Serenity Sides: Jubblies Girls 1 (Patreon)

Hey folks!

We're in that brief period where we get blue skies and warm (but not brutal) sunny days over here in my part of the world. It shall not last, so I'm trying to enjoy it while it does. I'm even occasionally going outside, the horror. Certainly seems to have been good for my writing!

And speaking of writing, let's segue into today's story. A venture back into the Serenity-verse for a side story, and also part one of three! I like to call this one the coffee shop AU for if this magical girl thing doesn't work out...

Enjoy!

Rosa was late and she knew it. It wasn’t her fault! She’d overslept! There had been traffic on the road! She couldn’t find anywhere to park her bike! There had been cats, what was she supposed to do, not pet them? No jury in the world would convict her.

But she was still late, all the same, and she felt pretty bad about that. Especially since it had been her request to meet up here. The brunette still remembered the confused look on Sophia’s face, coupled with Lexi’s definitely-not-at-all-confused-and-mostly-just-trying-not-to-laugh raised eyebrow.

“R-really?” The blunette had scratched her cheek uncertainly. “I’ve never actually, ah…”

“Really?” The blonde had leaned over the back of her chair, grinning. “Rosa Haywood, I had no idea you were so forward!”

“They just do really good coffee!” Rosa had blurted, her face turning as red as her Serenity uniform. “That’s all! I’ve never paid attention to the other stuff!”

Look, she’d gotten a touch addicted back in her scholarship days, and she’d been missing the taste. Who cared about all the… y’know… that chain was famous for?

“Oh no, I’m all in favour.” Lexi had nodded, and instantly Rosa could see her friend was now entirely dedicated to making this a thing. “It’ll be good for Sophie. She needs to remember that there are other fish in the sea.”

“Wait, what?” The blunette had blinked, looking between the two of them for an explanation – but not even Serenity Strength could have pulled one out of either woman at that moment.

At any rate, it had quickly been decided via unanimous vote (one enthusiastic, one embarrassed, one confused) that the team’s next unofficial meeting would be at Jubblies.

It was a diner chain that provided exactly what the name implied, though Rosa had only remembered that after pitching the idea. Cheap food, hot coffee, and… ahem… cute girls for customers to look at while they ate. Just good, harmless fun, they insisted whenever any lawyers started squinting their way. It was empowering for women, really, they’d add whenever anyone with a gender studies degree joined in.

Look, it was really good coffee. And Lexi was right, even if she was also being a sneak. Sophia really could do with reminding that life existed outside the Serenity team, and that she didn’t need to sigh loudly whenever she saw someone walk past with a black ponytail. Those were the only two reasons why they were meeting there, okay?

So she wasn’t looking at all shifty or anything when she arrived. She was just adjusting her leather jacket because it was getting a bit clingy, that was all. And she wasn’t looking around to make sure no one was watching her go in, no! She was just taking in the scenery. Nothing weird about that at all.

The bell rang over the door as she pushed her way in, and the blue haired server behind the counter looked up, smiling. “Welcome to Jubblies, honey! You go and find yourself a seat anywhere, and I’ll be right with ya’!”

“T-Thanks.” Rosa coughed and nodded, trying to clear out the butterflies in her stomach. Damnit, she’d totally let Lexi get inside her head. She’d been in places like this hundreds of times – just be normal! It wasn’t like there was anyone in here, anyway. The lunch hour had already passed, and the place had settled into its mid-afternoon slump. There were a couple of guys up at the front counter and no one else around.

… Actually, that was weird. The brunette paused near the door, looking around. She was late – were the others not here yet? They should have beaten her here easily. Where… Hm.

She turned around and peered out through the big glass windows, looking for any sign of her friends. If they were hiding outside and waiting for her to arrive because they were scared, then she was going to be dragging them in here every lunchtime for the next week.

… Mm. Nope. No faces peeping out from behind the nearest wall, and Sophia’s car wasn’t parked out front, either. They must not have arrived yet.

