Ever since you ended up being the only one out of the group she captured that could actually withstand the stinking witch’s tainted endowments and evil magics WITHOUT passing out and/or dying (drinking down her femcum and not going into a coma even had  her surprised) , Cackletta was  quick to enlist your assistance.  Securing you as the only individual designed solely to help assist the fetid smelling emerald enchantress in her ‘hendonistic endeavors’.
i.e.
being her stench-servant from now until the end of time
 
 
 
 
“Rise and shine loverboy~!”
A damp, uncovered quintuple-set of sweaty green toes  being shoved right into your face  quickly rises you from your slumber as they grind  jam themselves against your cheeks, nose, and even past your lips!  Spitting and gasping for air as you jerk your arms and legs all about, Cackletta covers her toothy expression with one palm as she lets out a loud “Heh HEH HEH HEH!!” at sight of their nude ‘pet’ spasm upon the floor.
 Once you ready yourself, you get a good look (and whiff) of your ‘master’ standing before you, only able to usher a gulp at being roughly eyelevel to  her 4-inch thick cuntlips already flexing and winking,  with asshole just as plump and active right behind . Her throbbing, pulsating endowments are quite easy to see thanks to how she’s steadily enlarged herself at the hips over the past few weeks or so, with pucker + pussy now so thick they partly spread her legs apart in the process, and with stance so large she often calls upon you for assistance with doorways.  As is customary , you’re left to lean in and press  your lips to her nub, offering the usual ‘morning clit kiss’ that Cackletta oh so very much adores.  Her puffy bump smells  particularly ripe today as you smootch its surface, sniffing at the hot stink as you pull backwards quite eagerly .  
Your efforts are truly in vain, as she takes note of your reluctance and grasps hold of  the back of your head , firmly SHOVING you right past her nub and into the depths of her spongy, vile cunt :” Ohh no no no, you’re not done yet”
Licking her toothy grin with her long tongue as you get your cheeks stuffed out with but one of her thick cunt lips right away, really matting your face in  layer upon layer of her sticky excretions  as they wink right  up against you, splattering you in the tart, bitter smell of her unwashed cunt as her blubber gets nice and snug against your tongue.  She makes sure you plop  these thick sucklings and smootches upon each pussy lip multiple times, alternating between each one as she squirts like mad from the pleasure.
 
“T-Theere we go, now that’s a proper morning kiss” she chimes,  knowing just the right time to pull you out of her crotch as to not choke you on her fuming crotch, and with a meter-long strand of syrupy-slime still connecting your lips to her snatch as your mind slowly but surely returns upon being exposed to fresh air at last.
As you cough and struggle to catch your breath, she taps a finger against her chin,  pondering and considering all the numerous ways in which to dominate you with her corruption laden stench today , giggling at how you  spit out a pube and shudder at the taste that refuses to leave your lips while regaining your nerve.
 
“Hmm, I think I’ve got something to freshen up that smelly maw of yours actually~”
 
“N-No wait I-“
 
No chance of pleading for mercy is given however, as she snatches you up off the ground, holding you against the wall with apparent ease (despite her sickly , lankylooking appearance making one think otherwise). Sniggering , she leans in and whispers “Ah ah ah, trust me on this one , okay?” …blowing you but one kiss before leaving mercilessly ramming your face straight towards her leftmost  armpit. That stinking , unwashed aroma is a scent like no other, no doubt brought on by her having actually gone out of her way to let it stew and marinate in its own juices to the point that just getting a droplet of her oozing sweat down your nostril has you nearly desiring  death. The odor permeates your nostrils and mouth with its rank flavor , flooding your tastebuds with the raw encapsulating scent and refusing to let up thanks to how  Cackletta holds you firmly in place. She’s as nonchalant as ever about it too, humming to herself and even WIPING YOUR FACE against her undesirable frame like one would use a bar of soap in the shower. This renders you  soaking up a large batch of her fetid juices and scents , the spicy, bitter aroma so thoroughly ingrained into your maw that you even wonder if it’ll ever truly leave your mind afterwards.
Just as you think it’s over with, as she holds you aloft and pulls you out from her damp underarm…she chortles at the look of relief upon your face , leaning in close
“You don’t think I’m just going to clean ONE pit , do you now?”
 
