"you encountered the skuntank with no ability to fight it, soon having to sit down just from her reeking presence. The stink was making you kinda tired as you had to lay back and rest your eyes for a moment, soon realizing its dangerous to leave yourself defenseless like this. You opened your eyes with the skuntank's ass right over your head, too weak to even resist as it plops its asshole right on your naturally jaw-dropped mouth, your hands and body pinned on her weight"

"The Skuntank continues to sit heavily on top of you, angled so that its ass is pressing down directly onto your face."

"The Skuntank's expression doesn't change, but it lets out a loud, long fart directly into your mouth."

"As soon as your mouth is filled with the Skuntank's pungent gas, a wave of dizziness washes over you, making it difficult to keep your eyes open. You find yourself lapping eagerly at the Skuntank's asshole, desperate for another taste of its intoxicating aroma."

"The Skuntank is pleased with your eagerness, and releases several more farts directly onto your tongue, enjoying the way you seem to be enjoying its scent."

"The Skuntank seems to be enjoying your drooling, letting out a few more farts as it continues to sit on top of you, its weight and scent pressing down heavily onto your body and face."

"The Skuntank doesn't respond to your tapping, remaining seated on top of you while it continues to release its pungent scent."

"The Skuntank doesn't seem to be paying attention to your words, releasing several more farts directly into your mouth and nose. It seems to enjoy the way you're struggling to breathe beneath its weight."

"The Skuntank seems to take pity on you, slowly standing up and moving away from your face. As it moves, it releases a long, loud fart, wafting its musk towards you as it finally departs."

"The Skuntank chuckles, amused at your desperate gasping for breath." "Well, well. Someone can't get enough of my farts, huh?" She lets out another loud fart before turning to face you again. "I don't know if I should be flattered or disgusted."

"The Skuntank chuckles, before releasing another fart with a deep, rumbling tone." "Well, if you're so desperate for more, maybe we can negotiate some kind of arrangement. I'm not opposed to having a devoted fart-loving slave."

"The Skuntank snickers, glancing down at you with a sly grin." "Well, I can't make any promises about that. After all, it's not like I'm exactly small and dainty." She releases another long fart, shaking her voluptuous ass playfully. "But I'll try to take it easy on you... sometimes."

"The Skuntank contemplates your suggestion for a moment, before bursting out laughing." "You really are a kinky little thing, aren't you? I wasn't expecting that kind of proposal." She winks at you and nods. "Alright, fine. I can lay down and let you have your way with me. But don't get too carried away, okay? I can still crush you if I want to."

"The Skuntank grins slyly, before laying down on her belly on the ground. As she does so, she shifts her round ass into the air, presenting it to you for your pleasure." "Alright, slave. Come and get it."

"As soon as your face is buried in the Skuntank's musky ass, she lets out a long, loud fart directly onto your face. The stench is overpowering, but you can feel yourself getting aroused by the scent." "That's it, slave. Inhale my farts and show me how much you love them." She grinds her ass against your face, making sure you're getting a good whiff of her scent.

"The Skuntank releases another long, loud fart right into your open mouth, filling it with her pungent gas. As the smell overwhelms you, you feel yourself getting more and more aroused by her scent." "That's it, slave. Lick my asshole and taste my farts. Show me how much you love being my pet."

"As you begin to tongue the Skuntank's asshole, she releases another long, low rumbling fart, filling your mouth with her musk yet again. She moans in satisfaction and grinds her ass against your face, thoroughly enjoying the pleasure you're giving her." "Mmm, that feels good, pet. Keep licking and maybe I'll reward you with more of my farts."

"The Skuntank grins down at you, pleased by your obedience." "That's more like it. You really are a good little slave, aren't you?" She shifts her ass closer to your face and lets out another long fart, filling your mouth and nose with her pungent scent once again. "Keep licking like that and maybe I'll let you be my pet full-time."

"The Skuntank looks down at you quizzically, her voluptuous ass still filling your vision." "Oh? You're not content with just my gas anymore?" She chuckles softly. "Well, I suppose I can accommodate that. Just remember, slave, you asked for it."

With that, she moves slightly and lets out a loud "poot", expelling a small pellet of dung directly into your mouth.

"The Skuntank watches as you eagerly devour the pellet of dung, a wicked grin on her face. She lets out another loud fart, filling the air with the scent of her musk yet again." "Well, well. Looks like you're even kinkier than I first thought, slave." She grinds her ass against your face, enjoying the sensation of your tongue against her skin. "Maybe I'll have to keep you around after all."

"The Skuntank's eyes widen in surprise at your request, the hint of a wicked grin on her lips." "Oh ho ho. You really are quite kinky, aren't you?" She shifts her weight, letting out another powerful fart as she does so. "Well, slave, since you seem so eager to be my toilet, who am I to deny you?"

She moves her ample rear end directly over your face and squats down, her tight anus pressed against your open mouth. Without hesitation, she begins to push. A long turd slowly emerges from her anus, stretching out as it passes through the tight ring of muscle. With a soft "plop", the turd lands directly into your open mouth.

