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GITJ Post 340: A Saturday at Melissa's, p15 (11:18pm)

I was laying in Melissa’s lap, her hand idly stroking my hair as we were apparently waiting for someone to bring me a cup of milk. She wanted to settle my stomach before bed, and forgive me I was just so enthralled by this gorgeous young woman (and exhausted by my evening) that I didn’t complain at all. Yeah, it was emasculating, embarrassing, even infantalizing, the treatment I was receiving. Certainly it was not the actions and behavior a semi-successful, almost-middle-aged physician sh...

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GITJ Post 339: A Saturday at Melissa’s, p14 (11PM)

She knew it. Melissa Monroe, new Office Manager at Far Horizons Medical Associates, knew she was getting what she wanted. First, she loved moments like this, quiet moments with him. He was laying, sprawled out and unconscious, on top of the rumpled sheets and crisp cotton comforter of the bed she was using while she stayed here at her mom’s big new house. She was laying beside him. She’d slipped ...

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GITJ Character Focus: Shanette Stevens

Ok here's something new. I'm starting to assemble these character sheets to help myself and readers keep our players organized. It'll be a cloud doc that I'll hope to update, edit and change as the character develops and our story progresses. Available for Bigger-Cup supporters here at Patreon only. They'll also have links to any posts here in which the character is tagged.

First up: Shanette. Longtime friend and an important member of the Missy squad:

2023-04-17 14:00:00 +0000 UTC View Post

GITJ Post 338: A Saturday at Melissa's, p13 (10:20pm: Dr. J)

I shudder to think back on it now, but I had my face buried in Melissa’s hair as we left the assembled crowd of my employees. They buzzed all around us in the great room of her house and I could hear them talking about me. But if this was embarrassing, being brought away from the evening party like a little kid, then the silken sea of her shampoo’d mane was a soft, scented sanctuary. She smelled of lilacs. I didn’t, at this point in the day, have the strength of will to look at anyone, ...

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GITJ Post 337: A Saturday at Melissa’s, p12 (10PM: Melissa)

<<bong. bong.>>

That clock, that silly clock of my mom’s in the great room, was chiming for ten o’clock.

<<Bong. Bong.>>

I was walking downstairs, in the cute new outfit and heels I’d picked up at the mall this afternoon, after changing in my bedroom while he napped again downstairs. This evening was going so well we were doing so good...

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Growing into the Job, Book Ten

The next biggest thing for your weird-ass library, posts 259-280 of Growing into the Job, made all nice-like by YT. Complete with some extra imagery, and my deepest thanks to highest-level Patrons.

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While we're waiting...

...for Steve to finish the next post, Kiki here thought she'd give you something nice to look at. He promises he's working hard :)

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GITJ Book Ten Coming Soon

On its way/heating up the presses, the next assemblage of our story. This'll bring us to Post 280 and past 1000 pages of this stuff you people seem to like so much :) 

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GITJ Post 336: A Saturday at Melissa's, p11 (9pm: Randi)

We were kinda sorta still watching the movie, another superhero thing that was in the theaters a couple years or so ago. Sushi had all been cleaned up, and we’d let him start to recover, dialing back on our, uh, whatever they called these things - pheromones. Missy was reclined, he was cuddled up into her and had been put back into some loose clothes after he’d complained a bit. Most of us were s...

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Patreon Only: Some Family Photos

Dr. J was able to kill some free time perusing old family photos at Missy's mom place, and I thought maybe you guys could, too. The next series of posts in this scene, as we go through Saturday night, are each shaping up to be big ones and may take me a little longer to get out to you all. So, enjoy looking through some of these if you'd like; new post will be coming as soon as I can get it done.

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GITJ Post 335: A Saturday at Melissa's, p10 (8pm, Dr. J)

“Oh good you’ve got him out of his wet stuff. Laundry going. Is he still sleeping?” I heard someone ask. 

“No…he’s just waking up…”

“Ooo he’s shivering,” said someone else, “Get him off that cold floor...”

It had taken me a few minutes to start to come to. I’d begun to drift back to some form of consciousness, laying there on the tile floor...

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GITJ Post 334: A Saturday at Melissa's, p9 (7pm: Cici)

No, Cynthia Carlisle was not invited to their little pool party. No, Cynthia was not drinking wine, ordering take out, or watching movies with friends. No, Cici was not in the place she’d want to be most, cuddled up with him on the couch, buried under blankets trying to keep him warm after an evening swim like the rest of them were doing, right at this moment..

What was Cynthia Carlisle doing...

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GITJ Post 333: A Saturday at Melissa’s, p8 (6PM: Lakshmi)

“Hi there,” I said, watching his eyes go wide and his mouth drop seeing me, standing there in Melissa’s downstairs bathroom, my leggings pulled down past my bottom. Instead of screaming and panicking like I would have done just three months ago if a boy walked in on me changing, I just stood there. I was calm, and I let him look at me. I had nothing to be embarrassed about. I was proud of my bo...

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GITJ Post 332: A Saturday at Melissa’s, p7 (5PM: Shanette)

”So,” I started, after an early hug hello in the middle of the mall, like, center-hallway-thing, “tell me about the TV station. You were there a long time.” Melissa of course looked great, all gussied-up and professional in a short purple dress.

“Omigod yes Shanette,” Missy agreed, stepping back and throwing her long dark hair over her shoulder as we started walking. We were headed ...

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GITJ Post 331: A Saturday at Melissa's, p6 (4pm: Aubrey)

Okay, so this is really really embarrassing. But he asked me to show this to you, to help tell the story. This is, like, part of my journal entry for that night at Melissa’s mom’s place, where she was staying now. She’d invited us over to hang out. Some of the girls snapped some pictures, so I’m putting those in too.

