You approach the counter.

You approach the counter. Felicity and her trainee both recognize you, the former giving you a warm smile while the latter sighs. Felicity's trainee is pretty cold, you've never seen her be nice to anyone. You check her IDTag for her name, Becky, CN 5, before remembering, a scan will give you even more info!

Name Rebecca Isaacson
CitizenNumber 3
Measurements: 31B, 28, 30
SocialJob CustomerService

Awesome, she's clearly gotten the job here to fulfill some RJD of hers. Your luck strikes you again as your mouth waters imagining sucking her nipples behind the counter...instead of 'Inspect two B Cups' or whatever, your job might have said 'Serve 12 steaks to higher CNs!' You don't have to understand this system in order to keep loving it for the next year.

"How you doing today?" Felicity ask you, a welcoming smile across her pink lips.

"It's a great day, Felicity! I'll have a mocha, and dump in a little something, if you got it back there." Felicity has always been a sweetheart, but she's been known to splash 'a little something' in her customers' drinks if they request. At least, she's been putting 'a little something' in yours ever since you caught her sneaking a swig near the beginning of her shift one time! She waves Becky off to get your drink while she rings it up.

"Why's it such a great day?" Is Felicity joking? She really didn't see what went on at the back of the line?

"Well, I just got my next Social Job term, you know I was a Spot Owner before." You're still trying to figure out how to ask to inspect her. You'll probably do the B Cup thing, 'respectfully', with Becky first. Maybe that will explain the situation and Felicity will just totally get it.

"Yeah, I know! It's not like I haven't seen you jump a line 400 times..." That's right, before today you hadn't typically wandered around bragging about your job, but Felicity would have noticed anyway. You wonder, what's Felicity's SJ anyway? You aim your scanner at her IDTag, but you see it and you stop. It's not the same one she had on last week. It says "Felicity CN7." She got Adjusted at the same time as you?! Just in time to avoid your Full Inspection! Damn! Now the best you can do is Inspection III) The BI is granted access to Briefly Inspect any and all Citizen Bodies where the Inspectee's CN is equal to the Inspector's. You've fantasized about the titties dangling behind that apron for a while now...a 'Respectful' and therefore inherently 'Brief' Inspection just doesn't seem like the thing.

Becky interrupts your drifting thoughts with your latte. You don't stay depressed long. Back to your duty.

"Thanks, Becky, but can I ask you for a cup of ice too, please?"

She glares at you, and then at Felicity. "You didn't say 'Iced Mocha,' F."

"He didn't want an Iced Mocha, B, he just wants a cup of ice..." Felicity replies. You've actually never seen her be snippy like that. Becky can be pretty off-putting though. You're still pretty excited to conduct an Inspection with her, hell maybe bring her down a notch.

"Well what does he want it for then?" Becky asks Felicity, and before you can answer, Felicity blurts out:

"I DUNNO MAYBE TO RUB ON YOUR NIPPLES WHILE HE INSPECTS YOUR ANGRY LITTLE TITTIES."

You both stare at her, dumbfounded. How did she know?

"This month, I'm a Job Allocator." You're both still staring so she says, "Go ahead, scan my IDTag."

So you do, and sure enough:

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

"I actually recommended you for the BI Social Job, after I saw you execute on Spot Ownership so well." You can't believe what you're hearing right now. "So you gonna inspect those angry little tits or what?"

You reach to tap the Scanner, Becky's ripe little handfuls mere seconds away from your totally legal grasp. But you realize...this angry little bitch is CN3...you could feel her up through her apron and uniform and sure you'd be closer to the next RJDs...or you could just claim access for a regular, complete Inspection. You almost forget about Felicity for a sec. CN3 is basically trash, but you've never seen it laid out so starkly as this.

You jump up on the counter and point down at it. "Up here, Becky. Time for a full Inspection." You look around the room. Some of the customers are still trying to ignore the goings on, but most have put aside whatever they were up to to watch the spectacle.

Becky climbs up on the countertop and sniffles. You order her. "On your knees, Becky." She hesitates.

"He said ON YOUR KNEES, B!" shouts Felicity. Becky drops to her knees immediately. "So, I'm not actually allowed to Inspect her; you've gotta do that yourself. I dunno if you know that. I have a lot of details about your job. You're doing great by the way!" Wow, who is this woman?

Becky is still sniffling, so you remove her apron for her. Then her top, unbuttoning each button slowly, making sure to graze her breast as you do so. Once her shirt is unbuttoned, you let it fall to her waist, still tucked into her black uniform slacks. You unhook her bra and toss it over your shoulder into the café. Then the ice. You pull a cube daintily from the cup and rub it around her erect, pink nipple. At the first touch she shudders, but as you rub it around, it just makes her nipple and the flesh around it harder and harder. Goosebumps break out on her pale breast flesh, and you surprise her with a cube on the other nipple. "Uuuwwww," she shudders. You're not going wait for the whole cube to melt though.

This Inspection isn't even required to be 'Respectful'. In one swift motion, you yank her pants, panties, half-tucked shirt, everything, down to her knees, and pull her towards you. You explore her mouth with your tongue for the few moments it takes to free your dick, which has been raging since you first got the news this morning, and then you ram it in. Her little titties can wait, this pussy is fresh and hot. Becky is bawling as you ram her, but she knows she must comply with the Inspection. You glance at the customers, most of whom are recording the event on their Scanners...not likely for Social Job purposes.

Becky's juicy pussy is tight and comfortable, and your cock swells as you grab her ass and ram her pelvis onto it harder. Her little body is wracked from the pleasure, pain, and **** of it all. You feel your balls spasm, raging to release, and in the moment, you glance over at Felicity.

Is she touching herself?

Her hand flies out from under her apron, and she grabs a tamper from the espresso machine nearby, trying to look busy.

You climax and jizz inside Becky, groaning. She collapses on the countertop, exhausted, hair disheveled, clothes piled up at her shoes. A few customers cheer and clap. One woman hurries out. You feel a tap on your shoulder. Felicity is still holding the stainless steel tamper. "You know B here was a virgin right? Now that that's done with, maybe you wanna inspect her with..." She's gesturing with the tamper. You like where this is going! This other side of Felicity is so unexpected! Why'd she stop though?

Felicity is looking at something behind you. Something from the back office.

You turn slowly around, putting your dick back in your pants. Standing in the office door, a door you've only ever seen closed before, is Tiffany, CN8, the café Manager.