As I sit there, continuing to rub my feet, I wince a little. I can feel your psychic presence enter me further, energies passing throughout my body. Every now and again, I feel something shift. It feels like a pinch followed by a tingling sensation. soon after, I notice it the horrible stink of an oniony BO with my usual mix of general skuntank stench to create something truly foul. Despite already reeking to a pretty ludicrous degree, I become noticeably smellier with every gland you awaken. Many of these tingling sensations seem to occur in my arm pits, but they seem to pop up throughout the rest of my body fairly evenly. I can even feel some more awaken in my butt and feet!
As your energy continues probing, I feel fewer and fewer pinches as the number of dormant glands runs lower and lower until you're eventually scanning the same areas over and over again. by the time my final gland is activated, I can already see members of the audience coughing. My stink hasn't quite spread into the stands yet, but those around the edge were getting a good whiff. To make matters worse for them, I hadn't stopped farting, burping, or stimulating myself that entire time. My gas is as rancid as it's going to get for now, and it's grown foul enough to make my farts and breath visible. seeing how far my stink had grown, I take a huge whiff, which would have knocked me out immediately had I not still been under the influence of your hypnosis, and of course, my addled mind is overcome with joy as I take in just how disgusting I've become. I smell like an entire family of skuntank farting in a sauna, mixes with any number of various other scents, depending on where the stink was emanating from. Still, despite this, I still feel unsatisfied. No, there is one more thing that remains. One thing keeping me from fully realizing the full capability of my skuntank genes, and since you were able to awaken my long dormant glands, maybe you could help me finish this one last step. Feeling overwhelmingly jovial at all of this, I finally stand back up and look to you with a smile.
"Wow, you actually did it. thank you! I'm so incredibly stinky now! Although, there's still one more thing. I can't be a good skuntank if I can't do what all skuntanks are know for" I say.
I then turn around to you and spread my cheeks, casually blasting out another fart as I do so. However, that's not why I'm spreading them, instead, I'm showing you a number of little nubs near my hole, the little nozzles that excrete my oil. since your triggering of my glands, they had grown a little in number. I then let go of my cheeks, closing them before I turn back to you.
"Those are my spray glands. Unfortunately, I've never been able to fire them off. I think my muscles are finally developed for them, but I still can't shoot with them. I think maybe part of them is lying dormant as well, just like my other glands. Maybe you could try your psychic powers on those too?" I ask.
Part of me grows extremely excited about the notion of firing my stink over long distances. Something only possible under hypnosis. otherwise, I'd be more inclined to get them removed than to use them. But this isn't that time. Still under the effects of your hypnosis and your suggestion of growing smellier, I wish to take it all the way!  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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