A gift story for my friend eddiebull! Some facesitting, musk marking, and oral vore with Neil~ The deer has quite a powerful musk, and sometimes he uses it to find lunch!

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~4900 words. Story below in case .txt doesn't work
Marked adult because butts

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“Follow Your Nose”
by mZmm

“Getting some nice breaths down there?”

Eddie's mind was clouded and foggy. Darkness surrounded him, and a strong, earthy scent permeated his every cell. There was a heavy, soft weight pinned against his face, but that's really the only thing he felt; he couldn't move his arms or legs at all. It felt like he was laying on some sort of bed, but he wasn't sure. A deep voice rumbled from above him, and in the darkness of this environment, it felt like it was all around him, all-encompassing. The cow had no idea how he ended up here…

He tried to open his eyes. Darkness. He closed them, and opened them again, and there was still darkness. As much as he tried to move, he could barely do anything outside of wiggle his hooves. He tried hard to remember the events that had led up to him being in this situation, but everything was coming up empty…

“Looks like someone's awake,” the voice rang out again, a hint of sassiness and lust lying in it. Eddie felt that soft weight smush into his face, grinding up and down his chin a little bit, before slowly rising off.

Light began to creep into Eddie's field of view, allowing him to see what was smothering him for who knows how long…it was gray. It was round. And it had a fuzzy tail resting on top of it...it was a deer ass! And there was quite a powerful scent emanating from it, probably due to the furry balls dangling below it. Eddie instinctively let out a cough as he felt the pressure lift from his face and chest, now realizing that the scent that he had almost become nose blind to in his...trance, as it were, was the deer’s powerful musk. And once he saw that gray, spotted rear hovering above him, things started to slowly feed back into his memory again.

It was not too long ago, or at least that's what it felt like. The cow had visited the library, looking to check out a few books. While he was browsing the shelves, he had bumped into a deer on accident, and after profusely apologizing the two ended up having bit of a conversation about the books they were currently finishing. Apparently he must have hit it off with this deer...his name was Neil, right?...because at some point he ended up back at his place, hanging out with him, shooting the shit...it seemed like a quick friendship was developing. He couldn't remember how or why, but he ended up electing to stay the night at his new friend’s place...and that was the last thing he remembered. Now his new friend’s bare ass was hovering inches from his face, Neil's cute little tail wiggling as he started to speak again.

“I hope you're enjoying the quality time you're getting with my rear. Take a deep breath…” Neil teased as he started to lower his backside back down onto Eddie.

“W-wait!” The cow managed to say, his mind still somewhat addled by a combination of drowsiness and the powerful musk he had no doubt been breathing in for some time now. But, before he could move out of the way or even just asked why the deer was doing this, his face was pressed back into the bed, the deer’s soft, round, pillowy cushions fitting Eddie's snout perfectly between them, aligning the cow’s nose right with the center of that musk…

Neil sighed and relaxed as he pressed his ass back down on Eddie's face. The cow was an excellent seat -- soft, and somewhat willing...or musk drunk, it didn't really matter which. The deer let out a soft bleat as he started to grind again, his pucker scraping up against Eddie's nose, his dangling sack rubbing along the cow’s chin and marking him with his scent. Deer were infamous for their powerful musk, and Neil was no exception; the earthy scent was almost impossible to get out of fur, and stuck around for weeks at a time, which Neil greatly enjoyed! It let absolutely everyone around whomever he grinded his bits on know that they had been dominated by a deer, and for quite a long time, at that!

The deer thought about maybe blowing a load or two while his musk really soaked into Eddie's fur, but he was actually pretty tired. It had been a long day for him, and he hadn't exactly intended it. The two meeting up really was coincidence, and he certainly didn't expect to be sitting on his new friends face right now. After the 2 went back to his house, They mostly talked about random things, until Eddie end up falling asleep. Then Neil got an idea...and here he was! He had definitely caught Eddie staring at his ample rear before, and not without a good reason to do so, Neil wearing a bit more tight clothing than usual that day. He figured he would give the cow a little bit of a surprise...and maybe, he would get something out of it later~

For now though, the deer was content to use Eddie as a seat, grinding occasionally to work his powerful scent into the cow. He felt him wiggle underneath occasionally, but given the deer's considerable weight, Eddie was not getting out from underneath Neil until the deer let him go...not like Eddie really wanted to leave. That powerful scent was intoxicating, stimulating, every breath made Eddie's mind more open to the idea of being a deer seat, made him want to find the source of this lovely scent even more...especially as Neil continued to grind. All that soft weight atop Eddie was starting to really fluster him, and he could especially feel that pucker right up against his snout, occasionally clenching and undulating. That wonderful scent was trickling right out of this hole...it smelled great, the cow wondered how it would taste…

Neil's whole body shivered as he felt the cow’s rough tongue graze along his ass. “Oh, looks like someone's more into it then they're letting on~,” he teased, grinding down on that tongue a little bit, feeling the rough friction between their flesh.

