She was stunningly beautiful. She had long, smooth flowing hair. Her skin was clean, soft and free from blemish. Her eyes were a radiant and stunning shade of blue. Her breasts were perky. She was skinny but very curvy and moved with elegance and grace. She smelled terrible, though.
She was a skunk-girl. She had two, pink furry ears, long, claw-like nails and a big, fluffy pink-and-white striped tail. Her stench was overpowering. Her scent was like strong burning rubber mixed with general human body odor smell. Her breath had a smell that was like a powerful mix of onion and garlic and, like a regular skunk, she could spray her scent on others.
Her odor hit people like a punch in the face. It repulsed them. It made them sick. One whiff would make them run away in disgust and that was how she liked it. She saw her scent as a sort-of force field that protected her from those who might hurt her. It made her powerful and dominant despite her relative small size.
It was a pretty good life hack as well. One time, at a restaurant, there were too many people in line at the service counter.
"Ugg." She moaned. "I don't want to wait in that line!"
She wiggled her tail a little, fanning the people in line with her scent and, soon, the ones that weren't knocked out were running away screaming. She merrily skipped to the front to place her order.
One day a man wearing a lab coat came up to her and said "Yarg! I don't mean to sound rude, but you stink!"
"And that's how I like it!" She replied.
"Why in Earth would you like being so stinky?" He asked curiously.
"It keeps jerks away."
"But, don't you get lonely?"
"No!" She replied firmly.
"Well, I can help you remove your odor if you change your mind." He handed her his card.
"Remove my odor!?" She thought to herself. "Absurd. My stink is what makes me who I am. It is the source of my power! It is why I am feared and respected."
But as she began to reflect on her life, she realized she was lonely. She walked home alone. She ate alone. She slept alone. She lived alone.
She began think maybe that guy could help her after all. She went to the address on the card.
"Okay." She said, nervously. "Remove my odor."
He took her to a backroom where a special tub filled with specially medicated, slightly pink water awaited her. It had a flowery scent. After undressing, she hopped in and started scrubbing herself. As she started scrubbing her tail she noticed that her odor was starting to fade.
"Oh my God!" She thought to herself. "This is actually working! Am I doing the right thing?"
Nevertheless, she continued scrubbing. After drying off and putting on some clothes the guy had picked out for her(a pink skirt with a bow which was frillier and more revealing than what she was used to wearing) she sniffed herself.
Sniff Sniff. There was no trace of her old scent. In its place was a flowery scent that she didn't care for. She buried her nose in her tail.
Sniff Sniff. Again she smelled flowers. She took one long big sniff.
"It's gone! It's completely gone!" She claimed hysterically, regretting what she had done. "How can I go on with out my odor? Have I made a big mistake?"
"Relax." The man said with a mischievous smile she thought seemed sadistic. "Your odor should return in a few months... maybe."
"Months?!" She yelled.
"But don't worry." He replied, smirking. "I am sure you will likely love your new way of being."
She wasn't so sure. She went out and walked home. She felt scared and vulnerable for the first time in a long time.
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The next day she went to lunch again at the deli. She saw there was, again, a long line.
"I know what to do about this!" She thought, forgetting what happened. She turned her back and fanned the crowd with her tail. The room filled with a pleasant, flowery scent.
"That smells delightful!" One person said.
"The cooling breeze is nice too!" Said another.
She was shocked and confused at first, but then she remembered what happened.
She now had to wait in like everyone else. While in line, the other people small-talked with her. She found it annoying.
As she walked home, a sleezy guy approached her.
"Leave me alone!" She exclaimed.
"Make me." He replied.
She instinctively turned around and started waving her tail in his face. She quickly remembered that this was no longer the right thing to do.
"Uh oh!" She said.
"You smell nice!" He said.
He grabbed her tail and pulled her closer. Her tail was sensitive and she usually hated anyone touching it. He put his hands around her and started kissing her neck. She was in hell.
Then she got an idea. She jabbed him with one of her sharp nails and he yelped in pain. She squirmed away and was free.
At home she sat curled up, worried.
"This is awful!" She moaned. "What have I done? Can I really make it several months without my odor? I don't know if my odor will even come back on its own. That guy doesn't seem as trustworthy as I thought he was."
She decided she couldn't wait. She needed to take action. She decided to eat a hearty diet of onions, garlic, cheese and other stinky foods and worked out until she developed a powerful stench. She felt like herself again.
She strutted around filled with confidence. She realized something important about herself: She didn't need the approval of others.
After a few months, her natural odor returned, on top of the artificial odor she had created for herself. She was now quite possibly the smelliest creature to ever live.
She went back to the office of the man who had taken her odor. He answered the door and began to speak.
"Why hello—-YARG! You smell worse than before! Would you like another dose?"
"No way! I have come to give you a dose!"
She did a handstand and positioned her butt and tail right on front of his face. She farted hard. He passed out and his office filled with stink. She merrily and happily skipped away.
