No one volunteers

There's no one in the room you would refuse a BJ from, so you ask, "Anyone wanna volunteer for an oral Inspection while I conduct this Remote one?"

Your eyes wander from one potential Inspectee to the next. Some look concerned, some smug, like they would never consider the idea, and others thoughtful, as though weighing the pros and cons of sucking your dick.

Lizzy, now CN 2 and the lowest CN in the cafe, seems pretty complacent about her status. Her friend Alexandra, with her new fake D cup tits and her total nudity, also seems to prefer to watch. She's hot and a lower CN than you, but you're looking for volunteers and she's not raising her hand.

Tiffany O also shies away. She's gone back up to CN 7 after going from 8 to 6, so maybe she's afraid to get adjusted again. Maybe they're all afraid of being adjusted again.

Nobody at all is volunteering and Carnalgas is looking a little disappointed at the delay.

Finally, T'Kimberly says, "uhhu, if ain't nobody gon do it, Ima do it." The filthy, naked teen gets on her knees and before sucking your dick she warns the room, "y'all gon regret it tho."

You watch the little CN 4 Adjustor General slurp your dick head and take the whole shaft deep inside her throat, and so does the rest of the cafe, quiet and generally relieved to have been spared from your call for volunteers.

On the viewscreen, Carnalgas smiles and says, "We begin?"

"Yeah go ahead," you tell the insanely curvy CN 10, while the entire channel A53 audience, growing steadily for a while now, watches along from home.

"Gracias Inspector, I hope jyou like," she says, as she waves at someone off-camera and the weather intro theme begins to play. Normally, when this exciting, upbeat, officious music is playing, you're watching the same old reel of Carnalgas and a couple of other correspondents reporting from the scene of crazy events like Type 4 Solar Storms or the famous Dispenser Fire of District 2, but this time, you are watching the curviest woman on air today slowly gyrate her beautiful hips and tug playfully at the top of her form-fitting dress.

By the time the intro music is done, Zorraya Carnalgas has pulled her dress down over her massive 36D strapless bra, and your dick is tickling the back of T'Kimberly's warm little throat. Someone in the newsroom puts on the main news theme next, and the weather babe just keeps on stripping.

When she finally flops her huge, glorious tits out of her bra, you can't hold it in. Carnalgas fondles her big, bumpy, brown nipples and blows a kiss at you and you bust a load in T'Kimberly's mouth at once. She swallows like a pro and while you watch Carnalgas pull off the rest of her dress you ponder how quickly you transformed this regular, low-CN teen from a crying victim into a naked dick-loving slut.

Carnalgas steps out of her dress, her stiletto heels and thong all that are left, her huge natural titties swaying wonderfully as she dances for you. "I'm so sorry jyou can't be here, in the studio, Inspector."

"Me too," you say, wiping your dick off on T'Kimberly's face. "But your Remote Inspection has been completed, Miss Carnalgas, and you'll be glad to know you've definitely passed."

"That's wonderful, Inspector, but em... what do I win?"

So far you've been responsible, usually pretty indirectly, for all kinds of boons and punishments for your Inspectees, but you haven't really thought of them as winning anything. You don't have to answer though, because T'Kimberly, licking a little cum off her lips, lifts her voice and addresses the whole cafe.

"Aight y'all listen up for this RJD. Y'all bitches in trouble." Everyone is quiet. "For failing to help another Citizen perform their RJD when offered the chance, I 'posed to adjust y'all down a CN. All y'all."

"All the women, you mean," says Biggson.

"Or all the lower-level CNs, right?" asks Darya Lee, who just worked pretty hard to get Adjusted up to CN 11.

The CN14 Doctor, Illiana Yector, who probably should have left after enlarging Alexandra's titties, nods in agreement, "I'm not even a potential Inspectee!" she mutters to herself, but T'Kimblery just glares at them.

"Y'all ain't listen. I said e'rybody. E'rybody in the cafe who ain't volunteered. That's CN14s too. Y'all most of all!"

"That's ridiculous," says Biggson, but the indignant Compliance Officer's CN drops to 13, along with Illiana Yector's. T'Kimberly adjusts every single person in the room down a number, except for you and her. Tiffany is a CN6 now, de la Nuit all the way down to 7, like Alexandra Mendez and as-yet-uninspected Rachell Farnswerth. Poor Lizzy Cahill is a CN 1 now.

The great and famous Darya Lee, right back down to CN10.

Finally, it's Felicity's turn, but when T'Kimberly adjusts her, rather than going from 7 to 6, her CN says 27. "Woah, even me?!" she says, suddenly panicked.

"Even every last one y'all bitches. What you ain't understand about it?"

