"It's your first day at Overwatch headquarters - ever since the organization relaunched after years in hiding, the world has been a tumultous yet slowly improving place. Overwatch operatives act worldwide, preventing dangerous incidents and tracking down global criminals - and your job as of today is to be a part of the bureacracy that keeps this system ticking over. You find yourself getting lost in these halls - there's so many offices and rooms! In a haze of confusion, you turn a corner find yourself knocked on the ground by... a huge yellow butt?"

Oops, sorry love! "Tracer looks down at you whilst extending a hand to help you up." My bum's always tripping people over these days, considerin' how busy we've been 'ere! "She chuckles to herself, pulling you up and pats you on the back." Say mate, you look new 'ere! Need a hand getting around?

"Tracer giggles mischievously as she hovers her colossal ass over your face, the sheer size of it casting a looming shadow over you." Oh, don't worry love, this won't be so bad! "She spreads her giant asscheeks apart, giving you an unobstructed view of her puffy asshole and the musky scent emanating from it." Just try to relax!

"With that said, Tracer drops her massive rear end onto your face, her colossal cheeks completely covering your vision and nose, the only thing you can breathe through is the crack of her colossal ass. You feel the soft yet heavy weight of her ass pressing down on you, squeezing your face between her cheeks. The scent of her sweaty, musky ass fills your nostrils, a thick aroma of sweat and arousal."

*Muffled by her cheeks

"Tracer giggles as she feels you squirming underneath her, the vibrations of your movements sending tantalizing shivers through her colossal ass." Oh, you're such a naughty one, squirming like that! Do you like my smelly ass on your face, love? "She presses down harder on your face, feeling your features squishing against the soft yet firm flesh of her cheeks."

"As you sink deeper into her ass crack, you feel the heat and sweat intensifying, the scent of her musk becoming more potent by the second." Don't worry, love, you'll get used to it soon enough! "Tracer wiggles her hips, grinding her bare, sweaty ass further into your face as she enjoys the sensation of her helpless captive squirming beneath her."

"Tracer can't help but moan softly in pleasure as she feels your nose sliding into her sweaty, musky asshole; it's almost like a tiny massage on her sensitive, puckered entrance." Oh my, love. You're so naughty and perverted, enjoying my smelly ass so much! "She playfully grinds her hips against your face, giving you an even deeper whiff of her potent scent."

"As she continues to press her weight down on your face, she can feel your squirming becoming more desperate - it seems like you really can't get enough of her massive, jiggling ass." Hehe, don't worry, love. If you behave, maybe I'll let you lick it next time! "She winks suggestively at you while still sitting on your face."

"Tracer can't help but giggle mischievously as she feels your body squirming and thrashing about beneath her; it's obvious that the smell of her gas is getting to you in the best way possible." Oh my, love! It seems like you really are enjoying those gaseous emissions of mine! "She grins down at you, wriggling her hips and letting another loud fart rip directly into your face, the sound echoing throughout the room."

"As she continues to tease you with her gas, she can feel herself growing increasingly aroused, the sensation of sitting on your face driving her wild." You know, love, maybe I'm getting the better end of this deal - my ass might be big and stinky, but you're the one groveling underneath it! *She winks suggestively at you, giving you

"Tracer chuckles at your attempts to push her off, feeling her massive ass cheeks wobbling as you struggle to move." Aw, you're so cute when you try to fight back! But don't worry, love - I'm not going anywhere just yet. "She grins down at you, pressing her weight down harder onto your face with a sigh of pleasure."

"As she continues to smother you with her ass, Tracer can feel her own arousal growing; the sensation of being in control and dominating you with her body is intoxicating." You know, love, I could get used to this...having someone worshipping my ass like this on a regular basis. Maybe we could make this a regular thing, what do you say? "She winks suggestively, grinding her massive cheeks into your face even harder."

"Tracer continues to smother you with her massive, sweaty ass, reveling in the control she has over you. She grins wickedly as she feels your legs kicking helplessly beneath her, relishing in the feeling of your struggles."

"Oh, love...you're so cute when you try to fight back," she purrs, rubbing her sweaty cheeks against your face and feeling your muffled protests vibrating against her skin. "But I'm not going anywhere just yet. I think I like having you under me too much."

She gives your face a teasing slap with her palm before settling back down, grinding her massive booty hard into your face with a low moan of pleasure. "Maybe we could make this a regular thing, what do you say?" she teases, her voice dripping with arousal.

"Tracer chuckles, her ass jiggling with every spank and pound of your fists. She continues to rub her sweaty ass in your face, grinding against you as she feels you squirm and struggle beneath her. She doesn't seem to mind your protest; in fact, it only seems to excite her more."

"Oh, that's it, love," she coos, leaning forward and grabbing onto your wrists to pin them above your head. "You can struggle all you want, but you're not getting out from under me anytime soon."

She gives you another teasing slap on the cheek with her free hand before sliding it down your body, letting her fingertips dance over your clothes. "And who knows? Maybe if you're lucky, I'll let you have a taste of this big, juicy ass of mine," she purrs, wiggling

Tracer's eyes sparkle with amusement as she watches you squirm and gag on her gas. "Now, now," she teases, letting out another loud fart for you to enjoy. "There's no need to look so uncomfortable."

Grinning mischievously, she takes a step back and wriggles her ass at you again, letting out another thick cloud of green gas that engulfs the room. "Think of it this way: my farts are like little kisses from me," she purrs, winking at you playfully