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Disclaimer - Not looking to try the new line of psychedelic perfume what turns you into a sexy skunk person? Then read no further. (This is a work of pornographic fiction. Do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.)

Persuasive Perfume

Cliff had five dollars. He flicked his fingers past the edge of the bill in the pocket of his worn blue jeans. The automatic doors of the mall slid open with a hiss, the rush of air making his brown hair trail back from his shoulders for a moment. It smelled different than it usually did, the stale air carrying a hint of something sweet.

He also technically carried a debit card in his rather thin, worn wallet. However, if he included that in the total, he had less than five dollars in his pocket.

He walked into Smiths, the last department store that desperately clung to life, its aging linoleum and office carpeting all cleaned to an antiseptic shine, but still showing the wear and tear of a different age.

Cliff looked like he could use a new shirt, as his worn yellow "Adleson University Fun Run" tee-shirt was also fraying around the edges. However, the clothes in the mall all cost more than five dollars.

Thankfully, a ticket to a matinée at the Winslow Family Shopping Center was exactly four dollars and fifty cents. Inside of the theater, the remaining fifty cents was useless, but out near the shuttered remains of a toy store and the ill-fated bones of a specialty calendar shop, there was a gumball machine, and if you jiggled the handle just right, you could get two for a quarter. And four gumballs were just about enough to keep chewing on something with a hint of flavor through an entire motion picture.

The floor of Smiths Department Store was a maze: a winding path that made it impossible to cut directly through. Instead, it weaved between as many racks of clothes, discount jewelry counters, and name brand cosmetic displays as possible, hoping that its captives might just possibly decide to actually buy something.

As Cliff turned the corner around a rack of faux-velour bathrobes, he was greeted with a sudden hissing sound, a puff of pink in the air in front of him, and his sense of smell lighting up like the olfactory version of staring into the sun. The scent was delectable, a uniquely intermeshed combination of jasmine, cedar, orange blossom, nutmeg, and musk that made his other senses fade for a moment as he tried to comprehend it.

"Try our new scent?"

Cliff slowly came down from the smell of bottled euphoria, blinking as he stared in front of him at what appeared to be two rather human-sized skunks trying to sell him perfume. They each held an atomizer bottle with an almost violently neon pink liquid sloshing inside.

"It's our new formula," began the skunk on the right, smiling through the mop of black hair obscuring his eyes. He was dressed in black and pink striped arm and leg warmers, a tight white vest with loops of watch chain dangling from it, and pink lace trimmed underwear that made it difficult to look away from his pronounced bulge. On his vest was clipped a red and white name tag that read "Hello, my name is Vin"

"Specially blended to make you irresistible," finished the skunk on the left. She wore a tight sky-blue tube top that barely contained her breasts, platform boots with myriad buckles that rose all the way up to her thighs, and a navy-blue miniskirt with white trim that was short enough he could see a hint of her robin's egg colored panties. Her name tag proclaimed her name was "Senna."

Cliff stammered, cheeks burning as he looked down at his worn sneakers and tried to back away. He hadn't seen any salespeople try to sell anything on the floor of Smiths for years, much less sales-skunks.

"Allow us to demonstrate," the skunks both said together, leveling their perfume bottles towards him and squeezing the bulbs before Cliff could dive for cover. The scent slammed into him like a tornado ripping through a spice shop. The overwhelming pink haze of sweet, heady musk made his eyes water even as they fell half-lidded. His mind completely focused on processing the heavenly aroma. His skin flushed with heat.

"It's definitely working," Vin beamed. "In fact, I think I can hardly resist you anymore." He stepped in closer, huge bushy black and white striped tail swishing behind him. He rubbed a black padded finger up Cliff's arm, making the human's hairs stand on end behind it.

"It must be," Senna agreed. "I just can't keep myself away from you." She draped herself against him, breasts squeezed against his arm as she ran her clawed fingers sensuously down his chest.

Cliff tried to pull back from one only to bump into the other. He attempted to explain that he was just going to the movies, but as soon as he opened his mouth, they both raised their bottles and the twin clouds of pink mist hit him square in the face like a sweetly scented tsunami.