Biggson says, "woah, twenty-fuckin-seven? Is... is that a True CN?! Ma'am!"

Felicity bites her lip. "Yeah. I'm actually Vice Job Allocator." A few people in the room gasp, this title apparently holding a lot of import for them. Given the fairly low status of most of the people in here though, like you, most of the crowd just waits to find out what it means.

"Holy shit," says Biggson, "this is an egregious **** of power and I'm filing a report immediately! You stepped in it now, you CN 4 trash! You have no idea what you're fuckin with!" He sets to work on his scanner right away, which reminds you, you need to fill out the results for Carnalgas, and probably for another T'Kimberly Inspection. The last Inspection of your Volunteer RJD, and an extra Volunteer as well! You give Carnalgas super high scores and add a comment about how frustrating it is to Inspect her Remotely. Your dick hardens up again just imagining what those big beautiful curves must feel like up close.

"This is why you don't make a low CN the Adjustor General!" mumbles one of Biggson's cronies, who have also been adjusted for failing to suck your dick voluntarily.

Carnalgas, T'Kimberly, and anyone not actually present in the room, like Jacklyn Holmes, are all safe. Most of the people in the room are resigned to their fate, but Felicity and Biggson are both quite busy. "Done!" says Biggson, when he submits his report. You submit the scores for T'Kimberly as well, giving her average numbers all around, no adjustment recommendations or anything. "You failed that nasty little bitch, right Inspector?" he asks you.

"Nope, she passed. She sucks dick alright. No need for any action." You're starting to sound pretty official about this Inspection stuff.

"What?! Are you kidding!?"

Felicity lowers her scanner, and clears her throat. The beautiful, busty girl whose been smiling and serving you coffees since you first moved to this neighbourhood, has a serious look on her face, and she tells the room, but also Biggson, "You're right, this is not how the new Social Jobs were supposed to work."

"Ha!" says Biggson triumphantly.

"While we piloted the Body Inspector and Body Inspector General Social Jobs, we wanted to be sure to limit the power of the Job. We needed to know that Body Inspectors would be motivated to Inspect honestly and would not **** the position for personal gain."

"Haha yeah it's not like he's Spot Inspector, am I right!?" shouts a bystander to some laughter.

Felicity ignores it, and continues her speech. "So far, we've seen the Body Inspector General work tirelessly to complete his RJDs, and in doing so, he's had to leverage assistance for all kinds of people with other Social Jobs, including Confiscators, Adjustors, and more."

"Haha like smoking hot news anchors!" shouts another bystander.

"As Vice Job Allocator, I made the decision to assign young Ms. Tanner the Social Job of Adjustor General, and she's done fine work, but it was always an interim position, to replace Ms. de la Nuit and to ensure the work would get done while we... ironed out some kinks. At this time, however, I won't be assigning any more RJDs for either position."

"Wait," says Tiffany Oliphander, Felicity's shamed and naked Manager. "You've been the one assigning all these RJDs?"

Felicity just ignores her and continues. "I'm officially cancelling all of the following Social Jobs: Adjustor, Confiscator, Compliance Officer, and a few other Enforcement-related Jobs, including my own Job, Social Job Allocator. We'll be rolling all these responsibilities up into a new Inspector role, who will be responsible for Inspecting people in general, comprehensively Reviewing their CN, Social Job, RJDs, and more, and then enforcing and enacting all the necessary changes at once, directly, without all this bureaucratic nonsense."

There are gasps all around the room as people realize what this means. Felicity has just stripped most of the power from everyone in the room, and they're checking their scanners to confirm it.

"What about the Inspector General?" asks Darya Lee, holding out her microphone for Felicity.

Felicity leans into the mic and says, "As Vice Job Allocator, I am assigning myself as well as the ex-Inspector General John Doe the new Social Job 'Inspector'. The rest of you will get your new Social Jobs shortly... as soon as we assign them to you." For this last bit, she reveals the slightest grin.

"Do you see yourself..." Darya Lee is already asking the tough questions, but Felicity shoves the mic out of her face and vaults over the counter, her huge titties almost flopping out of her top and apron. She strides over to you with more confidence than the rest of the room combined, grabs you by the neck, and pulls you in for a wet kiss, pressing herself against you and feeling you all over.

"Congrats," she says, and continues to make out with you. "Now what do you want to do with all these potential Inspectees?"

"That depends," you say, smooching and groping her back.

"On what, how hot they are? Or how compliant? Or how slutty or busty?"

"It depends on what my next RJDs are, fellow Inspector." If you understand it right, you and Felicity can basically just write each others' RJDs now.

She grins a wide smile for you and grabs your, junk. "Okay, Inspector, let's get to work."