In the late 1800s in Japan, a small group of traditionalists bought three thousand acres and formed a group known as the Hamuzana. They trained in sacred martial arts, practiced forgotten cultural rituals, and prepared for the day they would grow large enough to bring back the tossed-away virtues of an earlier era.

A split in 1902 left two groups: the Hamuzi, which favored integrating a few more modern aspects, and the Juni-kwa, which kept a strict definition of traditional. The former attracted most of the males, the changes favoring them most. The latter was a mix of females and males. The Hamuzi were effectively destroyed during World War II, where most of the members were drawn to serve the Empire. The Juni-kwa survived and continued to attract female members. A few males joined up but were always in the minority.

Training the women, who were allowed to enlist at sixteen, included a stringent exercise program. Their minds were focused, manipulated to think only of their purpose. Some might call it brainwashing, but it was on par with anything done in government military boot camps. It was not a total whitewash, there was never an attempt to control what little personal time they had, and many took to the training in a very positive way.

One of the ways the trainees were made to focus and make themselves consider the smallest details of their situation involved diet and body odor. There were long histories concerning guerrilla failures due to cigarette smoke, perfumes and soaps, and body odor which gave away a position. Juni-kwa had developed diets and combinations of healthy bacterial loads that all but eliminated body odors, excepting those during menstruation, but a trial of that aspect was in the works.

The diet was eaten strictly, never varied, and always, always at the same times each day. It was difficult, stressed their bodies, but what it left the Juni-kwa was a fit, healthy, and very carefully managed weapon.

The Juni-kwa had scheduled and unscheduled examinations which would demonstrate the importance of controlling bodily odors. Initiates were first given the most extreme test.

A sniff test.

Of their asses.

Men and women were separated and led off to large warehouses. This was all done consensually. Potential initiates are always given explicit descriptions of the testing, and are made to watch videos demonstrating what was expected. When they volunteered and signed up for what was to come, they had given consent for the sniff tests.

A male instructor, sometimes observed by a few others, conducted these tests on women, and a female instructor similarly tested the males. The instructors were designated 'Inspectors' and filled the role through the trainee's two year boot camp. A new instructor would take over for the next class.

The process was like this: the initiates were run all day, pushed to their limit on their first day in training. They were sweaty, usually rank with all sorts of scents from their bodies. They would have eaten little but kept heavily hydrated. Initiates were lined up and made to pull their camouflage pants down to their ankles, but not off, as well as their underwear. They bent over a cushioned platform, and waited for the inspection.

Inspectors would then, one-by-one, taking as much time as was required, sniff each man or woman's ass. If they found it to be dirty, they would mount the person and fuck them anally until the point was made. If the ass was clean, they moved on to the next in line. Female Inspectors used strapons on the men, and male Instructors used their penises.

This wasn't punishment. There was no anger or brutality involved. It was symbolic. The discomfort of the anal penetration was supposed to embody the warning about bodily odors. The initiates accepted the sodomy and considered it part of the ritual and training.

Male Inspectors were allowed to ejaculate inside the women at any time and as often as was required to make their point. The tests often took several hours to complete.

Needless to say, Inspectors usually found reason to penetrate each person.

I should know. I am currently the male Inspector.

My first sniff test started as soon as I took the role, that day in fact. I'd trained under the last Inspector and knew what to expect, but had never been able to participate directly in the tests, just observing and learning what was expected.

I was anxious all day in my office, showered just before seven, took a Viagra, and waited outside the warehouse where the female inspections would take place. My cock was rock hard. I hadn't orgasmed in days in order to deliver as much seed as I could into the women's asses.

You see, I only joined Juni-Kwa to take part in this ritual. I really don't give a shit about the movement. It's all talk. But... the sniff tests... can you imagine hearing about that? Who wouldn't want to be the man to have that responsibility?

I worked my way up the organization quickly, there were not too many men serving at the time. My predecessor had trained me for the last year of his duties, ensuring I got close glimpses into each woman's ass while he fucked it. I fired off many loads watching. I was allowed to jerk off, but the Inspector was the only one to fuck them.

As I waited for the women to be brought to me, I thought back to the initiates I'd seen that morning. There were eleven total. One as young as sixteen, several eighteen-to-mid-twenties, and others scattered up to the mid-thirties. They were all pretty, dark-haired, mostly fair of skin. They could have been girls I'd grown up with, very pretty but not blockbuster. Their tits ranged from flat to heavy, and a range of shapes and curves had my cock jumping and wanting to fuck them.

