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AGAIN with Post 460.

Gah. The Watchful Eye still has it out for poor 460. Please reach out to me if you need it, and I'll get it to you.

Growing into the Job, Post 463: A Morning Together, p4

Mmmph! It’s like I titfucked his whole body, and now he’s gone limp. Soon enough…haha…soon enough it will be like all of him will fit in therrrre.

She held him like that for a long while, cooing clucks and purrs, enjoying the feeling of just holding him, and letting him enjoy the warm strength of her body as the hot water bathed them both, keeping him wet and smooth in her hands. After a bit, she took, finally, to cleaning herself up. With him still in her arms, held to...

Growing into the Job, Post 462: A Morning Together, p3

“M-Melissa, I can... I can do this myself, you know,” he said, as she stepped him into the bathroom. Melissa had started running the hot water through the shower several minutes ago and the air in the tiny bathroom was already thick with steam. 

Melissa laughed gently. “Shhh, Jay. You’re tired, right? And I’m not going to let my little man work too hard today. It’s Saturday!” she giggled, “Let me take care of you after a hard week.” She opened the fl...

Growing into the Job, Post 461: A Morning Together, p2

“I’m…I’m not a baby,” I told her, experiencing a rare moment of clarity in my tiny apartment on that early, sunlit, morning. I’d been screwed and used for my cock more times than I could count already, and it wasn’t even noon - barely ten AM, I think. Still naked, still in bed, so far not allowed to leave, I was happy to do it, to help satisfy my girlfriend Melissa’s staggering needs. After last night’s gala, where she’d been the main attraction, she was still on an...

GITJ Post 459: People are Weird

”R-Randi…what’s up?” answered Josie Jensen, young medical assistant at Far Horizons Me-...Far Horizons Evolution Center, “It’s, like, not even eight o’clock.” Her phone had buzzed her out of a nicely deep sleep, and she needed to rub the gunk out of her eyes to glance at her friend Lakshmi, still sleeping with her back towards her on the far side of the king-sized bed.

Growing into the Job, Post 458: Gala, Epilogue 3 (Bliss for the Coronado Brood)

Ahaha holy shit holy shit holy shit! thought Agent 0FHMA063 - ahhh, excuse me, old paperwork here…uh, there it is…correction, Agent 0FHEC063, falling back onto the bunk she’d been assigned here at Site004 as the electric feeling grabbed her, started shivering through her bones, This is fucking amazing. Nnnghahaha 2024-09-20 13:01:16 +0000 UTC View Post

Lakshmi Says: Welcome to A New Family Order

I though I'd share this little clip of my mom I had on my phone from a few years ago. Now her hair has started to go gray. It is just so cute and thought it was just a fleeting moment I think captures the magic she must have had when she was younger, and shows a glimpse of what my mom could be again People say she sometimes she looks like me and that is a big compliment.

I am sharing it because we are about to publish a tangent piece, for Bigger Cup patrons, following my mom and dad at ...

Growing into the Job, Post 457: Gala, Episode 2

“Go on…kiss it,” Melissa giggled, cushioned by her pillowy butt on the stone floor under the statue. She’d just woken her little boyfriend with a nudge of her big, bare feet to his sleepy face, “You kissed her feet, why not kiss mine?”

She watched him carefully and giggled again when he did just that - kiss her sole, the pad of her foot. Then, at her insistence, her big toe. Just li...

Growing into the Job, Post 456: Epilogue 1 (BoomBoom Comes Home)

Late into the night, the streets of Lakshmi’s Vallurupalli’s suburban neighborhood were shrouded in darkness, punctuated only by the occasional flickering of streetlights. Josie’s father’s big black SUV, with his daughter at the wheel, hummed as it cruised down the empty roads. Inside the car, the atmosphere was thick with the remnants of the gala the four young women had just left...

Growing into the Job, Book Fifteen

Here you go, Posts 368 to 388 in .pdf format - with a word of warning. This one made it past our Quality Control Department and has pages from, like, near the beginning to, like, near the end mislabeled as being part of "Book Fourteen". Those responsible have been sacked, and then promptly rehired under the conditions that they don' wanna fix it. Good help is hard to find these days.

Enjoy.

Growing into the Job, Post 455: Gala, p13

“It was so great to meet you tonight, Rina,” said the soon-to-be new Administrative Director of Far Horizons Evolution Center, which would be opening its doors to the public - eek! - this coming Monday. “Are you sure you don’t want me to wake him up? I’m sure he’d love to say hi.”

“No that’s okay, Melissa,” answered Rina Rubens, the ex-illicit ‘girlfriend’ ...

COMING SOON: GITJ Book Fifteen

Give us here at theBasic a couple days and we'll have it ready for you, Posts 368 to 388.

Character Focus: Rina Rubens

Once a happy FHMA employee sleeping with her boss, now a corporate exec, Rina is back. Catch up with her by checking out her deets

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Growing into the Job, Post 454: Gala, p12

Everyone had been adoring Melissa all night, and fawning over me. I was so tired; all this attention had gotten exhausting. 

Just when I thought I might finally get a moment alone, seated again at the foot of the statue perched above the party, in came Morgan, my big blonde Hungarian APRN.  Melissa had finally untethered me from her dress and plopped me here, headed to the ladies’ room with some friends. ‘I’ll be right back, pumpkin,’ she’d told me. I...