He expected the taste of bitter chemicals, but instead, the taste merely heightened the smell, an impossible, delectable bouquet of saffron and ginger that quickly shifted to a floral lavender. The smell was joined by physical sensation as both skunks leaned in, their dark eyes growing closer before both of their lips met his.

Cliff's eyes widened as the skunks kissed him, hands wandering mischievously over his body. Their pink tongues slid past his lips, meeting his own in a three-way tangle that writhed together, reveling in the taste of the perfume. Cliff groaned as their paws grasped against him, rubbing at his shoulders, squeezing his rump through his jeans, and grinding against his chest through his t-shirt. He could smell the perfume on their fur.

Cliff panted as they pulled back, licking their lips and smiling up at him.

"I'm fine, you don't have to . . ." he began, reeling as he tried to find the words.

"Oh, and so demure!" Vin simpered. "We really can't resist your animal magnetism though." Where his paw brushed down Cliff's arm, black, fluffy hair sprung up following his claws.

"You just smell so . . . Mmmmmmmpgh," Senna added, burying her face in Cliff's hair and taking a deep breath. Cliff's long hair started to darken, save for two bone white stripes that blazed down the middle.

Cliff's jeans began to tighten as Vin's hand squeezed around the increasingly pronounced bulge. The sales-skunk dropped to his knees, nuzzling against the taut denim between Cliff's legs. "Surely you wouldn't be so cruel as to keep this all to yourself." He pulled down the zipper to Cliff's fly, snuffling in against the striped green and blue tent in the man's boxers.

Senna's claws trailed down his back as she dropped to her knees behind him. She licked her chops, hooking her fingers under the elastic waist of his boxers and slowly peeling them downwards. Cliff's ears perked up as her cold nose pressed against the back of his balls, followed by a warm puff of breath. Black fuzz crept up his thinning ears as they flicked and folded back, his mind swimming in lust as her tongue slid out, grinding against the back of his scrotum. His stomach screwed up with a new sensation rising inside of him as she lapped in again and again with single-minded hunger.

Vin wrapped his paws around Cliff's waist, kneeling before him, dark nose snuffling up the side of his exposed, throbbing member. "Completely_irresistible_!" He murmured before lapping out, tongue sliding from Cliff's balls all the way up the underside of his shaft. The man groaned out, grabbing Vin's fluffy head in his hands, teeth sharpening as he bared them in a rictus of pleasure. His jaw then hung open as the skunk in front of him opened his balmy muzzle and let Cliff's cock slide between his open fangs. Vin's muffled moan buzzed against Cliff's nerves as the skunk began to bob back and forth along his straining shaft.

Cliff writhed between the two sales-skunks, black fur prickling in along his waist and widening hips, cascading down his thighs and creeping up under his shirt. The thin fabric of his aging tee-shirt blazed against his nipples every time he moved. Without second thought, he pulled it up and over his head, tossing it away against the rack of robes behind him. His nails curled into claws as he started with disbelief down at the dark, glossy fur covering him. His chest heaved, pink nipples swelling, standing out from the fur. He reached in, groaning as the swelling leathery pads of his fingers felt his pliant flesh fill his grip, nipples stiffening between his fingers as his budding breasts continued to grow.

Vin's paws slid down to cup his balls, squeezing them gently as the black fur slowly spread over them like dark frost. It spread up, rolling up the base of his swelling shaft to form a loose, animal sheath. Senna's tail thrashed about behind her as she redoubled her efforts, lapping in at the back of his swelling balls again and again, heat radiating out. Her breathing snuffled against him as she drank in his changing scent, perfectly blending with the fragrance they were selling. Her wild lapping slowed down as she pressed in harder with her tongue, firm, hungry licks scraping in with forceful, tight strokes. Cliff's eyes flew wide open as she grabbed his now shapely thighs and pulled herself against him, tongue drilling forwards before slowly sinking inside of him.