It felt wonderful, simply wonderful, especially as Eddie started working it a bit more, eating out the deer. His rough herbivore tongue was fantastic for eating ass, and Neil was definitely going to take advantage of it, pressing down on the cow, inviting his tongue to go deeper...which it did, slipping past that pucker and burying deep, Eddie's snout pressed right up against the source, getting all of that powerful deer musk straight into his nostrils. It was starting to cloud his mind, his own arousal throbbing between his legs at this point, he just wanted to breathe in as much of that musk as possible…

“Mmm, you're doing a wonderful job,” Neil teased. Even though he didn't want to full on blow a load, he found it difficult to not play with himself as Eddie slurped away, the cow's tongue working intently over that pucker, coating it in drool. His mind was addled by musk at this point, each breath making him want to bury himself deeper. At the same time though, his energy was being drained a little bit, the air supply underneath Neil’s thick ass getting smaller and smaller. The cow didn't really notice that he was being smothered though, all he wanted to do was get at that musk, and if he had enough energy, he would have shoved himself right up into Neil's ass entirely...

Neil felt the slurping on his rump start to lose tempo eventually, though. At first his mind didn't really notice it, but when he felt all the movement beneath him stop, he got a bit puzzled. “Doing okay down there?” He said as he lifted his rear up, turning around to look at the cow he had been riding for the past hour or so.

Eddie was completely passed out! The deer laughed and whistled as he saw the cow completely conked out on his bed. He was only unconscious though, and during this time Neil decided to slip out, giving the cow a smooch on the snout and leaving him a souvenir in the form of his underwear, right on top of that snout...he would be able to find Eddie later, anyway~

Eddie hadn't even realized that he passed out. The line between consciousness and dream was completely obfuscated, especially because all throughout the night he had been dreaming about that deer rump planted right on his face, about eating that deer out entirely, maybe even burrowing himself right up his ass...it was a powerful, horny series of dreams, to be sure. In fact, the line between actuality and dream was so blurred that Eddie thought the entire experience with Neil was a dream when he woke up the next morning, and he would have considered that to be true if the deer didn't leave his underwear right on top of the cow.

As soon as Eddie realized that there was something on top of his snout, he took a deep breath in. The same familiar, powerful musk that had assailed his nostrils earlier. “So it wasn't all a dream…” the cow said, as he took the underwear off of his nose, giving them another sniff before tossing them onto his bed. His mind was still a bit out of whack, but thankfully, this was the weekend, and Eddie didn't have to go to work or anything. Most of this morning was just spent processing what had happened, assuring himself that it had actually happened, and thinking about how he would find this deer again. It was a bit strange that he just left without leaving his phone number or anything, especially because the two had hit it off so well…

Eddie was almost nose blind to the lingering musky scent that Neil had rubbed into his fur. That is why, even after he took a shower, he didn't realize that that smell still lingered on him, and would for several weeks, no matter how hard he tried to wash it off; the heavy, earthy odor was quite stubborn! Still, the cow tried to go about his daily routine as best he could, going out to the grocery store to do his shopping for the week. As Eddie went about the town, he noticed a few odd looks being thrown his way by people. At this point, he didn't realize that he still had such a heavy odor, and was beginning to feel a bit self-conscious about the whole thing...but he didn't really know why people were doing it, so he brushed It off, or at least tried to…

Neil stretched his legs out as he awoke the next morning as well, a smile the gracing his face. This was his favorite part of the whole experience, tracking the person down again. Almost as if on cue, as soon as he thought about the cow he had met up with last night, he felt his stomach rumble. “Calm down, calm down, you'll get lunch soon…” He teased, rubbing and poking at his gut as it burbled.