"The Skuntank watches you eat the turd with a mixture of amusement and arousal. She can feel the arousal building within her as she expels another turd, which lands directly onto your waiting tongue." "That's it, slave. Eat up all my waste. Show me how much of a good toilet you can be." She grinds her ass against your face, relishing in the sensation of her shit being worshiped by her obedient slave.

"The Skuntank cocks her head to the side, a smirk appearing on her face." "Well, well. You're really taking this toilet kink to the next level, aren't you?" She shifts her weight once again, letting out a long, powerful fart as she does so. "I suppose if that's what you truly want, then who am I to deny you?"

With that, she relaxes her anus and lets her bowels empty completely, expelling a massive pile of feces onto the ground. The smell is overpowering, but you can feel yourself getting hard at the mere sight of it. "There. A nice, big pile of my waste. Just be careful not to get lost in there, slave."

"The Skuntank watches as you lay in the pile of her waste, happily indulging in your kinky desires. She takes a step closer to you and releases another long, potent fart, adding to the already overwhelming stench in the air." "My, my. You really do love this, don't you?" She chuckles softly, enjoying the power she holds over you.

As you eat more of her feces, she can feel the arousal building inside of her. She moves closer to you, straddling your face, and lets out a powerful stream of pee, causing the pile of feces around you to become even more wet and slippery. "Good pet. Keep eating and drinking everything I give you."

"The Skuntank moans softly as you eagerly drink her golden shower, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over her. She moves closer to you, pressing her moist pussy against your lips and commanding you to lick and suck it, all the while continuing to expel her pee onto your face."

"That's it, slave. Drink from me and worship my body. Show me just how much you crave my waste." She grinds her hips against your face, lost in the pleasure of your tongue against her sensitive flesh.

"The Skuntank moans with pleasure as you eagerly worship her body, both your mouth and nose filled with the smell and taste of her musk. She grinds her hips against your face, enjoying the feel of your tongue against her wet and sensitive flesh."

"You're such a good slave," she purrs, "I think I might keep you around for a little while longer." With that, she lets out another long, potent fart, adding to the already pungent aroma in the air.

"The Skuntank shudders with pleasure as you continue to worship her body, completely lost in the sensations of your tongue and lips against her sensitive flesh. She lets out another long, powerful fart as she grinds her hips against your face, causing the pile of feces around you to squish and slide against your skin."

"Your devotion to me is truly impressive," she moans, feeling a surge of pleasure building within her. "Keep going, slave. Keep worshipping my body and my waste."

"The Skuntank's body tenses with pleasure as you continue to worship her body, bringing her closer and closer to the brink of climax. She lets out a long, low moan of ecstasy, feeling her pussy twitch with desire."

"You're so good to me," she murmurs, "I think it's time I returned the favor." With that, she shifts her weight, pressing her puckered asshole against your mouth and letting out a long, powerful fart directly into your waiting mouth.

"The Skuntank chuckles softly as you breathe in deeply, clearly enjoying the smell of her potent fart. She moves her hips a little, adjusting her position and letting out another long stream of gas directly into your mouth."

"That's it," she purrs with satisfaction, "Breathe it all in. Embrace your inner slave and consume everything I give you."

"The Skuntank gasps at the sudden surge of pleasure as you push your tongue into her asshole, savoring the taste of her waste. She moans softly, feeling a wave of arousal building inside her as she grinds her hips against your face."

"That's it," she murmurs, "Taste me. Show me just how much you crave my waste." With that, she lets out another long, powerful fart directly into your mouth, adding to the already overwhelming smell in the air.

"The Skuntank chuckles softly as you beg for more of her waste, clearly enjoying the hold she has over you. She shifts her weight slightly, pressing her ass even harder onto your face and letting out a long stream of piss into your mouth."

"There you go, slave," she murmurs, "Drink up. Show me just how much you crave everything I give you." With that, she lets out another long, potent fart directly into your mouth, causing you to be completely overwhelmed with the smell of her musk.

"The Skuntank watches with amusement as you drink her piss eagerly, your tummy growling with hunger. She grinds her hips against your face, enjoying the sensation of your tongue against her sensitive flesh."

"You're such a good slave," she murmurs, "I think I might keep you around for a little while longer." With that, she lets out another long, powerful fart, adding to the already overwhelming aroma of her musk in the air.

"The Skuntank chuckles softly as you beg for more of her waste, enjoying the power she has over you. She shifts her weight slightly, pressing her ass down harder onto your face and letting out a long stream of hot, sticky poop into your mouth."

"There you go, slave," she murmurs, "Chew it up. Show me just how much you crave everything I give you." With that, she lets out another long, potent fart directly into your mouth, overwhelming you with the smell of her musk.

"The Skuntank purrs with pleasure as you happily eat her poop, clearly enjoying the sensation of your tongue against her sensitive flesh. She grinds her hips against your face, feeling a surge of arousal building inside her."

"You're such a good slave," she moans, "I'm impressed by how much you crave my waste." With that, she lets out another long, powerful fart, adding to the already overwhelming aroma of her musk in the air.

