Boryn Stone

Barn Home

Added 2023-08-23 23:36:20 +0000 UTC

Ever since your roommate got the bull chain around his neck, he'd been acting differently. He had grown obsessed with becoming as animalistic as possible, quickly letting his beard and body hair grow out. He spent almost all his time in the gym now to build muscle, even getting a nose ring to look the part.

The worst part was the smell, your place beginning to remind you of a barn. He had completely stopped using soap, barely spending any time in the shower to just wash himself with water. You thought you might have been able to stand it until he started avoiding doing laundry, his stench lingering on him and his clothes. Even worse he had stopped flushing entirely, leaving you to deal with it whenever you walked in. Even when it clogged. You weren't sure if you should be relieved or worried when you didn't see any toilet paper used.

You had never been confrontational but you had had enough. You finally worked up the courage to tell him when he came home. He seemed to already know what it was going to be about when he saw you standing in the living room, but he was ready. You didn't think anything of it when he removed his shirt as usual, but you were taken by surprise when he pressed it into your face.

Your mind was instantly filled with his rank smell. It almost felt like a solid heavy object in your mind, your thoughts halting hit by the rank stench driven into your head. All your senses started failing, forcing your body to drop to the floor. You didn't know how long you were out, opening your eyes to find yourself staring up at his briefs peeking from his undone jeans.

"You better learn to love my smell" He said, wrapping his hand around the back of your head and pressing it to his groin.

Your brain blinked out of existence the moment his unfiltered stench passed through your nose, obliterating any capability of rational thought.

You could never recover after that. Your body became addicted to filling itself with as much of his stench as it could, hoping to recreate the moment it was experiencing now. Soon enough you adopted his habits, just another dumb bull added to the barn.