Leaky Buses
"i know my feet don't smell like roses...let alone smell good at all...but i try not to make my foot odor obvious, y'know? hope they didn't stink too badly while you were sleeping." "you gotta lighten up jt.
Motel Blues
It smelled freshly washed, but with a stale scent of copulation odour sticking it it like fog. helix snuffed the cigarette halfway through and shut the door. "tv?"
Throwaways
Trying to ignore the pungent odor of eau d' used beer, he steeled himself against the source of the ragged cough. at first, he couldn't see anyone, and what really worried him was that the cough sounded horrible.
Mavis's Treat and Treat
Her right hand pressed on her chest, as she made a very loud, vulgar burp, complete with expelling a aquamarine odor to go with it. _ **"\*bbbuuurrrppp!
Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 6
At least inside the feed bag the odour of hops and the loud buzz of drunken chatter provided a distraction. they ordered two big bowls of potage, which karme eagerly wolfed down, but it didn't hold a candle to saltrice and scuttle from home.
Transformation Stream Story 22: Coffee for the Fox in You
Almost immediately, the warm smell of the coffee started perking him up, making him smile and enjoy the soft odors filling the room. he could almost taste the caffeine already, and that was a big thing to him.
Scars Ch. 11
Patrick scans the living room, an odor of weed and other drugs fill patrick's nose. "make yourself at home," r.j says, crashing on the couch, flipping through channels on the tv.
Escape
It had a light odor of minds. in the edge of it was a two-crest swimmer that was looking at her own reflection, very sad look in her eyes. tears running down from her emerald-green eyes and landing in the water, creating distortions in the image casted.
Lost in Los Angeles- Chapter 1
An army of the undead, rotten flesh covering their emaciated frames and a perverse odor pervading the air around them. the cries of these creatures as they searched for their daily meal of flesh.
No Last Chances-Chapter 1
The hair on the top of his head was slightly grey and he had a massive breath odour problem. he liked to stress that by breathing straight into everyone's face when he's screaming at them. "who calls a chopper in the middle of a firefight?"
Missing by Jinggo78
Joseth could smell the distinct odor of skunk spray. to a skunk that smell means only one thing: distress. "please be alright." he heard himself whisper. his mother opened the car door and pulled out a wolverine man by the scruff of his shirt.
Drawing on the Past
A heavy, rich scent filled yoshi's nostrils, the odor of an ox. his scent. his identity. he was the ox. the boy's hands were sliding over his rump and thighs now, and yoshi had to shift constantly as his body enlarged.