Skunkgirl Wrestling

You walk into a large, empty auditorium, with a large, well-lit wrestling ring in the middle. You have a match here tomorrow, but you are rather surprised to find your opponent for the match, Aroma, already in the ring, practicing. You were told this was where she would be by your manager Randy, but you didn’t think you’d find her actually practicing for a match against you. After all, you’re a contracted jobber, a wrestler who’s only goal is to get the crap beat out of you and make your opponent look as good as possible.

You approach the ring, realizing just how massive your opponent truly is. She must be at least 10 feet tall, and looks like she weighs half a ton! Then there’s the other odd detail about her: she’s a skunk girl. Black and white fur covers her whole body, and she has a large, fluffy tail right above her ample butt. You were told some details of her prior, but it’s totally different seeing her up close and personal. You’ve fought your fair share of animal girls, they are quite common in World Wide Wrestling, but she’s on the bigger side even for them.

Before you can speak, Aroma turns to look at you, seemingly confused.

“Oh, hey there little guy, what are you doing here? You a lost fan or something? ‘Cause I’m not doing any autographs right now.” Her brow furrows a bit. “Or wait…. Are you one of the jobbers?”

“Oh, yeah, I just got hired here about a year ago, I’m a jobber. My name is Drew. I was told that you’re going to be my next match, Ms. Aroma. I just wanted to meet up with you beforehand. It’s nice to meet you!” You say with a smile, bowing to the massive skunkgirl in front of you. You figure the nicer you are to her, the less punishment you’ll be on the receiving end of.

Aroma's eyes widen with delight at your introduction, her pearly whites gleaming as she grins from ear to ear. "Well well well, look what the cat dragged in! A fresh meat jobber, huh? Ain't you just the cutest lil' thing!" She coos, sauntering over to you with a sway in her hips that sets her entire body jiggling. The closer she gets, the stronger the musky odor emanating from her grows. "Well, as you know, I'm Aroma, sugar. And trust me, darlin', meeting me is always a treat." She winks salaciously before leaning down, bringing her face close to yours. Her hot breath washes over you as she speaks. "So tell me, sweet cheeks... you ready to get acquainted with my world-class ass?"