I’ve been writing my journal, kinda making up stories a...

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GITJ Post 330: A Saturday at Melissa's, p.5 (3PM: A Dream)

He dreamt he was on hands and knees, crawling through the soft grass of a fruit orchard. The world smelled of spring flowers and, strangely, of fabric softener. A gauzy fabric, like a veil, obscured. His face was warm, very warm.

“Girls…! He’s over here..! On the couch…!”

“There he is..!”

“Shhhh, he’s asleep…”

“Haha Omigod..! He’s naked! I me...

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Patreon Only Images: News Team 5

New additions over at Channel 5, sure to help ratings.

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GITJ Post 329: A Saturday at Melissa's, p4 (2pm: Alicia Ray)

“Thanks sooo much for coming in,” I told her, smiling my best but by this point gritting my teeth and just counting the moments ‘til she was gone, “you’re totally ready. You’re going to do great next week.”

Actually, there was something about this huge girl - Melissa Monroe, queen and manager of the medical practice that had been chosen as one of the hives for the movemen...

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GITJ Post 328: A Saturday at Melissa's, p3 (1pm: Shanette)


                                  Ooooo my boobs are swelling just thinking of bringing him here.

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GITJ Post 327: A Saturday at Melissa's, p2 (12PM, Dr. J)

And that’s how I found myself gripping her big pink double-K-cup bra, walking down the stairs, periodically drawing a deep breath from it.

I’d woken again another hour later, mortified to find my face still pressed into the right cup of the bra she’d left me on her pillow aside me. She figured I’d want  “to snuggle with it”. I’d certainly more than snuggled with it and quickly realized I’d need to clean myself and - best I could - these sheets. I’d peeled my face ...

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GITJ Post 326: A Saturday at Melissa's, p1 (11AM: Dr. J)

When I woke up again, finally, I found her gone.

In the early Saturday sunlight I stretched, arms out, toes curling, and groaned in utter relaxation. I was naked, and the morning sheets smelled nice, the pillows still soft. She’d opened the shades for me - it was a beautiful day - and set my phone and a glass of water by the bed. I needed both. Checking the time and my texts - only from her, ...

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Melissssy Says...

So it looks like Melissssy crawled partway out of Uncanny Valley with a little message for her followers. Sound on.

Would love feedback lol.

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GITJ Post 325: The Experiment

The tall redhead put down her tea and turned back away from the floor-to-ceiling window, looking over the cityscape. They were on one of the uppermost floors of a highrise, one of the movement’s outposts here on the West Coast. It had been headquarters for a shipping company at one time, one of the many corporations that were being all but absorbed under the mother umbrella. The old  “G” l...

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GITJ Post 324: A Date with Her Chest, Epilogue

Jay….” came a soft, singsong voice, rousing me from slumber and into a dream. I knew it was morning, and I knew I’d been sound asleep. For a long, long while...


Jayyyyy…

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was that I wasn't in bed alone. Melissa lay on her side next to me. She was staring at me with a dreamy smile and watched as m...

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Sex Scenes? Wha?


hey hey Patrons. So now that we have our happy couple going at it, Melissa and I are up for suggestions for upcoming sex scenes. No promises we can get to everything everyone wants but we'd love to hear some input on what you'd like to see (at their current sizes, at least for starters). Positions, situations, clothing - it's all on the table, and of course we have all our own ideas. Let u...

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GITJ Post 323: A Date with Her Chest, p3

“So that’s my mom’s room…she keeps it closed when she’s not here,” Melissa explained to him, as she carried him in her arms down the upstairs balcony, off of which the sleeping quarters were found. She’d been giving him an ersatz tour, after suggesting they take the rest of the dinner upstairs, so he could ‘really rest’. After climaxing in his pants, Dr. J had become groggy, but with a little encouragement and some - mostly unconscious on her part - modulations in p...

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GITJ Post 322: A Date with her Chest, p2


“Thank youuuu..!!” she called after the delivery guy, waving as he turned once more to catch one last glimpse of the holy shit galactic-level babe that had answered the door and taken the food from his awestruck hands. She watched him stumble over the stone steps that led out to the circular drive, and found herself giggling. Men were funny. But: she needed to get back to Jay! So, in a...

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GITJ Post 321: A Date with Her Chest, p1

MANIFEST: My breasts are perfect, and huge. He loves huge breasts. When he thinks of my breasts he thinks of comfort and good things.  My breasts are all he needs for warmth and protection. The larger they grow, the more they can provide for him. He wants me to provide everything for him. He wants me to be able to do it all and take care of him. Without me he is helpless and in danger. Without my breasts he is cold and afraid.

2023-01-30 15:22:19 +0000 UTC View Post

Patreon Only: Aubrey Interlude

The Patrons have spoken, and new Reception Supervisor Aubrey Henson will be giving our hapless hero a ride tonight, to his date. Please excuse the totally non-canon animations (that wallpaper...the old-timey phone) but since you liked the photo of her in this top, she thought she'd share.

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“Oooo yes, of course!” I’d answered, trying to keep from squealing when Melissa called me to ask me to drive him to her new place to...

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Poll: Who Gets to Drive?

Which of our lesser-known FHMA employees pictured in the earlier post ends up driving Dr. J to his date?

<<EDIT - getting close to closing the poll, Aubrey's in the lead. New post imminent! If you haven't already get your voice heard!>> 

<<EDIT 2: It’s Aubrey, as this writing. Interlude post live And now working on next scene>

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