Chapter #3Unzips his pants by: lkjuiop   You writhe around in the abyss of the fluffy tail, both out of disgust and fear for where it might be taking you. It's hard to see anything from within, with only faint dim light passing through. You're fighting against a forest of fur, and it's not a fight you're going to be able to win. Judging from how the tail seems to be curling up, it must be taking you closer to him.
The skunk's tail is surprisingly dexterous. It undulates around you, rippling about as it gently squeezes you out onto his filthy paws. They cup you, softening your fall. You think about jumping off, but quickly change your mind when you realize just how high up you are.
"Such a precious little thing." He coos affectionately. His paws shift and your body is pressed up against his chubby belly. It's almost as musty as his tail was, but you surmise that this part of him is probably the least disgusting to be rubbed up against. The look he's giving you is one of adoration, like how one might look at their lover...or a master looking at a pet.
Still, the soft warmth of his chest is actually calming you down a bit. You're still terrified, but you start to feel a bit of hope. He's clearly insane, but he's obviously attracted to you in some way. Maybe this skunk could be reasoned with. You could convince him-
Zip.
You look down to see his pants have opened up, revealing his underwear, and the bulge that contains his cock.
Whatever he's got in there is big enough that the pair of underwear is barely containing it. The fabric is practically swamped with sweat, to the point where you can see it sweeping through.
But what hits you hardest is the smell.
Clouds of condensed skunk musk waft up to you, drenching you in pure male scent. It's so sudden and so intense that you end up wheezing and coughing in disgust.
"Isn't it such a powerful aroma, my love? As you can tell, I'm not like most skunks. I have a great pride in my scent. I can't even tell you the last time I showered~."
You don't respond, you're too busy writhing around helplessly against the skunk's grasp. The bastard is gripping you in a single paw now, and your arms are pinned to the side. Try as you might, there's nothing to stop that scent from entering your nostrils.
"My aroma does take some time to adjust to," he says, a hint of pride in his voice. "You might not like it, but I'm sure prolonged exposure will help you learn to love it."
Your heart races in pure terror as you realize what he has planned for you. You work up the willpower to resist the stench and beg for mercy, but your desperate pleas fall on deaf ears. To him, this is just you being unreasonable, and that you'll come to understand your new role soon. You'll understand you two belong together once you're thoroughly marinated in his scent.
You feel an intense sense of vertigo as his paw shifts about, Your view is obscured by a finger for a few agonizing moments until the skunk finally opens it up again to reveal what he has planned for you.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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