There was an entire village of Skuntank living out in the smelly swamp, it wasn't a very progressive place as all of the Skuntank lived in huts. After a particularly brutal storm, two male Skuntanks who were in love went out to look for wood to rebuild some of the broken camp. Instead, they found a poor little Buizel laying on the ground, he seemed to be banged up after the storm and he was unconscious. The Buizel seemed very very young, so the Two Skuntanks brought the Buizel back to the village with them.

The villagers didn't know what to do with him, but they decided that since he had been right outside their village to give him food and shelter. They named him Buizel after his species and raised him like any other child. The only issue is that Skuntanks are known for their horrible smell, and the child could barely take the toxic fumesHe began to stink pretty bad by the time he was old enough to think on his own. He'd get frequent bloody noses if he stayed too close to the Skuntank and their Stunky offspring.

One day when the villagers were away, the Stunky children got together and decided that it would be funny if they pulled a prank on the Buizel. 
All of the Stunky surrounded the Buizel who instantly gagged at their scent, they all came in close to him and started nuzzling against him, their putrid scent making the Buizel put his paws over his nose. The Stunky laughed at the Buizel and continued rubbing up against him.

The Buizel had enough, he tried to force his way through the several Stunky but got a face full of their toxic gas. He stumbled back trying not to gag as all of them raised their asses at him and all let out horrific smelling farts on him. The smell was so bad that the Buizel instantly collapsed on the ground and got a nose bleed.

The Stunky children didn't know what to do, they knew it was wrong to hurt their brother but he smelt so good when he bled. They didn't know whether to help him or run away and pretend they weren't there. 
A snarl came from behind them all as the Elder Skuntank made all of the Stunky move aside as he grabbed up the young Buizel by grabbing his scruff in his muzzle. He'd carry the poor Buizel back to his adoptive family's hut.

When they arrived the Elder and his mate were shocked to see their adopted son in such a condition. He was bleeding from his nose, coughing and he had a dazed look on his face. It didn't take long for the Elder to realize that their son had been pranked by the Stunky children.

The Elder Skuntank let out a loud roar which made all of the children scream and run back to their own huts.
The Buizel would be okay after his adoptive father brought him some herbs. He'd get over his nosebleed and his coughing fit, he just needed rest. The Elder decided that the Stunky children would have to pay for their cruelty, they had to be punished.

The Elder called all of the villagers together and had them surround the Stunky children who were now very scared. They didn't understand what they did wrong, they were only having a little fun with their brother.
The Elder picked up one of the Stunky children, a female, and brought her close to him. The female Stunky was terrified as she was lifted off the ground, all of the villagers started to growl at her and hiss as if she were nothing but prey.
The Elder had something far worse in store for her though, he bared his teeth and stuck his tongue out, licking the Stunky from her neck all the way down to her butt. He then placed her back down on the ground and began rubbing his face against her face, hissing and spitting as he did so.
The Stunky didn't understand what was happening to her, the other villagers were surrounding her and acting aggressive towards her. It wasn't until the Elder mounted her that she realized what was happening, she screamed.
The Buizel was also in the crowd, laying under his adoptive father and holding his nose as he watched. He wanted to look away but he was fascinated by the whole ordeal, it was the first time he had ever seen a Stunky get bred. The screams and pleas for help were horrible, the Buizel covered his ears as he watched.
The other villagers quickly grabbed the other Stunky children and began fucking all of them with their huge cocks. The screams and pleas for help slowly died down as all of them got coated by the Elder, it took about two hours for him to get done with all of them.

After the whole ordeal was over, the villagers quickly began sending the Stunkys home with bellies full of cum and sore asses.
The Elder returned from cleaning himself off to thank the Buizel for helping him.
The Buizel lowered himself to the Elder in a bow. "I am forever in your debt, Elder."
The Elder Skuntank smiled and patted the Buizel on the head before turning away. The other villagers parted from around the Stunky children and they slowly limped their way home, covered in drying and fresh stains.

