The Story of Aarya
Another inhale, and she caught the stench of fresh blood, warm against the cool fall air that carried it to her nose. it wasn't the scent of a normal fur's blood, it was a scent unique to aarya's blood only.
The Elder Scrolls: Hunter's Gift -- Part 2
The stench of burning fur and flesh fills my nostrils, and i struggle to ignore the churning it stirs in my stomach. i'm ready for its speed this time, and lift my claymore again to meet its charge. i breath in and hold it.
A Patient Death 04: Civilised Folk
Breeze wrinkled his nose as he imagined the stench festering round their balls. "or least a receipt of registry? c'mon, pass it over, and yous can be on your way." "a what?" breeze asked slowly.
The Labs chapter 1
"good girl," one of the male guards said as he petted her head, her fur standing on edge as the scent of him permeated the stench of death around her.
Skank Into Stink-Beast: Second Metamorphosis
The new, deviant vulpine impulses told her of excitement, of quarry--something to dominate--to mask as she'd been masked--but in piss, in stench, in rut--the new, virulent, and carnal form of her cursed artifact.
Hunting Death- A Scribe's Work
The stench of dust and paper and ink is almost overpowering, as if they go out of their way to make this scent as strong as it can possibly be. still if hashal seems fine with it i can put up with the stench for a short while.
Hold Me Forever
She was a good friend, but he didn't want the stench of tobacco clinging to his voluminous fur. although the bat didn't smoke, he would on occasion come chat with the rodent while she billowed enough for the both of them. “you're certainly not wrong.
Bugs
I summoned up several small fire birds to carry my off the ground as the remaining ground we stood on fell into a pit, an odd stench then flooded the room and got suddenly musky and warm.
Breath of the Wild
The stench was unbelievable, it's bright red pucker pulsing in anticipation. it ground itself into his face, urging link onward.
Lady and the Tiger: Transformation
The air is thinner and cooler, without the fetid stench of misery. the din of the market is gone, no crack of the whip or hawkers cry. finally your vision clears and you take in your new surroundings.
The Three Musketeers - Porthos & Chapter 1.1
Coupled with the stench of rotten eggs so thick it seemed to cling to my tongue, the air itself was enough to wear down what little willpower i had left. i heard the sound of internal combustion engines behind me.
A Forest Fight
The cleansing aroma that it normally gave off was instead an almost unholy stench, and the dragon's breath was unbareable. more vines came up, and the trees came to life, turning into treants, swarming in.