It had been some times since the pair of bokoblin brothers, Musky and Grimy had left their respective groups and trekked back to the Herba Mountains, making their dwelling within a cavern connected directly to the hot springs, kept hot and steamy at all times, keeping its inhabitants sweaty and the monsters that lived within it made a point to never wash themselves and they built their smell further on top of that in any way that they could, having fun with it too. From delving into filthy desires to worshiping each other, Musky and Grimy were able to live together freely and wound up with a new addition in the form of Grunge, their “brother” that was a moblin they managed to tame with just their rankness alone. 

In time Grunge had adopted their way of life and he was a welcome addition, being much bigger than the pair of bokoblins and able to produce more than they could but even then Musky and Grimy were firmly on top when it came to hierarchy, doing what the smaller monsters would tell him. With their guidance he became his namesake: gaining greater amounts of filth while adopting his older brothers’ habits, becoming very fond of the dirty acts. In fact the same beast that had been keen on forcing smaller monsters to worship him was much more receptive to being told what to do by the same weaker species that had outdone him in different ways…

The three were sleeping together, Grunge’s huge body acting as a bed for the other two, giving them a soft warm, sweaty, and reeking surface to lay over until they would wake up sticky from all the sweat and other fluids that always clung to them, never being washed off unless they were taking a dip into the pool of piss they made in a spring crater, which was heated and gently bubbled constantly, made even ranker from the additions of cum and shit from many, many of their escapades within the pool. 

Waking up first were the bokoblin pair, the taller and slightly younger one Musky, and the shorter but older bokoblin, Grimy, both being the common red variety but what had always made them stand out was the dirtiness and stench of their bodies that other bokoblins eventually couldn’t stand, leading to them being kicked out. But none of that mattered now that they had each other and their own place with another to share it with. Speaking of which, the two woke up and wished each other a good morning. And with their awakenings came their morning wood, showing obviously with them lacking their loincloths, being quick to fall asleep after so much fun just the night before that left them a sticky mess. 

From all the sweat, some of the cum on their bodies was still gooey while other parts of them had sharp smelling off-white crust clinging to it. Either way, the two were in the mood but also a bit hungry. Luckily they had a way to get what they wanted. Together the brothers moved down Grunge’s body while he was still sleeping and deeply snoring. They found their shared target and acted, being next to each other as they started to lick at Grunge’s unwashed balls that were darkened in color from layers of sweat and grime. Just from having their snouts hanging over the pair of orbs, they could feel the heat rising from them. Clearly coated in multiple layers of caked on sweat along with the elements of everything else that had dripped onto them, including piss, cum, even some shit from their last scatplay session...all of these came together to season the fat orbs. The stench that came from the nuts was so strong and offensive but they were loving it completely. 

Through his sleep, Grunge groaned from the tongues that made contact and swept across the muggy mix that coated his sack, and the added pleasurable stimulation of two slimy bokoblin tongues tracing over the sensitive area. He started to stir as he felt it continue, becoming all the more receptive to the oral touch, looking down at the pair that were deeply huffing on the funk while moving their tongues. 

Working together, having more than enough to share, the two were nearly in sync, which made everything feel all the better for Grunge. With one focusing on the left ball and the other doing the same for the right one, he felt the sweeping and twirling, the added heat and sticky wetness of their thick, clinging spit. It was a kind of morning surprise that Grunge had gotten used to but the pleasure and excitement always struck him, how eager they were to interact with his filthy body, not shying away from the degree of stink that had him wincing sometimes. He still had some ways to go to get on their level, which they further displayed by still going at it while being almost in sync with each other. 

As he continued to lay there, the bokoblins were just taking on the density of all the sweat and grime that clung to the sack, savoring every bit that they could get. Even now, Grunge was still sweating heavily from the cavern’s heat, meaning there was more than enough musk to go around. Even as they were licking all over, the smell of his ball-stink wasn’t lessening significantly, remaining strong which gave the bokoblins ample motivation to keep going to get even more. And of course the attention given just to his balls was still very effective in getting his cock hard as well and it stood up at attention, throbbing at nearly two feet long while being very thick and just as grimy as his cock, instantly getting the pair’s attention. 

Being on the same page, the pair of bokoblins all but dived onto Grunge’s cock, being ready with their mouths and tongues, sliding hungrily up and down the length, sliding their snouts up and down, grinding the flesh against their taste buds, getting the harsh yet delectable taste smeared all over the wet, exploring muscles. Like they had with the balls, Musky and Grimy took it upon themselves to gather and savor all the aged sweat, cum, and other elements that clung to the flesh, being responsible for its darker color as well. 

