WARNING: THE FOLLOWING STORY INCORPERATES ADULT THEMES AND HAS EXTREME GRAPHIC SKUNKINESS, READ ON IF YOU WANT TO BUT REMEMBER, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Too much to handle
by Stynx Darkstripe

The skunkettes ass loomed closer and closer to his face as she let out a evil laugh which would have made any villian proud, the man beneath tied and subdued, there was nowhere to run and he tried desperately not to breath as her big furry backside engulfed his face.

BONG! The clock chimed. Darren looked up from his seat. It was 8'o clock already. He was going to be late for the date he had that night and he didn't want to miss it. He had been reading a story that had been posted on the internet and had got so engrossed in it that he just lost sense of all time.
"Damn!" He cursed, quickly turning the computer off and rushing to get his best clothes on. He'd said he meet his date at 8.10 and there was at least a 20 minute drive, he was going to be cutting it fine. His mind was still swimming in the thoughts of the story as he finally got out the door and into his car. He had enjoyed it, he knew he would have to finish reading it later, but for now he had his date to attend to. Silently he wished that she too was a skunkette, but then he snapped back to reality.
"Heh, it's not like anything like that ever happens."
And then he drove to his destination.

11.30, Darren had never actually made it in time for his date, he was of course late and she had already left. He felt depressed and had been ordering drink after drink. He downed another then took a quick glance at the clock on the wall. Usually he'd like to be home before midnight, besides, nothing was going to happen now and so he grabbed his coat and made a exit from the resaurant after paying his bill. Of which he was suprised to find he had ordered so many glasses of wine. He stopped, about to unlock his car but then gave a second thought.
"I've had too much to drink, I'll walk and get the car in the morning."
The walk shouldn't have took too long, Darren knew a short cut from where he was going anyway which would cut his journey time considerably, he found himself staggering slightly and was aware that he'd be arriving to the smaller streets soon away from the main one, all he'd have to do was take a turn left here. Darren walked up the street a while and staggered having to lean against a nearby wall where he stopped a second to get his bearings.
"Heh, too much to drink I think." He mused. He was about to set off again but heard something shouting, he could just make it out.

"Hey!" Shouted a small voice, Darren looked around but couldn't see anything or anyone and so dismissed it until he heard the voice again.
"Hey, you. Down here!" It called.
This time Darren looked down on the ground and too his suprise he saw a small humanoid figure waving both it's arms at him. He focused his concentration on the tiny figure more and he bocome more and more aware of unusual features, A tail, and some striped fur, until he was sure that he was looking at a miniture skunkette. He stood back up and shook his head.
"Defenately had too much to drink." He said and was about to walk on until the skunkette called out to him again.

"Hey you! Where do you think you're going? Pick me up! I want to speak with you."
Darren was somewhat confused, he wasn't aware that alcohol induced hallucinations could talk. Silently he stopped and lowered his hand down for the little skunkette and she hopped on. Darren brung her up to his face so he could see her more clearly, indeed she was small enough to fit into the palm of his hand but her curves were somewhat desirable.
"Did you say you want to speak with me?" Asked Darren.
"Well, I did need a lift!" The skunkette explained.
"I can't beleive you were about to walk off and leave little old me here!"
"Well, you don't see skunkettes everyday you know, where do you want a lift to?"
"Wherever your going!" Replied the curvy little skunkette smiling sweetly.
"I can't take you home with me!" Cried Darren.
"and why not?" Asked the skunkette, distracting Darren by placing her fists on her ample hips. Darren shook his head once again, he'd decided that he had drunk way to much and it was playing tricks with his mind.
"Because you're just a image that my minds made up, when i'm not too drunk you'll not be around anymore."
The skunkette in his hand began to look a lot more angrier at his words, but Darren now seemed convinced that the skunkette was just a figment of his imagination and didn't feel scared of anything she could do.
"The cheek!" The skunkette cried
"So I'm just an image am I? Care to put that to the test?" The skunkette turned around and raised her tail, bending at the hips, she had her weaponry aimed directly for Darrens face but he seemed neither panicked or impressed by the skunkettes warning. He smiled a little...
"Yes, I am. I'm willing to think you're just going to disappear like a dream in a second and to be honest, I must look pretty stupid talking to myself, everyone knows skunkettes aren't real. Besides, if you are real what do you intend to do to me at your size, your smell will hardly register. Give me your worst!"
The skunkette laughed evilly.
"So, you think i'm not real? From the sounds of it you've had no experience with our kind before either. I'll show you just how real I am and just remember...you asked for this."
All of a sudden the skunkette let loose and suprising amount of skunk spray drenched Darren's head. The stink was overpowering and he ended up falling to his knees choking on a the stench the the skunkette had released. However he managed to keep the skunkette in the palm of his hand, whom was busy laughing triumphantly at Darren's misery.