The changing man shifted his weight from foot to foot as his flesh welled out around her tongue, fresh, pink, glistening labia trembling into existence as she raised up a paw and traced padded fingers around the swelling edges. His cock jerked, leaking out pre into Vin's hungry muzzle as his forming femininity quivered and clenched, her slick hot tongue probing his new inner orifice. As she lapped in, Cliff's spine creaked. He arched his back, moaning out as she reached up, grabbed ahold of something behind him, and pulled.

Newly forming muscles tugged, his bones creaked, and his pussy wrenched in against her tongue as his forming fluffy black tail stretched out behind him. Senna's paw gripped in tighter around the protrusion, bunching up his increasingly fluffy fur as she lapped into him while tugging his white striped tail out in a series of halting pops. His growing pussy trembled as she lapped inside of him, before grinding her tongue down. Cliff gasped as her lapping flicked over some blazing bump that set his senses alight, new clit swelling into existence, quivering in time with his cock as he leaked out thick, salty pre into Vin's muzzle.

He was so close, his body wrenching and straining, dark fur bristling, tail lashing about like a fluffy duster in a windstorm. But just as the pleasure began to boil over, the two skunks on either side of him pulled back, licking their chops as they pushed themselves to their feet. Cliff's cock throbbed and his pussy clenched around nothing, glistening with slick heat. His dark plush white-striped tail flickered and curled behind him as he tried to find words.

"P-please, don't," he panted. "Don't stop." He ran his tongue over his sharpening fangs, one paw-hand groping absentmindedly at one of his increasingly heavy breasts.

"Oh, darling, we're not stopping," Senna beamed, walking around in front of Cliff, hips swaying from side to side as her tail dragged against him like a sentient feather boa. "I just thought you might want me to help you with . . . this, hmmmm?" She dragged her tail along his throbbing cock, his pre leaving a glistening streak in her plush dark fur.

She bent over, tail raised, reaching back and pulling her sopping bright blue panties to the side, bearing her glistening cleft as her tail snaked about above it. Cliff couldn't look away, body drawn forward automatically as he inhaled a deep breath of their comingled scents. He grabbed her hips, stepping in and grinding his painfully hard shaft against her. Her padded fingers grabbed his throbbing length and guided him inside her, her pussy quivering around his shaft as he began to buck automatically.

"But we couldn't leave you only half fulfilled, could we?" Vin walked around behind him, slowly lowering his pink lacy underwear and letting his trapped shaft spring free. "Just look at how hot, needy, and _wet_you are." He stepped in behind Cliff, grabbing the man's swishing tail and pulling it up, lining up his shaft, and then sinking inside of Cliff's new pussy in one smooth shove.

Cliff threw his head back, shouting out as Vin thrust inside of him from behind, forcing his own jerking shaft deeper into Senna's depths. His own pussy wrenched down at the male skunk's cock as Senna's insides undulated and squeezed every time he crashed into her. As her tail batted against him, the fluffy fur brushed past his swollen pink nipples, making him shudder in sensational overload, pleasure radiating out through his changing body while his fur stood on end. Every single move made Vin's cock grind against his torrid insides, his pussy clenching down in waves, stretched lips quivering and leaking out clear pleasure.

No words escaped his open jaws, just a moaning ululation, rising and lowering in pitch in a wailing keen. His insides blazed, fur prickling up all along his body, hands gripping tight against Senna's rump. Their scents and his scent combined into a spiced, hypnotic mélange, filling his lungs as he panted. Vin yanked his tail and rammed in harder, balls patting against Cliff's own, hammering the man's own shaft deep into Senna's wildly clenching insides so that his fuzzy sheath tickled the edges of her labia. Vin's paws wrapped around him, squeezing his jostling breasts, pinching his nipples between his fingers as he rammed in with tighter, more insistent thrusts.

It was just too much.

