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I do plan on finishing it. But since I haven't touched it in awhile I figured I could throw it up here and let ya'll see a little sneak peak. (And offer any suggestions for continuation)\n\nSam (stereotypical blue dog) gets VIP tickets from his buddy Tom to go see an all girl underground rock band known for their raunchy stage acts during the finale. They take a liking to him, and drag him onto their bus for a more personal experience.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "WIP- This story is far from done... I do plan on finishing it. But since I haven't touched it in awhile I figured I could throw it up here and let ya'll see a little sneak peak. (And offer any suggestions for continuation)

Sam (stereotypical blue dog) gets VIP tickets from his buddy Tom to go see an all girl underground rock band known for their raunchy stage acts during the finale. They take a liking to him, and drag him onto their bus for a more personal experience.", "writing": "``Woo Tickets! Thanks Tom.'' He clasped the VIP ticket to the show his buddy was working security at, thanking him for wrangling him one for his birthday. \n\n``No problem man, you hadn't shut up about them since you found their music... figured it was the least I could do. After ya helped me move... those, what... six? Times.'' The kangaroo man counting his fingers.\n\nSam smiled, ``Heh... yeah. Still man, thanks.'' The dog boy not realizing that they were backstage VIP tickets in all his excitement.\n\nTrash Punch was an all girl rock band, up and coming in the underground scene. They were kinda known for their raunchy stage antics during the final song... last time the bassist throat fucked a dude until he puked, then kept going.\n\nTheir line up consisted of the vocalist a skunk girl named Miasma, the lead guitarist a racoon girl named Snot, the bassist a hyena girl named Spit, and the drummer a bear girl named Crud. All stage names of course, though Snot was very apt.\n\nThe night of the show rolled around. And Sam was up front and center, thrashing and jumping along with the high energy band. They had been going for hours on stage, their clothes thoroughly soaked with sweat, spit... and in the case of the lead guitarist, snot. \n\nThe lights finally shut off, just before the finale and the opening riff of their closing song `Sacrificial Lamb' belted out in the darkness. Sam shouted along with the rest of the crowd as the lights brightened and the vocals started coming in.\n\nAs the guitar solo came to a crescendo he felt two rough hands snag and toss him on stage. Seeing the smirking face of Tom as he passed onto the raised platform. The four girls made some quick but silent hand gestures, before seeming to reach an agreement. As he stood Sam felt the heavy booted foot thud into his back sending him reeling towards Snot.\n\nThe racoon girl slung the guitar to her back and caught him, grabbing him in one hand by his chin and holding his mouth open. Her namesake dripping from flared nostrils, she smiled, her other hand reaching up to press against one side of her nose. Taking a deep breath before snorting, shooting a yellowish green foamy snot rocket into his open mouth, then clearing the other nostril in the same way. Two thick, slimy slugs of nose goop flung into the back of his throat before he could react. The crowd went wild.\n\n*SNRTTTT* *SNRPT*\n\nAs the two massive cloying droplets of goop slid their way down his esophagus. He felt his bile rising, his throat rebelling against the gooey intrusion. Still too stunned to react as Snot pulled him close, pressing mucus covered lips to his, kissing him. Her tongue slipping into his mouth, laden with more of her greasy namesake.\n\n*HURK*\n\nSam stumbled, unsteady on his feet, the sheer sticky texture of her mucus causing him to gag and stagger away as she lets go. A kick to the back of his knees sends him tumbling to the ground. The bright lights of the stage replaced by Miasma's silhouette as she straddles him. \n\nBarely pausing her singing as she unzips tight leather pants, sliding them down and squatting over his dazed head. His eyes adjust to the sudden darkness, and he catches a glimpse of sodden, pink slit between white furred mound. Moments before foul yellow urine pours onto his upturned visage. \n\n*Pssssssstttttttttttt*\n\nThe scent of womanly arousal and sweat filling his nose, just before it's washed out under the deluge of hot salty piss. His mind whirling as it tries to process what just happened, conflicting signals overriding all sense of self as blood rushes towards his crotch. Finally he surrenders, opening wide to drink down Miasma's hot briny urine. Ears blocked by furry black thighs, eyes fixed on the barely visible pulsing pink ring of her tailhole, he swallows. Gulping down her piss, like a thirsty man in a desert.\n\nThe song comes to an end, the cheering of the crowd drowning out his last gulps and the band's farewells. She stands, pulling up her pants and blowing him a kiss before striding off stage. Leaving him laying there, stunned, aroused, body unable or unwilling to move after what just happened. Until Tom comes up on stage, towering over his prone form and blocking the bright stage lights.