What Happens in the Lavatory...
Exveemon chuckled again and took a whiff of the odor. "whoo!! back at ya buddy!"
Sniff and Tell
His paw-stink is salty and sweaty, like regular foot odor combined with a tamer version of his armpit musk, but it's also powerfully marsh-like.
Stockade Shorty.txt
The hero closed his eyes in shame, almost sobbing as he retched and cleaned this fat orc's cockhead, the taste horrible yet he hated himself for thinking how much more he was beginning to desire it, the other orc's ample musk and body odor
The Couch
Nothing smelled greater than the stale odor of urine as it was released from a cock that hadn't been scrubbed in weeks. it damn sure wasn't the taste though.
One Dirty Gator
Impressed with his odor, feraligatr lowered his snout between his knees to take a big whiff. he sighed and squatted even lower to release some more gas.
Not the Same
The flame of a rose scented candle flickered and sent orange illumination over the plates sitting in front of the couple sat at the table, their food already eaten and enjoyed, two glasses of red wine sat near the plates, one empty, the other half...
"Fine Print Fiasco 2" - Story by Kaz
**"Fine Print Fiasco Part 2" - Story by Kaz** **Chapter 1: "There's More...?!"** The quiet, melodic sounds of the forest animals echoed beautifully around the man-made clearing. Occupying this clearing was an estate of sorts. The forest here was...
Like a Wad of Gum
He didn't smell cheese or corn chips; all the lizard noticed was the natural odor of sweat, along with leather and the faint rancid odor all orcs carry within their scent.
Reindeer Spray
Watching as the old woman hobble over to the toys section, will started to gag as a familiar odor started to drift by. "hey will!" will grimaced, he knew that odor anywhere.
*Cub* Timon and Pumbaa: Mr. Pig's Buffet - 2016
He couldn't breath, but the odor trapped in his nostrils made that seem like a good thing despite how badly his lungs hurt from it.
All A Game Ch3: -1 Life
Holding his breath, he groaned, brushing his foot-paws against the bed, inhaling another whiff of the horse's body odor like it was a drug. the scent was different to him, bitter, but blissful.
Captain on the Bridge
After conducting a few harmless tests, the pale feathered gryphon bluntly told them that the odor would probably last for a couple of days, and promptly gave them some powerful anti odor soap and antiseptic before giving them future appointment schedule and