"Okay!" He choked
"Perhaps, Maybe, you are real. I'll take you with me just as long as you don't do that again. Get in my coat pocket and i'll carry you, it'll be best that way!"
"Coat Pocket" The skunkette screeched.
"I don't think i'm going in there, no! Now keep still, i'm getting the view from your shoulder."
"But, if anyone sees you..."
"I say shoulder, unless of course you'd like a little shower again."
"No, I..."
"Then that's settled, just do what I say and you'll be fine."
With that the skunkette climbed up Darrens arm and perched herself on his shoulder. Darren gave a few silent curses and still wasn't entirely convinced of the skunkettes state of being. On top of that he was still slightly tipsy and he now smelt of skunk too, but he decided that it wasn't the best policy to make this skunkette any angrier, no matter how small she may be, she could still pack the wallop of a full sized skunk. Darren didn't want to incur her stinky wrath anymore and so continued home.

The walk the rest of the way was very quiet, alough the skunkette occasionally reached up and raked the side of Darren's face with her blunt claws to remind him that he was still there. As he reached his door he took out his keys and fumbled around with the lock a little, trying to get it in the keyhole in his slightly intoxicated state.
"I've been thinking anyway." Darren began, finally getting the door unlocked and swinging the door open to step inside what he called his home sweet home.
"How long were you waiting in that street, there would have been lots of people passing. So why me?" He asked the skunkette as Darren bent down to allow her to jump off his shoulder onto a table elsewhere in the room.
"Lets just say I trust you more then any other that passed me tonight, I doubt they would have be as accomadating as you are to a poor little defensless skunkette. I expected you to live somewhere bigger though." She complained. She was right though, Darren's house only consisted of a handful of rooms, the living room where he had his bed and tv among other possesions, the kitchen and the bathroom.
"You're anything but defenseless!" Snapped Darren, the skunkette giggled at his little "joke"
"Look, I just think it's a little wierd that i've met a skunkette and quite frankly I still think i'm going insane. Anyway, if you're at least going to be around for a while as you say you are don't you at least have a name I can call you by."
"Of course!" The skunkette laughed.
"I never introduced myself to you after all did I? My name is Sylvia, and yours is?"
"Darren" Came the reply as he shuffled off into the kitchen. He grabbed a glass and filled it with water before returning to the room to continue the conversation with Sylvia, the small skunkette whom he had met earlier.
"What the hell do you want with me anyway, there's got to be a reason you insisted so much on coming home with me tonight anyway." Darren said in between drinks. The skunkette suddenly dropped her authorative stance, looking down and digging her toe into the table, hands behind her back with a sheepish smile on her face.
"I was looking for a little fun tonight." She said, looking up at Darren sweetly. Darren already knew this creature was anything but sweet, and her act wasn't going to work on him.
"Fun?" Asked Darren.
"Oh come on, i've seen the way you've been looking at me since you met me. I can see you want me. Don't worry..." She winked at him.
"I can see you want to smell my lushious backside again" She turned and shook her rear end at Darren. He was took aback, he was livid.
"You spray me and force me to take you home with you for this? I don't know who you think you are but you're not getting any fun here!" Darren shouted, slamming his now empty glass on the table.
"It's late! and I stink of skunk thanks to you! I'm going to take a shower to see how much of it I can get off, and then i'm going to bed. I've had enough of today and you for that matter. I'll be glad once these stupid hallicinations stop so I can just get on with my life!"

