In the stink
Added 2025-02-22 03:53:43 +0000 UTCShe always let her partners know up front that they were pretty much guaranteed to turn into skunks like her. It was relatively common knowledge, and that was specifically why most of them sought her out in the first place, but she still felt obligated to make it clear: fuck me and your life is gonna change pretty significantly. For a long time she couldn't fathom why anyone would willingly take on a disgusting form she'd only ended up in by accident...but sell yourself to eager men long enough, and it starts to paint a picture: they wanted to be treated like filthy animals. In fact, she was often just a means to an end...as if her situation wasn't already degrading enough, they didn't even want to enjoy what she could offer...they only wanted that body, the fur and the snout and those hateful glands.
In all the time that she'd been "sharing her gift," there had only been two occasions when the men seemed immediately regretful. Luckily they hadn't taken it out on her, just seemed bewildered when confronted with their new reality. Maybe it was the "post-nut clarity" she'd heard about. Or maybe it was part of the fantasy for them...just an act they wanted to sell themselves on.
Skunk chasers were weird, she decided. But she wasn't about to stop.
