Inspect Felicity Kasper, CN7

You've been waiting a lot longer than all morning for this. You've dreamt of romantic dinner dates where you'd woo Felicity with fancy wine and witty jokes, or unexpected encounters outside of the café, where you could both finally let each know your feelings. You don't actually suspect she has feelings for you, but you sincerely believe she'd call you a friend, and you can always see where that leads. You've always been waiting to see where that leads, though, and it hasn't led anywhere yet, so you decide to finally take some action.

You tap in the Inspection, but nothing happens. You look up at Felicity, CN7, and back at your Scanner, smacking the device on your palm. What's wrong? Your anticipation has built and your dick is ready for this, but your Scanner is busted?

You scan Felicity again. This time, there's a few more lines.

Name Felicity Kasper
CitizenNumber 7
TrueCitizenNumber 27
Measurements: 35D, 27, 32
SocialJob Job Allocator
TrueSocialJob ViceJobAllocator

You wonder if she has some True Measurements you don't know about too. This is ridiculous. Social Jobs made sense to you last week. They were all about improving society, or delegating necessary work. And there certainly weren't any CN27s or fake CNs! This is something completely different.

Or is it maybe the same as it's always been. Maybe you just didn't know, you lowly CN6. Well there goes your plan for Felicity anyway. You'll have to find some...

But while you were fiddling with your Scanner, you didn't notice her step around the counter. "You're cute, Mr. Body Inspector." She's inches from your face and you smell mint, chocolate, cream, coffee, vanilla, so many nice things. "It's also cute how much you're Scanning me today." So she caught you. She yanks on your shirt and pulls you against her. She whispers warm and wet in your ear, for only you to hear, "but I'm pretty sure I'm beyond the reach of your Inspections, so why don't you put the Scanner away for a minute." And with that, she clamps her lovely lips down on yours and kicks off an only slightly different version of the makeout session you've been dreaming of ever since she first started working the morning shift here.

Her hands are all over you, up and down your back, squeezing your butt, ruining your hair. She's been raging for this as much as you have, it seems, and you almost don't know what to do with the information. Then again you aren't actually doing much are you? She's driving this. She's driving her tongue down your throat, pressing her hands against your swollen pants. She's in charge here. So you give in and simply enjoy yourself. You've been in charge all day and you're certain you will be again.

It goes on and on forever though it probably lasts almost a minute really. Her hands run every inch of your body, firmly, twice. At some point you raise your hand to caress her body too, but she grabs your hand and plants it firmly on her ass cheek, and continues feeling you up, so you just follow her lead and squeeze.

You're so mesmerized with the sensations of Felicity enjoying your body that you're left standing, mouth open, eyes closed, for a few moments before you realize she's already back behind the counter. There's a customer. You didn't even hear the bell when he entered.

The café is quiet, and Felicity serves the customer a coffee. He glances at the ladies in the room, mostly Tiffany's huge DDs, while dumping some creamer and sugar in his coffee, and then he goes. He waves goodbye to the room and is out the door.

She can be True CN99 if she's gonna use you like that. This is almost as great as your job! It's not, your job, though. You still have that RJD to complete.