Imagine it.

You& #39;re an adorable rat, sitting and enjoying yourself at the park. It& #39;s a bit of a warm day but you& #39;re not complaining all that much. Just enjoying the sun, the cool breeze and giving yourself a moment to just relax and decompress.

When all of a sudden...
There& #39;s a series of thuds. They aren& #39;t booming or earth shaking but you can certainly feel those vibrations hitting the ground.

You look up and wonder what on earth it could be. A truck going by? Maybe some construction work. Only to have your gaze sudden redirected.
They& #39;re massive. A big, pink, sweat drenched poodle that seemed to be coming in from a run. Having stopped right in front of your bench with their back facing you as they pant away.

You& #39;re not sure how long they& #39;ve been at it but judging by the deep, dark splotches of sweat...
They& #39;ve been hard at work.

You can& #39;t really avert your gaze. There& #39;s just...so much of them. Yes they& #39;ve got a couple feet on you but just how curvaceous could one person be?

No, it isn& #39;t right to stare. So you try to look away, onle for them to bend over right in your face!
And it& #39;s not a gentle lean or anything of the short. Fully throwing their upper body over, arching their back with that absolutely massive behind just inches from your adorable little muzzle.

You squeak, it& #39;s silent, just barely above a whisper. Your cheeks burning pink~
It& #39;s more obvious then ever now. They were soaked from head to toe. The deep crevasse that ran down between those massive mounds was able to clue you in pretty quick.

But more than anything? It was the scent wafting over you.

The breeze had picked up, rolling over the poodle.
You wouldn& #39;t have breathed any of it in had you& #39;d known that was going to happen. But with your heart racing you had no choice!

It was sharp and tangy because of the sweat, hints of earthiness mixed into that raw, point blank sampling of musk.

But there& #39;s something else.
You don& #39;t want to take another sniff...well maybe just one more? Just because you& #39;re curious...that& #39;s all.

You lean in, your muzzle just hovering above that hot, humid, sweltering cavern and you breath in. Gentle at first, a little harder...oh my you& #39;re filling up your lungs?!
You can& #39;t explain it. Your brain feels fuzzy. Your tail, your toes, your fingers; all curling as that warm lingering scent slips into the back of your mind and sticks there. Laying on heavier and heavier with every breath.

It& #39;s sweet? No savory...no it& #39;s...just so gooood~https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="♥" title="Herz" aria-label="Emoji: Herz">
You& #39;re barely thinking anymore. Just trying to finish off that last deep huff so you can make another one...but maybe you should have been paying attention.

Your eyes just barely caught on at the last second. The poodle was on the move but they weren& #39;t going anywhere.
Away from you that is.

Before you could even let out a squeak they& #39;ve reclined back and dropped down upon you. Filling up the entire park bench when their absolutely rotund bottom and smothering you in the process.

You& #39;re not the smallest rat around. Surely they& #39;ll notice?
Notice they& #39;ve got you pinned under more ass than you thought any one person could ever have?

But the opposite seems true. They& #39;re getting comfortable. Grinding back against you. Tucking your head underneath their tail and smothering your muzzle directly into that sweaty crack~
You should make yourself know!

Quickly you get your hands up. Ready to tap, squeeze and pinch the gorgeous pink canine to let them know you& #39;re there and to get of you-

And you& #39;re groping them. You& #39;re taking big, gentle handfuls and just kneading away at their doughy behind.
Every breath you& #39;ve taken had been filtered through their heavenly aroma. The idea of them getting off of you sort of...melting away. You don& #39;t mind getting drench in their sweat...it& #39;s actually kind of nice.

But that was far from the worst of your problems it seemed.
You notice it. Just barely but it& #39;s there.

Their tail& #39;s flagged. Out of the top of your vision you can seem them looking around. Did they notice you? No it seems like they& #39;re checking for other people.

They shrug, the coast must have been clear. But why?
You get your answer. Oh lord did you get it.

Right where your muzzle it wedged you could feel something press against it. Soft, squishy...a gentle squelch as it sort of...puckered?

Oh no...they wouldn& #39;t! Not while you& #39;re down there! Not while they& #39;re at the park?!
They would. They are...and they did.

You never thought it& #39;d ever happen to you. But before you could so much as flinch. There was a deep, rumbling. A gust of dense, humid air getting thrown back at you. Rolling through your hair, your fur, even giving the trees a little jostle
There was no mistaking it. They just farted.

They just let out a steaming hot, gurgling, sweat soaked fart right in your face and you definitely caught the worst of it! You were ready to tear up, ready to retch with discomfort...but as the scent finally began to sink in...
You brain just...started to melt. Oozing almost. It was so strong, there was a pungency too it but it& #39;s so rich and deep with the pheromones you& #39;d already come so lovingly accustomed too.

You can& #39;t help it. You huff and deeply. The kind of sharp inhalation they couldn& #39;t ignore.
Your fingers gripped in so tightly, your eyes rolling as you just can& #39;t stop sniffing away. Reveling in it, almost wordlessly begging for another.

They seemed to hear your little wish through all that flesh you were smothered under. Because they arched their back...
Pinned you firmly against the back of the bench and made sure you couldn& #39;t escape them even if the thought crossed your mind.

All hell broke loose. It was like the first one didn& #39;t even count, was a mistake compared to this tropical depression they conjured up on a whim.
Were it not for the bench you thought you might have actually gotten blown away. Drenched under the downpour of that heavy pheromone rich blast. It was wet, saturated with the poodles sweat.

You should have been disgusted, repulse but you just hugged in and took it~!
You can& #39;t think straight...their pheromones are so soaked into your every thought that time was a blur. How long were you under there? How many of those heavy blasts did you take point blank? You didn& #39;t know...you didn& #39;t care. You just drifted back into bliss~
"Oh...oh my is someone...?"

You can hear them now. Their voice is so silky smooth, so sweet...maybe it was all the gas you& #39;d sucked down at that point but they sound almost angelic.

"Oh dear did I do that again? I should really look where I& #39;m sitting~"
You can& #39;t tell by their tone if they& #39;re sorry or not, heck it sounds like they knew exactly what they were doing. But seeing that smile on their face, that gorgeous grin...you can& #39;t really be mad at them can you?

"Do forgive me, my pretty little Rattie~."
You just sort of...nod. Anything they say to you at this point just sounds like pure bliss. You& #39;d agree to anything, heck, you wouldn& #39;t mind if they just plopped right back down on you and spent the rest of the day doing as they pleased!

"Oh? Really? You don& #39;t mind?"
Did you just agree to something? Your brain can& #39;t think back past a second with how bogged down in poodle farts it had become.

That doesn& #39;t matter much. Especially with that massive rear coming back to to rest right on top of you. You squeak happily, basking in the warmth again
Sinking right into that plushness as they wiggle and press themselves back into you. You& #39;d have to thank whatever part of your brain spoke for you sometime later.

For now, you& #39;re just gonna sit back and enjoy your day as this poodle& #39;s cushion~

-fin.
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