I saw the line of women headed my way and brought myself back to seriousness. Despite my motives for Juni-Kwa, I had to keep up the appearance that I was a no-nonsense true believer.

I dismissed the sergeant that led the way and escorted the women to the line up. They took to the row, facing me, and waited. I was silent, looking them over one moment. I instructed them to line up from oldest to youngest. They shuffled, repositioned, asked each other for their ages, and in a chaotic manner eventually reformed the line, waiting on me once more.

It really didn't matter how they were lined up. The Inspector decided who to sniff and when. I wanted to work down from oldest to youngest, wondered if their assholes would get tighter as I got closer to the end.

I gazed at their clothed bodies. They all wore dark-green camouflage pants and jackets, a white undershirt that was stained and soaked on each woman's body. My penis was solid as I looked at each body. The older women were more rounded, very sexual curves despite the androgynous dress. Their faces were tighter, lines of age made them look more openly sexual than the younger, baby faced two at the other end.

Sweat dripped from their soaked clothes and onto the stiff mat on the floor. I gave my next command.

“When I give the command, you will immediately turn around. Do it.”

The women turned, hardly in unison, and faced away from me. They had supposedly learned the commands I would give earlier and had already practiced them. Their lackluster performance betrayed the commitment level of their instructor.

“When I give the command, you will immediately unbutton your belt, unzip your pants, and pull them down to your ankles. Do it.”

The women accomplished the goal over a range of seconds. I soon had eleven asses clad only in white panties before me. I moved closer, could already smell the combined odors of their bodies. Rank sweat and musky aromas hit my nose and my dick drooled precum into my underwear.

“When I give the command, you will immediately bend over the platform. Do it.”

They performed better on that one, eleven bent females sticking their asses toward me. I could see dark wet spots in all the crotches, and several had brown streaks as well. I knew this was about to get really good.

“When I give the command, you will immediately slide your panties down to your knees. Do it!”

Eleven pairs of soiled, wet white panties slid off asses and down to knees.

Before me was the end result of my quest: eleven tight assholes, smelly, sweaty, hot and willing to take me inside. I stared at the crotches in front of me. None of them were shaved. A few had very hairy bushes. Some were less hairy, and the sixteen-year old had only sparse coverage. Several of the women had very hairy assholes, the others, less so.

“You will now submit to the inspection. If I detect any odor from your ass, I will penetrate you. You must learn to control your diet and your bowel movements and your odors. This is your first lesson.”

Several of the women trembled nervously. They all knew they were about to be sodomized, and I suspected then, and know now, that several of them wanted it badly.

I stood behind the oldest, a 34-year old named Miku. She had the widest, juiciest ass of the group. Hair was thick all through her crack, and I bent over to sniff her. I inhaled close to her hairy anus and got strong odors of her bowels immediately. I inhaled again, the odor stronger. Her crack was sweaty and sticky, and I knew she'd been worked hard that day.

I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock through the hole. She shuddered as my dick touched her anus. I used no lubrication, the women knew the would be penetrated without that luxury. I pressed against her hole, her body arching and her backdoor slowly yielding, sticky and moist. I was halfway in when she cried out and I felt her asshole squeeze and try to push me out.

I redoubled my effort, pushed hard into her hole. She cried out as my balls slapped against her vulva. Miku panted, grunted, as I withdrew and slid back in. I had been holding my cum for days, and I knew I would not last long on the first try. I slid out, in, out, held, in, held and ejaculated inside the woman. I came hard, gushing, my semen filling her ass, splashing against her squishy bowels. I ground into her ass, my cock unloading fully into Miku's smelly guts.

I pulled back and let my penis slide from her ass. A brown stream of cum slipped out and trailed down her dark pubes. She panted hard and held her position.

My hardon stayed strong, thanks to the little blue pill I'd taken, and I was immediately behind the next woman, 32-year old Jani. Jani's bush was thick as well, but around her asshole there were just a couple of matted hairs. She looked clean, her hole gaping a bit, but when I leaned closer and sniffed against her anus, the ripe, sharp scent of shit hit my nose and I inhaled a second time to enjoy her moist, dirty opening.