Neil's musk was quite powerful, and its staying power did more than just let everyone around his partners know that they had been a deer seat; it allowed him to find them later. All he needed was one hint of his scent, and he would be able to track them down in no time. Most of the time, he just used it to scare people, and as a convenient way to find people he hooked up with without giving them his number. But, sometimes, he used it to get a free lunch or two...and Eddie was on the menu today. He didn't know it yet though…

Eddie went about his errands as normal for the day, minus the few people who looked at him funny. He got back to his apartment and filled his fridge before remembering that he had agreed to meet a friend for lunch! He checked his phone to find that he only had 15 minutes to make it to the restaurant. Scrambling, he flung himself out the door and flagged down a cab to make sure he would make it to the restaurant on time. He sent a text to his friend as well, letting him know that he might be a little late. To his enjoyment, he ended up making it right on time, meeting the otter outside of the restaurant and giving him a big hug.

“How's it been, man? Looks like I did get here on time,” the cow said as the two of them walked into the restaurant, being shown to their seats.

“Oh, it's been alright, I guess. I met a cute boy at work a couple weeks ago, we've been dating a little bit…” the otter replied as he sat down.

He couldn't help but notice the scent still emanating off of the cow, but he didn't want to talk about it in front of the waiter, and he didn't want to bring it up immediately. So the two of them went about their lunch, chatting and laughing and catching up. But, eventually, the otter had to bring it up. He did it casually though, sliding the question right at the end of one of the sentences.

“So who grinded on you last night?”

Eddie's cheeks reddened a bit as he heard his friend say that. His mouth opened, but for a few seconds he couldn't say anything. Then, a long “Uuuuuuuhhhhhhhh……” came out before he continued, “how did you know?”

“Dude, you smell like musk. Like…” He sniffed a bit too intimately… “deer musk.”

“Oh shit, really? I thought I had washed it all out. Damn it, that's probably why people were giving me those weird looks...Yeah, it was a guy I bumped into at the library. Still don't really know how I ended up under his ass, but you know, these things happen. Come to think of it, he didn't really leave me his phone number…”

“Yeah, some guys are just like that. You'll meet up with them somewhere, hit it off real nicely, go out to eat, do some kinky shit, and then never talk again. The keepers are the ones that want to talk about life stuff after they eat you out…”

Unbeknownst to the two of them, Neil did intend to hit up Eddie again. Although, it was more his belly rather than him that wanted to have a conversation with the cow...

Neil locked his door behind him as he stepped out into the afternoon sun. He had dressed for the occasion, wearing some light fitting clothing that would stretch if it needed to. “All right, let's go find lunch…” he said, before taking a very deep breath. He had been doing this whole song and dance for quite a bit now, and his nose was trained to identify even the slightest hint of his scent. He took a few more breaths, before opening his eyes again and smiling.

“Smells like he's still pretty close…” The deer said as he stepped off his front porch, making his way into town. He continued to take breaths every now and then to confirm to himself that the scent was getting stronger; he had to rub and poke at his gut a bit, as it growled loudly every time he recognized that that the smell was getting stronger, his belly rumbling with anticipation.
“Hush down there, if you don't calm down I'll just starve myself…” the deer whispered, totally not believing himself at all. He loved to eat, especially the big, squirming meals that he found himself looking for often...! If he couldn't find the cow, he would probably just snack on some random passerby on the way home…

Luckily for the deer, Eddie had indeed not strayed very far. The cafe he and his friend were at was pretty close to the deer’s house, Neil living right off of one of the main roads of the town. So it was pretty easy for him to find lunch, taking in one more deep breath as he stood next to the cafe before affirming that he was in the right spot...he pushed open the door to the cafe and looked around, trying to see if he was in the right place. He saw a lot of various animals, but none were the meal he was looking for...gosh, if that lion would just move his head out of the way...there! The cow was sitting down in the corner of the restaurant, thankfully facing away from the door. Neil didn't expect for him to have company, though...he figured he should at least get a drink while he waited for the two to finish up, so he got a seat at the bar, ordering a glass of orange juice that he lazily sipped on as he tried to keep track of the cow.

“Damn! I'm stuffed. This was definitely a good recommendation, Eddie,” The otter said as he patted at his gut.

“Yeah, I always like coming to this place...Good food, and pretty cheap as well,” the cow responded as he slid his card into the bill holder, digging in his wallet for a tip. “Well, it was nice seeing you, dude!” He continues, the two of them getting up and embracing again as they walked out of the door.

“Yeah, just hit me up if you want to hang out sometime! Oh...And you should probably try it tomato soup for that musk thing you've got going on…” The otter teased, patting Eddie on the shoulder as they went their separate ways.

