An Aromatic Evening

An Aromatic Evening

Tom smiled to himself as he saw the display screen on the front of his mobile phone: "Incoming Call: Aroma."  He'd already had his phone out in his hand and been expecting her call; with mild self-embarrassment he'd been checking it every few seconds as he simultaneously glanced around at the bustling foot and car traffic of the big city.  He was right off to the side outside of the revolving door of the hotel and restaurant complex where he was planning to meet with Aroma for their night on the town.  Remembering the call signaled by the vibrating phone in his hand, he hurriedly composed himself mentally: "She's just a woman," he thought to himself "Just a big, beautiful, wrester-woman that's probably only doing this whole date thing with a random fanboy like you because of a bet with one of her friends or something!" He shook his head to clear such self-produced propaganda from his mind, and opened the phone.  "Hell-O?"  Tom's voice cracked on the second syllable of the word, ever-so-slightly, but enough that he wondered if Aroma heard it.  "Hello Tommy!" a friendly, warm voice with a light Texas accent flowed pleasantly out of the phone.  It still amazed Tom that he could hear that voice addressing him; he'd only been able to meet his favorite TAW wrestler after a match thanks to some slick friend connections, and was amazed when his spur of the moment attempts at flirting had won him a date with the belle skunk.  "Sorry it took me a while to call," Aroma continued to purr from the phone, "I was having a bit of trouble picking out the right outfit for the occasion, and I had to work out for some extra time today with a couple of the girls." "Have a good workout?" Tom asked, his thoughts briefly giving him an image of Aroma with the other lovely females of the TAW.  "Oh, it was pretty tough hon, but great, worked up quite a sweat.  But I'm all showered off and fresh now.  You'll have to tell me what y'all think of the outfit now too when you see me!"  Tom thought he could sense a suggestive smile through the phone.  She was flirting with him wasn't she?  Tom had to struggle to keep his head clear of the luscious curves of Aroma's generous body, especially that large, round, and plump-but-firm and powerful rump, the white orbs of the cheeks as she lifted her tail and prepared for a finisher in the ring...NO!  Conversation now, dirty thoughts later tonight, it's not like you're gonna get far enough with her in real life to see anything like that in the bedroom!  "Oh, I'm sure you'll look great Aroma!  You almost here?"  Tom said, hoping his excitement wouldn't show through the phone.  "Yep Tom hon, y'all just hang on a couple more minutes or so, I'm in the taxi now."  Aroma replied.  "Okay, see you soon!" said Tom right before he closed the phone.  
Tom began to look around casually as he waited for the arrival of his date.  He always loved going out to this area of the city; it was so clean, and it was busy and the people walked fast but tended to be basically friendly, the buildings were fancy and elegant, and, of course, there was the ladies.  Many of them out with their dates as Aroma soon would be with him, but also some single, or in groups of girlfriends.  Nearly all dressed up very lovely...and then one in particular caught Tom's eye.  She was a fox; shapely and in a slender pink dress, showing a little leg but not too short, and had a simple gold chain pendant.  Her outfit was classy and could turn heads, but didn't strike Tom as slutty She had long flowing hair in curly locks, and green piercing eyes that seemed to see right into Tom.  She was in the crowd of pedestrians just crossing the street, and Tom gave a little head nod to her which she returned.  When she reached him on the sidewalk in front of the hotel, she said, with a purring voice that went well to her appearance, "Hey, you always oggle random girls in public?"  as she smiled flirtatiously.  "As I recall, M'AM, you were the one who came over here and started talking to me!"  Tom replied, with an equally bold and flirtatious swagger.  He tended to be pretty smooth with the ladies; he was a handsome young cat, and today dressed up sharp with hair slicked back, and a classic pinstripe suit and narrow red tie.  "Ya know...I have to meet some friends inside, oh dang here's one of them now!"  The fox waved to her female petite bunny friend who was now visible from behind the glass doors of the building.  "The name's Loretta by the way...here's my number, we can hang out later if you're free.  I like your style."  "I'm Tom" he replied, hiding his delight at the chance meeting with such a lovely woman.  "Oh, and, Tom..." Loretta practically whispered as she came in close to his body, suddenly pressing her boobs almost against his body, and slipping the paper with her number into his hand.  "You're a good smelling guy."  She smiled almost devilishly, kissed him warmly on the cheek, and walked off into the hotel before he got a chance to respond.  