Cock in hand, I slid it along her crack. Miku's filth was on my penis when I pushed it against Jani's asshole. She yielded more easily than Miku, and I suspected she had fingered her hole during the rest break moments before the test. I quickly rooted in her, and she moaned, started fucking back against me, which was strictly forbidden. I slapped her ass hard, “You do not move!” I slapped her again, and again. She only stopped fucking me when I'd turned her ass cheeks a bright red. I suspected Jani was enjoying herself, and honestly, so was I.

When she finally stopped fucking me, I thrust and withdrew mechanically for a while before pulling out. My cock was less filthy than before, though the smell in her crack made obvious what was within.

The third woman was 29-year old Tamini. She was slender, almost no curves, her pubes lighter than the women before her. The space between her ass cheeks was small, little room to spread. I knelt down and parted her butt wide, could finally see her tiny brown anus. I inhaled her odors. She was almost clean. The first sniff turned up nothing. Then I pressed my nose onto her anus and inhaled directly. The faintest hint of shit caught in my nose and I almost lapped her crack instinctively.

Instead, I ran my dick into her crack and nestled the tip against her anus. She was very tight, not sweaty enough to provide lubrication. I heard her grunt, uncomfortable, as her backdoor failed to yield at first. Despite my no lubrication pledge, I gave in to my earlier instinct and knelt down again. I licked her anus, savored the rich and sharp flavors of her rough flesh. I pushed saliva into her hole, lapped her, and stood up, placing my dick once more against her backdoor.

I pushed and this time, her hole yielded slightly. More pressure and the head popped inside. She cried out and tried to hold still as I sodomized her. I gave her a few strokes and pulled out, satisfied that she'd learned her lesson. Plus, she was so tight I seriously worried that she'd tear up my cock if I didn't find some lube first.

The fourth woman was Kanni, a 26-year old, and the fifth woman, Yanara, who was 24. I sniffed and fucked each in turn, both women smelled very similarly of sweat and sharp bowels. Each asshole yielded fairly easily, slick with sweat and discharge from their vaginas. I almost came in Yanara, but I had been eyeing the next woman in line for that.

Jobi was 22 and had the nicest ass of them all, right in the middle of the line. Her cheeks were soft and round and just large enough to fill out the training gear. Her labia protruded from her bush unlike the women before her, and her anus looked tight but inviting, pink and lightly hairy.

I leaned into the young woman's ass and sniffed against her butthole. Her rank odors were thick and rich, stronger than anyone before her. I'd noticed the brown streaks around her hole and knew she was sticky and moist already. My cock was well soiled by that point, tipped in light brown and striped in a way that left it sticky and slick.

I pushed against Jobi's asshole and it yielded to my penetration. I felt my penis hit her stool, the first turds I'd felt so far. I pushed hard into her and she cried out. My cock packed her shit deep, pushing her load back into her bowels. I grabbed her hips and started pounding her, slamming my cock against her load. She had to learn to prepare her body properly, and my dick was giving her the lesson.

I started to grunt and cry out, humping the young woman's backdoor faster and faster, grunted, pounded, grunted again, slammed against her, and ejaculated my load into her bowels. My semen flooded into her shit-filled guts, spurting and squirting seed in her ass. I bellowed and smacked her ass as I came, letting her know it was unacceptable to need a bowel movement during the test. Or so that's what I'd been trained to think this represented. All I really knew was I was shooting my second load of the day into the beautiful young woman's filthy ass.

I pulled out and her hole gaped noticeably. I could see her firm turd trying to slide out, but she grunted and gasped and gained control of her sphincter just in time to stop the bowel movement. I nodded, impressed by her efforts, and made a mental note to visit Jobi again sometime very soon.

I rested a moment, drank water and admired the view as I sat and the women stood, still in their bent-over positions. Miku's anus still looked raw and swollen, my cum sticking in her pubes around her asshole and over her vagina. Tamini's hole looked the worst, red and angry despite the extra lubrication I'd afforded it. She still looked uncomfortable from the sodomizing. I'd have to teach her how to take a penis in her ass much better than she did that day. Jobi's ass drooled my sperm and I loved the way she cooed softly as her load tried to escape from her butthole.

Refreshed, I started on the first of the final five women, 21-year old Kinni. The young woman's asshole was probably the most swollen and large of the group despite her slender hips. I suspected she prolapsed when she shit, and secretly wanted to watch to find out. Shitting was dishonorable during the sniff tests, but there were other opportunities during training to witness that.

