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Melissssy Says - Hppppppy Holidayyys

and from all of here at theBasic, with best wishes for bigger and bigger and bigger things in the New Year :)

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GITJ Post 394: Cat n Mouse, p5

Melissa Monroe had been fucking her boss, standing with legs spread by the sliding glass doors of the great room in her mother’s house, holding his limp, 79 pound body by nothing but his cock. Using her internal muscles to keep him suspended up above the ground she’d made him come with her, in spades. Dr. J had utterly exhausted himself and was now lying limply in her arms.

The dining room table lay halfway across the room. In its path through the air to where it now rested, it had ...

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GITJ Post 393: Cat n Mouse, p4 (Bliss Interlude)


Lakshmi Vallurupalli had been on her bed, half undressed and posting to her new GirlToob account when the bliss came.

“Oh my god oh my god oh my goddddd,” she moaned, rolling over onto her tummy and humping her big hips onto a pillow as the feeling overtook her. Her eyes rolled back up into her head, her mouth gaped. She, Mommy, Melissa, must be with him, she th...

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More Cat n Mouse B-Sides

Too many unused (non-canon) images of Melissa in full-on predator mode not to share.

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FanFic B-Sides

ahhhh we at theBasic neeeeed to share with you these offerings from talented AI artist and valued reader Olo. They go along real nice-like with the most recent post. We'll call them non-canon because of some outfit details, the setting and good lord look at the size of her. But, dare to dream, dear readers. 

(must admit to altering the first image myself; it was too good not to Melissssify)

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Growing into the Job, Post 392: Cat n Mouse, p3


Melissa Monroe's chest was heaving with the excitement - certainly not the exertion - of fighting the struggles of her boyfriend’s much weaker body. With just one hand she had pinned him to the kitchen counter like it was child’s play. He’s such a weakling.“I’m way stronger than you, Jay. Way stronger,” she said, “But you like it that way, don’t you?”

“Oh, god, please, Melissa,” he moaned, still trying his hardest to move her arm just a fraction...

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Growing into the Job, Post 391: Cat n Mouse, p2


“You’re wondering about me, about what’s happening. You were snooping because you’re curious, you’re nervous and scared. It’s okay, sweetie, I understand. I haven’t told you as much as I should about myself. A good girlfriend would, do that right? Well, I didn’t because I was a little, like…embarrassed. I was a little nervous about how you’d react, if you knew too much about me. I thought that you maybe wouldn’t like me anymore if you knew more about my past, ...

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Growing into the Job, Post 390: Cat n Mouse, p1

He looked like a baby deer, standing there in my bedroom, wide eyed and haha anything but innocent the little gremlin.

“Have you been snooping?” I scolded, watching the power in my voice basically blowing my bra right off his face and make him take a step or two backwards, letting it fall to the floor. I was trying to sound funny, casual, playful but I’d felt my energy b...

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Growing Into the Job, Post 389: Snooping


Yeah, this is weird, I’m weirded out, I thought to myself, looking at what she now had on her shelf in her bedroom, I should be worried about this, right?

Okay, deep breath, let me back up a bit. The day had started strangely enough, with me waking up in my office. First there was the photoshoot, the lawyer attack, and then - after I’d seen a few afternoon patients with Lakshmi, running late after we’d normally close - I got dragged out of the office, ...

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GITJ Post 388: Plan B

During the early days, the resistant cells that were forming had their successes and failures. Mostly failures.”

- Lakshmi Vallurupalli

“Alright, well…this sucks,” the gray man groaned, running a hand through thinning hair. They’d assembled on this early evening as an emergency meeting of Resistance Cell IL-5. “Does it have to be during dinner time? View Post

GITJ Post 387: Another Favor

I am mentally stable. I am mentally stable, calm and cool and collected, any time I want to be. I am strong and ready for change. I am in control of myself and the world around me. Despite all this crappp I am not going to freak out. Shhhhh. The power to be better is in my hands. My emotional strength is matched only by my physical strength and I am haha really really strongggg

I stared into the bathroom mirror of the staff bathroom with the best smile I could manage and what I...

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GITJ Post 386: Shipping Notice

Agent FHMA003 aka Subject F0000013a-KK aka Program 0920/2.33xx aka Kathe Klix aka “Kathy” was at her desk. She had a precious few moments alone in the accounting office and without the nattering of the Wade girl or even the chatter of Agents 012 and 013. Kathe liked it quiet. She had spent the last nine weeks as Accounting Office Lead at Far Horizons Medical Associates and - though a far cry from the more daunting responsibilities of her previous assignments in Berlin, Bonn and Frankfurt ...

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Sick Day

Sorry sorry sorry, dear readers, for the lack of updates. COVID has finally, after long last, struck us here at theBasic. Rest assured that I'm in good hands with the team of busty doctors and long-legged nurses assigned to my case, and that we'll be back swinging soon.

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GITJ Book Twelve

Here you go, Underwire-class patrons. Posts 299-324 all put together nice-like.

Thanks so much.

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GITJ Post 385: Interlude (Reflections)

Bad fucking day not to wear that expandable bra, Randi thought to herself, snapping the straps of her cute, newly-puchased but obviously soon-to-be-obsolete 34FF back into place under her little black dress. The Bliss had come just a few minutes ago - a pretty good one, those two must have had some fun once we left them back there in her office - and everything seemed tight. But she couldn’t concern herself with her bra or shoes; there was suddenly more shit to do. Long ag...