They wouldn't be able to prank anyone for a while.
Later that night, the Buizel snuck out of his adoptive family's hut, and went over to the Elder Skuntank's hut. The Buizel wanted to personally thank him for his help, and maybe do some helping of his own.
He walked into the Elder's room to find him fast asleep. The Elder's large member was flaccid and hanging out from under his belly. It still looked quite big to the Buizel, he knew he owed the Elder a service. He walked over to the sleeping Elder and knelt down, reaching out to touch the beast's fat meat. The Elder stirred in his sleep but didn't wake up.
The Buizel tried to hold his breath and lick up and down the huge, beastly cock. He found the taste to be foul, and nearly gagged several times before managing to deep throat the Elder's member. The Elder stirred a bit more but still didn't wake up, it took some time but the Elder's member slowly started to get hard in the Buizel's mouth.
The Elder grunted as he woke up and saw the Buizel blowing him.
The Buizel didn't notice the Skuntank waking up, so he just kept sucking and holding his nose. He managed to get the whole thing in his mouth and down his throat, leaving a bit of slobber dripping off the end of the beast's meat.
The Elder smiled as he grabbed the back of the Buizel's head and forced his mouth further down his stem. The Buizel tried to pull away but the Elder was far too strong for him, he kept his mouth firmly planted on the Elder's member and let the beast do as he pleased.
"That's a good little urchin, take as much as you can." The Elder grunted, thrusting his hips up into the Buizel's face.
The Buizel had no choice but to keep sucking as the Elder continued to force his head down onto his stem. He felt the monster's tool hit the back of his throat again and again, and it was all he could do to prevent himself from vomiting.
The Skuntank's hilted in the Buizel's muzzle and looked down at him with a smile, "Take a deep breath, little one. Show your Alpha how much you respect him. Sniff my nuts you disgusting weasel," The Skuntank ordered.
The Buizel took a deep breath as the beast shoved his nuts into his snout, the musk was horrible and the scent flooded through his snout and into his brain. He started to feel dizzy as he continued sucking, the whole time wishing he could just pass out.
"Now make sure you show your appreciation." The Elder smiled, starting to thrust again.
The Buizel tried to focus on sucking as the Elder rammed his hips into him again and again, he started feeling dizzier and dizzier as the stench filled his head. He started to forget what he was there for, all he could think about was how much the musk stank. He felt himself growing light headed as the thrusting continued. The beast's dick was massive and its length went further down his throat than he thought possible. He could feel his belly starting to expand from the sheer size of it.
The Elder was panting as he continued hilting into the Buizel's muzzle, who had long since stopped sucking and was now holding on for dear life as the Skunk pushed his head onto his member. The Elder closed his thighs around the Buizel's head, trapping the poor thing in with the musk as he continued ramming his muzzle.
"Yes...I'm gonna coat your throat, you disgusting weasel. I'm gonna fill your gut with my seed and you're going to keep it all inside, capiche?" The Elder said, his thrusting starting to get faster.
The Buizel could do nothing but hold on for dear life as the Skunk roughly forced his head into his groin, all manner of degrading comments falling from his lips. He could feel the fat rod inside of his throat growing even wider, and the stench was nearly overwhelming him. He tried to hold his breath but he eventually had to gasp for air, inhaling a lungful of the Skunk's musk which forced him to collapse. The musk was overpowering and his head was spinning from lack of oxygen, the fat tool inside of his throat just made it all the worse.
The Elder's thrusting was getting faster and more erratic, the Buizel could feel the Elder's thighs quiver and the Skunk held his hips still, deep inside of the Buizel's throat as he started to howl. The Buizel's belly was rapidly filling with the foul seed as it kept flowing into him, and he could feel it starting to come back up. The Elder's thrusting eventually stopped and he pulled himself from the Buizel's mouth, a long strand of the slobber and cum connecting his member to the Buizel's mouth before it snapped.