Tom suddenly remembered his date with Aroma, the whole reason he was here!  He turned to his right down the street, then the left, keeping an eye out for a yellow taxi-cab, and then he was jolted as on the sidewalk he saw the form of Aroma about 30 yards away walking towards him!  She looked far more elegant and girly than Tom was used to seeing her in the wrestling ring.  Of course he always found her ATTRACTIVE; her wrestling attire tended to be fairly revealing, especially in the areas of allowing easy use of her...special ability.  But here; she was clad in a dark red silken dress, one actually more revealing than that worn by Loretta.  It hung rather freely yet shapely over her beautiful body; showing significant cleavage of her white, orb-like, generous breasts, and on her sides some of the white and black of her stomach and flank was visible.  Her tail bobbed charmingly behind her, overall up but the tip still in its "disarmed" position; dipped down.  Her fur looked greatly groomed, and her purple hair was dressed up in a not-too-tall hairstyle on top of her head.  On her feet she wore cute black and white 3 inch heals, and as she got closer Tom saw that she was wearing small hoop earrings and finger-nails painted a red slightly lighter than her dress.  This was the most attractive Tom had ever seen her; he was so used to seeing her as a rough-and-tumble fighter of a woman that the more feminine and "civilized" style came as quite a (welcome) shock.  Briefly he wondered, had she seen his little encounter with Loretta?!  She must have; she couldn't have been too much further away when Loretta had rubbed up against him and he'd taken her phone number!  Tom felt both guilt and fear; flirting with other random girls during his one date with a TAW female wrestler was NOT good form and NOT wise.  But, seeing as how she smiled sweetly at him rather than being furious, he felt relatively safe and pushed such thoughts from mind.
"Hello Aroma!  You look...amazing."  said Tom.  "Why, that's quite a greetin' don't you think?" Aroma smiled as she replied.  "You don't look so bad yourself Tom."  She continued, with a tone not completely unlike that of Loretta.  "What happed to your cab?" Tom asked, still slightly worried about her seeing his encounter.  "Oh, that, well the traffic around this building is so bad he just let me out further down the street, funny you ask!  Anyway now, it's cold out here and I'm hungry!"  Tom agreed, and held out his arm and elbow to his side to escort Aroma inside. "M'lady?" he said, with a humorously over gentlemanly tone.  She smiled back at him, took his arm, and they walked through the door into the hotel/restaurant.  The lobby was very fancy; a chandelier was overhead, there were nice couches, and a solid and elegant check-in desk with a neatly uniformed worker.  "Hey, Tom hon, ya know, I'm maybe not as hungry at the moment as I thought..." Aroma said as they were walking towards the restaurant part of the building.  "I do have a room in this hotel...maybe we can go up there first, relax a while, chat, eat later?  I have the key right here." she continued, as she smiled with a slight tease on her lips.  Tom's pulse quickend slightly: she got a room in the hotel?!  Did she get that reserved just for the date?  Could she be thinking of...wow.  "Um, *ahem* yeah, sure!"  Tom said, getting his voice back.  "You're sure now you'd be comfortable with it hon?"  Aroma confirmed, swaying the tip of her tail back and forth gently.  "Yeah, I'm cool with it." 
They got into an elevator, and took it up to the 8th floor, and walked to Aroma's room.
