Probably not. You're doing your duty.

You've never seen Tiffany before, but you're getting better at this and you scan her IDTag right away.

Name Tiffany Oliphander
CitizenNumber 8
Measurements 37D, 30, 34
SocialJob Confiscator

A confiscator, huh? She could maybe make trouble for you. Her tits though! This café manager is 6 feet tall, plus stiletto heels, plus a high, fake blonde pony-tail. Her tits are each as big as your head, and she looks pretty good still managing to fill out her cheap, poorly cut, grey manager's suit. She's wearing nude colored panty-hose under her short skirt to top it off.

"Wow, this is new." Apparently Tiffany's never run across anything like the shoe shine you passed by that one day. She might need an explanation. Meanwhile her trainee is kneeling on the counter in front of her, leaking cum all over the countertop. "That's a health code violation for sure!"

"No, Miss O, he's just doing his job! He's a body Inspector!"

"Oh I understand. He's a bothersome horndog for certain, but he's not doing anything illegal. This one, however, is in possession of evidence I'll need to be confiscating."

"What?!" Becky can't believe it. She's crying, half-naked on the counter. You see Tiffany tap tap tap her Scanner murmuring E..Vi...Dence..Of...A...Vi...o...lation!", and she yanks Becky's clothes away from her.

"Gonna have to confiscate all this messy shit." She bundles up Becky's clothes and walks right back into the office, leaving the naked barista in training to cry onto her Scanner screen in front of everyone.

Meanwhile Felicity is tapping her Scanner too. "Gonna have to commend Miss O for that one! Anyway, don't forget to log your inspection, dude!" Oh yeah! Wow, Felicity really does have a better handle on your SJ than you do! You file the Inspection, a standard Type I Inspection. You rate Becky's body as excellent, especially her pussy, but when it comes to attire, you're not sure what to put.

"Felicity, maybe you can help me, since you're a Job Allocator. I just don't know what to do on some of these Inspections. Like what should I put for attire rating, she's wearing a uniform!"

"I dunno, just put what you thought. Did you like it? It fit well? Colors match? She show enough skin?"

"Really? All that stuff?"

"Yeah what's the problem?" Felicity's clearly got it in for Becky, but maybe that's also really your job. You rate her attire a 3 and send the report.

The office door opens once again, Tiffany poking her head through. "K, evidence submitted. You're fired, by the way, Rebecca, for violating health code, so get the fuck outta here, k?"

"Excellent work Miss O!" says an enthusiastic Felicity.

"Back to work, Felicity!" snaps Tiffany, slamming the door.

"You gonna hit that too?" says some rando in the café, referring to the manager.

"Shucks. Not at the moment, I guess." Suddenly bored, he shrugs and walks out. You turn towards Felicity as another rando approaches. She jerks her eyes in the rando's direction, though, so you spin around to see who's there.

It's not a rando, but two cute, young ladies from the back of the café.

"Saw your show." The one on the left's IDTag says 'Lizzy CN5'. She's a short teen with the tops of her perky little tits poking out above her tank top. She's pretty cute.

"You all inspected out?" Says the other, licking her lips. Her IDTag says 'Alexandra, CN 9'. She's a fox plain and simple, wearing torn up black jeans that barely hug her hips, and a ripped up t-shirt and leather jacket, covering her chest completely, but leaving her toned stomach and sapphire-pierced navel to shine unhindered.

Holy shit, a hot teen CN9...coming onto you? This job brings out all the ... weirdos. Sluts? You hope it's the latter.

"Charming, Alexandra, but the thing is, I don't think I can legally Inspect you. You're a higher CN than me, and above my level, all I can do is 'Respectfully Inspect some B Cups'."

"K well that's clearly Lizzy here, cuz she's a B Cup. I'm a C, but maybe you could Inspect me...just for the sake of comparison? Not an official inspection, just a favor for a friend." She twirls a lock of dirty blonde hair around her finger, tongue pressing the inside of her cheek. Is she playing with you?

"Let's go." Says Lizzy and grabs your wrist. You let yourself be escorted to the bathroom, where Lizzy sits on the back of the toilet, and Alexandra on the sink. Lizzy's legs are spread wide, and you glance at her soft, young thighs. "So, what's it involve then, an Inspection." She closes her legs and reopens them. They've gotta be messing with you.

"Well, I'm officially required to 'Respectfully Inspect' someone with ..." but Alexandra cuts you off.