Grunge was groaning out even more from the direct pleasure of two tongues sliding along his cock, both tracing along in a dutiful manner, aiming to get every bit that they could, basking in the muskiness that they were responsible for starting, initially sharing their own grime and stink by rubbing it on his body and from there was it added to by becoming acclimated to this place and by following the way the bokoblin’s lived. Getting back up to the tip, the two bokoblins were met with a thick line of precum that was just leaking out, they were quick to get up there and share it between them. But once they were at the tip, their attention was something else now. 

Their eyes and snouts were drawn to the sight and extra dense reek that was coming not just from the tip but the thick, bloated foreskin that surrounded it. Right away they knew what they wanted and acted on it, pushing their tongues into the swampy folds, making the wrap of foreskin bloat from underneath, instantly striking their taste buds with the extra strong and bitter flavor. Peeling the foreskin from the tip unleashed a wave of pure cock filth funk that made their nostrils flare and their bodies tingle. Coming over them right away, their want for more drove Musky and Grimy to dig their tongues in further. 

From there they moved them about, swirling against the girth while rubbing against the cockhead and the walls of the foreskin alike, gathering the same kind of dirtiness that had coated the shaft but there was something extra that they found and instantly sought more of. It was the plentiful amount of sour and spongy smegma that was first given to Grunge from the bokoblin and like weeds it grew more while in the perfect confines of Grunge’s constantly hot and sweaty foreskin. 

Once they were in, the two didn’t show an ounce of hesitation when it came to digging in and collecting the smegma, cleaning it away as much as they were the other elements of grime, making the foreskin bulge the deeper they probed and during all of that, the moblin was groaning deeply from the sheer pleasure of the licking against his tip and underneath the grungy folds, that area was extra sensitive and it had his whole length pulsing so hard, leaking more precum that was seeping into the gaps that were made. And during all of this,  Grimy and Musky were stroking the rest of the shaft, using the greasy coating to move their own hands up and down. 

The tongues stimulating such a sensitive area along with the added stroking. It was all too much for Gruge to handle anymore. With a growl that turned into a bellow, the moblin was unleashing a thick blast of cum that erupted out like lava from a volcano. So clotty and thick, almost like a gelatin and dark in color, Musky and Grimy moved in to get their morning meal, taking in the hot and flavorful substance, practically kissing each other at the same time, having their tongues rubbing together and smearing the cum all over between them. 

Still acting together, Musky and Grimy were swallowing as much of the moblin’s spunk as they could. There was so much coming out between them, more than enough to share with each other and from those large, muggy balls there were volleys of the substance shooting out in large amounts with such force that Grimy and Musky just needed to keep their mouths open to receive them, causing them to hum from the intensity of its flavor, as if the “seasoning” on the outside of the balls had seeped through the skin to affect the substance roiling within. There were some jets of cum that escaped past their lips, gushing to coat more parts of them, which they of course didn’t mind at all. 

They took as much as they could handle while Grunge was just fully basking in the pleasure that came from blowing his musky loads, his chest heaving while his groans filled up the streaming, reeking cavern. All still going at it, the bokoblins were getting as much of it as they could, feeling the dense seed weighing and warming up the pits of their stomachs. A lot of what they didn’t collect was flowing back into the foreskin and down the cock where it could be left and added to the overall filth, leaving it even stronger than when it started. Just as he was coming down from his climax, the moblin looked as the two bokoblins were swallowing the last of the potent jizz. 

That didn’t mean they were done. Grimy and Musky made their way back up the moblin’s body. Grimy grabbed Grunge’s head and the biggest among them found his cock stuffed with two heavily unwashed cocks at the same time, which he didn’t have trouble handling but he still groaned from the tastes and smells that struck him, the elements coming from the even muskier and filthier monsters. Musky grunted as he and his brother pushed their cocks in further together, feeling the added tightness and pleasure of their greasy lengths grinding together while being in the hold of the moblin’s hot and tight throat. 

The grip was kept on Grunge’s head while the two started to thrust their way in, wanting to get off as well and they used the moblin’s windpipe to achieve that. While enjoying that they also had the added warmth, greasiness, and leaking precum of their cocks, making it all the better for themselves but Grunge was also given the taste of their precum as well, which he sought out by lapping his large tongue over both their cocks. 