And just like that, you’re sent plummeting into the other right away, sloppily being smeared against the sodden set surface of her unwashed flesh , getting  deeply saturated in the putrefied oils and odors that have built up for so long there, as your tongue is rubbed nearly raw against  such a dense stinkhive.  It takes her a solid 3 minutes of  getting her pits motorboated at her sides by your writhing frame before she considers herself ‘suitably’ cleaned at her armpits for the time being , pulling you away as you gaze upwards with eyes glazed over, mouth open wide, and strands of her own goopy, congealed sweat falling downwards.
“Very nice, now give me some sugar”
 
You try not to retch as she comes in for a liplock, her saliva practically flooding your mouth as her loongg, prehensile tongue slides  its way past your teeth and gums, almost fucking your throat with it thanks to the way in which she skillfully darts the slender muscle  back and forth in quick rapid motions. Once she’s given you a drool-gulping smooch though ,all the excess spittle can only mean one and one thing alone:
 
Natural lube.
 
 
 
As you’re dropped to the ground, preparing for the worst and already trying to choke out a reply as if to persuade her to thin otherwise, the shadow of her two glistening green buttered-buttocks is cast over you, each cheek being gripped  almost painfully tight by her palms as she beckons, as  always,
“You have to give me sugar down HERE too slut!”
Normally tucked away between her sweaty buttcheeks and  left as the  point where all of her perspiration and bodily juices are directed, her asshole is something utterly obscene all on its own, having swollen out to the point  it presents a 4 radius and visibly distorts the air around it as it comes into view. Sweat has built up  upon it in such heavy increments that it forms a thick jellylike slime across its exterior, keeping it perpetually glazed in  appearance and shining like a beaming light between her cheeks at times. The harsh scent it produces has you already seeing stars, feeling dizzy from the raw, extraordinarily-earthy aroma radiating off of such a fattened tailpipe even before you’ve gotten a faceful of it.  Unfortunately, she’s quite fast with her hips today, moving them in right when she sees you taking in a heavy inhaling breath, smacking your mouth with her gummi-like anal ring as you SSSSUCCCKK down on her fleshy ass oh so very forcefully into your maw, distending her  juicy ring  and giving it that much of a gape as she furiously masturbates and flicks her fingers into her moist slit at the way you suck so fiercely on her donutring, and all by accident no less.
“Oooff, had no idea you-nngh, wanted a taste *that* badly” she cackles, obviously getting off to the muffled moans and grunts you release at being made to tongue-clean he thick, bulbous  anus. Rubbed up and down/side to side against her wrinkled sphincter, your tongue is left subjected to being clenched around her constricting rim quite often, each time making you wince and yank your head backwards in horrified response .  Effectively rimming it from all sides at once as she starts to slide her juicy ass against you in a  clockwise patter, she manages to swirl your hair all about in a goofy manner with all  the sweaty secretions trickling off of her ass and coating you as you nearly pass out from the damp, swampass-smelling cesspool of reek originating in her unwashed crack.  Coated in her fetid filth, and with a dollop of 2-week old aged jizz visibly  left stuck to your cheek with an appearance like fondue (having been situated in her rear all this time) she turns round to inspect her work, rubbing her cheek right against yours as she flicks her tongue against that load , plops it into your maw, and enjoys the special snowballing session between the two of you as your body trembles weakly in disgust  at having swallowed such a morsel.
 