\n\n``Great show man, you alive?'' He confirms when Sam starts to move. ``Oh by the way, everyone can see your boner dude. Gotta say, you have a nice one. Anyway, come on it's backstage time.'' Reaching down to offer him a hand up then direct him offstage towards the green room and the waiting band.\n\n``Heeeey! Its you!'' Miasma greets him as he is unceremoniously shoved into the room.\n\n``Oh... uh hi.'' Sam responds lamely, peering around at the girls as they unwound from the show. Hands clasped in front of his still swollen groin.\n\nMiasma, waving from deep within a couch, beer in hand. Snot, carefully cleaning her guitar before stowing it. Crud sipping loudly from the remains of what appeared to be a milkshake, a second one already in the wings waiting to go. While Spit lounged in a tall chair, also drinking a beer.\n\n``Come in... Sorry, not sorry about earlier on stage... gotta give the fans what they want right?'' Miasma's gaze drifts down to his crotch, ``I noticed you didn't seem to mind anyway.'' Tossing him a wink then guzzling down the rest of her beer.\n\n``Shy? Aww, cute. Not bad to look at either... and packin a little somethin from what you showed on stage.'' Spit commented from her position. ``Snot took a liking to you from the go, man. Usually she abstains from the vote.'' She smiles toothily at him, then tosses an annoyed look at Crud's loud slurping as she reaches the bottom of her milkshake. ``Pretty sure that one's dead, wait... ain't you lactose intolerant or somethin?''\n\n``Yeah. And?'' Crud retorts, ``Not your body, not your problem.''\n\n``We all ride in the same bus Crud, you know there's only one bathroom.'' Miasma responds\n\n``Guess I'll have to get it all out early then... or maybe we can find a spare.'' Crud winks at Sam ``I'm sure he'll have a grand ole time. What do you say, hun?''\n\nSnot grabs him by the shoulder, pulling him to face her. She'd be cute if it weren't for the twin waterfalls of her namesake pouring from her black button nose. Offering him a shy smile, blushing as he turns to look, then grabbing for his hand.\n\n``Awwww.'' The other three pipe up in mock singsong.\n\nHer demeanor totally different from on stage, she pulls him to a corner while the rest start arguing. ``Hi!'' Slightly squeaky, though mucus heavy, ``Snot... though you probably already knew that.'' giggling nervously, unsure of herself now that the stage lights were off. ``Sorry about uh...'' Waving vaguely at her face, ``Sinus infection, when I was young, doctors say it'll always be like this and uh, you know, for earlier.'' her fingers fidgeting nervously with the hem of her long shirt.\n\n``Oh... um, sorry to hear about your nose... I'm Sam, uh... you're different off stage.''\n\n``OOOOHHHHH SNOTS GOT A BOYFRIEND!'' the three other band mates cheer mockingly from their positions, interrupting whatever she was going to say.\n\nHer ears turn pink and he turns in alarm to their announcement. ``We gotta take him for a test drive before we approve, don't we?'' Miasma says from her position before standing and approaching, ``We already know you can drink piss, how about the rest of it?'' Turning to rub her ass against his groin, ``Grab him Crud, to the bus. Don't wanna make too much more of a mess in here.''\n\nUnceremoniously hoisted by the larger bear lady and carried to their bus in short order. He found himself stripped and tossed into a bed, ``Who's first?'', the bear calls.\n\n``Fuck, why does your breath smell like a horses ass?'' Crud\n\n``Did you see the bouncer?'' Spit\n\n``The big clydesdale stud?'' Crud\n\n``Before the show I gave him a rimjob and sucked his cock, filthy fucker too... too bad he came so quickly. Left me pent up for the whole set, lets see if new boy can finish me off.'' Spit\n\n``That's where you went... slut.'' Crud\n\n``You're just jealous you didn't get to him first.'' Spit\n\nThe hyena lady slips past the large bear woman, sticking her tongue out to mock her as she does. She shuts the door before stripping out of skin tight leather pants. The room filling with the heady stink of sweat and womanly arousal. Dark brown psudeopenis already bulging from black spotted groin, wet and shimmering in the light of the room as she advances. \n\nHer face plastered with a predatory smile. Baring yellowish-brown spiked teeth at the smaller boy. She pauses, looking over his stunned form, ``Kiss me.'' before grabbing his chest fur and pulling him up to her face. Releasing a foul belch, foamy flecks of tartar, mucus and who knows what else showering him. The vile stench of scat, cum, and bile on top of halitosis slamming into his sinuses. \n\n*URRRRPPPP*\n\nSomething about it though sends blood rushing to his groin, arousal washing his mind even as disgust wracks his stomach. Fighting not to gag, he presses his lips against hers, tongue worming out into the Hyena's maw, tasting her breath directly does nothing to improve the flavor. \n\n*Urrrrp*\n\nAnother wave of almost visibly greenish yellow breath stench crashes into his tonsils full force. Causing him to recoil, she snorts, audibly pulling snot from somewhere deep in her sinuses. Taking a moment to roll it into a gooey ball in her mouth, before hocking it down his throat. \n\n*Snrrrrk* *Ptooo*\n\nPanting through strong hands wrapped around his throat, mouth held wide by thumbs on his cheeks. Her lips again sealed against his, sucking his tongue into her mouth, wrestling it against the pointed off-color pillars within. Her dexterous tongue forcing his to dig into the cracks and crevasses of her gums, tasting every bit of embedded gunk.