I did want to test her for prolapse, and commanded her to show me. “Initiate Kinni, do you need to move your bowels? You may answer.”

“No, sir.”

“Initiate Kinni, push out your anus. Do it.”

She strained and I watched in amazement as her anus opened and red folds slid out and opened. She did have a beautiful rose, her prolapse sticking out an inch or two and showing several layers of folds around her hole.

“Initiate Kinni, continue to push out your anus until instructed to stop.”

She pushed and tensed to keep her prolapse outside. I leaned down and sniffed. The ripe scent of her bowels was thick and directly from the source. Her rose looked moist and squishy, and I quickly brought my cock to her red protrusion. I swept my dick back and forth across it, confirmed that it was wet, and slipped myself into the folds and into her rectum.

Kinni's prolapse collapsed back inside for a moment, but when I pulled out my length, it flowed out with me. Each thrust seemed to pull more and more of her guts out as I fucked her raw opening. I was becoming very aroused and felt my nuts begin to tremble. I started pounding Kinni's prolapse, the sticky muscles sliding along my shaft.

Cum boiled up, I hollered, and spewed my load through the young woman's prolapse and into her bowels. Again and again I spewed, my seed squirting out of her rosebud and sticking in the folds. I filled her, my third load of the day emptied in Kinni's butt.

I pulled back, watched her rosebud throb and leak white semen. It took a moment for me to realize I had not instructed her to pull back in her prolapse. She was straining but still holding it. Good girl.

“Initiate Kinni, you may return your anus to its normal condition.”

I saw the young woman relax. Her anus only slowly closed, the prolapse creeping back inside. What was left was a sloppy, angry, swollen anus that looked like it had just taken a baseball bat within.

I needed another moment after that one, Kinni's prolapse was an unexpected treat.

Soon, I was ready to go again, and stood behind the next woman, 20-year old Wenn. The woman was probably the most overweight of the group, but only barely so. She was tall, thick, her ass curvy and long. Her butt had deep curves and her cheeks closed completely over her crotch even with her legs spread. I parted them with my hands and gazed onto her brown wrinkled hole.

Wenn was slick and dirty, and I inhaled directly against her messy anus. I knew she was slick with her filth and the rank aroma of stool and urine and sweat mixed to be the strongest I'd sniffed to that point. I ran my nose back and forth inhaling her odors and then nestled my penis against her slimy asshole.

I pushed and she yielded, her asshole taking me inside comfortably. It felt like an asshole that had a lot of practice. She, too, had stool within, softer than Jobi's, squishing and flowing around my penetration. Wenn grunted as I sodomized her, she tried to hold still as my cock rooted and opened her wider. I thrust and withdrew several times before pulling off and admiring the mess in her gaping hole.

My cock was brown again when I moved up behind the next woman, 19-year old Gaywe. The woman's body can only be described as plain. Not unattractive, not beautiful, just plain. Her ass held no form but wasn't skinny. Her hips had no curve but weren't quite straight. Her anus was the same color as the rest of her.

When I sniffed her ass, though, she was anything but plain. She had the most complex aromas of earthy soils and rich grasses and sharp, sweet wine and cheese. How her ass smelled so amazing I had no idea, but I stayed there with my nose pressed against her anus for a very long time.

When I came out of my daze, I considered letting her go without sodomizing her, just as a reward for how wonderful her ass smelled. Instead, I decided I'd be stupid not to fuck her hole, so I mounted her and slid halfway in before I was stopped by the tightness. She cried out as I slid back in, deeper this time, and once more again inside her, deeper still. I was soon pounding her hard, her tight hole squeezing my shaft and scraping the filth from the other women off completely.

I fucked Gaywe for a while then moved to the next woman, 17-year old Hu, who was second from the last. Hu was tiny, the shortest woman at just over 4'9. Her body was little, petite, skinny. Her ass could fit in my hand. She had very little hair on her crotch, and none on her brown anus. I spread her little cheeks open and sniffed her odors. She smelled very sweaty but I detected no other odors from her ass. I could smell stale urine, wet pussy, even arousal, but nothing from her asshole. I sniffed again, and again got lots of scents but nothing from her rectum.

