{"sf1_id":1467756,"sf2_id":"dePlDPQe","title":"Aromatherapy","author":"Retconned","words":494,"posted_at":"2019-07-08T02:23:06.000Z","tags":["Feline","Female","Greentext","Human","Interspecies","Male","Sex"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1467756-aromatherapy","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dePlDPQe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/9b/93/9b937950-1553-4ed7-ad2c-b355377900d5","description":"A very short one-off done in response to a prompt in an /hmofa/ thread.","content":"\\\u003eYou come home from another shitty day at work. \u0026nbsp;You hate this job. \u0026nbsp;Every single day is shitty.\n\n\\\u003eBut, the pay's good enough to make you stick with it. Besides, you've got ways of decompressing after bad days...\n\n\\\u003eYou take off your coat and flop onto the couch with a sigh.\n\n\\\u003eAlmost immediately, you hear tapping coming down the hall.\n\n\\\u003eRight on schedule.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eYour wife bursts into the room, a concerned look on her face.\n\n\\\u003e\"Another bad day, honey?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou grunt and nod vaguely. \u0026nbsp;She rushes over and sits beside you, and your head immediately gets cloudy...\n\n\\\u003eYou are unfortunate enough to have been saddled with a one in a million disorder. \u0026nbsp;It screws with your sense of smell to the point that nothing smells as it should. \u0026nbsp;Flowers reek of death, most air fresheners might as well be poison...\n\n\\\u003eBut it's not all bad. \u0026nbsp;There's one smell that never ceases to blow your mind...\n\n\\\u003eClean fur. \u0026nbsp;Just so much as a whiff practically puts you into a state of bliss, and you've been known to, ah... enjoy more thorough exposure a bit TOO much.\n\n\\\u003eBecause of this, your beloved Alyssa\u0026nbsp;is a godsend.\n\n\\\u003eShe's a cat, and one who has grown to love your genetic quirk.\n\n\\\u003e\"Anon, honey... let me help you forget about work.\"\n\n\\\u003eStill in a sour mood, you begrudgingly lean against her, the intoxicating aroma of fresh-washed fur slowly melting your stress away.\n\n\\\u003eShe smiles lovingly as you slowly collapse into her lap.\n\n\\\u003e\"That's it... just relax~\"\n\n\\\u003eIt's not hard to do just that, given your situation...\n\n\\\u003eHer soft, fluffy fur only serves to add to the blissful comfort of your position.\n\n\\\u003e\"Just... re... lax~\"\n\n\\\u003eHer smile slowly grows more... predatory. \u0026nbsp;Her voice more sultry.\n\n  \n\n\\\u003eShe slowly repositions you so that you're lying on the couch rather than across her lap. \u0026nbsp;She then proceeds to lay down on top of you, tail swishing mischievously.\n\n\\\u003eYou can feel yourself fast approaching a climax, and it seems that she's picked up on that. \u0026nbsp;She savagely yanks your pants off, then presses her soft, furry body against you, lust in her eyes.\n\n\\\u003e\"Now, what did I tell you? \u0026nbsp;Relax~\"\n\n\\\u003eShe leans in close to your face, smiling, and gently places a hand under your head.\n\n\\\u003e\"W-wait a-\"\n\n\\\u003eShe suddenly buries your face in her voluminous, fluffy chest. \u0026nbsp;It's all you can take.\n\n\\\u003eWith a deep inhale, you coat your wife's freshly-showered fur with your seed.\n\n\\\u003eShe scoffs teasingly and playfully slaps your shoulder.\n\n\\\u003e\"Anon, I JUST showered! \u0026nbsp;Well... guess I'll just have to go get cleaned up again. \u0026nbsp;When I get back... I'll have you make sure my fur is good and fresh~\"\n\n\\\u003eShe winks and heads off to the bathroom, leaving you reeling from an amazing hands-free climax.\n\n\\\u003eGod, you love that woman. \u0026nbsp;You can't even remember what got you in such a lousy mood earlier...\n\n\\\u003eWith a sigh, you drift off into sleep, mind nearly overstimulated from the aroma of clean fur...","series":{"name":"Non-CYOAs","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1468296-diplopia.json"}}