The musk in the room had the poor Buizel's eyes water as he tried to isn't for fresh air, but just got more of his Elder's musk. "Damn, little Weasel. I can't ever imagine thinking to go into a Skuntanks sleeping area and start sucking him off, you're a little weirdo, but I like you," He smirked, rubbing the pup's head. "Tell you what, since you're so little, I'll let you stay in here and sleep with me tonight. You've been a good Buizel." The Elder smiled.
Buizel was too busy trying to breathe to respond as the stench of the room filled his lungs. His vision was going dark and all he could think about was how much his butt hurt.
"Looks like you've passed out, little one. You should really try to stay awake, since I've got plans for us tonight." The Elder laughed.
The Elder reached down and picked up the Buizel by the scruff in his muzzle and carried him over to a corner of the room, where a large log was sticking out of the ground. The log was hollowed out and resembled a bed, or rather a den. The Elder placed the Buizel inside and covered him with blankets, before curling up behind him.
The Buizel laid in the den, his mind reeling from what had just happened. He could feel the Elder's seed still inside his gut, sloshing around as he moved. Every now and then he could feel a slight twinge in his jaw, reminding him of what had happened earlier that night.
The smell was disgusting, but he felt like he hadn't fully done his job. Despite the incredibly disgusting musk, the Buizel shimmied his way under the Skuntank and pressed his ass to the Elder's cockhead.
Wiggling his ass as if to say, "Please fuck me, Elder.." The Buizel begged.
"Not tonight, little one. You'll have plenty of chances to please me in the future." The Elder laughed. "But you've pleased me enough tonight."

"N-no, please Elder, I have to. I want to please you." The pup whines. The Skuntank huffs, "Little Buizel, you can hardly even stand my smell, are you sure you're ready for this?" The Elder asks.
"I'll try. I feel like I didn't please you enough tonight, Elder." The Buizel whimpers.
"Fine, little one. But we're going to do this my way." The Elder rumbles as he gets off the log and begins to turn around so that his behind is presented to the Buizel. "Lick it and take in my scent, weirdo." He commands.
The Buizel is more than happy to comply, slowly sticking his snout against the Skuntank's large cheeks and inhaling deeply as he rubs his muzzle along it. His stubby little tongue pokes out and licks at the Elder's cheeks, taking in the musk that is Skunk. It was so intense, so off-putting that the Buizel nearly doubled over to retch. But, he keeps licking and sniffing as his nose starts to run and his eyes begin to water.
"Alright, weirdo. Get on all fours and stick your tails high in the air." The Elder commands.
The Buizel complies, wiggling his little fuzzy tails just above the ground as his stumpy legs hold him in place.
"Good little Weasel." The Elder groans as he approaches the Buizel. His large, heavy body sits atop the Buizel's rump, smothering him. The heavy musk that comes off of the Skunk is overwhelming and the Buizel can't help but struggle to breath with the massive weight atop him.
He hears a slick sound come from behind him as he feels a cool liquid coat his tailhole. The Elder had apparently decided to prepare him for what was to come. "Just relax, weirdo. This'll only hurt a little." He says as he starts to push his large skunk cock into the Buizel's tailhole.
"E-elder, it's too big!" The Buizel whines as he feels his hole stretching to accommodate the thick cock being pressed inside of him.
"C'mon, little Weasel. I know you can do it." The Elder groans as he starts to twist and thrust his hips into the Buizel.
The Buizel grits his teeth and bears with the pain, hoping that it'll get better soon. He continues to whimper as he tries to relax his muscles, but it's hard with a Skunk over twice your size pressing you down with all his weight.

"Remember, this was your idea, I'm not holding anything back," the Skuntank said. The Elder then rams his cock into the Buizel and lets out a disgusting fart into the air.
The scent is strong, but it's nowhere near as strong as the musk that's being rubbed into the Buizel's fur. His senses are overwhelmed and he feels his brain shutting down to cope with the olfactory input.
The Skuntank continues to press into the Buizel for several more minutes, until he finally hilts inside of him. "Alright, little Weasel, you're taking it like a champ. Now it's time to change it up." The Elder says as he starts to thrust in and out of the Buizel.