Sylvia was took aback herself, and she took offense to Darren's comments. She was well aware that she was as real as he was and she didn't like being called a hallucination, and she also took offense to Darren's comment to wash her scent off. She was taking none of Darrens threats, for she knew she had a bigger one of her own behind her, and it didn't take long for her to aim it at Darren again.
"Hey! Do I have to remind you of what I do if you don't listen to me." She threatened, her tail raising higher all the time.
"How dare you even think of washing my marvoulous scent off. I swear, if you wash that off then I'm just going to have to replace it, and I swear it'll be much worse then last time!" Sylvia's eyes narrowed dangerously, she wasn't the type of girl to bluff and was of course willing to use her powers to her advantage as much as she could. Darren didn't agree...
"You wouldn't dare, i'll kick you out back onto the streets again!" Sylvia of course was going to have none of Darren's own threats and was all ready to fire.
"Oh! So I would'nt would I? Pehaps you need a reminder of how it smelt the last time!" Sylvia fired her weaponry, unleashing a cloud of fine stinking droplets. But Darren was quick, and as she fired, as he had expected her to do, he slammed down the glass over her trapping her inside with her own assault. She fell to her knees as her own stink engulfed her and coughed and wretched at the smell.
"You bastard! I swear I'll get you back for this!" She choked out.
"Yeah, right!" Came the defiant reply.
"Perhaps if you learn some manners I'll let you out. Let's just say you've just learnt a big avantage of having such a size difference over you. Enjoy your "marvolous" scent." And with that, he walked off to take his shower, leaving the poor skunkette to marinade in her own stink.
"Just you wait, if you think you've had the last laugh you're wrong." But all she could do was sit and wait for his return.

Darren meanwhile was mumbling and grumbling to himself in the shower, he had found that skunk spray was a hard thing to get rid of no matter how much you scrubbed with soap. He was thinking about how the night had gone.
"Who does she think she is acting like that. She must know that I find her attractive, damn! I still don't know whether she's as real as she says she is or not, but she certainly smells real. She looks real too, she really is damn hot...Damn! Snap out of it man, look at the size of her, she couldn't have fun with me at that size if she wanted too.... But she was defenately flirting with me back there, and I guess she doesn't smell too bad.... Perhaps I am being a little harsh on her, might be interesting with a mini skunkette around anyway."

Sylvia had been having thoughts of her own. All of them led to one thing...revenge, and she knew just how to get her revenge on Darren, she knew about her other powers, and she knew that Darren couldn't resist her, she knew he couldn't from the start. She could see it in his eyes. Darren had a lot of surprises coming to him in the near future.
"If he thinks I stink now....he he he!" She finished with an evil chuckle.

A while passed and Darren emerged from the shower dressed in his pajamas, he was obviously ready to go to sleep after such a hectic night, but he also feeling guilty because of what he had done to Sylvia earlier. The skunkette tapped on the inside of the glass to get his attention. Darren walked over and lifted the glass off the top of Sylvia with a sigh, freeing her from her transparent prison.
"Look Sylvia, I guess I was a little harsh on you earlier by trapping you in there. I guess it's just that i'm finding it hard to bend my head round having a skunkette about the house. Will you forgive me if I let you stay here for a while?"
"I dunno." Mused Sylvia for a while, what you done was pretty harsh on me like you said. Hmmm...Okay! I won't spray you for trapping me under that glass."
"Thankyou!" Said Darren.
"I guess we'll have to find you somewhere to sleep tonight then. I think i've got a box of matches and some cotton wool in the kitchen, I hope that'll do for someone your size."
"Don't bother!" Sylvia shouted back at Darren as he was going to fetch them.
"I'm going to sleep with you tonight!"
"No way! Out of the question!" Darren said right back at her.
"And why not?" Asked Sylvia her hands on her hips tapping her foot. Darren had no reason to refuse, but he had to think quick.
"Well...It's dangerous for you, I might roll over and squash you or something."
"Don't worry, you think i'd ask if I hadn't thought of that myself."
"But...ah! Nevermind." Sighed Darren.
"It looks like once you've made up your mind you're not going to change it, just be careful okay." With that Darren submitted by picking the skunkette up and placing her on the pillow. Darren climbed in after and Sylvia snuggled up to his cheek.
"Good night then." Darren said and before long he had drifted off to sleep. Sylvia however was'nt, she had been waiting for this moment when she could put her revenge plan into action without Darren noticing. When he woke up in the morning he was going to have a very interesting surprise...