Which meant she’d just gotten away with being late! Ha, yes! Score. Now she could pretend she’d been here all along. Rosa grinned, sliding herself into a seat at the booth, away from the front windows. There was a bit more privacy here, something she was keen on, both because she was a Serenity meeting other Serenities, and because the last thing she needed was for someone on the street to recognise her from her sports days. She just wanted coffee, and maybe a cheap waffle or two.

And with so few customers around, it really shouldn’t have been any surprise that she’d barely picked up the menu before the waitress behind the counter was suddenly at her table, notebook in hand. “What can I get’cha?”

“Oh! Uh.” The brunette startled, before trying to quickly skim through what was on offer. Still, she couldn’t quite make her eyes focus on the text. There was a bit of a distraction.

The blue haired woman grinned. ‘Suzi’, according to her nametag. O-oh, there was even a heart over the i. Yeah, she was getting a real good view of that, because the waitress’s chest was taking up about half of Rosa’s line of sight. The way she was leaning over was definitely… showing off, huh? Like, deliberately pushing out her very considerable curves. And that uniform wasn’t hiding anything. It wasn’t designed to! It was just a white crop top with ‘Jubblies’ scrawled across it, along with a pair of shorts and heels. Hiding things was not the Jubblies way.

And yeah, this lady was every stereotype of a Jubblies waitress rolled into one, wasn’t she? W-wow. Rosa hadn’t known women like that could actually exist – at least, not outside of Desire lairs. For a moment she even considered that this might be a Desire in disguise – but no, she would have sensed that, and she could see the woman’s eyes, even if she was clearly supposed to be focusing elsewhere. This was just a human. And you couldn’t go around accusing people of being Desires just because they were hot, anyway.

“Uh. Coffee?” Rose finally squeaked, before massaging her throat and coughing again. “Uh, I mean. Coffee. Black. Thanks.”

“On its way, hun.” Suzi winked, before turning and strutting away, her short-shorts swinging from side to side with every step. Yep. Total walking stereotype. At least she clearly enjoyed her job.

Sighing, Rosa let herself sink back into the red chair upholstery, pulling out her phone. Where were the others at? Maybe they’d sent her a message or something. Or maybe she should send them a message to make sure they were prepared for Suzi. The waitress didn’t seem like either’s type – well, it was hard to be sure with Lexi – but still, potentially a little overwhelming.

She tapped the icon for their group chat with her thumb, skimming through the most recent posts. She hadn’t checked it that morning – she’d been in too much of a rush when she realised she’d overslept – so there were a fair few. A bunch from Lexi, who tended to stay up late, and had apparently fallen asleep on top of her phone, judging from the picture of her smooshed up face which had been sent out…

But the ones this morning were from Sophia, who had of course woken up after a normal night of rest, and who had wasted absolutely no time fretting about their blonde friend’s sleeping habits. Which, while fair… y’know, there were some battles that had been lost before they began, yeah?

There had been a few messages about that – mostly Sophia desperately trying to wake Lexi up to make sure she hadn’t sent her embarrassing selfie to anyone else – before the blunette had clearly given up. She said that she-

There was a clunk as an empty mug was planted on the table, and Rosa startled so badly she nearly dropped her phone, getting another Suzi smirk for her troubles. God, this woman was like a ghost!

“Coffee, black, just like you asked, hun,” the waitress winked. “Enjoy~”

“Thanks.” The brunette gave her a grateful smile even as she tried to get her heartrate back under control. “You work quick!”

“Of course, honey. Half the tips I get are from speedy service. Of course, the other half is for…” Suzi cocked her hips as she raised her coffee pot and began pouring it out. The rich aroma carried on the cloud of steam that rose up from the table made Rosa’s head spin. “… taking things slow, mm?”

Damn, the brunette could feel herself blushing. She- She was just here for the coffee, damnit! “Well, uh… don’t- don’t rush yourself on my account or anything. I’m just waiting for my friends.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” Suzi said as she finished pouring, giving her another wink. “No rush. Things are quiet right now – and I have some help coming in soon, so I don’t need to worry about any prep. I can give my customers all the attention they deserve.”

The waitress righted herself – snapping upright so suddenly that Rosa feared she’d spill her coffee pot, before immediately getting distracted by the bounce in the woman’s chest – and then turned away again, giving the brunette one last cutesy wave.

