“I’ll need you to take off your shirt and lay on the ground for this next part. Oh, and your sandals and shorts. In fact, just take it all off,” he said.
"What are you about to do?" you ask.
"Not much. Just cover you with hyena butter." He replies. Apparently, he really wanted you to stink today. You just shrugged and began to take your clothes off. You would argue about getting naked, but you were deep in the forest and standing with a large smelly gnoll. Hopefully, the smell that comes from this won't be too bad and hopefully, after he's done marking you the two of you can do something interesting. After you take off your clothes and set them to the side, you lay on the dirt. Roth picks up your clothes and hock spits in them a few times before dropping them down again.
“Okay, here comes your second layer of scent,” he said, standing with his behind facing you. He backs up a few steps before lowering his behind down to your chest. You can see some of the yellowish brown ooze come out from his anal gland and fall onto your chest. The smell was absolutely horrible. This was the most potent stuff he could mark something with. His scat smelled worse, but this smell was tougher to wash off and took longer to wear off. You knew that if you already weren’t going to stink like high heaven for days to come, you were now.
He lowered his behind down onto your chest, right where he already dropped some of his musk and started rubbing it across your body. He went up and down your chest and belly, moving as high up as your neck before moving back down. You could feel him secreting more of the putrid substance as he continued rubbing. He lifted your arms and rubbed his butt into your armpits for a few seconds, making sure they got a big dose of the slimy musk. After leaving a big glob in your left armpit, he left a long slimy streak down your arm before repeating the process with your right.
You thought he was going to do your head next, but instead he went down to your crotch. He must want to save your head for last. The gnoll just slid across it once and left it a slimy mess, before leaving more streaks down your legs. As he reached your feet, he grabbed you by the ankles, with one in each paw and rubbed one foot after the other against his anal glands. He spent a few seconds switching between both feet, making sure they were coated from toe to heel in the foul-smelling sludge.
After your feet were covered in so much hyena butter that it was dripping off, he started backing up towards your head. Here’s the part you were afraid of. You get a full view of his anal glands and shut your eyes as you start to see them lower towards your face. You feel his slimy, musk-ridden butt plop onto your face as Roth started smearing his musk across your face. The smell has at its worst here as your nose was right at the source of this filth. He only spent a couple of seconds on your face before moving up to your hair. As he slicked your hair, you wiped the stinking gunk away from your eyes so that you could open them again.
“Okay, all finished,” you hear Roth say as he steps away from you. You look at your body to see that you’re completely covered in Roth’s marking slime. The yellowish-brown gunk was all over you and a lot of it was sticking to your body, with especially large globs of it in your armpits, on your chest, and all over your feet. It was pretty much all you could smell at this point, the musk overpowering your sense of smell. As you start to stand up, you look over to see the hyena beast giving the same kind of stink treatment to your clothes as well, rubbing hyena butter allover them. Apparently, pissing and spitting on them wasn’t enough for him. After finishing, he tosses you the filthy garments. If you weren't just as filthy, you'd drop them, but instead you just put them back on.
He takes a deep sniff of your body and says with a smile across his muzzle, “Oh yeah! That’s now that's a strong smell. You are gonna stink for weeks. I can tell. Man, do I leave a good marking!”
“So anyway,” he says after admiring your new stench. “Now you're totally gross, you smell wild and beastly, and you're ready for a day in the forest!”
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