Cliff's balls clenched, his pussy relaxed for a moment as he thrust forward flush against Senna before him. The heat rose up, bubbling up in his insides before exploding out, his cock jolting out thick dollops of hot seed into the skunk before him even as his pussy began wildly clamping down in arrhythmic tugs of blinding pleasure around Vin's shaft. The male skunk couldn't hope to hold out, his arms squeezing around the new skunk as he drove his shaft into Cliff's quaking insides and loosed rope after pressured rope of his essence inside of the new skunk's quaking femininity.

It didn't stop. Every time Cliff's pussy gripped down, his cock jerked again. Vin's paws gripped in at his breasts, distending the soft flesh, breath puffing against the back of his furry neck. Senna's tail batted against his front, wagging wildly as she shuddered and shivered around him, milking out every last mote of seed from his balls. The time between each clenching wave of climax drew longer and longer before they all stood panting in the stillness of the all but abandoned department store.

Vin pulled back, Cliff's pussy clenching around nothing as the exhausted shaft slid from him with a dribble of seed onto his exhausted balls. Likewise, Senna pulled herself away from him, leaving his cock bobbing and dripping in the cool air. She sighed as she stood up, popping her back one way and then the other.

"Hmm," they both eyed Cliff's black and white furred form analytically.

"Oh, I've got just the thing!" Senna's eyes lit up as she dashed off to a different department.

Cliff's senses slowly returned to him as he panted.

"Lovely work. You're a natural," Vin simpered, reaching behind the perfume kiosk and fetching a terrycloth. "Absolutely ravishing."

Cliff shivered as the male skunk nonchalantly reached in and mopped up the glistening wetness from his fur, pussy, and receding cock.

"Here we go!" Senna's platform boots clomped against the floor as she returned. She pulled up Cliff's arms from behind, helping the stunned new skunk into a crimson halter top. Cliff was about to complain, but then he looked to the side, seeing his reflection in one of the mirrored square pillars of the store.

He gasped. The top looked . . . really good on him, supporting his ample bust and contrasting with his Lucious dark fur.

As he stared, the skunks continued to dress him, Vin helping him into tight, form fitting slate grey biking shorts. Senna found him a pair of glossy patent leather heels, and a few gaudy brass bangles. Vin added some long, grey fingerless gloves, Cliff's paws clenching through them as he turned and looked at himself in the mirror.

He was beautiful.

Cliff shook his head, trying to gather his thoughts. "Wait. No, sorry. I can't afford any of this!" The disappointment was evident in his voice as he was unable to take his eyes away from his reflection in the mirror, plush tail waving in a lazy curl behind him.

"Oh, don't worry," Senna leaned in from one side, grinning as she joined him looking at his reflection.

"We just happen to have a position we think you'll be perfect for . . ." Vin leaned in from the other side, surreptitiously squeezing Cliff's rounded rump as he winked at the new skunk in the mirror.

* * *

Jennine walked through the worn emptiness of Smiths Department Store. She looked sharp, but in an understated way, with charcoal slacks and a mustard-colored turtleneck. Usually there wasn't much here these days that she couldn't just buy for less online. Sometimes they had pretty good specials on things they were looking to get rid of though . . .

"Try our new scent, miss?"

A female skunk in platform boots and a robin's egg tube top stepped out, wielding an atomizer. Jennine barely had time to duck and back away from the hiss and the cloud of pink fragrance. She hadn't had to dodge fragrance salespeople, much less sales-skunks, in ages, but she'd been to malls enough when she was younger to make it a habit.

"It's specifically formulated to be irresistible." A male skunk stepped out from the other side, dressed in a vest and revealing pink underwear.

Jeannine barely managed to dart behind a rack of sweaters that took the brunt of the perfumed cloud that sprayed from the other skunk's atomizer. Her eyes darted around for the nearest exit before she bumped into something.

"Just one try and we promise, you'll be hooked." She spun around to see an androgenous skunk in a halter top just before the cloud of pink hit her fully in the face. Her eyes widened as the musky, floral, alluring sent flooded her senses.

The three sales-skunks closed in around their new mark, each leveling their atomizer and squeezing the bulb, letting out pungent clouds of addictive pink scent around what was soon to be a very satisfied customer.