The Buizel doesn't really know what he means at first, but then he feels it. Something huge and thick starts to extend from the Elder's sheath. It pushes forward as it comes out, roughly rubbing against the Buizel's entrance as it slides forward. The Buizel lets out a yelp and the Elder lets out a low rumble.
The Skuntank was actually going to try and fit that huge knot into the Buizel's relatively tiny ass. The Buizel yelps and whines as he's continually being opened up by the massive member that was filling his behind.
The Elder starts to thrust in and out of the Buizel faster and faster, pushing him against the hard dirt as his knees start to bruise. It hurts so much, but the Elder doesn't show any signs of stopping.
His knot starts to press inside of the Buizel, opening him up more than he ever thought possible.
The Buizel choked out as the disgusting musk and the weight of the Elder on top of him made it nearly impossible to breath. But, he didn't say anything. He just grit his teeth and accepted his role in the pack.
The Elder groans as he starts to let out a deep rumble that shakes the Buizel's very core. The Buizel feels a hot liquid start to fill him up as the Elder's knot presses into his entrance. He feels so full, like he might burst at any second.
Then, it happens.
The Elder lets out one last grunt as he holds his knot inside of the Buizel and his hot sticky seed fills him up. The Buizel whines as he feels his stomach expand from the sheer amount of spunk that was being pumped into him.
The Buizel lets out a relieved sigh as the Elder pulls the shrinking knot out of him, feeling his stomach slosh around as the Elder's seed spills out of his well-used hole.

