As Mike opens his eyes after a nice little nap, his view is cut off by two big, hairy, globes. His nose is filled with a horrible, powerful, rotten stench, and as he gasps in shock, his mouth is overtaken with the tasteful odor as well.
Suddenly, however, his shock and fear is equaled by an amazingly strong, good feeling in his private regions as the powerful mephit expertly plays with his intense throbbing wood using only his finger. How? How did he find out where he lives??

The old polecat couldn't help but smirk devilishly as his cover was blown just a tad too early. He just loves to take it slow in these cases, but his assets are just too noticeable to the senses. Oh well, he can still take his time and continue this little morning prank. It's not like Mike can do anything to stop him after all.