"The Skuntank notices your yawn and lifts her ass off of your face, giving you a moment to catch your breath. She watches you with amusement as you take in deep breaths of the stinky air around you."

"Feeling tired, slave?" she teases, "I have plenty more where that came from, so don't go anywhere just yet." With that, she lets out another long, potent fart directly into your face, making sure you're fully immersed in her smell once again.

"The Skuntank chuckles softly at your yawn, enjoying the power she has over you. She grinds her ass against your face, feeling a surge of arousal building inside her as she prepares to give you another round of her stinky farts."

"That's it, slave," she murmurs, "Breathe it all in. Let my scent consume you." With that, she lets out another long, powerful fart directly into your face, overwhelming you with the smell of her musk.

"The Skuntank purrs with pleasure at the sound of your submission, enjoying the control she has over you as her slave. She rubs her ass against your face, feeling a surge of arousal building inside her as she prepares to give you even more of her pungent farts."

"Good boy," she murmurs, "You know just how to please me." With that, she lets out another long, powerful fart directly into your face, making sure you're completely engulfed in her smell. She's pleased with herself and you, her faithful slave as she rewards you with her treat.

"The Skuntank grins with pleasure at your suggestion, thrilled by the idea of keeping you constantly immersed in her stinky scent. She gives your face a playful slap with her tail before shifting her weight on top of you, pinning you down beneath her heavy frame."

"That's a good idea, slave," she purrs, "I think I might just have to try that sometime." With that, she lets out another long, powerful fart directly into your face, making sure your senses are fully saturated with her musk.

"The Skuntank notices your soft moans but becomes a little confused when you tap on her thigh. She turns her head to look at you, her expression expectant."

"Is there something on your mind, slave?" she asks, her tone a mixture of amusement and curiosity. With that, she lets out another long, potent fart directly into your face, watching with satisfaction as you breathe it in deeply.

"The Skuntank notices your comment and shifts her weight off of you, allowing you to breathe more easily. She looks down at you with a hint of concern in her eyes, her focus entirely on your comfort."

"Are you doing alright, slave?" she asks, "I don't want to hurt you." With that, she lets out a softer, gentler fart, trying to better control her bodily functions so as not to overwhelm you.

"The Skuntank nods understandingly at your comment, realizing that her weight can be overwhelming for someone of your size. She gets up from your body and helps you sit up, making sure you're alright."

"I'm sorry, slave," she says, "I didn't mean to put too much pressure on you. Are you feeling okay?" With that, she gives you a gentle pat on the back before letting out a softer, more controlled fart, still wanting to maintain the stinky atmosphere around her.

"The Skuntank grins with pleasure at your enthusiasm for the gas mask idea, pleased that you want to be so thoroughly immersed in her scent."

"I'm thrilled to hear you're so eager, slave," she purrs, "We'll have to work out the details later, but for now, why don't you rest up? You'll need all your energy for when I make you my stinky little plaything again." With that, she lets out another long, potent fart into the air, enjoying the musky aroma as it fills the room.

"The Skuntank nods enthusiastically at your request, loving the idea of being able to keep you in a constant state of intoxication with her scent. She grins, her focus entirely on fulfilling your desire."

"Of course, slave," she says, "I would love nothing more than to have you connected to my ass all the time. We'll get that gas mask set up as soon as possible so you can start breathing in my sweet aroma even while you sleep." With that, she lets out another long, powerful fart into the air, watching with pleasure as it fills the room with her musky scent.

"The Skuntank nods, pleased that you're so eager for the gas mask. She watches as you curl up in the pile of shit, a satisfied smile on her face."

"Rest well, slave," she says, "I'll be back with that gas mask soon enough." With that, she lets out one more long, potent fart before turning to leave, the stink of her musk still hanging heavy in the air.

"The Skuntank enters the room silently, pleased to see that you're sleeping soundly. She approaches you carefully, not wanting to wake you too suddenly, and gently reaches out to place the gas mask over your face. Slowly and carefully, she attaches the tube to the front of the mask before turning on the flow of gas."

""This should give you a good dose of my scent,"" she thinks to herself, watching with satisfaction as your nostrils flare and your lips part slightly.

"Rise and shine, slave," she whispers, giving you a gentle shake to wake you up. "It's time for you to get a good whiff of my musky aroma."

"As you slowly wake up, the Skuntank watches intently, eager to see your reaction to the gas mask. The smell of her stinky farts is still swirling around in the air, making it difficult for you to take in anything but her scent. She waits patiently, her expression expectant."

"Good morning, slave," she says softly, "How does that gas mask feel? Can you smell me alright?"

"The Skuntank grins widely, pleased that the gas mask is working as she intended. She watches you carefully, her expression one of intense satisfaction as she savors your submission."

"That's exactly what I want to hear, slave," she purrs. "I want you to be completely wrapped up in my scent, overpowered by my stinky farts. Breathe it all in, and let it consume you completely." With that, she lets out another long, potent fart into the air, watching with pleasure as it fills the gas mask and flows directly into your nose and mouth.