I pushed my nose into her tight little hole and inhaled again. I held it for several seconds, testing it for any hint of ass. I found none. I couldn't believe her ass appeared to be so clean. I should have moved on, but again, I wasn't going to let the opportunity slip by, and I mounted her, pushed my dick against her little hole. Despite her tiny body, despite her tiny butt cheeks, and despite the little opening between her legs, her hole yielded surprisingly easily. It was tight, perhaps the tightest of anyone but Tamini, but it dilated smoothly, easily.

Hu sucked in her breath and tried to hold still as I fucked her butt. In and out and in and out. She yielded but gripped me solidly. I would have cum except that the grip of her little hole held back what was probably the final load I could produce that day.

I dismounted her, sniffed her anus again, and still smelled nothing but sweat and odors from her snatch despite the way I had churned her bowels.

The last woman was the sixteen-year old, Aane. The girl was barely a woman, her labia sparsely covered with dark hairs, still puffy and swollen like a child. I almost slipped my penis into her vagina, but that was against the rules during the sniff test. So tempted.

Instead, I sniffed her ass. Unlike Hu, Aane was strong and ripe. She was moist, sweaty, brown streaks around her tight, pink hole. I sniffed again, savored the rich aroma of her bowels. I placed the tip of my cock against her asshole and pushed. At first she didn't yield. “Initiate Aane, do you need to move your bowels?”

“No, sir.”

“Initiate Aane, you will immediately push out your anus as if you need to move your bowels. Do it.”

Her butthole swelled and pushed out around me. It allowed my length to slide a bit and push against the guts straining within. She let out a gasp and tried to keep pushing. A small fart escaped and I could smell the dense, dark odors of her bowels. “Initiate Aane, you may return your anus to its normal position.”

She relaxed and her sixteen-year old anus gripped me tightly once more. The smell of her gas hung thick around me as I started to pump the girl. I thrust into her ass, her hole becoming slick and sticky with her mess. I felt a burning rush up from my sore balls, my throbbing cock almost too sore to continue. I pounded her hard, harder than the others. She screamed in pleasure and pain. I slammed her ass, slammed her hard, hammered her teen hole over and over and came in her butt.

I ejaculated in Aane's bowels, spewing my smallest load of cum quickly into her rectum. Several small but powerful shudders passed through me as I came, the last of my semen flowing out and splashing into her guts. Aane moaned as I squirted my load inside her ass.

I rested a moment, then pulled myself from her butthole. I returned to view the women and couldn't believe the difference from before I started. There were four obvious anal creampies, Aane's the freshest, her gaping asshole open and red and dripping my jism. There were brown streaks covering several anuses, raw, swollen assholes between several thighs. The smell of anal sex was thick and intoxicating.

I stood back, regretted that my viagra was wearing off and my cock could no longer continue. It was up to the Inspector to determine when the test was over, and he or she was free to return and retest any of the initiates. I was beat, unfortunately, and finished the procedure.

“Initiates. You have all failed the sniff test. This is your first lesson. You must learn the discipline and techniques needed to become a finely-tuned Juni-Kwa soldier. You must eat and train and develop control of your bodies, including your bowel movements and your odors. Today, you have failed, but this will not always be so. The next sniff test will be... unscheduled.”

I smiled, knowing I could conduct the test any time, with all or only one of the women, so long as the trainees were not already involved in scheduled activities. I planned to take advantage of that as often as possible. Eleven worn out women spread eleven sets of sweaty asses before me, their anuses in various states of disarray. What a helluva job!

“Initiates, when I give the command, you will immediately reach down and pull up your panties. Do it.”

They did so much more slowly than they had pulled them down. Many looked exhausted, and they should be after the day they had had.

“When I give the command, you will immediately reach down and pull up and fasten your pants and belt. Do it.” They did and stood for my next command.

“When I give the command, you will immediately turn and face me. Do it.”

Eleven women turned. I saw their flushed faces for the first time since they had first turned around and bent over. Several looked relieved. Several others looked extremely aroused. Two looked very uncomfortable, both women with bowel movements waiting to happen.

I showed mercy and ended the procedure. “You will now march from this room and go directly to your bunks, where you will shower and clean yourselves and each other thoroughly. Your sergeant will issue your next orders. Released.”

The women lined out and were gone from the room quickly.

I inhaled alone for a few minutes, the smell of the women's bodies thick and rich and sharp and arousing. Yeah, I'd finally made my goal happen, and I was only on day one of my dream job.