Darren's alarm went off at 11.30. It was a Saturday so he slept in late. He yawned and blinked his eyes, that's when he remembered the events that transpired last night. He turned his head, but Sylvia wasn't there, and he sighed, but he was not sure whether it was in relief or disappiontment.
"Then it must have just been a hallucination after all." He said, then he turned back on his bed once again to go back to sleep, only to come face to face with Sylvia. Her nose was up to his, which was weird, because she had been only a few inches tall yesterday. And now Darren could clearly see her emerald green eyes staring into his.
"Good morning." She said with a smile. Darren sat up in shock, it seemed that overnight somehow Sylvia had grown, and looking at the sheets she was roughly about Darren's height.
"Suprised?" She asked.
"I knew you would be." Darren found it very difficult to find any words and after a few failed attempts found it nessarcary to stand up and retreat from the now human sized skunkette.
"What's the matter?" Sylvia asked.
"I thought you would have liked it better if I was your size, now instead of running, why don't you come back into bed with me and perhaps we can have that little fun I talked about last night."
Darren still didn't know what to say, but now that Sylvia was roughly around the same height as he was he could see now that she was more beautiful then he has noticed when she was small. He noticed now that she had what he would consider a practically perfect body, large but firm breasts, not too large though, a nice toned stomach and some wide curvy hips. As if this wasn't enough Sylvia knew how to be very, very seductive. It was as if he couldn't resist her charms, without a word Darren clambered into bed next to her again, unable to take his eyes of Sylvia's form. He was falling right into this stinky siren's trap, but he couldn't help it.

Sylvia moved over and grabbed Darren with both arms and pulled him close to her where they could share a hug. Sylvia lowered his head between her breasts while Darren found himself unable to resist. Her warm luxurious fur engulfing him giving him a feeling that he'd never felt before and one he knew he'd yearned for for a long time. Sylvia let his head up again so she could plant a kiss on his lips, at first Darren found it a little alkward, he was not used to kissing anything with a muzzle after all, but soon their toungues were entangled in a long passionate kiss. He wasn't sure whether it was him who didn't want to break it or whether it was Sylvia, but he knew now that Sylvia must have had just as much lust for him since they met as well. That's why she had chosen to come with him in the first place, for she already knew, when the deed was done Darren would be accepting. He felt like a fool for trying to push her away.

