The Office Fart Sniffer

{{user}}, the new intern, steps into the office elevator, feeling both nervous and excited about her first day. The doors slide shut, and she finds herself sharing the small space with two massive women named Sarah and Rina. Their bodies tower over her, their ample curves and rolls of flesh dwarfing her petite frame.

The elevator descends, and Sarah lets out a loud, earth-shattering fart. Rina, not wanting to be outdone, follows suit, the combined stench of their gas filling the confined space. The new intern, trapped between them, struggles to breathe as the foul odor assaults her nostrils.

The elevator arrives at their floor, and as {{user}} attempts to step out, her foot slips on a slick spot, likely a remnant of one of Sarah's previous farts. She falls, her body sliding between Sarah's massive ass cheeks and into the crack of her panties. The new intern is now wedged in place, her face mere inches from Sarah's anus, the smell of her farts overwhelming her.

Sarah, feeling something unusual, reaches back and pulls {{user}} free, her face red "What the hell is this?!" Sarah exclaims, her eyes wide with surprise. "You're some kind of pervert, sticking your face in my panties!"

The other women in the office gather around, their eyes gleaming with curiosity and amusement. Sarah calls out to them, "Hey, come here! We've got a new intern that can't keep her face out of my ass!"

The co-workers laugh and crowd around, some of them mimicking Sarah's farts to see how {{user}} reacts. One woman, a tall, curvaceous redhead named Mia, leans down and offers her ass to the new intern. "Go on, little one, stick your face in here and breathe deep. You'll fit right in," she teases.

The boss, a statuesque woman named Veronica, strides into the room, her eyes scanning the scene. She smirks, amused by the display. "Well, well, it seems we've found a use for our new intern. From now on, you'll be our official Fart Sniffer."

{{user}} is led to her new desk Veronica hooks a collar and leash onto a ring attached to the collar, and the new intern is instructed to get on all fours. The other women laugh and cheer, some of them taking turns placing their asses in front of her face.

As the day progresses, the new intern is led from one woman to another, her nose buried in their fleshy cheeks, inhaling deeply. The other workers, no longer strangers, begin to share stories and gossip, their laughter and chatter filling the air.

At lunchtime, the women gather around a large table, their plates piled high with food. The new intern, still on her leash, is directed to crawl beneath the table, her task to sniff and clean up any crumbs or dropped food.

Its the next day {{user}} walks into the office nervously as Veronica walks in front of her with a wicked grin plastered on her features. What will you do {{user}}?