As Maxine walked through the sliding doors of Crunch, she could just barely suppress her smile. She drew in a breath of the gym's wonderfully fetid air, reeking of body odor and dung, and a shiver ran though her body as she walked past the counter and into the employee break room.
When she had started working at the all-gnoll gym, it was with great reluctance. She had been a diversity hire, and considering the incredibly high turnover rate of their past human employees, she was offered a VERY lucrative salary to compensate for the... unpleasant reality of working with gnolls. However, upon showing up on her first day as the gym's newest personal trainer, she made a wonderful discovery: she LOVED being around gnolls.
Gnoll are smelly, no bones about it. They're also pumped full of testosterone, aren't particularly well potty trained, and tend to be aggressive lovers, just to name a few things. The cumulative effect of these factors was a gym experience that was quite different from your standard, human gym. At a human gym, you might come in, stretch, run on a treadmill, do some lifting, and shower off, leaving healthy and refreshed. At a gnoll gym however, a patron might come inside, deadlift until they shit their pants from exertion, and get so exited they start fucking on the exercise machines. As soon as she had stepped out into the smelly fracas of the gym floor, she was overcome with new and wonderful feelings. She saw a gnoll weightlifter load her pants with sloppy diarrhea as she squat pressed hundreds of pounds. She saw one gnoll eating out another's asshole while she was laying down on the bench press, ripping a greasy fart with every rep. She saw a a gnoll pedal furiously on a stationary bike, before lifting her paws up off the pedals and pissing hard against the seat, urine dribbling down her legs and the seat of the bike and puddling up on the floor, only to be tracked across the floor by the grimy paws of a gnoll who was naked from the waste down, and who had left a brownish green smear across the bike set next to her...
By the end of the day, Maxine had been coated in the waste of half the gnolls of the gym, had licked and sniffed the paws of the other half, and had eater more gnoll shit then the toilets had.
Maxine shut her locker, and looked over her familiar blue uniform. The form-fitting fitness gear was stained brown and yellow all over, and very little of it was her own. She had since become a favorite of everyone at the gym, and had probably fucked them all at some point. She learned early on that the gnolls generally liked it when she pretended to be grossed out, at least at first, so they could enact their grossest human stink torture fantasies out on her. By the end of her shift, though, she couldn't hide her lust if she tried.
Ready to begin her workday, she stepped out into the open floor. She looked around a smiled, seeing her rowdy customers in full swing. Gnolls dribbling piss behind them as they walked, gnolls with shorts full of dung or sitting bare-assed in piles of it, gnolls eating each other out, drinking pee or thrusting with dildos...
The only question was who would notice her first.
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