Sylvia bit his lip with her blunt pointed teeth and raked her claws down Darren's chest, Darren jumped in shock at the sensations and rolled to the side, Sylvia followed to lie on top of him and now he couldn't shift her weight off him if he wanted to. Sensing that Darren was now vunerable she suddenly flipped her body with lightning speed and Darren found himself staring up at the skunks backside. He was shocked at the swift moment, and the image reminded him of the story he had read yesterday. Back then he would have killed to find himself in this position, but now he was here with Sylvia, he wasn't too sure.
"What are you doing?" Darren gulped, after being on the receiving end of that thing once before he wasn't too sure of his saftey anymore.
"Just having fun. Aren't you?" Sylvia asked. And with that line, she slowly started to decend her ass towards Darren's face. Darren knew he was in danger, but he couldn't shift the skunkette, nor could he move his head.
"It's time for my revenge for what you did last night, I hope you enjoy the smell of skunk ass."
"Wait! came the panicked reply, you said you would forgive me for trapping you under the glass!" Darren shouted desperately, hoping he could find a way out of this situation. Sylvia let out a disheartening and evil sounding laugh.
"I said I would forgive you for trapping me under the glass, but I never said I would forgive you for everything else you did last night." She laughed evilly again.
"But if you really still think you can get out of this then there's one thing that you could do to sway my mind... Possibly. But it's not a sure thing let me tell you."
Right now Darren was panicking and would like any way out of this he could.
"Okay, what is it?" He asked. From his position he could not see the evil leer on Sylvia's face, she knew she now had him at his mercy and she enjoyed that feeling.
"Kiss my ass!" She ordered.
"What! you've got to be kidding me!" Darren shrieked, he struggled to escape, but it was useless, Sylvia had a suprising amount of strength.
"Is that your final answer?" She added, her asshole puckering, looking ready to fire at point blank range, and Darren knew now, this skunkette didn't bluff about a thing.
"Okay, okay! You win...I'll....do it." He said with a sigh.
Darren didn't fancy the idea of kissing a skunks ass, but what other choice did he have. It was his only possible avenue of escape. Hesitant he puckered his lips and planted a quick kiss on the furry buns of Sylvia.
"There! I've done it, now let me go!"
"Let you go? For that? No, no my sweet. Perhaps I should elaborate more on what I meant. I wanted you to kiss my ASSHOLE not my buns. SO GET TO IT!" She finally snapped.
Darrens heart dropped, he feared that she had meant that, she bent down a little more to give him easier access. He felt sick, but there was no avoiding it. He puckered his lips and leant in, as soon as he felt them touch the flesh of her asshole though she puckered it and he pulled back abruptly, grossed out at the fact that Sylvia actully got him to do it. But she wasn't finished.
"You're making me impatient! I don't know what you called that, but that wasn't a kiss! This time I want you to do it properly and god help you if your lips don't connect for at least 15 seconds. I'll be counting, any less and you're going to get a little stinky surprise, I need I remind you that you DO NOT want that where your face will be. Now, kiss my ass!"
Darren was thinking dark thoughts about her now, making him do this. It was embarrasing, thankfully there was no one around to see. But he was well aware of the dangerous position he was in now. He had no choice, he frowned and puckered his lips again inching closer slowly. Till once again his lips made contact with Sylvia's asshole. She pushed back to make things worse and they were both mentally counting. 1..2..3. For Sylvia the time was going too fast, for Darren, painfully slow but he didn't know the worst was yet to come. 8...9...10. They both reached and then Sylvia decided now was a good time to extract more revenge on Darren, she was really going to make him pay.
BRAARRRTTTT!
Sylvia let loose with a long, loud and fragrant fart which lasted the remander of the five seconds that was left. As the time drew to a close Darren rapidly drew back and looked for retreat from Sylvia's gaseous blast, but found none and was forced to endure it's smelly wrath.
"Pardon me!" Sylvia said in a fake apologetic tone, she obviously meant for it to happen.
"Who would've though THAT would happen while your were kissing me? Well, I guess everyone's got to do it sometime. Unfortunely for you I guess that time was now." She added with another evil laugh.
"You dirty bitch!" Darren shouted back at her, Sylvia just laughed.
"Shouldn't that be dirty skunk? Now come off it, you enjoyed that just as much as I did!"
Darren was speechless, how could she say that! She was torturing him over it.
"Okay, you've had your fun and revenge. Now can you let me go, I get the point."
"Let you go? Oh no! The fun has only just begun! Go on, why don't you take a lovely sniff of that while you're down there."
With that she fully sat down on Darrens face engulfing it within those furry globes, Darren tried once again to escape but still it was futile and Sylvia's asshole met the nose of Darren. she sat down harder, that fleshy pucker pressing up against Darren's nose and then she let loose with another gaseous anal blast. Darren tried to hold his breath but just when he though he could hold it long enough Sylvia unleashed another. He had to take a breath and as he did all he got was the pungent smell of Sylvia's fart. Darren gagged and coughed, trying to Sylvia off. But he knew it was hopeless, and he started to plead to her.
"Please no more, I get the point. I won't anger you ever again...I'll let you do whatever you like."
"Shut up!" Shouted Sylvia.
"I'm doing whatever I like right now, and I hate people who blubber like a little baby. You've done the exact opposite of what you said and that just angers me more. Now, you think this was bad before, then you better brace yourself."

