged, determined look, the horse created the largest shock-wave she could muster, blasting her out of the tail's maw and through the barn Amanda had taken shelter in. Fortunately, the highly-endowed Indagator was still under the effects of the potion she had taken at the start. Therefore, as the barn collapsed atop her, the pain was greatly nullified. Renewed, with a fire burning, the obscenely endowed horse punched a hole through the rubble and got to her hooves.

She made eye contact with the black fox and glared at her. _Time to finish this._The Indagator thought. Her pistols laid in the dirt, and her blade primarily useless in this situation, the horse resorted to her one and only Havock Anti-Monster Rifle.

As the horse unslung her over-sized rifle, the black fox fired more bullets and swung at her again with her tail-maw. The Indagator deftly avoided the tail-maw and was required to tank the next volley of rounds. Yet, the horse was still determined. Deftly, Amanda pulled back a large bolt and loaded a shell.

The Indagator shoved the bolt forward and carefully aimed her shot. The fox, her eyes bulging out with concern, swung her tail at the horse. Yet, it was too late. Amanda pulled the trigger. A thunderous boom split the night as a massive shock wave blasted out the sides of the barrel. A hefty, 88mm shell sped toward the fox at ludicrous speeds. It blasted through its sentient tail and detonated just in front of the fox's face.

A giant fireball enveloped the black fox and its tail-maw, and soon they were reduced to a few meaty chunks raining from the sky and landing with a solid splat. Although, just as the Indagator finished the job, she felt all the pain of the numerous bullet wounds she sustained. They burned her like a fiery ring was pressed into her fur. _Fuck._The horse leaned on her rifle but ultimately fell to the ground again.

"Amanda!" The obscene Indagator heard from the foxy detective. She watched her break free of the zombies and rush to her aid.

"Amanda! What can I do?!" The fox's voice was worried, laced with genuine concern the kinda friend would have.

"You're going to have to reach into my cloak again."

This was the only hope the horse had. Despite having taken far too many potions, the next one she figured might kill her. But, as she was already dying, the Indagator decided to take the risk.

"Okay! Okay!" The fox worriedly exclaimed.

Soon, Amanda saw the fox's hand reach into her cloak, mashing against a giant boob. But, as she pulled it back out with a potion in hand, it was covered in blood. Hurriedly, she poured it down the Indagator's mouth.

As if her potion from earlier wasn't enough, Amanda soon felt the fiery, burning lava inside her tenfold. Now it was so intense she felt like her insides were being slowly vaporized. She gritted her teeth hard in an attempt to ride out the pain.

Only, the Indagator found it grow from tenfold to twentyfold, and soon, she couldn't hold it in. She screamed, writhing around in the dirt as she felt her organs simultaneously knit back together and flake away. She passed out from the intense pain, unsure what would become of her.