Neil hadn't expected his lunch to leave so early. Trying to look as nonchalant as possible, he quickly paid for his drink, hoping to give Eddie a little bit of a head start so it didn't look so obvious. As soon as he got his change he scrambled out of the bar seat, taking another deep breath before walking outside. He'd seen Eddie take a right turn as he walked out, and sure enough, he could see the cow still...he was kind of far away, but not far enough away that Neil couldn’t keep an eye on them. So he started walking, increasing his pace so that he would catch up with the cow...before Eddie turned and walked into a shop! Neil picked up his pace more as he saw Eddie disappear, wanting to make sure that he didn't lose track of the cow.

Eventually, he stepped into the store, trying to keep a low profile in case he bumped into Eddie. He sniffed the air, but most of his musk was obfuscated by the smell of fresh clothing and other shopping items. His stomach groaned loudly again, Neil slapping it dismissively as he looked through the halls of the store. But, there was no lunch to be found...until he passed by the restroom. He took a breath, and found that his musk was imitating quite strongly from the men's room. He licked his lips as soon as he got a nice whiff of his scent; it was lunch time for the deer, and what luck that it was in a room where nobody else would see…!

Eddie whistled casually as he finished his business at a urinal. He loved his tea, but man, did it go through his system quickly! He flushed the device and turned around, eyes closed as he fiddled with his a zipper and walked to where he had seen the sinks were earlier. Much to his surprise though, he bumped into something almost immediately. Something warm and fuzzy...and noisy. He opened his eyes, his eyesight mostly dominated by a dark gray color, and his sense of smell once again dominated by that musky scent he had gotten so familiar with last night...why was it so familiar...?

For a moment, the cow looked up and saw a face he thought he recognized. But that face quickly opened up, revealing a crimson expanse, glistening hungrily, smelling distinctly of something along the lines of rotten salad. Before he could really judge what was going on though, he felt two arms grab at his sides, and shove him into that expense!

Neil could feel his stomach groan in wanting as soon as the cow touched his tongue. He was so hungry, and Eddie tasted as wonderfully as the deer dreamed he would...it was scrumptious! The deer fit his lips firmly around the cow's neck, taking his time to taste his lunch, Neil's rough tongue working over Eddie's head, appreciating every facet of the cow’s taste. Hamburger was an overused comparison, but there was almost a sweet taste to the cow, one that Neil quite enjoyed...! As much as he loved Eddie's taste though, he couldn't sit here suckling on the cow's head all day. So eventually, he guided Eddie to the back of his mouth, the deer tipping his head back slightly so that gravity could help him out in funneling the cow down his throat.

Eddie was still a bit dazed by the whole situation, and how fast Neil was pushing it along. It took about a minute of allowed slurping and licking from the deer for Eddie to realize where he was, accompanied by some light, teasing chomping of the deer’s flat teeth. Then he realized why he recognized the gray blur that had greeted him in this room. It was that deer he met! “Neil! W-what are you doing!?” Eddie yelled, his voice mostly muffled by the fleshy chamber he was currently being pressed into. Meanwhile, Neil managed to wobble his way over to the door while he was slurping down the cow, locking the bathroom door so that nobody could interrupt his meal time.

Speaking of mealtime, it was about time for him to send the cow into his new home! Neil savored the first gulp, feeling Eddie bulge out his throat wonderfully, the rippling muscular contractions doing a fantastic job of tugging the cow down to the awaiting, impatient deer belly. Once his throat got a hold of his meal, Neil could take things a bit slower, plopping down on his rear on the bathroom floor and leaning up against a bathroom stall as he gulped and took down more of Eddie, the tip of Neil's tongue rubbing and grazing along that soft underbelly, getting all of the cow’s taste that he possibly could. Another swallow pulled more of Eddie down, only his legs sticking out of Neil's mouth now, his gut starting to bulge out slightly with his enormous, wriggling lunch. The deer took one hand off of Eddie to rub at his gut, feeling it burble happily as it was finally fed…

The deer's throat squeezed Eddie tightly as he was dumped out in to Neil's stomach, the cow pressing out against the stomach walls as soon as his hands were free from that tight throat. Before he could get a grip and start struggling however, he felt something rough grazing up against one of his most sensitive bits...his udder! it was tough for Eddie to find shirts that didn't show it off, but he was wearing one that kind of worked today, but it seems like the deer had still found it...he couldn't help but wiggle and squirm in frustrated pleasure as that rough appendage worked over the udder, licking and teasing at the teats a little bit, Neil patting his gut happily as he felt Eddie squirming around inside in response. With his butt firmly against the floor, Neil noisily and proudly slurped up the last of Eddie's legs, the cow's hooves disappearing past his lips. The deer smiled as wide as he could before tipping his head back and gulping one last time, tracing the wiggling lump in his throat as it slowly descended past his collarbone, his gut steadily rounding out as his meal arrived in its new home…