Aroma closed the door behind her and Tom as they entered her hotel room.  It was nice; not luxurious, but nice.  Clean all-around, bright colors, a nice big soft two person bed with big comfy pillows, an expensive looking flatscreen TV.  "Ya can hang your coat on the hook there if ya want hon."  Aroma purred, making her way to the bed and laying herself daintily (as possible for her) onto it.  Tom did as she suggested, his heart rate starting to rise as his mind raced through the lurid possibilities of what could soon be happening on that bed, in this room.  Or she might be annoyed at him still over his little meeting with Loretta Fox...with whom he still might meet up after this date.  In about an hour...didn't leave too much time here.  Was Aroma a very jealous type?  She didn't really seem it too much now.  She was lying in a sexily feminine pose on the bed; she was laying on her side, head propped up one one hand, legs layed out and crossed behind her, what little extra red silky cloth there was flowing from her dress to the floor.  Tom couldn't see her rump from this angle, (it was facing the wall away from him) but he could see the beautiful curves from her breasts, stomach, and hips, on one of which her other hand rested. And  she watching Tom with those dreamy, yet slightly "I know something you don't" eyes.  "Uh, so, Aroma, when do we wanna go eat or are we just hanging out here or...?"  Tom asked.  "Tom, Tom, can't we just relax up here a while?" Aroma sighed.  "We got all the time in the world, or at least tonight.  And you are the one who won this lil date here." She said with a smile.  Tom felt more optimistic at this, and so decided to press his luck working towards making a move.  He took the lone comfy chair in the room, but slid it close up to the bed.  "Well yeah Aroma, you're right of course.  I am probably up there as one of your biggest fans; you're skills are by far the best I've seen in wrestling.  Anyone whose seen you should be VERY scared to go in the ring against you!"  Aroma laughed briefly, "Ah, Tom!  You're a sweetheart.  Ya know I don't have QUITE the muscle or weight as some of them other gals though...luckily I got my other special factor of course." She winked and placed one hand on a butt cheek at this.  Aroma's ability and tendency to "gas" her opponents was well known to anyone who'd seen her in a match; especially when fighting larger opponents (which was most of them) Aroma relied on the power of the overpoweringly smelly gas expelled from her rear to break the will of opponents as she squashed them beneath her powerful cheeks.  No opponent could last longer than a few seconds at the most once they were trapped under that butt with its tail raised.  Not to mention the needed showering after such a submission only added to the humiliation.  
"Oh yeah Aroma," Tom blushed a little as he said this, (Aroma's ability had always rather turned him on, being lucky to catch a whiff of her gas during a match was a welcome experience, as objectively foul as the scent was,) "not gonna lie, your power there has a definite sexiness to it."  He said as he leaned in closer to her cute and evocative face.  "Really Tom?  Y'all mean that?"  Aroma breathed, in a sexily confident tone that implied she was testing him.  "...yes." Tom replied, not quite so sure he'd made a good call.  Aroma gave him a huge grin, lifted one leg, and her derriere  let out a sound like the air rapidly escaping a ruptured tire. "pssss!" Tom was momentarily shocked at the sound, then even more surprised as he sniffed the air and found... "That smells amazing!" Tom exclaimed, a look of wonder on his face.  The smell was a lovely, hard-to-describe mixture of vanilla, citrus fruit, and fresh mint.  There was also a floral hint that Tom couldn't quite identify, but whatever it was, the whole scent of the gas together was perhaps the most pleasant smell he'd ever smelled!  "How?!" Tom continued.  Aroma swung her legs over the edge of the bed as she sat up and faced him directly, keeping her legs crossed.  "Well hon," she explained "I guess y'all didn't know I can let out my scent naughty or nice, depending how it suits me," a strand of hair fell attractively over her face, "and seeing the kind of mood we're in now, which isn't much of a fightin' one..." she raised one eyebrow, leaned back slightly, and smiled at him confidently.  Tom meanwhile couldn't stop sniffing at the wonderful smelling air...how had THAT come from that normally so dangerous rump, that rump which had beaten giants such as Bertha.  But already now the smell was beginning to dissipate...Tom realized that he'd actually been getting rather aroused from it, not to mention the half-naked beauty in front of him!  "Uh, Aroma, do you think...?" "Oh, hon, what, you want a lil more of the nice stuff from this?" Aroma purred sexily as she turned around onto all fours on the bed, her butt facing him, but the tail not yet raised.  She continued, "Just come in a little closer now then hon; I'll make sure it's a bigger dose for ya this time."  Now her tail lifted slowly and beautifully upward, revealing its white, fluffy underside, and the tail tip flicked up.  Tom had a gorgeous view of the gorgeous butt in front of him; the twin large, white orbs of her cheeks stood out wonderfully against the black of most of of her body; her red dress was of quite thin material, and gave almost transparency to what was under it when it was pressed tightly against her body like in this position. And beneath the shapely and curvy fat he could also definitely detect the strong muscle definition that gave Aroma's rump its lovely form.  And in the middle of those orbs, a crevice that was now quite visible in outline as the red cloth was tightly stretched against its frame.  