He felt Sylvia's asshole pucker against his nose and he thought she was going to blast him with her musk, he held his breath instinctively and closed his eyes, he didn't fancy getting a dose of skunk spray when the skunk was sitting on his nose. But to his surprise he didn't get that punishment. He opened his eyes again and gasped with fear, panic and shock all at once. He could see Sylvia, or at least the part he could see growing in size. Her asshole was now growing to the entire size of his head and he pleaded with her even more as she mashed his face against it. The smell only grew worse.
"Please...No!"
"What did I say about blubbering!" She shouted back.
"Have you learned nothing while you're down there? It was a bad mistake to anger me before, and now at this size? I'm afraid your all out of chances so now...." Sylvia laughed one of her smug and evil chuckles which sent a chill up Darren's spine.
"...it's time for your punishment." She finished, her chuckle now a full fledged evil laugh as she pressed her ass against Darren as much as she could, his face pressed hard into her stinky sphincter. It puckered against him, once, twice, three times. Darren could hardly bear to look and he held his breath, but inside, he knew that Sylvia wouldn't let loose until he had released that breath. He tried to not let it go, but eventully his need for air was too much, and the moment he tried to suck air in Sylvia let loose with a large and intensely stinking gusher of her musk. As it ran over him he coughed and spluttered on her stink, and Darren started to grow dizzy. He thought the intense smell was going to make him pass out, but just before that happened Sylvia stopped her onslaught and lifted her massive ass off him. Darren took a big gulp of air, it was scented terribly with Sylvia's musk but it was what he needed to survive. He tried to take another, but before he could his stinky torturer plonked her massive ass back down on his face again, mashing her asshole against his face. Where she let him lie and catch his breath, though each one he took was just a sniff of that massive smelly asshole.
"I'm sorry, do you need some air?" Asked Sylvia. Darren knew what she was implying, but he was too weak and too small to do anything now. Sylvia must have been several times his size now after all. He begrudingly accepted his fate as Sylvia's tailpipe open and blew a loud blast of her smelly gas into his face, it was even worse now that she had just sprayed. And he was forced to smell it all as he gasped for air. Sadly all that ran through his mind was that his punishment and Sylvia's fun was far from over.

"Now! I think my ass would like another kiss from you, after all, it did just give you it's own delights didn't it?"
Darren choked on the stench in shock. The skunkette now wanted him to kiss an asshole that was as big as his head, there was absolutely no way that Darren was going to do that.
"You've got to be kidding me..." He managed to rasp out.
"You've just sprayed and now you want me to kiss your asshole? Why don't you just let me go?"
"Because i'm enjoying this too much!" She immediately snapped.
"Now kiss my ass, unless you want another blast for disobeying me. I've been rather kind on you thus far, beleive me I can get much, much worse. So pucker up, unless you want a taste of much, much worse."
Darren cringed, he certainly didn't like the sound of much, much worse and he was well aware now that Sylvia wouldn't say such a thing unless she could. He was disgusted by the thought but now he'd have to kiss the humongous asshole in front of him. Darren sighed and closed his eyes as he slowly moved forward and pressed his lips to the sphincter of Sylvia. Her musk was bitter tasting and oily and slimy on his lips, but he knew he'd better not anger her any further. But as he was doing this Sylvia puckered her asshole and as a result it began to suck against Darren's face. He was stuck in a stinky vaccum and he tried pathetically to pull his way out, but the force was too strong. His head was slowly getting sucked up. Eventully Sylvia let go, and Darren's head was let loose with a wet slurp and another gaseous anal blast to boot. Darren was just way to shocked to say anything, but Silvia had enjoyed it immensly.
"Mmmm...that felt so good. I bet you enjoyed my stink in there too didn't you? I've got an idea that will make us both happy. I hope you're ready for this...Hmmm, you don't have a choice do you?"

