# Aromatherapy Author: Retconned Tags: Feline, Female, Greentext, Human, Interspecies, Male, Sex A very short one-off done in response to a prompt in an /hmofa/ thread. \>You come home from another shitty day at work.  You hate this job.  Every single day is shitty. \>But, the pay's good enough to make you stick with it. Besides, you've got ways of decompressing after bad days... \>You take off your coat and flop onto the couch with a sigh. \>Almost immediately, you hear tapping coming down the hall. \>Right on schedule.  \>Your wife bursts into the room, a concerned look on her face. \>"Another bad day, honey?" \>You grunt and nod vaguely.  She rushes over and sits beside you, and your head immediately gets cloudy... \>You are unfortunate enough to have been saddled with a one in a million disorder.  It screws with your sense of smell to the point that nothing smells as it should.  Flowers reek of death, most air fresheners might as well be poison... \>But it's not all bad.  There's one smell that never ceases to blow your mind... \>Clean fur.  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. \>Because of this, your beloved Alyssa is a godsend. \>She's a cat, and one who has grown to love your genetic quirk. \>"Anon, honey... let me help you forget about work." \>Still in a sour mood, you begrudgingly lean against her, the intoxicating aroma of fresh-washed fur slowly melting your stress away. \>She smiles lovingly as you slowly collapse into her lap. \>"That's it... just relax~" \>It's not hard to do just that, given your situation... \>Her soft, fluffy fur only serves to add to the blissful comfort of your position. \>"Just... re... lax~" \>Her smile slowly grows more... predatory.  Her voice more sultry. \>She slowly repositions you so that you're lying on the couch rather than across her lap.  She then proceeds to lay down on top of you, tail swishing mischievously. \>You can feel yourself fast approaching a climax, and it seems that she's picked up on that.  She savagely yanks your pants off, then presses her soft, furry body against you, lust in her eyes. \>"Now, what did I tell you?  Relax~" \>She leans in close to your face, smiling, and gently places a hand under your head. \>"W-wait a-" \>She suddenly buries your face in her voluminous, fluffy chest.  It's all you can take. \>With a deep inhale, you coat your wife's freshly-showered fur with your seed. \>She scoffs teasingly and playfully slaps your shoulder. \>"Anon, I JUST showered!  Well... guess I'll just have to go get cleaned up again.  When I get back... I'll have you make sure my fur is good and fresh~" \>She winks and heads off to the bathroom, leaving you reeling from an amazing hands-free climax. \>God, you love that woman.  You can't even remember what got you in such a lousy mood earlier... \>With a sigh, you drift off into sleep, mind nearly overstimulated from the aroma of clean fur... Source: https://sofurry.com/s/dePlDPQe Part of the series Non-CYOAs Next: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1468296-diplopia.md