"Ya know hon," Aroma teased, glancing back over her shoulder as Tom leaned his face ever closer to her shapely round red butt, "most folks would tend to run the OTHER way when a skunk's got her tail raised like this." Tom was speechless; the anticipation and arousal from just looking at that rump, and the proximity to it, and what it was about to do---"PFFFFFT!"  A loud raspberry sound suddenly exploded from the crack about a foot in front of Tom's face, and just as suddenly he was coughing and gasping for breath.  One of the most nauseating smells he'd ever known had just blasted its way into Tom's mouth, nose, and lungs; his mouth had been open at the time, as had been his eyes, which now had a moderate burning sensation like from a weak but painful hotsauce.  The smell Aroma had just sprayed onto him was difficult to describe with words, but if Tom had to try; it contained the typical, sulfuric, garlicy, burnt-rubber scent of a skunk, but more than that, it also had a mix of raw onion, fish-gone-bad, garbage, and what could only be described as "fart smell," with a hint of a bad case of foot odor.  
"What the---??!!?!" Tom exclaimed once he'd regained his ability to speak after a few seconds; his hair was puffed back like blown by a giant air gun, (the blast had also been VERY warm) and he couldn't help but gag slightly every time he took another breath of the polluted air that settled around the bed.  "Why--?!?!" he tried to talk more, but coughed again.  "Aw, hon, whats the matter, is it not too sexy anymore?" Aroma cruelly teased with a mock-pouty voice,  "if you've suddenly changed your mind, you can go out and play with your little fox slut friend if you prefer,"  her tone became harsh at this statement.  "because yes, I did see you have that little flirty time with her, and exchange numbers, and the kiss on the cheek...on the same night, and 5 minutes before, we were meeting for OUR date?  Not too gentlemanly now, don't ya think Tom?"  She continued to tease, looking back over her shoulder at her new victim.  "Aroma!  I'd just met her, and I mean did you see her, and I don't really know you, and-" Tom cut himself off as he realized he really wasn't helping his case.  "Well, HON, maybe y'all just need a little lesson in being a gentleman for one evening...and I, a lady, would be all too happy to oblige." she smiled wickedly.  
