Walking over to the fridge, you find nothing that peaks your interests. You walk over to the pantry and find more of the same stuff. You’ll have to do some shopping, but you had to eat now, so you grab a shirt, some shorts, your wallet, and keys and head out of your place on to the nearest fast-food joint. Walking down the street, you notice a few people staring at you, you wave at them and they turn their heads to avoid you. You just shrug and keep moving, feeling the air on your fur. Before walking into the restaurant, you bend over and push out an absolutely putrid skunk cloud that engulfed the unlucky crowd behind you, causing some to cough, faint, or vomit. You were sure that you left a little skunk juice in the seat of your pants after that fart, but you walk in anyway.
You wave your tail back and forth to lazily spread your smell around the restaurants, some people clearing the area to get away from you. You walk up to the register to see the cashier is doing her best to not smell you or leave her position. In the most nasally way possible, she manages to enunciate, “Can I help you, sir?” You can tell she’s obviously running out of breath, so you make things quick and give her your order, paying for it in cash and telling her to keep the change. You turn and point your butt in a direction full of people and they immediately run away, not wanting to be on the business end of your funky tail. Sitting in a chair, you wait for you food to come as you peek at the reactions of those around you, giving you evil eyes and talking about you. Once again, you just shrug and let it happen, more concerned about food than the opinion of others around you. Three people bring you trays of food, each holding two piled high full of burgers, boxes, sandwiches, fries, and drinks. You lick your lips as you prepare to devour your feast when you notice the girl you ordered from is staring at you. She’s holding her nose with her fingers, but she’s more curious than disgusted. You make sure to moan loud enough for her to hear, your body helping you actually feel pleasure stuffing yourself as you feel the food you stuff yourself with immediately turning to fat, making you bloat. You start to get hard while you stuff your face, taking breaks to let out a few burps as the restaurant clears to just a few people who didn’t mind the smell or were far enough away for it not to bother them as bad. Suddenly, you notice the girl walk towards you.