“AAaaahhhhh…..worth the wait, for sure…” Neil sighed happily as he felt the last of Eddie sink into his stomach, leaning his head up against the bathroom stall and letting his tongue hang out of his mouth. His hands ran all over his soft, round belly, appreciating the fullness that Eddie gave him, pressing in to his tummy and giving it a good rub. It felt so soft and wonderful...this was the best part, just groping and rubbing at that belly as his meal squirmed and wiggled around inside…

The stench of rotten salad that tinged Neil's breath was only more powerful in his rank gut. At least he wasn't constantly smelling the deer’s musk anymore...although Eddie probably wished he wasn't smelling anything right now. The air felt so solid in here, every breath was like trying to breathe in rancid cotton candy...the stomach walls pressed and rubbed up against Eddie constantly, and it didn't help that Neil’s belly rubs were pressing in on him as well, the environment around him all working to massage him down into nothing but fat...

He weakly pounded a fist against the belly walls containing him. With all the layers of fat on the deer’s gut, it wouldn't make much of an imprint, but the deer could feel the dull thuds inside.
“Neil...let me out!” Eddie groaned, lifting his hand up from the pool of stomach muck in a mixture of morbid curiosity and disgust. To his surprise, the acids didn't really hurt, but they certainly made him tingle, a dull sensation spreading throughout his body as the stomach continued to work over him.

The deer only responded with a rude, loud belch. “UUURRRRRRAAAAAAAaaaaaa- AAAAaaaaaoooorrrrrrRRRRRRrrrrrp…..huh? You want out? But you’re lunch…” He chuckled afterwards, rubbing at his belly some more as he felt it tighten around his meal due to the air he just expelled. The cow squirmed a little in response, but it was clear that the environment was already starting to take a toll on him at this point.

He'd been stuck in that stomach for about a half hour at this point, the tingling in his body slowly starting to accumulate, the stomach gradually getting tighter and more aggressive as time went on. While Eddie was busy working out a compromise with the stomach he had to call home now, Neil was lazily leaning up against the stall, giving quite the attention to his fluffy belly. Eddie was a big meal, and there was no way he would be able to hide it until he was at least a little melted down. Almost as if on cue, another burp blew past Neil's lips, accompanied with a loud and sharp gurgle from his midsection.

“Oh, looks like it's about to get a lot softer in there…” He teased, before patting his gut a few times and starting to get up on his hooves a little bit. Eddie was still wiggling and sloshing around in there, but he figured he would be able to get home to enjoy his digestion under the cover of night...

A few passers-by were somewhat put off by the deer’s belches as he walked back home, but most of them understood that if they interfered they would probably join whatever or whomever was in his stomach. So the trip home was relatively uneventful, Neil slipping his hands under the hoodie he was wearing to try and hide his gut in order to give it a few rubs every now and then. He squished his fingers into the side occasionally, feeling it start to become softer and softer as Eddie started turning into a thick soup in the deer's gut. The cow was still conscious, the tingling replaced by as sensation he would almost describe as pleasure as more of him started to melt down. It felt...nice to be in here. It was like a big, sloshing jacuzzi...being lunch would be so bad after all, would it? And to add to the rump of such a delightful deer...It wasn't so bad, honestly. And so, instead of kicking and fighting to the very end, eventually Eddie settled into his new home, as more and more of him churned up. Eventually he faded from consciousness, content with his future as deer fat…

Neil bumped his gut against his house door when he got there, affirming that Eddie was mostly soup at this point. He let out one more belch in triumph, letting it echo through the neighborhood before going inside, stretching out and letting out a huge yawn as he locked the door behind him. Big meals always made him feel so lazy...in accordance with that, the deer went straight to bed, after making himself a cup of tea to help the cow digest in there. He flopped belly first onto his bed, feeling the new squish of his gut delightfully pad his landing before he rolled over.
“Mmmfff...such a good lunch...following my nose always works out so well….” The deer said, playing with his belly a bit more before he slipped off into a deep slumber, dreaming about where exactly his cow friend would end up on his figure...

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