*A foul stench wafting on the breeze and the constant sounds of loud, deep sniffing filled the air as you made your way through the park. You stopped as you first heard the sound... before your whole body shuddered from the putrid smell you subconsciously inhaled. It was a very sour, very pungent odour that reminded you of the gym lockers back in high school, specifically the ones where people left their sweaty socks to fester for weeks at a time.
It's not like you were a stranger to stinky feet; Your own soles have been known to clear out a room or two after an especially long day. But whoever’s feet you were smelling from a distance were just so raw, so fragrant, so... unapologetic with its harshness, that despite your initial apprehension and disgust... it was starting to grow on you.
SNIIIIIIIFFFF!!! SSSSNNNNIIIIIIFFFFFF!!!! SSSSSNNNNNNNNNIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!
Oh God. Now you were taking equally deep sniffs of the rotten smell, and you cursed yourself for being so intrigued by it. It seems that the owner of the ripe feet and whoever was enjoying their aroma were both just over the hill, and for whatever reason, you felt like you HAD to know who owned the reeking feet. Who cares if you would look suspicious, you could play it off as if you hated it and were trying to find the source of the lovely fragranc... I mean, raunchy stink! Y-you were trying to find the source of the raunchy stink, you reassured yourself.
Taking a deep breath of the sweaty, foot-tainted air, you steeled yourself as you climbed up the hill to find...
A single skunk sitting in the middle of a field of wilted flowers with his pink nose buried firmly between his own toes, huffing the visible stench rising off of them as if they were his only source of fresh air. His tail swayed lovingly with every deep sniff that he took, and his untended foot was practically billowing with foot scent. Both of you were so enthralled in the unabashed display of olfactory self-indulgence that it took the skunk almost 4 minutes to realize you were even there!
His eyes glanced up at you while he was in mid-sniff, his toes curling over his own nose. Both your and his faces turn beet red as each party becomes aware of the other’s awareness to the truly bizarre scenario.
The silence is only broken when the skunk very slowly lifted his other foot and held it up towards your face.
“...... You want a whiff too? 😏” Skunky asked, waiting for your response...
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What can I say? Sometimes my feet stink so much that even I can’t resist their siren smell. Especially when I wear my oldest shoes without socks, like today. The smell was teasing my nose so much that I just had to find a quiet spot to indulge, but it looks like I’ve been discovered... 😅
Art was done by the spectacular
fruitgems who always has a knack for making smelly feet and inhaled foot fumes look so downright cute and tantalizing. I’m glad that I commissioned him, and if anyone’s looking for a really affordable artist, you can’t go wrong with him (provided you have a DA account). Thank you so much for making Skunky and his reeking feet look so adorable. 😊
Don’t forget to Fave the original here.
...Well, do ya? 😏
It's not like you were a stranger to stinky feet; Your own soles have been known to clear out a room or two after an especially long day. But whoever’s feet you were smelling from a distance were just so raw, so fragrant, so... unapologetic with its harshness, that despite your initial apprehension and disgust... it was starting to grow on you.
SNIIIIIIIFFFF!!! SSSSNNNNIIIIIIFFFFFF!!!! SSSSSNNNNNNNNNIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!
Oh God. Now you were taking equally deep sniffs of the rotten smell, and you cursed yourself for being so intrigued by it. It seems that the owner of the ripe feet and whoever was enjoying their aroma were both just over the hill, and for whatever reason, you felt like you HAD to know who owned the reeking feet. Who cares if you would look suspicious, you could play it off as if you hated it and were trying to find the source of the lovely fragranc... I mean, raunchy stink! Y-you were trying to find the source of the raunchy stink, you reassured yourself.
Taking a deep breath of the sweaty, foot-tainted air, you steeled yourself as you climbed up the hill to find...
A single skunk sitting in the middle of a field of wilted flowers with his pink nose buried firmly between his own toes, huffing the visible stench rising off of them as if they were his only source of fresh air. His tail swayed lovingly with every deep sniff that he took, and his untended foot was practically billowing with foot scent. Both of you were so enthralled in the unabashed display of olfactory self-indulgence that it took the skunk almost 4 minutes to realize you were even there!
His eyes glanced up at you while he was in mid-sniff, his toes curling over his own nose. Both your and his faces turn beet red as each party becomes aware of the other’s awareness to the truly bizarre scenario.
The silence is only broken when the skunk very slowly lifted his other foot and held it up towards your face.
“...... You want a whiff too? 😏” Skunky asked, waiting for your response...
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What can I say? Sometimes my feet stink so much that even I can’t resist their siren smell. Especially when I wear my oldest shoes without socks, like today. The smell was teasing my nose so much that I just had to find a quiet spot to indulge, but it looks like I’ve been discovered... 😅
Art was done by the spectacular
fruitgems who always has a knack for making smelly feet and inhaled foot fumes look so downright cute and tantalizing. I’m glad that I commissioned him, and if anyone’s looking for a really affordable artist, you can’t go wrong with him (provided you have a DA account). Thank you so much for making Skunky and his reeking feet look so adorable. 😊Don’t forget to Fave the original here.
...Well, do ya? 😏
Category All / Paw
Species Skunk
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