Excitement Over
The stench of urine suddenly hitting my nose told me that he had voided himself as well. at least he wasn't biting his tongue or hitting his head against anything that might hurt him.
Ritokoyami and Calamity Dark Shadow
The stench of evil grew ever more present as he drew closer to the stone building, a deafening roar of the beastly creature that was known as ganon shook the air, forcing the black avian to curl his wings about in order to slow his forward motions.
The Half Moon Tribe: Arch's War
The stench reached my sensitive snout at about the same time i noticed the leaves on the trees changing colors. or more accurately, losing their color.
"Amnesia" Chapter 1
He approached slowly to find that the entire left side of its head was covered in burnt flesh, and the stench nearly made him vomit. despite the fact that it had nearly killed him, the human couldn't bring himself to walk away.
Vengeance Prologue
"the stench, the stench of summer sex and ck eternity, oh, hell, yes" "drake" "i can work a miracle, work a miracle" "drake!" "she wants to dance like-" "drake silverscale!"
A Trap I Laid
Bundled muscles tensing crackling bones and marrow shifting of a shimmering soul from civilized to feral stench, sweet and sour musk from dusky black upon cremy white the plume of a foul and fine tail swishes in the sacred moonlight
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 22
._ he could still smell the smoke from the dead candle, mixing with the demon's foul breath, turning into the stench of death itself. he could actually _taste_ it. he wanted to yell.
Zootopia: More Than Partners, More Than Friends - Part 13
Walking into the bar, the three were assailed with the acrid stench of cigarette smoke, cheap beer and greasy, deep fried food. the chattering of numerous conversations mixed in with the loud, twangy sound of country music being played over the pa.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 66
The acrid stench of disinfectant filled the air and accosted her nose. the bed was empty. "oh dammit all!" she cried, bending down to pick up the pieces. "layla! bring a bag!" she angrily wiped the tears from her face, hoping the girl wouldn't see.
Thorn
The first sensation that assailed her senses was the nauseating stench of decomposing flesh. the assault on her sensitive nostrils reminded her of war and the battlefield. she tasted bile at the back of her tongue caused by the stench.
NCOD monologue
\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* we're standing at the mcdonalds in the little town where everything closes at nine, the stench of tobacco and gasoline waft freely, and where you literally have to wear camo in order to camouflage
The Lonely King
Dirt and sweat, coupled with the rank stench of fear. my nostrils twitch, sampling the aroma. a mortal, a lesser being... but not man, dwarf, or elf. am i dreaming? has my wishful mind conjured a creature of fancy?