Tom started to get up from the chair and tried to stutter out more explanation uselessly, when Aroma leaned her rear a little further back, bumping into Tom's face in the process, and still glaring over her shoulder at him.  "Alright now, y'all asked for this!" Before he could react, she let loose another putrid blast even more directly onto his face; the thin fabric of her dress offered no buffer against the gas: "PsssSSSFFFT!"  Tom fell involuntarily back onto the chair as he coughed uncontrollably, then trying to hold his breath against the awful stench invading his senses.  "Aahaha, I thought ya wouldn't wanna leave yet." Aroma almost cackled the words and laughed.  "Now, I don't recommend trying to just run off like that again hon, cause believe it or not, I can make this a lot worse for ya!  And whew, did I let loose a bad one there!"  She mockingly waved one hand in front of her face and another behind her, fanning the smell around the room.  She turned back to facing her captive now, smiling devilishly at her handi-work.  Tom had stopped coughing now, but his fur and clothes looked like a mess already like they'd been blown threw a tunnel, and he was very visibly trying to hold his breath against the olfactory onslaught.  "Aw, not even talking more yet?  Too bad.  Now...how bout y'all lie down on the bed here with me Tom, I don't bite."  She continued to tease and taunt him, and patted a spot on the bed next to her.  Tom was of course furious at having been fooled into getting his face so close only to get a nasty gassing, but did feel honestly guilty about Loretta, and besides, he didn't really see any way to escape...Aroma easily oustmuscled him, and could always just blast another fart on him if he tried.  So, begrudgingly, he got up from the chair and sat down next to Aroma on the bed.  "There, happy?" he muttered.  "Hm, hon, ya CAN lay down now though, can't ya?" She pressured in a sweet voice.  Tom sighed and nervously did as he was told, laying down with his head resting on a large pillow of the bed.  Was she done with him, or...? "So now Tom hon, I think you've seen how I can be both very pleasant, and very unpleasant with my aroma...I have quite a freedom of choice with it.  And I think you've realized now, that, when you're rude and annoy me like you did tonight, I have a tendency to settle on that aroma being on the UNpleasant side?"  Tom nodded enthusiastically...maybe she was done with him?  He started to get up again.  "HEY, I wasn't done talking yet.  I guess you haven't LEARNED your lesson yet..."  Aroma sarcastically sighed as she turned tail again so she was on all fours, her rear facing Tom.  She slid her body up over his, so her butt was leveled right over his propped up head.  "I could use this little practice at this anyway hon."  She suddenly flipped up her tail again, (it tickled Tom's face in the process) and "psssssssssssssssssssssssssssst!"  The longest gassing yet emanated from Aroma's cheeks; another "flat tire" sound but this one going on and on for a whole 6 or 7 seconds.  Tom was smart enough to keep his eyes and mouth closed this time, but still the warm, reeking air still blasted out with the force of a blustery day into his nose and over his body.  Tom could now hardly breathe from this one; he was actually struggling to get enough oxygen from the volume of noxious fumes overwhelming him.  "Ahaha THAT was a nice one, don't ya think?"  Aroma moved her butt slightly back from Tom's face to give him a chance to breathe.  "Not done yet!" before Tom could clear his lungs and brain to talk again, Aroma fully lifted her dress with one hand up off of her butt, exposing its full, massive glory to Tom (though he was too scared to open his eyes,) and then suddenly reaching behind herself to grab Tom's head and press his face wedged between her rump cheeks.  "PFFFT!"  The next blast was a short but loud, (and not the least bit feminine) raspberry again, delivered fully direct from stinker to face.  Tom began to feel lightheaded, thinking me might faint.  Aroma released him and he fell back onto the bed, wheezing.  "Ah, that one felt good to get out there... hm, I wonder if the neighbors can hear us by the way?  Or well, me at least."  Aroma purred in a relieved and then sexy tone as she turned back to facing Tom, with her butt seated facing downwards mercifully on the bed.  She leaned her upper body now over his, bringing her face close.  "Ya know...you are honestly a pretty charming guy Tom, I hope you can hear this and aren't fainting..."  She said honestly, "I really was looking forward to this date, and I do always like meeting fans as cool as you...but not gonna lie, I really do not appreciate it when men go around my back with random floozies like that.  