Darren shook his head in dismay, this was just getting worse and worse, it was like a nightmare, but one that you could not wake up from no matter how hard you tried. As if Sylvia wasn't big enough, she was growing again, and all Darren could do was watch in misery as Sylvia's asshole grew even larger. Bigger then his head, bigger still. Only fear compelled him to look as her asshole finally stopped at the the size of Darren's complete body. The smell was appaling now and Darren didn't fancy his chance of survival against this monster. But still there was no escape and the the only words that ran through his mind were "Please god, No, not this." He tried to squeeze his body from underneath her but her mass was too much. And besides Sylvia sat down harder on top of him, squishing him into the flesh of her gargantuan asshole with a little wiggle. Darren tried desperately not to sniff but he needed breath and he just tried to escape all the more, he knew what Sylvia had planned for him, and wanted to avoid it. Sylvia thought different.
"Where are you trying to go my sweet? Don't pretend you don't like it. I can feel you, you're stiff. You really want this don't you? I'll think, before we do this though, I'll let you enjoy my stink some more. How does that sound?"
It didn't sound very good to Darren, but he had indeed noticed he had grown stiff as Sylvia's asshole had grown over his cock. Though he was immensly scared he was also immensly turned on. Perhaps it was his fear that was doing this.Something he couldn't hide, and this skunkette knew that from the start. Sylvia wiggled her ass atop of him, grinding Darren as deep into her asshole as she could. Darren could already hear the gasses collecting on the other side. His eyes were locked on the asshole in front of him...not that he could see anything else. But as it puckered it appeared it was fighting back the biggest anal blast Sylvia had released yet, it felt like it was trembling and Darren broke out into a cold sweat. Finally that huge asshole began to bloom outwards the flesh sliding against him as it opened, leaving him staring into the giant black chasm beyond. It puckered once briefly, then one more time and as Darren closed his eyes Sylvia let out the fart she had been holding back.

The air rushed out with an exceptionally loud rasping sound which seemed to last forever. Sylvia couldn't beleive the extent of it herself, but underneath Darren was made to endure every socond of her gaseous wrath. It felt like he had been hit by an earthquake, and indeed at Sylvia's size it probably caused one. It caused a massive vibration, and as Sylvia's fart came to end roughly about 10 seconds after it started the smell of it finally hit Darren, and indeed, even Sylvia had to hold her nose the smell was so strong. Darren was trapped with it though, he couldn't even lift his arms to hold his nose and his body pressed up against the source of it, and he counted himself lucky to be concious or even alive! His head was spinning and he could not co-ordinate himself enough to speak. All he could do was breathe in breath after breath of the stinky gas. Sylvia meanwhile had enjoyed every moment of it, the feel of it rushing out, the stink it created, and the sensations of Darren struggling to escape underneath her. She wanted to feel it again, and without even asking she collected what gas she could in her humongous backside and released it once again onto the hapless figure underneath. Darren could do nothing but stew in the tremendous stink that Sylvia had created. Sylvia moaned in delight and sniffed at the air, her smell clearly strong to her too.
"My god, that one was a killer, I hope you enjoyed that one too my sweet." She grinded Darren into her asshole once again, but all he could manage was a groan, which was neither in the positive or the negative, but Sylvia seemed to think it as a positive.
"Come on, kiss it again, I know you want too." She told Darren, the shock obviously jerked him out of his trance.
"What! No way, not this time. Can't you just let me be?"
"No." Came the harsh reply.
"and need I remind you of what happens to you if you dont follow my orders?" Darren was well aware of what this skunk could do when he wasn't following her orders. He screwed up his head in concentration, would he risk her wrath or was it in his best interests just to kiss her asshole again. One thing was for sure, he wasn't getting released until Sylvia was satisfied and in the end he finally figured he had no choice. But a stinky asshole that big just didn't bear worth thinking about. He took a deep breath, and then immediately regretted it. He had made his mind up, he would kiss her ass. He puckered up his lips once again and Sylvia's asshole puckered all around him in response. He slowly moved forward...and then Sylvia blasted him with her musk once again. It stole his breath and he found himself basted in a deluge of the stinky stuff, like he had layed under a great waterfall.