"Yeah, we saw you earlier big guy. You messed up that L'Kwatever chick and her floppy-tits mama pretty good. We saw what a 'Brief Inspection' involves, or whatever, so why don't you just do whatever that is, fill out your paperwork, and then get to feeling us up for real already!"

Unwilling to keep Alexandra and her friend Lizzy waiting, you stride over to the toilet and raise your hands in a cupped position in front of Lizzy, fingers curled like you're gonna grab her! Then you lean in slowly, prompting Lizzy to giggle, and recoil. Finally, you reach, and squeeze her little tits, once, quickly, pulling away immediately. You look down to your scanner "10 outta 10, 10, another 10, yep every category. Okay, Log's filed!" You clap your hands together, "let's get to business!"

But just as it has been with Lizzy and Alexandra since they first approached you, you're still one step behind. Lizzy's tank top and bra are on the back of the toilet, while she's climbing down off it and approaching you. Alexandra is dropping her leather jacket in the sink, taking her time pulling her torn up shirt over her head.

Lizzy strides up to you and jumps up onto your body. You're basically **** to catch her, but she's light and lithe, so you hold her against your pelvis and she wraps her legs around you. You suck on her firm little nipples and bury your face in her chest. She giggles and your cock pushes hard against your jeans. You could go for a full Inspection on this one... but you'd miss out on ...

Alexandra. She pulls the shirt up over her head, letting her just-messy-enough, dirty blonde locks spill down over her striking cheekbones and sharp jaw line. She bats her long eyelashes at you and you look her up and down, taking in her beautiful, toned body and her juicy tits ... in a wonder bra? She fucking with you? She said she was a C Cup, but there's no way. Like, she's gorgeous, but there's no way.

"Something wrong?" Lizzy felt your distraction. You nibble on her nipple and she laughs. You debate calling Alexandra out on her C claim, but decide it can wait. The wonder bra's coming off anyway...

She drops the support underwear into the sink with her jacket and shirt, and saunters toward you, beautiful, round, brown-nippled B Cups, definitely B Cups, pointing at you as they sway. You grab her and pull her in. You make out with the girls for a while, making sure to grope their perky little tits, but also making sure not to stop without rubbing them through their jeans and feeling up the rest of their supple, half-naked bodies.

"So what do you think? Whose would you rate better?" Alexandra is anxious to know, as she puts her bra back on. You're curious what the system says about her so you scan her IDTag.

Alexandra Mendez
CitizenNumber 9
Measurements 30B, 25, 28
SocialJob Student

It even says B on the scan. What's her deal? "Well, for my Inspection, I'm only logging one of these, you know? And it's not like it requires me to compare and contrast them. Look, I'm giving you excellent ratings Lizzy, across the board." Lizzy winks at you. She hasn't put her shirt back on yet.

Alexandra's not leaving it. "Okay, but which pair is 'nicer'?!" she says, cupping her own tits now back in their wonderbra. You first thought she was kinda hotter than Lizzy...but now you're not so sure which one you're into more. Their titties are both beautiful young pairs of B cups, with only a little tan to differentiate Alexandra's tanned tatas from Lizzy's paler breasts.

You could just tell Alexandra you like hers better and move on with your life, and your amazing job. You could also bring her down a peg and tell her you like Lizzy's better.

Then it occurs to you...You filed your paperwork, but you haven't checked your new RJD yet!

1) The BI will log any single inspection of type I, II, or III. COMPLETE
2) The BI will Respectfully Inspect any Citizens' Booty where the Inspectee's CN is lower than the Inspector's. COMPLETE
3) The BI will Respectfully Inspect any Citizens' Breasts where the cups are B or smaller. COMPLETE
4) The BI will Briefly Inspect any Citizen's Breasts where the Inspectee's CN is 8 or lower. (0/2)
5) The BI will conduct any 5 standard Inspections. (0/5)

You walk out of the bathroom, into the now mostly emptied out café. The late morning crowd has dispersed for a variety of reasons, and you don't see Becky anywhere, Felicity's running the place by herself. She grins knowingly at you as you walk out with the other two teenagers. Definitely gonna have to get that Manager back out here...

But you hear shouting from outside, muffled as it comes to you through the walls of the café. "There's some kind of commotion going on out there," offers Felicity.

You grab your latte, now cooled just to the right drinking temperature it turns out, and sip it as you head out the front door.