But consider us even now...maybe we can go out to dinner some other time?" she smiled hopefully and sincerely.  Tom glared weakly at her, still too weak of breath to answer.  "Ok ok, maybe too soon to say stuff like that hon!  But I do mean it...ya know what?  Here, I'll open a window," she got up and did just that, "and you can comb ur fur down a little, and go out with that fox and her friends, have some fun.   I think you've learned your lesson from me, and I mighta gone just a TAD too far on that last one...so go.  It's cool."  She handed him his pinstripe suit coat and a brush.  The smell was dissipating pretty quickly now; the window, time, and the air conditioning vent were making sure of that.  Though those in neighboring rooms might not appreciate the whiff they'd catch from their vents too much.  Tom got up, composed himself, and turned to Aroma as he got out of the bathroom after brushing his hair back down. "Aroma...you're amazing,"  Tom found himself saying, "you're one of the few attractive women I've met I can genuinely respect, and you have definitely earned my respect, both you as an athlete, and a person..I....I hope we can go on another date too, and maybe actually get in some conversation then?"  He finished.  "Tom, hon, it would be my pleasure.  But really now, go out there and be a gentleman, we can be friends I'm not looking for nothin' too serious...but have fun with those girls, really." Aroma replied sincerely.  "Thank you Aroma..."  Aroma ran up and gave him a big hug just as he was leaving.  Both of them couldn't help smiling.  Tom left the room, and he thought of how amazing it was how attractive he could find Aroma even after she'd nearly suffocated him like that, and knowing first-hand just how stinky she could be.  He'd have a new pity for those wrestlers going up against her.  But wow, shes beautiful...that nice smell she can do too is amazing.  Tom thought as he walked down the hall and got a text on his phone. Loretta wanted to meet him with her friends at her room...which was conveniently right down the hall on this floor!  Tom raced there, knocked, and one of Loretta's hot cat friends from before answered.  "Hey," Tom said in his macho voice, "don't think we've talked yet."  The girl wrinkled her nose as Tom tried to walk into the room.  "Uh, Loretta, you know this guy right?" She called awkwardly to the room.  Loretta came up to the door, smiling, until she got close to Tom. Immediately her eyes went wide, and she made a disgusted face. "Um...hi Tom...yeah...um..." she was trying not to obey the reflex to plug her nose.  "Uh, yeah Tom, the party...uh no we're not doing it now, um sorry, yeah...ok please leave!" And closed the door in his face.  Tom realized what the issue was immediately as he brought his arm up to sniff his fur: he smelled completely revolting!  No wonder she wouldn't let him inside!  The smell of Aroma's ass-gas clung tightly to his body like a strong and vile perfume.  His clothes also reeked; Aroma's scent had worked its way into the very fabric and individual threads.  Tom swore to himself as he almost stomped  back towards Aroma's room, though he wasn't sure what he could say or do to her at this point.  As he rounded a corner, he was startled to see Aroma there walking towards him!  She was wearing her same dress, and looked relaxed and smiling as they met.  She sniffed him, and mockingly waved a hand in front of her nose; "Tom, pew, what happened to you?!  Have a little run-in with a skunk or somethin'?"  Tom just glared defiantly.  "Ok...sorry hon.  You REALLY do stink though...if it wasn't my own brand, I'd be not-too-happy to be around you right now.  As I'm guessing your little friend here wasn't?"  She said this last sentence with a mix of mockery and sincere apology.  "No.  She wasn't happy Aroma.  At all.  Also I am NOT going down to the restaurant like this; I might have friends there or in the lobby."  Tom said, quite exasperated, sad, and annoyed.  "Yeah, I'd reckon the place would clear out mighty fast when you enter the room Tom; least we'd have the whole place to ourselves!"  Aroma teased jokingly and hopefully.  "But...ok, we'll have a date up here still, I owe you that much!  Back in the room...oh, I bet I have enough still in me now too for some more sweet scent...if you're interested."  They both smiled; Tom would never forget his whole getting-skunked experience, and they looked forward to a lovely, romantic, and MAYBE a tad sexy evening.  
"Oh, and Tom hon?  I recommend tomato juice tomorrow...lots, lots, and LOTS of tomato juice."

Fin.
-Skuntankblahblah, (DeviantArt name)