\n\nLooming over him, drooling into his throat even as she grinds herself against his naked body. Her tongue wrapped around his, slimy pink appendages slowly rolling betwixt wet red maws. She breaks the kiss, panting heavy, wet breaths, their lips connected by a thin gossamer strand of shimmery drool.\n\n*urrrrrrP*\n\nShe looks him over, eyes roaming his body. Taking a moment to wipe the wet drool from her chin fur. She smirks, ``I'd say sorry... but..'' One long, clawed finger wiping a pearl of pre-cum from his hard cock. Inspecting the the white tinged slime on her fingertip, before erotically licking it off. Her gaze shooting back to meet his eyes, ``looks like you're enjoying it. And it'd be a lie.'' She winks, before leaning back and shifting her hips up at him.\n\nHe swallows dryly, his tastebuds still coming to terms with the vile slobber Spit's kiss smeared over them. His gaze roams her muscled body as he tries to come to terms with what is happening. A small part of him full of dread at the prospect, that tiny part is overshadowed by arousal and excitement.\n\nSpreading her legs, one hand gently massaging her large hard clit. The other fondling one of her small boobs, digits pinching erect nipple. She smiles at him again, displaying those intimidating pointed teeth. ``Comeon.'' She lifts one arm, nodding at the hairy moist pit beneath, ``Get in there. And no touching yourself, we're savin' that for Snot.''\n\nHe obliges, rolling forward to bury his nose into her armpit. Sniffing sweat damp fur into his nostrils, tongue pressing into hot moist pit. Sucking the grit, salt and dirt from the wet curly fur. Panting needfully between each swallow, and returning for more. The second pit is much the same, his long tongue surrounded by hot wet salty fur.\n\n``Mmmmm.'' She relaxes into his tongue bath, raising and lowering her arms to give him better access. ``You're good at this... I might have to keep you for myself.'' She grabs his chin, staring into Sam's eyes before pulling him into another long wet kiss. Forcing her tongue down his throat, teasing her own briny sweat and grime from betwixt his teeth. Again breaking the kiss first, ``few more spots, then we'll see what else that mouth can do.'' She arches her hips up at him, ``Down there boy.'' Lifting her leg, toes spread, ``Been wearin' those boots all day. Get to it.'' \n\nTaking sweat damp foot betwixt his hands, sniffing at the pungent musk between her toes. He gets right to work, slick tongue lapping up grimy, gritty footpads. Worming between spread toes, digging dead skin and dirt from the joints. One by one her toes are put into his mouth, tongue swirling over and around each digit as he dutifully cleans her feet.\n\n``Ahh, you're fuckin eager. Kiss me, I wanna taste it too.'' *URRRRRPPPP* Belching out another wave of her rancid breath into his face. Before cramming her lips to his, slobbery tongue drilling urgently into his maw, writhing against his teeth and gums for any remnants of her own foot grime and sweat. Breaking the kiss, she shoves him down towards her crotch. ``Fuck that's nasty... Your reward.'' Arching and spreading her hips for better access.\n\n \n\nSam ducks down, shoving his muzzle betwixt her thighs. Snorting all the built up sweat and grime from the earlier show. Licking, sucking and swallowing down the collected filth. Tongue slipping between taught butt cheeks, touching its tip to her clenched pucker. His brain wrapped in the scent of her arousal, ignored cock hard as diamonds as his nose finds her needy vag.\n\nSpit grinds herself onto his face, rubbing slick excitement into his nose. ``Mmm, good boy. Right there.'' One hand pinching stiffening nipple, the other reaching down to caress her own engorged clit. Thrusting herself down onto his face to encourage him to get deeper inside. ``Mfff. Fuck, deeper. Right, fuckin there!'' She cums, spraying his face with jets of watery femspunk before pushing him away from her sensitive quim. ``Ugh... fuck... I needed that.'' \n\n``Wait Mia!'' Crud\n\n``Nope, gotta go now.'' Miasma\n\n``Me next!'' Miasma pushes through the door, not waiting to be acknowledged. The skunkette approaches the limp form of Spit, pressing her lips against the hyena woman?s. Her tongue dipping past the bassists sharp yellow teeth as they exchange spit. \n\nFinally backing off from playing tonsil hockey with Spit, Mia says, ``He did a good job on your teeth, don't think they've been that clean since... ever?'' She looks over her shoulder towards, Sam, ``Really, good job!'' giving him a thumbs ups. \n\nSpit stares longingly at Miasmas turned head as their kiss is broken, clearly wanting more. The thumbs up breaks her out of the trance, and she shakes her head free of cobwebs. ``Yeah yeah... good job.'' Pushing past the skunk woman to grab some clothes and head for the door. Spits tough demeanor returns, ``If my date goes well, and you're still here. How's about you give me a clean out, mmm?''