He was handling both their cocks, swallowing both their precum while taking deep huffs when their crotches were pressed close to his snout. As this all went on the coating of his throat was becoming more defined with precum, making it all the easier and more pleasurable for the bokoblins. Feeling him swallow pressed their cocks all the closer together, making things better for Grimy and Musky in return. 

The smaller brothers were panting as they started to thrust all the faster, also moving Grunge’s head, pushing and pulling in time with their synced pumps, getting as much pleasure as they could while Grunge was clearly wanting more and more of the precum that was getting fed to him, wanting to receive a morning meal of his own, only getting so much from the throbs and spurts of stinking precum that was fired into his windpipe and pulled down to his waiting stomach. Briskly shoving the whole of their cocks in, making their balls smack into Grunge’s chin, smearing the grease and sweat all over, the hold on Grunge’s head was getting all the tighter and every inch was repeatedly sliding back and forth, happening faster from the pace increasing  as well, the smaller monster’s voices growing all the louder from the pleasure climbing. 

After a bit more of this, the bokoblins were groaning out, their cocks throbbing harder than ever as the pleasure reached a point that they could no longer withstand. Being unleashed from their cocks at about the same time were thick and hot streams of their own grungy cum. And with the shafts stuffed deep, Grunge was left to swallow it all, handling both cocks and ejaculations, pulling it down to his stomach with a series of strong gulps that also milked out more from the throat walls massaging the cocks. As he felt the satisfaction, the two bokoblins pulled their cocks free and unloaded the seed all over Grunge’s face, giving him a cum marking to start the day with…

They left Grunge back in the cave to go out hunting beyond the hot springs grounds. By now the pair of brothers had become very used to the area and even knew where to find some viable prey. Trekking carefully through the snowy environment, it didn’t take long for them to come across something that piqued their interests. It was a fox that was digging in the snow, completely obvious of the two bokoblins that weren’t far off. Musky and Grimy got ready to strike but paused when the fox stopped digging and quickly turned himself around. The fox could have seen them but the brothers kept low to the snowy ground. 

Still watching, Musky and Grimy watched as the fox had curled itself around and started to lick at its sheath, bringing its pointed red tip into view. That certainly caught their interest but what came next was the fluffy furred creature pulling its head back just a bit before it started to urinate onto its own muzzle, letting out a spray of dark colored piss that it started to lap up like a line of water trickling from a stream. Not at all expecting that, instead of taking advantage of the chance, Musky and Grimy continued to watch as the fox was relieving itself into his own mouth. Of course such an act reminded the pair of monsters of themselves. 

If that wasn’t enough of a sight, the fox finished up and got onto its four feet, sniffing and padding in circles before it squatted, its tail straightening out while it pushed out a soft load of fresh dung that curled onto the snowy ground, steaming from its own heat. Musky and Grimy had their eyes trained on the shitting fox, feeling a different kind of excitement filling them. Beneath their loincloths, their cocks were starting to stir as the fox finished but even then the creature wasn’t done. The fox looked back at the load it had just dumped and fell back onto it, eagerly rubbing and rolling in it, smearing its own shit all over itself. The bokoblins had noticed that the fur was darker in color than most foxes and weren’t close enough to smell the stink that was coming from the four legged creature but everything they saw so far solidified that this fox was just like them. 

With their cocks fully hard, Musky and Grimy were on the same page. Instead of hunting the fox it would be better to instead make it a pet of theirs, to tame it like they had Grunge. But in order to do that they would have to lure it in. They did have some things on them to assist with the hunting, such as some rope. But they would have to get the fox in close first. They thought about it and Grimy came up with an idea, deciding to carefully approach the fox and once he was noticed, Grimy was quick to turn around and spread his ass, not just revealing his hole but the start of a shit log that he was ready to release but kept inside of him. 

The already fetid smell of their bodies had reached the fox’s nose but getting the smell of more shit and the more unique kind that came from the monster, the feral creature perked up and started to approach, not being as timid as the pair expected. Following the scent, the fox came in close and at a certain point, Musky acted with the rope, getting a loop around the fox’s neck, having a kind of leash that he saw humans have for dogs. With it he pulled the fox along, leading it back to their cavern. The fox didn’t put up much resistance, its tail wagging while he kept pace with the monsters, his nose still taking in their intensely disgusting smells with an eagerness. 