Growing into the Job, Post 453: Gala, p11

”It’s hard to remember, but there was a time when a woman actually wanted a man who was taller than them, stronger than them, a man who was able to provide,” the reporter from Channel Five declared to the news camera. The station had been given exclusive TV rights to the Far Horizons grand-opening, coordinated by Lexi Samuels and the media and marketing team of Far Horizon...

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Lakshmi, Melissa and Josie seem to be having a good time, wishing you were there.

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Growing into the Job, Post 452: Gala, p10

Everyone had been watching as the small man - who was kneeling below both the colossal, marble-like statue and his tall, beautiful, encouraging Office Manager - leaned in and kissed the foot of the female monolith. As his lips came into contact with the enormous toe cameras were rolling, flashes were flashing. Inwardly, he couldn't help but recoil at the indignity of the moment, but despite (...

Growing into the Job, Post 451: Gala, p9

Melissa had entered the building...

 Immediately, she saw the awe in their eyes. Women she knew, women she didn’t, and of course all the men. She had friends here, employees. There were leaders from the community, reporters, and a host of others. To a person, each was astonished by her appearance. And yet, she knew: they all like me this way. In a strange ...

Growing into the Job, Post 450: Gala, p8

The room was buzzing with activity.

“OMG! You missed the girl fight.”

 I stumbled on my feet, still half-drunk off the afterglow of Lakshmi’s and Josie's attentions.

“We had to tear Amelia and Angie apart.”

The giggly pair slowly led me through the atrium, the crowd parting for them as  the chatter throughout the gathering washed over me

“Ang...

Growing into the Job, Post 449: Gala, p7 (Interlude re: Rina)

“Who is she again?” Randi asked, taking another swig of champagne as she looked across the crowded atrium. From where she and Marisela now stood, on the raised platform under the statue, it wasn’t necessarily easy to pick the girl out, another curvy figure in a sea of curvy figures. Though Marisela had better eyes than her, Randi had finally been able to spot the red dress after Marisela had s...

Growing into the Job, Post 448: Gala, p6

The physician - disgraced, some would say - ran clumsily through the darkened back hallways of the new wing of the medical facility, while a grand-opening gala grew ever-more celebratory in the building’s soaring main atrium. He’d worked here for much of his adult life but these new corridors were like mazes to him. The sensation of his oversized, flaccid penis hanging out of the fly of his rented suit pants rhythmically slapping against his thigh barely registered to him. His mind was a ...

Growing into the Job, Post 447: Gala, p5

“Do yous think that’ll work?” 

”How will she react when he tells her about what we just did?”

“Yah she may crack the shits.” 

“Girls, he’ll barely remember this conversation…or even seeing us being here. But the doubts will be there.”

“So this will break them up?”

“I don’t know. I actually don’t mind if they’re…whatever. Tog...

Growing into the Job, Post 446

”We have been moving ourselves into the workplace, and you out of it,” Nancy Nunez was saying, speaking from her impromptu soapbox at the feet of the statue and in front of the reporters and news cameras of Channel 5, “enough that we already outnumber you in the workforce more than two to one…”

The city’s mayor-elect, a handsomely fit woman of dark caramel s...

Growing into the Job, Post 445: Gala, p3

“Yeah we call her our queen bee. All our monthly cycles have already changed to match up with hers,” I overheard Katie explaining to Abby, as the small group of us started to drift into the crowd of the big gala event. I was insulated from the throngs by the three big, female bodies of Katie, Abby and Randi. Abby had questions about her friend, Melissa, interested in what had been happening in the office over these past few months. Katie was being forthcoming as Randi waved to someone acr...

Growing into the Job, Post 444: Gala, p2

I’d been herded out of my apartment by the two girls, hurried down the little spiral staircase, and all but carried through Melissa’s office and then the waiting room. I could hear the party on the other side of the door, classical string music and the sounds of a large  crowd drifting through; it was clear that the gala in the atrium was already in full swing. . I felt my anxiety spike and...

GITJ Post 443: Gala, p1

The string quartet had just come back from their first break when Abby Solowicki, sales rep for Evolution Pharm, watched him trying to step unnoticed into the huge, crowded atrium. Sneaking, slinking, skulking - those would probably have been more appropriate ways to describe it. 

At first she could barely believe her eyes: yes, she’d read the Evolution reports and still frequently talk...

Character Focus: Abby Soliwicki

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GITJ Post 442: GRWM Dr. J, p3

“Katie, he’s looking at your butt. And he’s getting hard again.”

“Omigod.”

The dark haired Lexi was crouched next to me, having just finished cleaning me off with a wet cloth. The mirror was still a slimy mess, though, my goo dribbling down it in humbling rivulets as she’d slipped me into the pair of child-sized underwear they’d found in my cheap chest of drawers. A r...

GITJ Post 441: GRWM Dr. J, p2

I spun away from the mirror hanging on my apartment wall in a sudden panic, eyes wide, the door was opening. Oh shit! I looked around wildly for something to hide my fully erect nakedness, but, in my frozen state, all I managed to do was awkwardly cover as much of myself as I could with my hands. With the rhythmic click of high heels entered Lexi, a recent hire, and there was another woman behind her. Katie, bleach blonde and an older friend of Melissa’s. Both were wearing red...

GITJ Post 440: GRWM Dr. J

Re: Why haven’t you checked this out?

An old subject line from my friend Rich had mocked me in my inbox earlier, the email unable to be read. I now stood in front of the cheap, full-length mirror hanging on the wall in my disheveled apartment with the new phone - my Bebihon - that my girlfriend Melissa had gifted me. I’d just got the alert that she’d…jesus what’s happened to my life?… finally given me permission to open the message. The...