\n\nDistracted by the leaving hyena, Sam misses Miasma removing her clothes. Only when he is shoved over does he realize she's naked. ``Wha?'' his words cut off by her hand on his mouth. \n\n``Shush, I've got something you need to do with that mouth.'' Taking little time to plant her pucker over his maw and bear down. \n\n*Fffffffffffttttttttttttttppppppppptttttt*\n\nThe hot quaking wind spraying his taste buds with bits of intestinal grease before he can even react. He swallows the slimy pebbles, then slips his tongue out to press against her tenting starfish, eager for more of her colonic jelly.\n\n*Braaaaappppttttt*\n\n``Ohhhh, yeah. Damn that feels good to let out... Oh, you already know what to do eh?'' Mia speaks from somewhere above him. Her rumbling stomach readying to supply more gas to her canine throne. Long thin fingers working into her already dripping sex as she bears down on him again.\n\n*Praaaaaapppppttttttttt*\n\nHeavy nuts roiling in need, aching cock harder than he thought possible. Practically pissing precum with each quaking blast of flatulence from the seated skunkette. Sam's brain shut off, letting him just experience all the various sensations as his mouth and tongue go to work. Long wet licks applied to gasping tailhole between bouts of intestinal trumpeting. Deep, gentle kisses laid onto her vile shitring.\n\n*Bwoooorrrrppppttt* *Braaaaaappppttt* *Pffffftttt*\n\nMoaning in pleasure as her seemingly un-endless bout of gas sends shivers through her groin. Each almost visibly brown vibratory expulsion, edging her closer and closer to relief. Though it seems like two bubbles form in her gut for each one blasted down Sam's willing throat. Her long fingers slipping between puffy mons, spreading slick labia. ``Mmmmmf, damn boy.'' Her eyes fixated on his pulsing cock. \n\n``Sucking my farts makes you that hard? Fuck...'' \n\n*BWAAAAAPPPPPP*\n\n``Oooh... that felt good.'' \n\n*PFFFFTTTTTT*\n\n``Mmmf... oooh, this feels like a big one.'' \n\n*BWOOOOOOORRRRRRRPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTT*\n\nBreathing in the rancid gas from her fluttering asshole. Arms wrapped around her soft, buttery thighs. Tongue buried into that foul flatulent tailhole, Sam's world was stink, and he loved it. The next few minutes were filled with the sound of her intestinal tuba, punctuated by eager slurps of his tongue. \n\nMia shifts herself backward, presenting her wet pussy to his defiled maw, not bothering to line up before unleashing her bladder once again onto the prone mutts face. ``Ahhhhh.''\n\nUnprepared for the hot, briny piss, Sam's eyes watered as it invaded his nostrils, the salt blowing out his sinuses before leaking down the back of his throat. He struggles to get his mouth under the spattering flow, and keep it from his eyes as is pours down his muzzle. Sam lets her foul smelling nectar fill his mouth, eyes glassy with lust as it overflows his cheeks and runs down his neck before gulping it into his thirsty stomach. \n\nThe skunk moans in relief as her belly visibly deflates. Her fingers idly playing with her clit within the golden stream, the sounds of Sam drinking her piss turning her on more than before. Her eyes alight on his hard cock as he thrusts up into nothing, twinkling with mischief. She leans over, laying a tender kiss on the pre spewing glans of his canine cock. Her tongue slipping out to lick at the salty, pearly liquid welling from his upright shaft, letting the silky precum coat her tongue before she swallows it, then goes back for more. \n\nSam eagerly humps against her soft wet tongue, straining his body to get more stimulation onto his hard cock as he licks the last few drips of briny piss from her silky cunt. His body controlled by lust, mind lost somewhere in the depravity.\n\nMia sits up, reluctantly pulling away from his bouncing dick, her fingers dipping into her sex as his tongue shifts back to her flatulent asshole. Biting her lip as she feels the soft, dense muscle press into her taught sphincter. One hand flicking her hard rubbery clit, as her other squeezes a hefty breast pinching her pert nipple betwixt long fingers. Suddenly her eyes shoot open as she feels a sharp pain in her gut. \n\n``Ooof... Um... shit.. urgh.'' She grimaces, ``no, no no no.''\n\n*PFFFTTT* *SsssssssssssssssssuuuuuuppppttttttT*\n\nSlimy intestinal grease slipping down his tongue as she suddenly sharts into his attending mouth. Sending the dogboy gagging, as the clinging anal mucus coats his tongue and taste-buds. \n\n``Sorry... shit. Fuckin.'' \n\n*Braaapt* *Ssssssssssspppppptttttttt*\n\n``Gas station''\n\n*FFFFSssssssssPPPPPPTTTTTTTtttttt* *Sppppplllloooooorrrrrccchhhh*\n\n``Sushi... Fuck... UGH... That stinks, I'm so... so sorry... I didn't.''\n\n*Ssssssssppppppppuuuuuuuttttttttt*\n\n``Didn't mean''\n\n*frraaaaaapppppPPPPPPTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSPPPPPPP*\n\n``I think... Urgh, nope.''\n\n*SSSSSsSSsssppPPPPPPLLLLLLUUUUUUPPPPPP*\n\n``Ugggg...'' The skunk girl wiping cold sweat from her forehead as her stomach seemingly calms down, panting as she strains to keep her tender sore starfish from expelling more of the spicy gas and shart into the hapless mutts maw. ``Ugh... is it? Is it done?'' \n\n*PFFFFFFRAAAAAPPPPPPPTTT* *Sput*\n\nTrash Punch\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "``Woo Tickets! Thanks Tom.'' He clasped the VIP ticket to the show his buddy was working security at, thanking him for wrangling him one for his birthday.

