You are entranced by Jack's powerful smell. Ignoring how weird it must make you look, you push your face up against his armpit, inhaling deeply.
Jack's sticky, slimy sweat slides all over your face and mouth. You lick the damp hairs, the salty taste filling your mouth and nose with his overpowering, disgusting beast-like stench.
Suddenly, you are pushed forward.
'What the hell, man?'
Jack is growling at you, an angry look on his face.
'You like the way I smell, queer? Have some of this, then.'
Jack grabs you and twists you around, putting you in a headlock. Your face is stuck in his armpit, his pit hairs tickling your nose. You try to breathe, but with every breath you only get his rank, sweaty body odor. You start to feel light-headed as you struggle against him.
You manage to pull free, but before you can draw breath, Jack is on top of you. He pushes you to the floor and sticks his dirty foot in your face. You start inhaling with his toes around your nose, desperate for air but only getting a damp, hot footstink. It is getting hard to think, and the world is spinning.
You distantly hear an unzipping noise. Jack grabs your head and pushes you forward, into a hairy, hot, sticky crevice. You realize your face is up against his ass; his hairy butt is tingling your cheeks.
Your nose is up in his butt-hole, the ass sweat dripping onto you and going up your nose and mouth. The smell of sweat and dirt is too much; you feel your limbs go numb and fall weak.
Jack finally lets you go and you fall to the floor. You can't move; your body isn't responding. You feel yourself sweating more than you have ever done before, your skin actually soaking with sweat, dripping with it. You try to breath, but you can't. Somehow, you can still smell Jack's B.O. as if you were breathing, though.
Jack grabs your arm, and begins rubbing it against his armpit. Slowly, your skin dissolves, soaking into the hairy jungle of pit hair. He does the same with the other, leaving you armless. He starts rubbing his feet against yours, and your legs slowly shrink and melt away, clinging to his skin as liquid. You can do nothing but watch as your body dissolves.
He turns around, and sits on your chest. You feel yourself shrinking, your torso melting and soaking away. You want to scream, to protest, but you can do nothing. Finally, Jack picks up what is left of you; just a head.
He pushes you down, into his crotch. The smell here is the strongest of all his body, and you close your eyes, relaxing. As his overwhelming, manly crotch-stink enters you, you find you aren't scared or shocked. You feel your face melting away, dripping around Jack's cock and balls, soaking into his pubic hair.
You open your eyes, and find you can feel Jack's body all around you; inside you. You can see through his eyes and feel what he feels, but you also know that you are just a liquid, slowly oozing from his skin and around him. As Jack puts his clothes back on, and you start to soak into the cotton, you resign yourself to a fate as Jack's sweat.