Hoo. Yeah, somehow, it was pretty hard to believe she got half of her tips from being fast… Uh. Ahem.

Taking a breath, the former sports star turned her attention back to her phone. Where had she been up to…? Right, the last few messages. Sophia had said she was heading out – though judging by her tone, it seemed she’d noticed that neither of her friends were answering, and probably weren’t up. Oops. Maybe Rosa hadn’t gotten away with it after all.

And then her last message- Huh. The brunette blinked. Her last message said that she was already at the diner, and that she’d grabbed a booth for the three of them. That was weird…

Setting her phone down for a moment, Rosa took another look around. No, no Sophia. She thought for a moment that her friend might have been in the bathroom or something, but if she had been then her bag would have been on one of the tables. No romantically clueless blue haired girls in sight – just a blue haired waitress who definitely wasn’t clueless, and a blue haired guy reading the paper.

Then where was she? The brunette shook her head, grabbing her coffee mug as she picked her phone back up. It should be cool enough to drink by now. But Sophia’s message said she’d be waiting, and that was the last thing she’d sent. If she’d given up and gone home, she would have said so. But no, after arriving… about half an hour ago, judging by the time stamp, she hadn’t sent anything else.

Weird. Maybe… Mm. No, that didn’t fit. She couldn’t think of any reason why her friend wouldn’t be here… Frowning, Rosa lifted her mug to her lips and took a sip. Maybe a bit of caffeine would help clear her hea… Ooh…

The flavour hit her tongue all at once. It wasn’t the famous Jubblies black coffee she’d expected – no, it was way better than that. The bitter taste she’d expected to sweep through her mouth soaked into it instead, stripping away everything extraneous, every distraction, and letting her bask in the hidden depths of the palate, like a light shining brighter in the dark. The sharp tang unfolded into a symphony of sensations that sang sweeter than honey.

Honey was a good word for it, actually, though Rosa was far too distracted to note it herself. That sweetness was sticky. It clung to her, coated her tongue and throat as the coffee swirled through her system.

What had started as a sip quickly became a gulp, throwing back her head to get as much of this liquid gold into her mouth as she could hold, practically pouring it down her throat. It should have been too hot, should have burned her, even if she was Serenity Summer, but she didn’t even singe her tongue.

Which certainly didn’t mean that the stuff wasn’t affecting her. No, far from it. With each swallow, tremors would roll out through the brunette, her desperate, heavy guzzling setting her body to quake. Each gulp growing stronger, sending bigger and bigger jolts from her throat to her toes. And in their wake, she was starting to change.

Glug.

Her chest surged outwards, her decently sizable breasts suddenly doubling in mass, snapping her bra apart beneath her top. They bounced under her shirt, jiggling with the suddenness of their growth spurt, and then jiggling again as she continued to drink.

Glug.

Her jeans strained, suddenly tight as her ass filled out, her athletic physique buttering into soft, well fattened curves. Her panties fought bravely to keep her contained, but couldn’t resist the slow, torturous stretch into a thong.

Glug!

Her legs lengthened, her jeans hiking up as she gained another inch of height, and then a few inches more as her trainers morphed into red high-heels fitted comfortably to her feet. Her muscular legs were shrinking inwards too, slimming, becoming long and smooth…

G-

She came up for air, gasping, somehow managing to pull the mug from her lips with a supreme act of will – or perhaps simply out of shock at how strong its contents were.

“Oh wow…” She mumbled, staring into her mug. Somehow, there was still some coffee left in there. In fact, it almost looked half full. “This stuff is, like… um… amazing and… y’know, stuff…?”

She paused, licking her lips (and moaning quietly at the taste on them). Finding the words she wanted in her head was harder all of a sudden, more of a scramble. She super hadn’t meant to sound like a total ditz just there, but she totally had! That was weird, right?

And, and, and, wait, there was another thing. Her clothes, like, her outfit? It was feeling super tight all of a sudden for some reason. That was strange too, wasn’t it. Maybe she ought to find out why?