``No problem man, you hadn't shut up about them since you found their music... figured it was the least I could do. After ya helped me move... those, what... six? Times.'' The kangaroo man counting his fingers.

Sam smiled, ``Heh... yeah. Still man, thanks.'' The dog boy not realizing that they were backstage VIP tickets in all his excitement.

Trash Punch was an all girl rock band, up and coming in the underground scene. They were kinda known for their raunchy stage antics during the final song... last time the bassist throat fucked a dude until he puked, then kept going.

Their line up consisted of the vocalist a skunk girl named Miasma, the lead guitarist a racoon girl named Snot, the bassist a hyena girl named Spit, and the drummer a bear girl named Crud. All stage names of course, though Snot was very apt.

The night of the show rolled around. And Sam was up front and center, thrashing and jumping along with the high energy band. They had been going for hours on stage, their clothes thoroughly soaked with sweat, spit... and in the case of the lead guitarist, snot.

The lights finally shut off, just before the finale and the opening riff of their closing song `Sacrificial Lamb' belted out in the darkness. Sam shouted along with the rest of the crowd as the lights brightened and the vocals started coming in.

As the guitar solo came to a crescendo he felt two rough hands snag and toss him on stage. Seeing the smirking face of Tom as he passed onto the raised platform. The four girls made some quick but silent hand gestures, before seeming to reach an agreement. As he stood Sam felt the heavy booted foot thud into his back sending him reeling towards Snot.

The racoon girl slung the guitar to her back and caught him, grabbing him in one hand by his chin and holding his mouth open. Her namesake dripping from flared nostrils, she smiled, her other hand reaching up to press against one side of her nose. Taking a deep breath before snorting, shooting a yellowish green foamy snot rocket into his open mouth, then clearing the other nostril in the same way. Two thick, slimy slugs of nose goop flung into the back of his throat before he could react. The crowd went wild.

*SNRTTTT* *SNRPT*

As the two massive cloying droplets of goop slid their way down his esophagus. He felt his bile rising, his throat rebelling against the gooey intrusion. Still too stunned to react as Snot pulled him close, pressing mucus covered lips to his, kissing him. Her tongue slipping into his mouth, laden with more of her greasy namesake.

*HURK*

Sam stumbled, unsteady on his feet, the sheer sticky texture of her mucus causing him to gag and stagger away as she lets go. A kick to the back of his knees sends him tumbling to the ground. The bright lights of the stage replaced by Miasma's silhouette as she straddles him.

Barely pausing her singing as she unzips tight leather pants, sliding them down and squatting over his dazed head. His eyes adjust to the sudden darkness, and he catches a glimpse of sodden, pink slit between white furred mound. Moments before foul yellow urine pours onto his upturned visage.

*Pssssssstttttttttttt*

The scent of womanly arousal and sweat filling his nose, just before it's washed out under the deluge of hot salty piss. His mind whirling as it tries to process what just happened, conflicting signals overriding all sense of self as blood rushes towards his crotch. Finally he surrenders, opening wide to drink down Miasma's hot briny urine. Ears blocked by furry black thighs, eyes fixed on the barely visible pulsing pink ring of her tailhole, he swallows. Gulping down her piss, like a thirsty man in a desert.

The song comes to an end, the cheering of the crowd drowning out his last gulps and the band's farewells. She stands, pulling up her pants and blowing him a kiss before striding off stage. Leaving him laying there, stunned, aroused, body unable or unwilling to move after what just happened. Until Tom comes up on stage, towering over his prone form and blocking the bright stage lights.

``Great show man, you alive?'' He confirms when Sam starts to move. ``Oh by the way, everyone can see your boner dude. Gotta say, you have a nice one. Anyway, come on it's backstage time.'' Reaching down to offer him a hand up then direct him offstage towards the green room and the waiting band.

``Heeeey! Its you!'' Miasma greets him as he is unceremoniously shoved into the room.