The fox was rather receptive with the stink that hung in the hot air, his tail constantly wagging. Grunge was confused by the other creature’s presence, more specifically it was still alive and looking around instead of being a dead animal that was ready to be eaten. Musky and Grimy were leading things off by getting the fox down, wanting to mark the feral in their own smells, the same way they did so for Grunge when they all first met. They decided to do so by having the fox lay down. Together they reached their feet out and started to grind them against the fox’s already filthy body. 

Even with its fur already coated in a newer layer of shit, the sheer bite of the bokoblin’s unwashed bodies was still getting through, standing out against the deep earthiness of what was already on the fox, making his nose twitch and his tail wag. Already the abundant sweat and foot grime was more than enough to cut through, leaving the dank cheesiness as the dominant smell on the fox, their stink becoming incorporated with what was already there. But ultimately, the fox was getting marked in their scent, smell of them more than anything else and already the creature was submitting itself and letting them continue at their leisure. 

All working together, the monsters were smearing their foot stink all over the fox. With Grunge’s help, the pure reek of their soles had overpowered the layers of scat that clung and darkened the vulpine’s pelt. They were taking the time to massage it all in, the bokoblins rubbing at the body while Grunge was grinding his own foot over the fox’s face, slathering the stick and slightly sticky sweat into the facial fur, letting out soft hums as he felt the long and smooth tongue giving it some licks and sniffing at it directly was making the feral creature’s mouth water and his tail wagged even more. For some reason the fox had been seeking foul scents since he was young, it was just a strange habit that made him different from the others. Up to this point the strongest smelling thing the fox could find was its own waste but the stink of the monsters’ feet alone was easily undoing it, instantly hooking him and making him want more. 

The fox jumped when there was a touch to his balls, a foot gently planting itself and grinding over them, making sure to smear that area in the foot grime as well. From this the fox shuddered and gently yipped from the pleasure and further arousal this was giving him. The tip of his cock was already poking out from its sheath, leaking precum that was used to further slick up the moving sole. Feeling the foot grinding over his length as well brought more pleasure to the fox, causing him to kick his leg. As more inches came sliding out of the sheath, the foot was rubbing over them all, having an easy time stroking the shaft, making use of its wet, slippery coating of sheath fluids. 

Once they felt that was good enough for now, Grimy said something and the other two agreed. Already having their loincloths off, all they simply had to do was take hold of their respective shafts and let their bladders go, releasing thick streams of dark colored piss onto the fox. The animal recoiled at first from the contact but he didn’t attempt to escape, letting his fur become soaked, feeling his thick pelt getting weighed down with the hot and pungent fluid. 

While basking in the pleasure of relieving themselves, the three were making sure to mark the majority of the fox’s body, even going up to his face to make sure some of it went into his mouth. And like how the fox had drank his own liquid waste, he was eager to get a taste of the monsters’ urine, taking in a much and swallowing it as best he could, reacting to its strong taste but he clearly wanted more of it, all while more piss from the others was spraying onto his neck and chest, soaking those parts of him as well. 

They only took a small break so they could get something. And that thing was a frozen log of shit. It had been Grimy’s idea, thinking that he could shit out a thick log and leave it in the snow for a while until it was frozen solid. And sure enough when he retrieved it, the log was hard and perfect for what he had in mind. Musky held the fox in place while Grimy got behind and pressed the cold log against the fox’s tailhole, making the creature jump but they worked together to make the rim spread. From there, Grimy finally made use of the shit-made dildo, pushing it deeper into the fox’s dirty hole, sliding it in then pulling it back, making the fox tremble and groan. Though it was cold, there was also a kind of pleasure that the fox never expected to feel. 

Seeing the way it was reacting, Musky eased his hold on the fox. While Grimy kept moving the dildo back and forth, he reached out for the fox’s length that was fully hard and throbbing, being very interested in the way it was shaped, ended with a knot that was throbbing as well. The length was slick with sheath fluids and other elements like piss that hadn’t been fully cleaned away. Grabbing it fully, he started to stroke in time with his brother pumping the dildo in and out of the creature’s depths. While the two bokoblins were directly pleasuring the fox, Grunge was left to do some teasing. It started with his foot but he eased his body down onto his knees, having his large cock and balls draped over the fox’s face, giving the animal free reign to sniff and lick them as much as he wanted. 