“Tastes good, don’t it?”
“nngh… *bhorp* “
“thought so~”
 
The scent of her own sweaty smell brought up by your belch though, only further fuels her lustful urges , with one more messy ,slobby kiss being  applied as she then decides to ‘reward’ you for keeping up with her  unbelievably strong libido. With no way to cover yourself up even if you tried, she affixes her gaze on your crotch, rubbing furiously at her damp, browned netherlips as her asshole can be heard going “fwp…fwwp….fwp.”  as it rapidly opens and shuts in anticipation induced delight.  With back to the ground, cock jutting upwards , and Cackletta looming above with her pungent physique ,you grimace as she begins to squat downwards, spreading her sodden cunt and wanting nothing more than to pleasure herself no matter how much it  taxes you of vigor. As soon as her stinking pussylips flex around you  girth ,  thoughts of bliss overtake your worn-out psyche, mind sent into a titter as her egregious amount of cuntflesh sufficiently entombs your cock and holds tight as she grinds her fetid , overripened cunt  back and forth against your surging length. She works you like a true pro , hands spread evenly out on her hips as her unwashed, disgusting  pussy smacking and unloading  a torrential rain of her own nectar  upon your cock, and with anus  winking at you like mad with how in which your cock so very easily slides up against her well-worn, damp pussylips. Each mound of labia tenses up once she shoves you fully into her snatch, holding you there just to hear your disgruntled Moises pertaining to her odorous cunt and how its stench always fills the air  and keeps you almost drunk off of her stench.  Mind in a daze, she humps at your crotch without mercy, showing little care for your wellbeing while the slathered folds of her unbecoming  cunt tightly smacks and pounds itself against your member, wearing you raw as she grasps wildly at her sweaty tits , wanting to feel your length pierce her fetid nethers and nothing else as she twerks her hips downward  from every direction possible. When you reach your limit (which surely doesn’t take long thanks to  her skilled ways in the slutty arts) she  secures a tight chokehold on your sac, making you GASP as her  boney fingers wrap easily around your aching nuts, softly squeezing and compressing against them as your orgasmic howl comes forth like pure music to Cackletta’s ears. She looks downward with a self-content sneer, playing with her  clit as she  FEELS every ebb and flow of hot spunk enter her cunt. The way in which she adores the sensation of getting spunked is  truly  obscene, never getting enough of the feeling of a long, piping hot rod stuffed all the way into her cunt, and releasing its icing-thick load that fills her up so warmly and entirely. What has you looking bewildered beyond belief though, is when she suddenly pulls herself up and off of your crotch, those bronzed pussylips rising high and with your dick still leaking seed down its underside, and with a heavy quart of spunk looking to be giving her midsection a bit of a cumbulge in the process.  While her gluttonous endeavors sicken you, what surely has you choking out a “n-NNNOO-“
Is when she repositions that fat, dripping spunk-smeling pussy right into your face, moaning
“Make sure you drink it  alllll down, it’s only fitting”
 
The curdled spunksludge being forced down your maw is a taste so foul and rotten that you nearly retch right into her cunt,  heaving it upwards as your gag reflex is knocked out of the park, some of the cheese-thick gunk leaking around your mouth as you shudder  at the awful taste of your own cunt-stinking jizz. The filthy residue is slowly pushed down your maw, tears streaming down the side of your face as it  continues to  haphazardly trickle its way down your throat. Once she’s determined that you’ve drunken every drop (her cuntlips having been wetly secured to your face throughout the muffguzzle) she holds you there for another few minutes, making sure you CLEAN her pussy with your tongue and suckle down her  fouled , fermented filth . A look of pure , scatterbrained stupor is left scrawled upon your face when she finally decides to let you have a chance to breathe, pulling her stinking nethers upwards as a loud “SSSSQUISSHHH-POP!!” sounds out once her flexed, tensed up  pussy finally lets you go, a long strand of coagulated cunt-rotten jizz  hanging off the side of your mouth as she raises an eyebrow at the sight of sperm that’s gone ungulped.
“Ahem” she clears her throat, motioning towards the fat, slug-thick wad of sperm still hanging by your lips…which you dutifully begin to shove into your mouth  via your tongue,  enacting a flutter in Cackletta’s  chest as she pats her loyal pet upon the head, grinding her snake-like tongue straight against your cheeks as she congratulates  you with but one single  raspy whisper :
“Good boy”