Please comment, this one was really fun to write, because my biggest pleasures are tf, hypnotism, hypno skunks, hypno cowboys, hypno stink, and hypno socks (wanna guess what the common ground is...?), so this one was really fun to write as it has all of them.




It was time for a vacation this year and I was really looking forward to it. Well actually I was not very excited, it wasn't really my cup of tea. I met someone online and we got along greatly and he offered to let me stay on his ranch for my vacation. I wasn't very excited for it, but I thought I might as well broaden my horizions, and I hated country life. Brandon was really nice and I thought that maybe it would be nice to see if the ranch could have a nice effect. He knew I wasn't very excited for it but he said he wanted to make me have a nice vacation, so I agreed. He has two room mates and he said they were really nice, so I thought I'd give it a shot, but I still had my doubts. With me being from Oklahoma, it was assumed that I would like to visit a ranch, but no, I don't want to, but Brandon said that it would be good for me.

I drove for about an hour until I found the adress, it was secluded and very far out, but I expected that. When I pulled into the driveway, I saw someone standing backwards dressed as a stereotypical cowboy, I was not happy about that, but was still not surprised. I got out of my car and tapped him on the shoulder and asked if he was Brandon. He turned around, gave me a hand shake, and said yes he was. Now I actually was surprised, he wasn't a person, he was a skunk. I just assumed his tail was fake, we did meet on a site for furries. I said hi and nice to meet you and all, but I was still surprised with him being a skunk. I tried to be suddle about it but it was made very apearant that I was surprised, but he didn't seem to mind, but he didn't mantion anything. He spoke with a country accent and was kind to me despite me shock. As expected from him being a skunk, he did smell, I mean skunk scent mixed with cowboy scent, equals not a pleasent scent. As he guided me into the house, I held my nose a bit and he introduced me to one of his house mates, another skunk... and he was just as smelly as Brandon. I could handle it becase I don't have a very strong sense of smell, but I'd rather not focus on it. Brandon introduced me to the other skunk and his name was Brad. He sounded just like Brandon and acted just like him too, he also was just as kind as him.

We seem to hit it off, but I had some concerns about the house, it was really unclean, like there were boots and socks everywhere, there were half eaten dog bowls on the tables for some reason, and there was no seat on the couch that wasn't stained by sweat. As you can imagine, this place smelt like crap and it was hard to not pass out. The skunks seemed to not care about the smell,in fact when they took their boots and socks off, they breathed in deeply and smiled. Brandon noticed I was kind of grossed out, mainly because I refused to sit on stains, so he offered to bting out the guest chair, thet they never use, so it didn't smell bad. I was glad for that.

I asked them what they like to do for fun but they were being very vague, and just told me that they were things I wouldn't like. This left me confused as to why they would even want me to come, but I simply chaned the subject and asked where the third mate was. Brandon told me that he went out riding and would be back soon, then they realized they wanted to go riding as well. They got up, each put an old pair of socks from the floor on their feet then put their boots back on, which was gross, and headed out. Brandon asked me if I wanted to come and I said yes, though it was really to get out of the smell, and honestly if I have to chose skunks riding horses over this. there's a problem... When they got to the barn, they revealed they had horses, cows, goats, and pigs, and the smell in it was horrid, but again, they just breathed it in deeply. They got a horse out, they lead it straight to me, and it smelled horrible, its breath was rancid and it was kind of gassy... But the skunks loved it and got on happily, so I just quietly followed.

They just talked about what I could do to help the ranch: manure shoveling, pig feeding, all that smelly stuff, what did I get myself into? They at first were telling me this but slowly switched over to their own excitement for doing these. As nice as they are, they have some strange interests. We wwere riding for a long time, at first the smell also grossed me out, but I eventually got used to it. I eventually stopped paying attention to the cowboys and started to think about me giving up my vacation at Disney Land for this... These guys have been really kind to me and I don't want to be ungreatful but come on they are really making it hard on me! I then remembereed that there was a third one there, who was most likely a skunk too. I hopped that he would be more normal and lessed obsessed with things that stink. The ride was over and we went back to the barn and we hopped off the horses. They went back inside, saying that the other one should be back now, but I stayed in the barn for a minute to kind of avoid going into that mess. I looked my horse in the eye for a moment, it stared right at me blankly, as if it was mindlessly following me no matter what, that was a creepy feeling.