``Oh... uh hi.'' Sam responds lamely, peering around at the girls as they unwound from the show. Hands clasped in front of his still swollen groin.

Miasma, waving from deep within a couch, beer in hand. Snot, carefully cleaning her guitar before stowing it. Crud sipping loudly from the remains of what appeared to be a milkshake, a second one already in the wings waiting to go. While Spit lounged in a tall chair, also drinking a beer.

``Come in... Sorry, not sorry about earlier on stage... gotta give the fans what they want right?'' Miasma's gaze drifts down to his crotch, ``I noticed you didn't seem to mind anyway.'' Tossing him a wink then guzzling down the rest of her beer.

``Shy? Aww, cute. Not bad to look at either... and packin a little somethin from what you showed on stage.'' Spit commented from her position. ``Snot took a liking to you from the go, man. Usually she abstains from the vote.'' She smiles toothily at him, then tosses an annoyed look at Crud's loud slurping as she reaches the bottom of her milkshake. ``Pretty sure that one's dead, wait... ain't you lactose intolerant or somethin?''

``Yeah. And?'' Crud retorts, ``Not your body, not your problem.''

``We all ride in the same bus Crud, you know there's only one bathroom.'' Miasma responds

``Guess I'll have to get it all out early then... or maybe we can find a spare.'' Crud winks at Sam ``I'm sure he'll have a grand ole time. What do you say, hun?''

Snot grabs him by the shoulder, pulling him to face her. She'd be cute if it weren't for the twin waterfalls of her namesake pouring from her black button nose. Offering him a shy smile, blushing as he turns to look, then grabbing for his hand.

``Awwww.'' The other three pipe up in mock singsong.

Her demeanor totally different from on stage, she pulls him to a corner while the rest start arguing. ``Hi!'' Slightly squeaky, though mucus heavy, ``Snot... though you probably already knew that.'' giggling nervously, unsure of herself now that the stage lights were off. ``Sorry about uh...'' Waving vaguely at her face, ``Sinus infection, when I was young, doctors say it'll always be like this and uh, you know, for earlier.'' her fingers fidgeting nervously with the hem of her long shirt.

``Oh... um, sorry to hear about your nose... I'm Sam, uh... you're different off stage.''

``OOOOHHHHH SNOTS GOT A BOYFRIEND!'' the three other band mates cheer mockingly from their positions, interrupting whatever she was going to say.

Her ears turn pink and he turns in alarm to their announcement. ``We gotta take him for a test drive before we approve, don't we?'' Miasma says from her position before standing and approaching, ``We already know you can drink piss, how about the rest of it?'' Turning to rub her ass against his groin, ``Grab him Crud, to the bus. Don't wanna make too much more of a mess in here.''

Unceremoniously hoisted by the larger bear lady and carried to their bus in short order. He found himself stripped and tossed into a bed, ``Who's first?'', the bear calls.

``Fuck, why does your breath smell like a horses ass?'' Crud

``Did you see the bouncer?'' Spit

``The big clydesdale stud?'' Crud

``Before the show I gave him a rimjob and sucked his cock, filthy fucker too... too bad he came so quickly. Left me pent up for the whole set, lets see if new boy can finish me off.'' Spit

``That's where you went... slut.'' Crud

``You're just jealous you didn't get to him first.'' Spit

The hyena lady slips past the large bear woman, sticking her tongue out to mock her as she does. She shuts the door before stripping out of skin tight leather pants. The room filling with the heady stink of sweat and womanly arousal. Dark brown psudeopenis already bulging from black spotted groin, wet and shimmering in the light of the room as she advances.

Her face plastered with a predatory smile. Baring yellowish-brown spiked teeth at the smaller boy. She pauses, looking over his stunned form, ``Kiss me.'' before grabbing his chest fur and pulling him up to her face. Releasing a foul belch, foamy flecks of tartar, mucus and who knows what else showering him. The vile stench of scat, cum, and bile on top of halitosis slamming into his sinuses.

*URRRRPPPP*

Something about it though sends blood rushing to his groin, arousal washing his mind even as disgust wracks his stomach. Fighting not to gag, he presses his lips against hers, tongue worming out into the Hyena's maw, tasting her breath directly does nothing to improve the flavor.

*Urrrrp*

Another wave of almost visibly greenish yellow breath stench crashes into his tonsils full force. Causing him to recoil, she snorts, audibly pulling snot from somewhere deep in her sinuses. Taking a moment to roll it into a gooey ball in her mouth, before hocking it down his throat.

*Snrrrrk* *Ptooo*

Panting through strong hands wrapped around his throat, mouth held wide by thumbs on his cheeks. Her lips again sealed against his, sucking his tongue into her mouth, wrestling it against the pointed off-color pillars within. Her dexterous tongue forcing his to dig into the cracks and crevasses of her gums, tasting every bit of embedded gunk.