That thought took a little while to percolate, a little while to come together, but when it did, the brunette leaned back in her chair to look down, and gasped. Wait, wait, hold up, what? Why were her casual clothes, like – y’know, her t-shirt, her jacket and jeans, the stuff she was wearing, like, everywhere – why was it all looking so small on her? Like, gawd, you could see her nipples through her top right now, that was how much it was tryin’ to stretch over her boobs! And hey, why had her jeans shrunk? Her ass was sticking out, you could see it from, like, space or something now!

Confused, the brunette put a finger to her lips and chewed. Hold on, something was wrong here, wasn’t it? She wasn’t supposed to be this super sexy. It was like a Desire had done something to her or something!

… Wait a sec. Maybe-Mmnh?

“Real cute, hun,” Suzi snorted, rolling her eyes as she appeared back at Rosa’s table and forced the coffee mug back to the brunette’s lips. “But I want to get out of her before rush hour alone, and I need to start training my replacement, so like, you’re on shift. Now drink your Confused Klutz blend down, and then I’ll get started teaching you how to use the coffee machine, mkay?”

Rosa would have tried to refuse, but shoving the mug to her mouth had put the coffee right under her nose, that sweet, foggy steam shooting right through her brain, opening her lips on instincts… so mkay!

Glug!

Her lips puffed up as they softly latched around the edge of the mug, turning deep, rich red. Soon the coffee was flowing easily over sweet, plump pillows, coated in makeup that never seemed to run no matter how long her shift stretched.

Glug!

Her top burst open and her jeans split, clothes torn apart by her curves swelling up again. Now the brunette’s brea- her boobs were, like, bigger than her head and super bouncy, while her ass was totally, like, a big cute heart shape! Her body was killer~

And fortunately, while her old clothes weren’t up to the challenge of her new self, the uniform they were turning into certainly was. Her jacket and t-shirt merged together, flowing into light, white fabric – a crop top that stretched nicely over her tits. It even had ‘Jubblies’ written over it so she knew where she was! And her jeans were unravelling completely, too – soon all that was left was a tight pair of black booty shorts.

Glug!!!

The sticky honey haze in her head grew stickier with every mouthful, the steamy hazy fog growing thicker with every pull. By this point, her mind was a total clutter, a maze of steam and honey. Facts and figures she had known got lost in it all, vanishing into the mist. Skills she had won, cunning she had cultivated, wit she had sharpened, all of it was swallowed up by the sharp scent of roast and spirited away, forever out of reach. Her eyes glazed as the mind behind them thickened, slow and gummed up, devoid of thought.

But not to worry. Soon, new, simple facts bubbled up in the brunette’s mind. Easy things for her to know and think – thoughts that would think for her!

Because thinking was hard. It was hard and, like, boring. She wasn’t any good at it, and she didn’t wanna do it.

So now she didn’t have to! As long as she did what she was told, and was a good Jubblies girl, everything would be fine, and she could be her happy bimbo self. Exactly as she’d always wanted.

Any parts of her that might have said otherwise were washed out of her brain by a wave of coffee, and forgotten as she finally finished emptying her mug.

The ceramic set down against the table with a quiet clink, and the waitress giggled, a nametag appearing on her chest that read ‘Rosie’.

Suzi inspected her coldly, before nodding, apparently satisfied. “Good girl. Welcome to Jubblies. Now go wash up that mug. We’ve got work to do.”

-

Washing up turned out to be a challenge on several levels. For one thing, Rosie found it difficult to see what she was doing. Her boobs kept getting in the way! She’d always been a stacked girl (hadn’t she? ‘Course she had!) so, like, that wasn’t a surprise or anything… But the water was all soapy and the dishes were so slippery! It totally wasn’t her fault when-

Smash!

Oopsie.

“Oookay, maybe you don’t do dishes, klutz,” Suzi sighed, hooking a finger down the front of the brunette server’s top and pulling her away from the third plate she’d shattered on the floor in five minutes. The two of them had retreated to the kitchen behind the counter, away from any customer’s prying eyes – though of course, both of them were listening out for the bell over the door. “That’s fine. You’re more a front of house service girl anyway, aren’t you?”

