Have Katia park the jeep and meet you inside

"We'll be in the salon for a little while, Katia, so why don't you park the car and meet us inside?" You can't tell if she's more bothered or excited by your request, but you can tell Nadia doesn't like it.

She hurries toward the doors but you grasp the strap of her purse and yank her back toward you. "Not so fast Nadia. I wouldn't feel right letting you out of my sight with your chronic Made-Up Condition. Please try to stay close."

Nadia stands still, her fists clenched in obedient rage.

You look around at all the people, picking out potential targets for quick inspections. The mall has no shortage of hot teenagers and MILFs, and even the occasional retail or food service worker would make for a good inspection. Not everyone you inspect has to be a supermodel. If you inspect someone and she doesn't get stellar scores, that's still doing your job.

You decide to skip the randos outside. The salon will be full of female bodies to inspect.

Walking into the salon, you see immediately that you were right. Codi and Jasmine are here, sitting on the sofa in the waiting area with a third friend you don't recognize. The salon is busy, filled with stylists and customers, every one of which is a potential inspectee. You don't even make it past the doorway, though, because the huge-breasted hottie in a black tank top and apron stops you at the front counter with a "Welcome!"

"Hello," you answer, reading her nametag and pulling out your clipboard. "Why don't you show me those big old boobies you got under that apron? And what's your family name, Tova?"

She slips her apron off over her head and places it on the counter. You write in "Robinson" and look up to take in the sights before asking her age. She pulls her shirt and bra up to her neck, spilling her huge titties out over her chest. They bounce visibly as they settle but she just smiles at you, happy to participate in an inspection of her tits, perhaps expecting to do well. While these are easily the greatest tits you've ever seen, you're not sure they deserve a 10.

You write in a 9/10 for breasts and are distracted from the inspection by thoughts of Nadia's mom's tits pressing together in the cleavage of her low-cut dress. "Sir, will there be anything else?" Salon girl Tova is still holding her shirt up to show you her tits.

From behind you in the mall corridor, a young man shouts "Killer tits, babe!"

"Ugh, get a haircut!" she yells in response. While happy to show her tits off for inspection, Tova doesn't seemed thrilled at all the stares from passersby. You blink a few times just staring at her titties. "Wanna feel em?"

You're almost hypnotized by the big floppy jugs in front of you as she pulls her shirt and bra up over her head and puts them away with the apron. She leans in and lets her magnificent breasts rest on the counter. You reach out and squeeze, roll them over each other on the countertop and heft their awesome weight in your palms. Your dick grows firm and urgent in your pants and you glance down the form you're filling out, considering the other inspection categories. Maybe these tits are a ten, too.

"You wanna fuck em?" Tova is asking you to keep inspecting her and your balls are asking you to keep inspecting her. You practically tear your pants off and climb up onto the counter. Tova climbs up onto the counter too and lies down, brushing her thick curly hair to the side and pushing her big floppy tits together for your dick to slide in.

Your dick vanishes in her cleavage and it's not long before you spurt a few loads of cum in her pretty freckled face. She squints at it but licks it off where she can.

"Did you have an appointment?" she says as the two of you climb down from the counter. You are filling in a 7 on vocalization, but you really don't know what else to put down. There is no 'Proficiency' score for breasts. Really it was a pretty quick inspection. She wipes your cum off her face with her tank top, shrugging about it and discarding it in the trash afterward. She ties back on her apron, but leaves the bra, shooting you a glance and posing to show off some sideboob.

You decide to make up for the lack of scores by adding some custom categories.

Name: Tova Robinson Age: 19

Attractiveness: 7/10

Breasts: 9/10

Mouth: __/10 - Oral Proficiency: __/10

Vagina: __/10 - Vaginal Proficiency: __/10

Ass: __/10 - Anal Proficiency: __/10

Handjob Proficiency: __/10

Vocalization: 7/10

____Style_______: 4/10

post-inspection style: 8/10

________________: __/10

________________: __/10

Additional Notes: ____"Killer tits, babe"______________________

Inspector's Signature: John Doe

You hand Tova her inspection results and say "No appointment, I'm just here to inspect people." Nadia groans, and Tova nods, mostly ignoring you while she reads her results.

You survey the salon to decide on your next inspection. The place is full, every station occupied with customers getting cuts and dyes and even braids.

Codi is sitting with a magazine, glaring at you over the top of it. Her fake blonde is in need of a refresher, which is probably why she's here. She's fit and hot like Nadia otherwise, but with a worse case of resting bitchface.

Jasmine is swiping up and down on her phone, probably slicing fruit or something, and clearly enjoying herself as you can hear her humming to herself even as she slurps on a lollipop. A little softer than her friends, Jasmine's body is just as delightful to look at, everything from her bust to her lips just a little bit plush. Her chestnut brown pig-tail cut is messy, but flatters her cute round face.

Then there's the random friend they've brought along. You don't know her, and hadn't really noticed her before, perhaps because of the frumpy crap she's wearing. She's got a heavy plaid flannel over a thick black pocket tee, and baggy cargo pants that sag low on her butt. A brand new, oversized baseball cap with the local team's rooster mascot is pulled so low you can barely see her eyes.

"I'm Casey!" she says, catching you staring.

"Hi Casey, I'm John."

Shaking your hand she looks at you sideways, "The John? Ex-boyfriend to Nadia John? Female Body Inspector John?"

Nadia groans, answering for you.

"Wow, well it's nice to meet you, John." Casey smiles and you hear Nadia's mom's voice in the doorway behind you.

"Oh John, you met Casey, no?" You hear Katia's slight accent when she says the J in your name and your dick starts waking right back up. "Her family just moved here last week from...Ohio was it?"

"That's right Mrs. Stevenson." Casey sits back down.

You're ready for the next inspection, there are almost too many options in front of you, and most of them seem ready for their inspections too, each of these fine women watching you and waiting to see who will be next. Nadia is the only real exception.

Finally Codi mutters "what, you don't see anything you like?"

Jasmine follows up, without looking away from her phone game, "maybe just wait on the new girl though, like, cuz we brought her here for a makeover."