When I returned to the house, I walked in on them and was weirded out... I saw the third one who actually also was a skunk too, and he took his boots and socks off, and Brad was putting his face in the boots while Brandon was putting his face into his socks... that was too far even for them, but the third one also seemed weirded out by that too... He also had that skunk/cowboy smell to him but it wasn't was bad as Brandon or Brad. He introduced himself to me and seemed to be the most level headed out of all the cowboys. He shook my hand and told me howdy like a typical cowboy and apologized for the others' attitude and quirks. He lead me outside after he took his boots and socks back from the skunks. and wanted to talk to me one on one, and honestly I did too. I asked him what was with his room mates' obsession with smelly things and he told me it was just their skunk nature, they coldn't help it. I liked this guy the most, honestly his scent didn't bother me that much, in fact compared to them, it was kind of nice. We sat down on the bench and he was asking me some questions about my life and I explained to him that I was from the subarbs and didn't really want to come here. He was understanding so I asked him a few qestions about his life, which explains the others' lives as well. He explained that being a skunk made it hard for him to make any friends, and anthro skunks are really uncommon. He told me that despite it all these skunks make it fine for him. He then took off his hat and asked me to sniff it. It was worn, sweaty, and gross, and I asked him why he wanted me to do that and he told me that it would help his self esteem, so I gave in. I at first took only a small sniff of it but when I did, something happened. I without really thinking put my head deep into the hat and took a much stronger whiff, I don't know what came over me but something told me to so that. I eventually got a hold of myself and shook it off, I looked embarassed and asked him not to judge me. He told me not to worry about it, that he deals with it all the time. As he went inside with me following, I asked if I could keep the hat, I looked in the small mirrow by the window and realized it looked pretty good on me. He said he would be happy to give a gift to a new friend.

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The next day I had awaken with kind of a headache, but it wasn't really bad. After I got dressed, I remembered that I asked for an old cowboy hat, that was unlike me but for some reason it looked good on me so I put it back on, the smell still being kind of gross but I had gotten used to that, but only that. When I got downstairs I noticed the skunks were having breakfest, eating pet food out of dog bowls, man these guys need help. It turns out that that was only Bradon and Brad, the other one was eating turkey bacon and hash browns, honestly I questioned why I had to meet Brandon online instead of him. I walked right away from them and went right for the hash browns, thank goodness they were on paper towles instead of their gross plates. It was then when I realized I didn't even know the third''s name yet, so I asked him. He told me it was Shawn and handed me a piece of turkey bacon. I thanked him and asked him why the others were eating dog food. He told me that they loved pets, a bit too much for my comfort zone. I was surprised when he told me this, I mean I can understand the mess, cowboys are like that, but this is really unsetteling. While talking to Shawn, I noticed that the smell wasn't as bad in here either, I mean it was still gross, but I think I'm getting used to it, which to me is a problem, but despite their quirks, I couldn't tell them, they're too nice. When they finished, they said it was time to do some work to work up a sweat, and I knew this wasn't gonna be fun...

They got out to the barn and started explaining what they had to do, it was then when Shawn started to get bad too. He gave me all the gross work to do, which actually made the others sad. I asked him why and he said it was because the two needed a break from all the gross smells. While I was unhappy with this, it made sense so I agreed. Cleaning a barn and grooming all the horse, but also the donkeys, mules, goats, cows, and even the pigs, ick there. I was annoyed and put my hand on hy forehead as I sighed. I did it again while taking my hat off and sing it for a comedic effect, and I inadvertantly took another sniff of it, and when I did the chorse didn't seem so bad. They lead me to the livestock and showed my how to wash them and be kind to them. I started washing the horses and the time seemed to fly, at first I was nervous about the smell, but the more I did it, the more I got used to it, honestly the goats and pigs smelt pretty good. I had taken six hours to do this and honestly the time flew by. I was surprised when the skunks came by and told me I needed to take a break while Shawn was out riding, and I was actually kind of upset, it was kind of fun to be sincere.