Looming over him, drooling into his throat even as she grinds herself against his naked body. Her tongue wrapped around his, slimy pink appendages slowly rolling betwixt wet red maws. She breaks the kiss, panting heavy, wet breaths, their lips connected by a thin gossamer strand of shimmery drool.

*urrrrrrP*

She looks him over, eyes roaming his body. Taking a moment to wipe the wet drool from her chin fur. She smirks, ``I'd say sorry... but..'' One long, clawed finger wiping a pearl of pre-cum from his hard cock. Inspecting the the white tinged slime on her fingertip, before erotically licking it off. Her gaze shooting back to meet his eyes, ``looks like you're enjoying it. And it'd be a lie.'' She winks, before leaning back and shifting her hips up at him.

He swallows dryly, his tastebuds still coming to terms with the vile slobber Spit's kiss smeared over them. His gaze roams her muscled body as he tries to come to terms with what is happening. A small part of him full of dread at the prospect, that tiny part is overshadowed by arousal and excitement.

Spreading her legs, one hand gently massaging her large hard clit. The other fondling one of her small boobs, digits pinching erect nipple. She smiles at him again, displaying those intimidating pointed teeth. ``Comeon.'' She lifts one arm, nodding at the hairy moist pit beneath, ``Get in there. And no touching yourself, we're savin' that for Snot.''

He obliges, rolling forward to bury his nose into her armpit. Sniffing sweat damp fur into his nostrils, tongue pressing into hot moist pit. Sucking the grit, salt and dirt from the wet curly fur. Panting needfully between each swallow, and returning for more. The second pit is much the same, his long tongue surrounded by hot wet salty fur.

``Mmmmm.'' She relaxes into his tongue bath, raising and lowering her arms to give him better access. ``You're good at this... I might have to keep you for myself.'' She grabs his chin, staring into Sam's eyes before pulling him into another long wet kiss. Forcing her tongue down his throat, teasing her own briny sweat and grime from betwixt his teeth. Again breaking the kiss first, ``few more spots, then we'll see what else that mouth can do.'' She arches her hips up at him, ``Down there boy.'' Lifting her leg, toes spread, ``Been wearin' those boots all day. Get to it.''

Taking sweat damp foot betwixt his hands, sniffing at the pungent musk between her toes. He gets right to work, slick tongue lapping up grimy, gritty footpads. Worming between spread toes, digging dead skin and dirt from the joints. One by one her toes are put into his mouth, tongue swirling over and around each digit as he dutifully cleans her feet.

``Ahh, you're fuckin eager. Kiss me, I wanna taste it too.''  *URRRRRPPPP* Belching out another wave of her rancid breath into his face. Before cramming her lips to his, slobbery tongue drilling urgently into his maw, writhing against his teeth and gums for any remnants of her own foot grime and sweat. Breaking the kiss, she shoves him down towards her crotch. ``Fuck that's nasty... Your reward.'' Arching and spreading her hips for better access.

 

Sam ducks down, shoving his muzzle betwixt her thighs. Snorting all the built up sweat and grime from the earlier show. Licking, sucking and swallowing down the collected filth. Tongue slipping between taught butt cheeks, touching its tip to her clenched pucker. His brain wrapped in the scent of her arousal, ignored cock hard as diamonds as his nose finds her needy vag.

Spit grinds herself onto his face, rubbing slick excitement into his nose. ``Mmm, good boy. Right there.''  One hand pinching stiffening nipple, the other reaching down to caress her own engorged clit. Thrusting herself down onto his face to encourage him to get deeper inside. ``Mfff. Fuck, deeper. Right, fuckin there!'' She cums, spraying his face with jets of watery femspunk before pushing him away from her sensitive quim. ``Ugh... fuck... I needed that.''

``Wait Mia!'' Crud

``Nope, gotta go now.'' Miasma

``Me next!'' Miasma pushes through the door, not waiting to be acknowledged. The skunkette approaches the limp form of Spit, pressing her lips against the hyena woman?s. Her tongue dipping past the bassists sharp yellow teeth as they exchange spit.

Finally backing off from playing tonsil hockey with Spit, Mia says, ``He did a good job on your teeth, don't think they've been that clean since... ever?'' She looks over her shoulder towards, Sam, ``Really, good job!'' giving him a thumbs ups.

Spit stares longingly at Miasmas turned head as their kiss is broken, clearly wanting more. The thumbs up breaks her out of the trance, and she shakes her head free of cobwebs. ``Yeah yeah... good job.'' Pushing past the skunk woman to grab some clothes and head for the door. Spits tough demeanor returns, ``If my date goes well, and you're still here. How's about you give me a clean out, mmm?''

Distracted by the leaving hyena, Sam misses Miasma removing her clothes. Only when he is shoved over does he realize she's naked. ``Wha?'' his words cut off by her hand on his mouth.

``Shush, I've got something you need to do with that mouth.'' Taking little time to plant her pucker over his maw and bear down.

