A Stinky Package [Skunk Musk]
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What? Again? Oh come on, for the second time this month! Eusku was incredibly frustrated as he stepped out of the house to find his package stolen. A few weeks ago the same happened to his new pair of headphones, and now his brand new butt plug. Although he found it quite amusing that whoever stole his package would open it at home only to find a medium sized vibrating butt plug, but it didn't stop his annoyance. The porch pirating around here had really gotten out of hand here, and there was nothing to do about it. Maybe install a camera at the front door? They can just cover their faces. It all seemed pretty hopeless.
That's when he remembered a youtube video he watched a while back. To stop people from stealing packages, a genius engineer installed a trap inside a decoy package, placed it outside their door and waited for someone to steal it. When they opened the package however, they were greeted by an unpleasant surprise: The box spewed out glitter and fart spray all over their victims. That gave the skunk a brilliant idea.
He decided to make his own version of the trap, but instead of some dollar store fart spray little kiddies play with, he had to install some military grade stink in it. And the stinkiest substance he knew of was right at his disposal: It was his musk.
It didn't have to be too complicated. He took the box of his old headphones and started planning the trap inside of it. He took a plastic bottle and attached it to an automatic pump he made to water his garden. That plan didn't quite work out, but at least the pump was perfect for this machine.
About an hour of tinkering later, he was done with the contraption. Upon opening the box, it sprayed water all over itself, a few pins popping out to prevent the lid of the box to be put back in. It was finally ready to be filled with the real stuff.
Eusku pulled down his pants and underwear, then put the opening of the bottle to the tiny nipples under his balls. These were the nipples that dispensed the worst smelling substance on earth, and they were ready to fill up an entire bottle. The skunk started gently massaging them with his hand to stimulate them. The thing about musk is that it can be a bit difficult to get out, and not a lot of it is produced at once. It takes patience, but the smell is well worth the wait.
After a few seconds of stimulation, the first droplets formed on the ends of the nipples. The skunk shook them a bit, making the liquid drip down and into the bottle. Even though it was a laughably small amount, the room already started smelling quite bad, and if someone else were in that room before, they would have surely evacuated by now. But more musk had to be made, and after some more trying, the skunk finally got a good spray into the bottle. He gently moaned up from it, although spraying didn't come with any physical stimulation, the act itself and then the overwhelming smell made the perverted skunk all the hornier.
About an hour of rubbing and spraying later, he felt that his glands were completely empty now. He looked into the bottle to see that it was about half filled with the clear, water-like liquid. The room smelled nauseating, even though the musk itself barely touched the open air, being immediately collected in the closed bottle. Eusku put the bottle back into the box, connected it all up and put it out on his porch, as if it was a regular package... Then he waited for the first unfortunate porch pirate to come around.
And there he came, a mere hour and a half later. A young fox looked around if anyone was around, then quickly ran to the porch and grabbed the package, running away with it as fast as he could. He didn't stop until he got to his small apartment and locked his bedroom door behind him.
Bingo. He already got a pair of nice headphones from that dumb skunk, and recently he'd had a lot of fun pleasuring himself with that plug. Although now he didn't need another pair of headphones, he thought of selling it and getting some pocket money for it. But of course not before he got to take a good look at it. He slit the tape open with a knife and opened the box.
Instantly he was greeted with the most awful smelling cursed liquid he had ever encountered in his entire life. At first it didn't even seem so bad, but as more and more of it got dispensed into the air and into his lungs, he realized that he actually might not be able to stomach it. He of course tried putting the cover back with no avail; instead he got some more musk sprayed right into his fur. Great, now everyone will avoid him because of the smell, there is no way he'll be able to get it off within a lifetime of showering and scrubbing.
Then he made an enormous mistake. In a desperate attempt of getting rid of the unwanted package, he tried throwing it out the window, but the bottle fell out and leaked all the rest of the musk on the floor, it started seeping into the carpet.
It became harder and harder to breathe in the room, it felt as though the air had become heavy with all the musk evaporating and getting stuck into every fabric imaginable. The walls, blankets, carpets, everything was tainted with the smell, a smell that would not go away soon. The fox opened the windows, but it didn't seem to help very much... Probably annoyed the neighbors if anything. He finally decided to take it outside and get rid of it in the trashcan, then cursed the skunk for engraving his smell in all his stuff for... Possibly a lifetime.