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COMING SOON: BOOK TWELVE

Imminent. Incoming. Hold onto your butts. Dropping tomorrow: Posts 299 thru 324, for Underwire-Class patrons.

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GITJ Post 384: After the Lawyers

“Thank you ladies,” Melissa called, just as the last of the girls - Lakshmi, Randi and Josie - were stepping out of the room. The rest of the staff had filtered out a few minutes earlier, Sheryl’s team of attorneys a little while before that. That left Melissa and I alone here in her office. It was almost 1pm. “Close the door behind you, will you?” she asked them, from where she sat.

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GITJ Character Focus: Randi Mongillo

Oh, Randi. You didn't know what you were in for when you signed up for this, did you? Anyway, check out her Character Focus sheet Here, and feel free to leave suggestions and comments.

Available for Bigger Cup Patrons.

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GITJ Post 383: More Lawyers!

“That. Was. Awesome!” sang Josie Jensen, medical assistant at what was at the time still Far Horizons Medical Associates.

“You made them look like little boys who, like, came in with the wrong homework," Shanette added, “they scampered away like little rats.

“They barely knew what to do with themselves,” said Stephanie.

Angie had slipped out, disappeared shortly after th...

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GITJ Post 382: Lawyers!

“Someone call Sheryl,” was the last thing Randi said as she left the room with Amelia, Stephanie and Julia, leaving Josie and Marisela to finish up with the news lady. The photoshoot was basically done, anyway, and the four of them would handle these lawyers whose arrival Aubrey had just announced. It was a surprise to everyone, and not a pleasant one. Just the word: ‘lawyers’:  Ick. What the fuck, Randi fumed, What could they want?

In the meantim...

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GITJ Post 381: A Photoshoot for Channel 5

“Wow you’re all so gorgeous,” Alicia Ray, new morning anchor at Channel 5 said as the small crowd of girls rearranged themselves at her photographer's direction. Since some of these photos were going to be used over the next couple of days, they’d decided to do this photoshoot in the waiting room of the old clinic, and wait for this weekend for the reveal of the new construction. “Your boyfriends are all so lucky!”

“Pffft… ‘boyfriends’?” Randi Mongillo chu...

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GITJ Post 380: An Email to a Friend

Alright, I think I’m ready, I thought to myself, straightening my tie as best I could in the meager reflection of my office window. I hadn’t tied one of these things in a while, nor had I worn a suit, and I was honestly glad I could manage it. I had learned not to take anything for granted these days, finding myself unable to do even the most simple things. And not just things, like, reaching up to high shelves or tasks that required physical strength. Just yesterday, I had to lo...

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GITJ Post 379: The Tale of Queen Angie, p8

Alright, so you need me to explain? Okay, though you should have figured it all out anyway by this point, if you’ve been reading this crap, this is what I know. I’ll tell you if you need. I know not all of you weirdos pay attention.

Me? I pay attention, for sure. I listen, I ask around, I snoop. I’m able to see some of his emails. I know Melissa’s some sort of freak, that she gets studi...

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GITJ Post 378: He's Still Sleeping?? (Interlude)

Randi Mongillo was kinda sorta already fed up. Why had she been put in charge of organizing this thing? She was, like, social media director or whatever and running this photoshoot, but this was getting to be like herding cats.


jesus christ I didn’t sign up for this shit. Well, I have to ask Angie about the suit anyway.


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GITJ Post 377: The Beginnings of Empire

“Do we have to watch the news?” Julia asked, pouring a half-refill into Josie’s red solo cup, which she’d balanced on her what-could-almost-be-called prodigious chest. Fed by each of Dr. J's little expulsions at Missy’s hand, it was becoming quite the nice cup holder.

Josie Jensen liked these kind of nights. Even if it was a Tuesday, even if they needed to work the next day, ...

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B-Sides: Melissa, Tuesday Evening

Here are a few alternate shots of Melissa from her impromptu dinner date with work-husband Dr J. Looks like some of those buttons finally gave up the ghost.

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GITJ Post 376: Back Together, p2

“Y-you've interviewed all these people, gone through all their resumes?” he asked, sidled up next to Melissa. This was his Office Manager/Girlfriend and the young woman who - along with her hive of worker bees - was handling so much of the practice’s expansion for him. “You must have been busy…”

Dr J, geriatrician and former owner of the medical practice the two of them now sat in w...

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GITJ Post 375: Back Together, p1


Melissa had ordered from the Thai place down the street, enough for the two of them. She’d offered dinner to some of the girls, if they wanted to stay after work and share, but a bunch of them were headed out to “The Tipsy Taco” on this Tuesday for burgers. Go figure.

Melissa had declined the invite for herself and him, wanting to have some time together. She’d been away all ...

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GITJ Post 374: Marisela's Project

“Hi sweetie..!” came the voice of Melissa Monroe, currently the Office Manager of what was Far Horizons Medical Associates. She had stepped back into the office just a few minutes ago after a long day of testing at Evolution Pharmaceuticals, where everyone seemed to have their panties in a bunch after seeing what she could do. Evening was dropping earlier these days, and the light coming in thru the windows of the staff offices was already red with the oncoming sunset.

“Hey,” re...

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GITJ Post 373: Evolution Concerns


We’re just worried that her growth chart is beginning to look logarithmic came the message, the most recent in a series of alarmist communiques from a technician at their daughter company in the US.

Kristina Zhestakova had received the first text as she’d been talking with prospective recruits, young women in their second and third year. She was now between meeti...

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