*Fffffffffffttttttttttttttppppppppptttttt*

The hot quaking wind spraying his taste buds with bits of intestinal grease before he can even react. He swallows the slimy pebbles, then slips his tongue out to press against her tenting starfish, eager for more of her colonic jelly.

*Braaaaappppttttt*

``Ohhhh, yeah. Damn that feels good to let out... Oh, you already know what to do eh?'' Mia speaks from somewhere above him. Her rumbling stomach readying to supply more gas to her canine throne. Long thin fingers working into her already dripping sex as she bears down on him again.

*Praaaaaapppppttttttttt*

Heavy nuts roiling in need, aching cock harder than he thought possible. Practically pissing precum with each quaking blast of flatulence from the seated skunkette. Sam's brain shut off, letting him just experience all the various sensations as his mouth and tongue go to work. Long wet licks applied to gasping tailhole between bouts of intestinal trumpeting. Deep, gentle kisses laid onto her vile shitring.

*Bwoooorrrrppppttt* *Braaaaaappppttt* *Pffffftttt*

Moaning in pleasure as her seemingly un-endless bout of gas sends shivers through her groin. Each almost visibly brown vibratory expulsion, edging her closer and closer to relief. Though it seems like two bubbles form in her gut for each one blasted down Sam's willing throat. Her long fingers slipping between puffy mons, spreading slick labia. ``Mmmmmf, damn boy.'' Her eyes fixated on his pulsing cock.

``Sucking my farts makes you that hard? Fuck...''

*BWAAAAAPPPPPP*

``Oooh... that felt good.''

*PFFFFTTTTTT*

``Mmmf... oooh, this feels like a big one.''

*BWOOOOOOORRRRRRRPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTT*

Breathing in the rancid gas from her fluttering asshole. Arms wrapped around her soft, buttery thighs. Tongue buried into that foul flatulent tailhole, Sam's world was stink, and he loved it. The next few minutes were filled with the sound of her intestinal tuba, punctuated by eager slurps of his tongue.

Mia shifts herself backward, presenting her wet pussy to his defiled maw, not bothering to line up before unleashing her bladder once again onto the prone mutts face. ``Ahhhhh.''

Unprepared for the hot, briny piss, Sam's eyes watered as it invaded his nostrils, the salt blowing out his sinuses before leaking down the back of his throat. He struggles to get his mouth under the spattering flow, and keep it from his eyes as is pours down his muzzle. Sam lets her foul smelling nectar fill his mouth, eyes glassy with lust as it overflows his cheeks and runs down his neck before gulping it into his thirsty stomach.

The skunk moans in relief as her belly visibly deflates. Her fingers idly playing with her clit within the golden stream, the sounds of Sam drinking her piss turning her on more than before. Her eyes alight on his hard cock as he thrusts up into nothing, twinkling with mischief. She leans over, laying a tender kiss on the pre spewing glans of his canine cock. Her tongue slipping out to lick at the salty, pearly liquid welling from his upright shaft, letting the silky precum coat her tongue before she swallows it, then goes back for more.

Sam eagerly humps against her soft wet tongue, straining his body to get more stimulation onto his hard cock as he licks the last few drips of briny piss from her silky cunt. His body controlled by lust, mind lost somewhere in the depravity.

Mia sits up, reluctantly pulling away from his bouncing dick, her fingers dipping into her sex as his tongue shifts back to her flatulent asshole. Biting her lip as she feels the soft, dense muscle press into her taught sphincter. One hand flicking her hard rubbery clit, as her other squeezes a hefty breast pinching her pert nipple betwixt long fingers. Suddenly her eyes shoot open as she feels a sharp pain in her gut.

``Ooof... Um... shit.. urgh.'' She grimaces, ``no, no no no.''

*PFFFTTT* *SsssssssssssssssssuuuuuuppppttttttT*

Slimy intestinal grease slipping down his tongue as she suddenly sharts into his attending mouth. Sending the dogboy gagging, as the clinging anal mucus coats his tongue and taste-buds.

``Sorry... shit. Fuckin.''

*Braaapt* *Ssssssssssspppppptttttttt*

``Gas station''

*FFFFSssssssssPPPPPPTTTTTTTtttttt* *Sppppplllloooooorrrrrccchhhh*

``Sushi... Fuck... UGH... That stinks, I'm so... so sorry... I didn't.''

*Ssssssssppppppppuuuuuuuttttttttt*

``Didn't mean''

*frraaaaaapppppPPPPPPTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSPPPPPPP*

``I think... Urgh, nope.''

*SSSSSsSSsssppPPPPPPLLLLLLUUUUUUPPPPPP*

``Ugggg...'' The skunk girl wiping cold sweat from her forehead as her stomach seemingly calms down, panting as she strains to keep her tender sore starfish from expelling more of the spicy gas and shart into the hapless mutts maw. ``Ugh... is it? Is it done?''

*PFFFFFFRAAAAAPPPPPPPTTT* *Sput*

Trash Punch

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