They lead me back in, but Brandon and Brad seemed kind of off, I'm not sure why but it was strange even for them. When we got into the living room, Brandon and Brad suddenly grabbed me and wouldn't let go; I tried to get out but they were holding me pretty tight. I asked what they were doing but they didn't say anything, but they were smiling creepily, and their eves had been spinning. Once I saw that I knew something was up. That promped me to ask what happened and they finally responded, speaking some what slower than normal. They told me that they were just like me, city people who met a nice guy online and stayed here, Brad met Shawn, and Brandon met Brad, and now I met Brandon... I was confused and asked for more and they told me that all the smells here were horrid for them as well, but he managed to change their minds. This made me scared, was I going to be just like them? Whatever they were. Before they could continue, Shawn had came in and was chuckeling to himself. I asked him what was going on and he was more clear than these guys. He took his boots and socks off and eexplained that due to his smell that he always loved, everyone made him an outcast despite him trying to make friends. He learned that ranching is the perfect job for people who love bad smells, but he still felt lonely, so he called out for some friends. I asked how they became these weird zombie things and he chuckled again, making me sturggle to escape again to no avail. He picked up his sock and told me that his stinks can have a 'special' effect on people, and that got me worried even more. Before he could explain further, he walked up close to me and simply put the sock right in my face. It was horrible, it was sweaty, it was smelly, and suddenly it was addicting. It stank so much but I couldn't stop taking in the smell even if I tried, in fact the skunks even let go of me as Shawn started chuckling again. I wanted to throw it away and run off, I wanted to call for help and attack them, but I couldn't, all I could do is smell this sock. In fact, after a few deep whiffs, I didn't want to fight it anymore, I loved it. The smell never changed, but it really grew on me, I wanted to smell it for as long as I could. Eventually Shawn let go of it and I grabbed it myself and stopped fighting it, The stink brought me great joy, this sock was amazing. The more I smelt it, I started to speak a bit, but all that was on my mind was the sock and its stink, so all I could say was 'sock...', 'smell...', and 'stink...' which made the skunks smile even harder and I started to smile as well. My eyes opened and were spinning just like the skunks' eyes were. Shawn took the sock out of my hand and told me my journay had begun and soon I would be the perfect stinky cowboy slave. Hearing this made me very happy, being a cowboy, being a slave, and being stinky, it seemed so much better now. We spent the rest of the day just smelling the socks on the ground until we went to bed.

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The next morning I had awaken in a much better mood, bright and early at 5:00 to get to work. I went right down stairs and noticed the skunks had not gotten up yet but they followed me in, which means I waoke up before them. I asked them what was for breakfast, Shawn told me he was going to have hash browns and turkey bacon again, and his pets were going to eat dog kibble. Despite my new way of seeing the world, that seemed gross, and I said I'd rather not. Brandon and Brad didn't listen and went straight for the dog bowls, but I tried to ask Shawn for something not meant for animals. Shawn wasn't happy about this, and he put on an act od disappointment while wanting me to remember what my place here was, to be his loyal pet. I still said no, making myself unhappy, so Shawn put a pair of his socks into his sweaty hat, and went right up in my face... Once he shoved it on my nose I breathed deeply and felt more willing to comply. He told me that as his pet I had to eat pet food, and as I breathed in the mix of the socks and the sweat, I instantly agreed. I filled a bowl and ate like a pet, after all, that was what I was.

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At the end of the day after all the work was done, I felt happy, I was starting to be smelly like the other cowboys, but I still was sad, despite my musk I still was not a true skunk. A skunk's stink was much stronger than anything I could ever hope to be. When we put the horses back in their stables, I headed back towards the house, but the skunks remained where they were. I turned around and asked what they were doing and they told me it was time to be a true cowboy slave like them. This confused me because I was already a cowboy and loyal to every scent Shawn made, but they told me there was something I still had to do... I needed to become a skunk! I asked how to become one and they simply turned around and bent over, and let out their strongest stink spray. It smelt so strong and smelly and it brought me great joy. However, when they stopped I felt weird, like I was getting warmer. This is because my body was being covered with beautiful black and white fur! My hands felt kind of numb, but after a moment, they got smaller and my nailed had become much more pointy like paws. In my cowboy boots I felt the same thing, and when I got the feeling back, I knew my feet became paws too. I was feeling happier, becuase there was something growing in my pants... (no not that, I'm only 17!) a tail had grown, it had pushed itself right out of my pants and was waving freely and it felt so amazing! Lastly, My face stretched out a bit, coming to a point on my nose, which had become black and wet, and my sense of smell had gotten so much stronger, so I could smell all the stink in the entire farm then!

I had become a true skunk, a true cowboy, and a true slave at that moment. Shawn smiled and put his hand on my shoulder and simply told me that I was one of his pets now. I grinned at the thought as if it was the best reward ever, with my eyes turning from red circles to blue circles, securing me forever. We went back into the house and celebrated the transformation with some nice sock sniffing before we went to bed.

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Well there you hae it, that's where I am now, and I could not be happier with my new life, now I gotta go, I've met someone online and I want to invite her to visit us here on the ranch...