The Elder laid down on top of the Buizel, the sweaty beast's weight covering the pup along with that overpowering musk. "We're not done yet." The Elder says as he starts to lick the side of the Buizel's face, his rough tongue dragging across his fur.
The Buizel whines as he feels a hot breath blow into his ear and wet tongue lick against his fur. The Elder pulls the Buizel's leg up and to the side before pressing his hips forward. The Buizel feels something large and hot start to push inside of him, slowly and roughly opening him up.
The Buizel lets out a whine as he feels the head of the Skuntank's massive member push past his stretched hole and further into his behind. He grits his teeth as he feels his stomach start to bulge from the sheer size of the Skunk's sheath.
"Oh yeah, that's it. Take it all." The Elder moans as he pushes his hips further and further forward. The Buizel feels like he's going to be split in half as the massive organ slowly forces its way inside of him, rubbing against his insides and pushing past all of his defenses.
The poor Buizel gags as he's forced to breath the Skuntank's scent. The musk fills his lungs and makes him dizzy. The scent has overpowered his brain, making it impossible for him to focus on anything other than the Elder's scent, the massive member slowly opening him up and the large bulge in his stomach.
The Elder thrusts one more time, jamming his hips forward and letting out a groan as the Buizel's jaw snaps shut. He pushes his hips forward, jamming his knot into the Buizel's stretched out behind.
The Buizel whines as he feels the bulge press against his entrance. The Elder holds it there, giving the Buizel a few moments to adjust before pulling back slowly. The Buizel's stomach starts to return back to its normal size as the sheath is pulled back.
As soon as it's just the Elder's head inside, he slams his entire shaft back in as he lifts a leg and rips out a toxic blast of gas from his ass. The gas fills the Buizel's nose as he feels his lungs fill with the scent. The gas floods into the rest of his body as the scent completely consumes him.
"Oh yeah... smell it. Smell your alpha's scent and know your place in the pack."
The smell overtakes him as he feels his head grow dizzy and his legs go numb. The Skuntank's musk has never been something he could handle, but this was so much worse. The smell clouds his mind and grows stronger, filling him with a warm feeling.
The Buizel can barely think or focus anymore as he feels the Elder start to pump back and forth inside of him, jamming his hips forward with every thrust and rubbing against his stretched out entrance.
The scent is all he can think about. It's all he's ever known. It's his entire life. His family, his friends, everything is the scent. He exists to be a pathetic scentslut to the disgusting Skuntank tribe
"Smell me, slave." The Elder says, jamming his hips forward and rubbing the Buizel's open entrance against his body, not allowing any time for the Buizel's muscles to recover. "This is what it means to be a weasel. You live to please your master. You exist to be my scent-spreading slave. Now take my cock you disgusting, pathetic servant!"
The Buizel cries out in pain as the Elder slams into him one more time, forcing his way inside. The knot rips through the stretched entrance as it forces its way inside of him, spreading him open and preventing him from recovering. The pain shoots through him as he feels his stomach bulge from the large bulge stretching his entrance beyond what he thought was possible.
The Elder starts to rock his hips back and forth, jamming his knot into the Buizel and rubbing it against his walls. The Buizel's knees buckle from the pleasure, his mind not able to handle the mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Don't... don't... stop!" the Buizel cries out as he feels the Elder start to thrust faster and faster, pushing himself into him. His entire body feels like it's on fire. It feels so good.
Even the disgusting musk now made the Buizel horny, blood running down his nose. The Elder continued to thrust into him, jamming his hips into the Buizel's and pushing his knot into him as far as it could go. The Buizel was sure he felt it pass through his stomach.
The Elder's thrusts grow faster and faster. The musk from his scent glands drenches the Buizel as he feels himself starting to get close. The heat builds inside of him as the Elder's thrusts cause him to nearly leap into the air. He slumps back down, his entire body feeling like jelly.
"Yeah... smell it, Buizel. Smell your master as he breeds you. You're nothing but a pathetic little scentslut."
The words ring through the air as the Buizel's eyes roll into the back of his head. His heart feels like it's going to explode as he feels his insides get hotter and hotter, almost as if they were boiling. He feels so hot.
The huge sweaty beast was all over the poor Buizel, his thick fur making the heat and the scent worse as he railed the pup. His legs shake as he feels his legs give out from under him. The musky scent nearly suffocates the poor Buizel.
The only thing keeping him up is the large, thrusting member ramming into him, pounding into his prostate with every thrust, stretching his entrance to new extremes.
"Yeah... take it! Take my knot, scentslut!" The Elder screams as the Buizel feels his stomach growling. He can feel the huge knot inside of him, making it bulge and stretch his insides painfully.
The Elder lets out a few growls as he thrusts one more time into the Buizel as he feels the thick, hot liquid burst forth, releasing into the Buizel's entrance. The Buizel feels his stomach bulge from the sheer amount of come that floods into him.
"Yeah... take it... Fucking disgusting weasel.." The Elder says as he holds his knot in the Buizel for a moment. The Buizel feels like his insides are being torn apart as the large, swollen knot presses past his overstressed entrance and into his stomach, leaving a huge bulge under his skin.
The Buizel slumps forward onto the ground as he lets out a sigh, feeling more satisfied than he ever has before in his life.
His stomach hurts as his Alpha keeps him trapped on his knot. 
The Buizel's nose starts going wild as he sees the Skuntank with his leg lifted up, releasing a silent, toxic gas from his asshole. The Buizel squeaks and starts cumming finally, shooting all over his and the Skuntank's stomachs.
"Oh, look at that. You really are a little scentslut, aren't you? Your body can't handle all this scent. You're getting off from my gas," the Skuntank laughs.
The Buizel is breathing heavily, taking in the toxic fumes as his mind starts to go blank. He tries to hold on, but after an intense breeding session, with multiple orgasms, he faints, falling unconscious from the gas.
The Skuntank lets out a bark-like laugh as he simply lays down on top of the Buizel, keeping him in a musky prison.
After all was said and done, the Skuntank sighs and looks out his hut's window and out into the start sky. He never wanted kids, but he's pretty sure he'll be taking over adoption right of the Buizel, after all, nobody would find a good use for a Buizel out here in the swamp like he could anyways.