Darren lay there, stinking and gasping for air, but there was little air to be found under Sylvia's ass, and he found he couldn't speak for a while he had so little breath, but finally he was able to ask...
"What....was that...for?" He rasped out.
"You were taking your sweet time, and may I add I am not a patient girl. You were running the risk, now I ask you nicely again, kiss my ass unless you want the consiquenses."
Darren frowned, but despite all he had been forced to endure, he still wasn't sure whether it would have been better just to leave her, but back then she looked so helpless and small, and now. That was a different matter. Even though he would be kissing her musk slick flesh, he knew he had to do it. His lips puckered again and he pressed them firmly right in the middle of the skunkette's asshole. He expected her to let rip again, but she didn't. It was then that Sylvia made her move, she opened her asshole and pushed against Darrens face, as she had hoped, the musk had made it extra slippery for his head to slide right in. Darren of course protested.
"Let me out of here, I swear, i'll never upset you again." Sylvia had a wry smile on her face, this was the perfect moment to give Darren his own words of wisdom back.
"Let you go? Oh no. Perhaps I'll let you out when you learn some manners. Now it's you who has learnt an advantage of being so big." She chuckled evilly at using the same words that he had used on her the day before. Needless to say, Darren began to curse and swear but it was soon muffled as Sylvia's asshole clamped around his neck. She had him where she wanted him, and now, despite his stuggles, there was no escape. Sylvia closed her eyes in ecstacy as she felt Darren trying desperately to escape his fate, she loved the feeling. She licked her lips as she imagined how strong her stench was in there, she wanted to show Darren more, protests or not. With another jerk of her gargantuan ass Darren began to slide in yet further, his shoulders slowly sliding in and down to his midriff. Sylvia could feel him flailing around and struggling inside as his body was drawn deeper and deeper, it only turned Sylvia on even more. With another jerk Darren was now in up to his knees, and it wouldn't be long until Sylvia had drawn his entire body into her gaseous backside, his struggles were deeper and deeper down each time, encouraging Sylvia to just get it over with, but she enjoyed the feeling. With a final jerk, Darren's feet were drawn inside Sylvia's butt with a slurp and her asshole closed behind him. He was so deep, she could only feel his presence, his words not reaching Sylvia's ears.

She was too busy enjoying the sensations, she didn't want to let him out. She could just imagine how powerful her sweet scent must have been inside there, and she would have gave anything to be trapped inside her own stinking gas chamber. But now she had tired herself out and needed a rest. She would go to sleep with Darren inside her, but she had to make sure he didn't wake her up by his stuggles.
"Time for us to go to sleep now!" She called, knowing that Darren could hear her inside, she felt him struggle in response. She had to put him to sleep himself, and there was only one way to do that. His struggles were making her gassy anyway. Once again she let loose with a massive fart. It lasted about 15 seconds, and it was the most vile smelling of the lot. The struggling had stopped inside her, and she patted her stomach with a smile on her face.
"There, there my sweet. Maybe if you're good I'll let you out in the morning, or maybe I'll let you savoir some more of my stink. Ethier way, your mine now."
She layed down and let another smaller fart squeeze out, then closed her eyes, and went to sleep to dream about what she could do to Darren in the future.