You lean in, paw now resting on her belly, and take a deep sniff of her delicous aroma. The beefy kick of it making your belly ache for her plumped up meat, drool practically spilling out of your maw now. The girl finally beginning to stir as you peruse her fascinating, tantalising smells.
Starting at her hair and working your way down you can pick up elements of the natural oils of her beautiful brunette strings, coupled with the sweet texture of little girl's shampoo. Johnson's, you recall, not usually a smell a werewolf would find appetizing but it mixes well with the rest of her.
She turns to look and let's out a sleep "wha-" That quickly becomes muffled by your free paw clamping over her jaws. You manage to get a whiff of her wispy breath before it does. Sweet, thickly laid and scented by recent meals she had eaten. You can smell cookies, chicken nuggets and toast, all combining together to form a wonderful air that is now coating the paw that is clamped firmly around her struggling head. You push her down a bit to keep her quiet, leaving the wide and terrified eyes free for now.
Moving down you sniff briefly at her armpits, chest and belly. These two are drenched in the scent of her youthful sweetness and the somewhat tangy smell of fresh sweat. She was scared, you can smell that now. Your werewolf muzzle can pick up every emotion she is feeling from confusion, disbelief, fear all the way down to a dim realisation. Although whether that realisation is that she is about to be eaten or that her brother is werewolf you don't know. It matters little anyway.
You move down and arrive at her butt. You hesitate for the first time now, wondering whether it is OK for you to smell at her round little butt. But even as you do that the whiffs of the smelliest part of her come out through the fabric covering it. Telling you everything about this girl from age to sex to health, all of it there in that thickly sweet scent that you could spend hours divulging. Now you know why dogs enjoyed sniffing butts so much...
After that you glance down her legs and arrive at her clean feet, still sweaty. You give everyone of those tangy toes a deep *SNIFFF*, and then sigh. Finally finished your perusal of this girl
You know so much more about her now, more than ever before. Now the only thing that remains is to put her away in your tummy.
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