It was all so overwhelming for the fox, having his cock stroked and his ass stuffed at the same time. This was something he never experienced before, usually only able to get off with his tongue since other foxes didn’t want to mate with him. But now he was surrounded by other creatures that were even filthier than himself, having so many good smells that were so powerful. On top of the direct pleasure of what the bokoblins were doing, he was able to breathe in the pure bite of the moblin’s cock and ball stink. It brought an intense rush that made him more sensitive as a whole, both inside and out. 

The dildo was moving about faster while getting pushed in even deeper, its movements having so much force behind them to really press on the fox’s sensitive spots. His pants and sounds of pleasure were getting all the louder, responding to not just the anal penetration but also the growing speed of the stroking. The hand’s grip, the precum that was coming out in greater amounts, coating the palm and fingers, making it all the warmer and slicker, which of course increased the pleasure even further for him as well. But he was holding on, still panting and trembling. 

With another grunt, Grimy pushed his way in even deeper, spreading the fox’s ass even more. For added measure he even started to twist the dildo back and forth, getting even louder sounds but clear signs of more pleasure from the fox. With the stroking done in collaboration with this, the fox was left to shake and thump his tail all the harder while his cock’s throbs and spurts of pre got all the stronger, all until the fox was howling and cum was spraying from his shaft, marking his already stinking pelt in another musky element. 

After the initial teasing, the monsters decided to take things a step further by getting into a new position, going from the largest to the smallest. Grunge started it off with pushing his throbbing cock in between Musky’s muggy cheeks, sliding into the grungy hole, making the bokoblin groan from the wide and long thing being stuffed into him. But he used the forward motion for himself, rocking his own hips to penetrate Grimy. Being in a train position like this was nothing new for the trio but the fox’s presence gave them the chance to spice things up further. Grimy was firmly holding onto the animal’s hips, thrusting his way into the hole that had been fucked with the dildo, smeared with the shit that had melted from the fox’s body heat. Mushy and hot from the animal’s insides, Grimy was already loving it as he was burrowing in deep, having all of his inches firmly clenched. 

From them on the firm thrusts made by Grunge all the way in the back got the balls rolling. The others would use the momentum to also push their way into the hole their cocks were wrapped around, shoving their way into a greasy, hot hole. It ended with the fox that was already shaking from the pleasure, its legs trembling while the knotted cock between his hindlegs were throbbing and spurting lines of precum. They were all releasing precum into the passage, making it all the easier for them to move their hips and slip against the hugging walls, making the pleasure rise for all of them. 

Positioned in the middle, Musky and Grimy were getting the most pleasure. Both were getting thrust into while also having another hole to penetrate at the same time. They felt each other’s breath coming out in the form of hot pants, both getting rocked by the strong thrusts that were coming from Grunge behind them, and touching each other’s sweet spots that made the other clench firmly, making the pleasure rise greatly, giving more motivation to keep them all thrusting into each other. And with all of their dirty bodies being close, they were all free to take in the heavy haze of filthy musk that was rising from their hot, sweat-soaked bodies. 

Together they were hitting each other’s most sensitive spots, trading the growing pleasure back and forth, loving the way the other felt, keeping their excitement flaring as everyone’s cock was starting to throb with more strength. With more precum being let loose, all coming from the monsters’ fat balls, the sounds of their penetration from then on became more wet and sloppy. Thick squelches happened in time with the pulls and pushes, bringing all of them an added sense of excitement. It was making them all feel all the warmer inside as well, spreading through them just as much as the pleasure was. As things started to pick up, their bodies were all rocking even more and the wet squishes were becoming all the louder, making the holes squeeze harder which in turn got more precum out. 

With a few more forceful thrusts from them all, Grunge was the first to be pushed over the edge, groaning aloud as his balls were sending surges of his dark and hot cum into Musky, pumping the taller bokoblin full of the roiling loads, giving him another surge of wet, sticky heat. From this feeling along with the next thrusts he managed into his brother, Musky was also pushed into his climax, giving his loads to Grimy next, unloading into the receiving hole with force, making the other bokoblin feel full and seeded. That left Grimy and the fox, both on the cusp. The shorter bokoblin wasn’t just still thrusting but he was also stroking the fox’s knotted cock at the same time. The fox was the one to release first, shaking as seed was spurting out and oozing between Grimy’s fingers. And the squeezing of his hole got Grimy off, leaving him to fire his loads into the scat-coated animal ass… 

They were all soon basked in the amazing feelings and miasma of dirtiness that was hanging in the air around all of them. Like Grunge had, the others all knew that this fox was a keeper and it wouldn’t take much more training to get him on their level as well…