When you open the door, you see a young lizard that looked about 18 or 19, wearing a F.U.R.R.Y. wrestling t-shirt and a pair of black jeans.
"Bella Bottom! I am such a huge fan! You're the best wrestler I've seen here!" He said.
"And smelled I hope," you say smiling. You liked meeting your fans, especially ones that can tolerate the awful odors coming from the matches. "You want something, kid?"
"Two things. First, can I have your autograph?" He says, producing a pen and a notepad.
"Yeah, sure." You take both and sign your name on an empty page before giving it back. "What's the other thing?"
"Can I get... the Full Treatment?" He asks.
"Ooh, you must be a really big fan." You say, a bit surprised. "You sure about this?"
After he nods, you say, "Okay, come on in and get ready for it."
You let him inside the locker room, noticing him taking a whiff of the room's stench, and direct him over to a bench. Only the bravest of FURRY's foul play fans asked one of their wrestlers for The Full Treatment. It was a full body scent marking that the wrestlers would give the fans brave enough to ask, who wanted to show their support by wearing their stink out in the audience. Because you were so filthy so much, anything, or rather anyone, you marked will likely stink for days, or even weeks, but fans that ask for this tend to wear the foul smell with pride so you weren't worried at all. As you were standing over the lizard laying down on the bench, you tell him to take off his clothes. The first thing you're going to do is...
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