Marina’s gut started grumbling again, and her being a skunk now, she decided not to hold anything back. “No use holding back what’s coming now,” she said as she gets in a comfortable position and spreads her ass. She takes a deep breath and releases a 12 second raunchy blast. *FFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT* Her whole apartment was covered in her stank and her brain reveled in it. She began idly scratching her armpits and ass while walking to the fridge and looking for food. Figuring she might need some more she grabbed her phone and ordered 12 pizzas, 15 burgers and fries, a gallon bucket of nachos, and all sorts of greasy, fried foods with 20 2-liter bottled sodas. At each delivery place she left a note that said, “For your safety, please leave at the door and ring the doorbell. Thank you!!!” In the meantime she cleaned out whatever was left from her fridge, feeling her gut expand and rubbing it as she blasted gas into all her furniture. Marina is now a 300 lb nude skunkette with a titanic ass, semi-droopy GGG size tits, and a stank of raw sewage and rotten cheese. She didn’t mind it one bit, in fact, she’s never looked happier. But not nearly as happy as when she heard her doorbell ring. Making sure the delivery people leave, she opens her door and pushes all the food into her apartment, shutting the door before too much of her smell escapes. After she secured her food and checks everything for correctness, she blows a massive 15 second room shaker fart, grabs a box, moves over to the couch and digs in, turning on the TV for some mindless background noise. Just as the food is getting good...