There's no way your gonna wait to see who it is. You pull up your orange sweatpants, grab your cell phone and climb out the window. Thankfully your on the first floor so it's real easy. You rush over to your car and drive off to a spot you won't be found. You wonder what your plans gonna be. You browse the messages on your phone. Someones sent you a invitation to a costume party on Friday. Why not go? You can get some food and try to get some ass. The only problem is that it's only Tuesday and your starving. Thinking for a moment, there's only one place you can think of where you'll survive a couple days. You don't have the survival skills to make it in the forest and a six foot latex skunk man can't just walk around town, you'll get spotted. The best place you can think of is the local dump. There'll be plenty of food that people toss out and you probably won't get spotted. It'll trigger your new fetish but you'll have to but up with it. You drive over to the dump and park around the back, as far away from the entrance as possible. Immediatley, upon leaving your car the scent hits you. All the rotting trash has created an awful odor, that you can't help but enjoy. You hop the fence and make yourself at home. You never get over the stench and find yourself jacking off once every two hours. You have no problem finding food though. Just ripping open a single trash bag usaully gives you plenty. Living in the dump is not the best way to live, but it's better than getting spotted. You stay inside untill Friday. You hop the fence, get in your car and psyche yourself up for your amazing night at the party.