This choice: Now, let's see that spray in action! • Go Back... I hear your proposition and my smile grows. Hanging out with you definitely sounds like it could be fun! I begin thinking of all the smelly things we could do. However, your second proposition gets me even more excited. I don't even question why in the heck you would want me to do that. Even if I did, I would already know the answer anyway. You love being stinky! what's more is the mere idea of making others smell me filled me with mischievous glee. I'm more than eager to test my new ability out on you.
"Sounds like a deal to me Gina. I promise to come visit" I say cheerfully.
I feel a rumble in my rear as the glands are stirred up. these ones, a fair bit larger than the ones throughout my body and filled with am oily amber liquid. It was this day that would mark a change in fate for me, at least to some extend. Even once the hypnosis is gone, there's no way I'll be back to normal again after this. For now though, I'm glad. I'm glad to be so rancid, to have unlocked my body's full, smelly potential. The potential I had been keeping locked away for so long! without any real rational thought, I can't imagine why on earth I would deprive myself of this! why had I not tried this sooner!?
After you finish, I run up and give you a quick hug. After letting you go, back up and quickly turn around. Due to my hypnotized mind, my body is able to get to work, doing what it instinctually knows without the interference of an unsure mind. Still, it takes a bit of focus. I point my butt at you and bend down. You actually see my butt twitch a little as I get a feel for the muscles that will from this day forth, be used to spray these payloads from my glands. As my muscles flex and squeeze the glands, you catch a whiff of what's to come even before it flies out. Remarkably, it's strong enough to be noticeable even amidst my already thick aura of stink. An incredibly powerful stench of thick, skuntank musk mixed with a few other subtle odors. For a lover of stink, whatever is to come out of those glands is in for a treat.
After adjusting myself and getting a feel for moving those muscles and compressing my glands, I'm ready to coat you in a fresh layer of spray. I turn my head and smile to you, indicating that I'm ready. then, with no further hesitation, I give my glands a squeeze, and for the first time ever, I fire a thick jet of amber spray straight towards your face. I giggle when I hear it splash against you and almost immediately I'm hit with the smell. It's strong enough to make me dizzy, even with my stink loving hypnotized mind. I actually have to plug my nose it's so strong. however, much to my delight, that isn't all of it. I shoot out another long jet of spray, this time practicing my aim in an effort to cover your body with it. Of course, we also know just what type of range the stench of skuntank spray possesses. I see a number of audience members retching and coughing from the smell as it spreads out and reaches them. Seeing this fills me with delight and I gleefully keep spraying, trying to soak you down entirely. However, those glands can only hold so much, and before long, I run out of spray. try as I might, I can only squeeze out little trickles that slide between my crack as my glands slowly attempt to refill. Powerful as it may be, it would seem I need to wait for it to recharge between uses. Still, I feel an incredible sense of satisfaction as the very taste of the air is heavily tainted by not only my spray, but the thick layers of stink already coming off of me. Indeed, you had truly created a monster this day. Or at least someone who had the potential to become one. Satisfied with my work, I giggle and turn around to you to see how you're holding up.
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