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It had been a long time gone since I last went out hunting; the seemingly endless amount of killings and sexual encounters began to bore me as time went on, so I retired from hunting in the quaint little town I used to call home and took a long and un-mapped boat ride into the unknown, hoping to find peace, and I wound up in the sunniest shore I've ever sailed to, the Cheeko Sands! A pleasant little shore with a small population of Humans, Wyvernians and Palicos who were very welcoming upon my somewhat sudden arrival, the Humans gave me a nice place to stay, the Wyvernians showed me around and told me their tales, and the Palicos helped me customize my new accommodation.

I spent a good few months in Cheeko Sands; I even got a little job as assistant caretaker of Sunsnug Isle with the Headwhiskeress, albeit some of the Palicos were a little 'overly' friendly at times, but I hardly objected, it was a nice pastime to say the least. But not all good things can last forever as they say, one day not too long ago, a Palico crawled back into town, he was weak and beaten within an inch of his life, and stunk of what could only be described as something akin to a thousand combined Mosswine dung piles. He ranted and raved of a monster that was terrorising a small village of Palicos in the distant Primal Forest, and with me being their only option for a saviour they immediately turned to me and begged that I defeat this beast, I didn't want to return to my days of slaughter but these people were in dire need of my help, now was my chance to truly return the favour for their hospitality. But my gear was long gone, so I sought out the help of the Blacksmith, a quiet and burley man, his clothes layered in metal shavings and soot, but with a peculiarly thick and pink moustache to top off his image. After some discussion of battle tactics, the Blacksmith had decided on equipping me with some sleek and agile armour fit for enhancing movement, and a 'Charge Blade' called the Halberion Blade, this kind of technology wasn't heard of in my last town, but it swiftly grew on me.

The Guildmarm was such a delightful woman, I may have floated off the grid of the Guild, but she was still determined to offer me the best hunting experience I could have, which was strange to say the least when she kept recalling ways I could have been killed in the field. But after around thirty to forty ways to die, she finally came to telling me what I may be up against, the Congalala. "A pink and furry gas-bag with a mean attitude!" as the Guildmarm put it, and as her notebook depicted, the Congalala is a Fanged Beast that uses the food is gathers to adapt against its attackers, but its fur is somewhat easily ignited so that was an upside, but it was most known for its remarkably putrid flatulence, as demonstrated on the Palico.

So there I was, setting off through the woods into the Primal Forest that was situated within, slugging along with my gear in tow. And the cabin the Palicos had set up for me was almost just like the ones back home, which was neat to say the least, hell they even had the Supply Box with Map, Rations, First-Aid Meds, and all the other good stuff I never take much care for. The Guildmarm was keen on the fact that the Congalala would be roaming around in Area 2, so off I went, the environment sure was breath-taking, the lush wildlife and vibrant colours simply astounded me, but looking at the map and to where I was going, it looked like the beauty wasn't going to last. I wondered through the bushes until I broke through a clearing into an abandoned Palico village and there it, or should I say he was, the Congalala.

He was stood atop of a demolished Palico establishment, peacefully eating to himself whilst leaving a tremendously awful and lingering stench of presumably meals long since 'passed on', with the addition of evidence of such littered around the empty village. I tried to hide myself from the opening I was stood in to recon the Congalala, but the rustling off the bushes must have alerted him to my presence, given how he sprang up from his sitting position and began flinging balls of dung about like wildfire with some just barely missing me, but the stink hit me like putrid cannon balls, forcing me to catch my breath. Then he found me.

I saw him leap up into the air, and before I had the chance to run he had already landed before me and was staring me down, like a predator savouring its prey's fear. His pink fur, his hard belly, his piercing eyes, and most of all his razor sharp claws were all impeccably menacing, and his stench at this rage was purely overwhelming. Be it his breath or has ass I could not keep my eyes fully open because of it, then out of nowhere the Congalala grabbed me and tucked me under his arm, causing me to drop my Charge Blade and become victim to his prominent armpit stink, albeit it didn't last long as he carried me to the highest wreaked building and dropped me in front of him, and soon his intentions became very, very clear.

He stood over me, brandishing his large and throbbing member whilst looking down at me, grinning like the sexual deviant he seemed to be. I tried to crawl away but his tail coiled around my waist and pinned me down to the rubble beneath me, then began to walk towards me with each step booming down on the ground I was bound to, until I was forcing myself to lay perfectly flat as his body loomed over me, his stink at its highest and his ass eclipsing my view. Then, spontaneously, he began to lower himself upon me, his cheeks spreading as he crouched over me revealing his sweat drenched and puckered asshole. The skin, colour, and texture matched that of his belly, not like I got long to look at it as the ginormous size of his ass blocked out most light and I was left nearly kissing kiss musky ass, then out of nowhere his hole spread and a near-toxic fart blasted out and onto me. At first I gipped and gapped until I was struggling for air but oddly enough, after a while of basking in the Congalala's farts I began to feel aroused by the musk enveloping me, to the point where I began sniffing in more and more and allowing my cock to grow in the confinements of my armour.

The Congalala must have caught on to my growing lust, as I could hear him chuckle and wiggle his butt above my face, inviting me to what I now saw as a delicacy in disguise. I couldn't help but raise my head to bring my lips to his parting anus and begin licking it, slowly licking around the rim of the stinking hole before shoving my tongue as far inside as I could to savour the musky taste! The Congalala groaned in approval and by my guess started masturbating in response to my submission, jerking his cock hard and fast, tensing his body which released more sweat for me to lap up.

It must have been at least an hour of continuous rimming and jerking, but eventually the Congalala seemed to be building up an orgasm, I could feel him hasten his pace and could hear his breathing grow heavy. Rather worryingly he began shoving my head closer to his hole, enough to push my head and shoulders past his hole and halfway into his anus, I squirmed in retaliation which seemed to only fuel his oncoming orgasm further, shortly afterwards the walls of his anus tensed around me, indicating he had reached his climax. Soon enough he collapsed onto his back and I wormed my way back out of his hole, to see a large puddle of cum shot behind where I stood and a relaxed Congalala laid before me, I didn't have it in me to kill it so I took a quest from my pack and dosed up the beast to knock out a Rathalos.

I left him be for the guild to carry him off later as I walked back and made my way to the raft home, the journey home wasn't all too long but still as awkward as they used to be back in the old town given my utter putrid stench thanks to the Congalala, but not like it bothered me all that much, I was still aroused by it. Once I got back into town I went straight home to get a refreshing bath compliments of the townsfolk, and that's where my first day in this new land ends, who knows what'll happen next?