“I am?” Rosie pursed her lips, pondering the question with a finger against her cheek. “I dunno, like, how am I supposed to serve people outside? Won’t they get cold?”

Pouty blue lips opened to answer, paused, and then the smooth tongue behind them clicked. “Guess that blend wasn’t kidding about ‘confused’, either. No, dumbo-tits, front of house means taking people’s orders and serving them in the front lounge.”

“Oh!” The brunette’s eyes lit up, and she nodded enthusiastically, her chest bouncing with her. “Yeah, that sounds way more fun!”

Suzi smirked. “I bet. You’re a Jubblies girl, after all. You shouldn’t need much training for this part, which is good, ‘cuz, like, I get off shift soon, and I got other people to do, so I’m not hangin’ around after work.” She checked her watch before flicking back her hair. “So listen up! There’s only, like, three things you’ve gotta remember, so even a bimbo like you should be able to do it!”

Oh good. That such was a relief!

“So, first up!” Suzi snapped her fingers in Rosie’s face to make sure she had her full attention. “The most important thing is the customer, kay? Gotta make sure that’s in that thick head of yours.”

Rosie nodded brightly. She understood that. The words were practically baked into her soul. She was a Server, and she was here to serve her Customers with whatever they wanted! Even the thought of it brought a dizzy smile to her lips.

“Yeah, that got your attention. So, here’s the big important moves you’ve gotta know to be a Jubblies girl, okay? Like, listen close, this is the main stuff you gotta learn.” Suzi stared into her eyes, her vacant baby blues conveying her utter vapid seriousness. Her student felt her heart race in return, understanding on a deep, primal level, that she was about to get the most important instruction of her life.

“Move one!” The blunette struck a pose, throwing her arms behind her head and thrusting out her chest. “Push out your boobs! They’re, like, amazing, and everyone should see ‘em, right?”

“Right!” Rosie cooed, impressed by this incredible technique as she copied her teacher’s movements. Her tits jiggled proudly on her front, eager to be seen.

“Good. Use that one whenever you think your customer’ll wanna see them, so, like, all the time. Now, move two.” The blunette spun around, and shoved out her ass, shimmying it from side to side. “Wiggle your butt! You can use this one whenever you’ve gotta walk away or turn your back! If they’re not staring at your boobs, they should be staring at your ass!”

“Staring… at… ass…” The brunette nodded vacantly, repeating the words to try and seal them in. She copied this move as well, but her attempt was clumsy and she ended up knocking another set of plates off the counter with a hip-check.

Suzi shook her head, but shrugged. “Whatever, I’m not the one cleanin’ that up. Anyways, move three!” She raised a hand to her mouth and smacked her lips against her fingers, before pulling them away with an audible sucking sound and a puff of air. “Mwah! Always remember to blow ‘em a kiss at the door, so they’ll end up comin’ back for more!”

“Oooohhh…” Rosie clapped. “I get it! So, like, this? Mwwwwah!”

It was an expert kiss, there could be no doubt about that. But she’d forgotten she was supposed to be using her hand, and had instead leaned forwards and planted her lips on her blue haired teacher’s instead. The two moaned together for a moment, their fat tits rubbing at one another through the thin layer of fabric that was their crop tops, before separating.

Then Suzi snorted, flicking her student on the nose. “No, you brown-haired bimbo. You never kiss them! Not on those lips, anyway~” She enjoyed a naughty giggle that sailed straight over Rosie’s head. “We’re not, like, girlfriends, we’re servers! We’re just sluts to enjoy, not, y’know, care about.”

“Oooohh…” The brown-haired bimbo understood as soon as she heard it. Right, she was just eye candy, a bit of fun, not anything serious. Flirt, don’t, like, date.

“But, oh!” The blunette suddenly paused, finger to her cheek, before snapping her fingers. “On that note, like, second thing to know: If a customer ever asks for a little private time out back, that’s fine – just make sure there’s no other customers waiting first, if you’re the only one on duty.”

Rosie blinked, confusion fogging her head again – though it had never really stopped. “Private time?”

Suzi smirked. “Just do whatever they tell you to do. You’ll get the hang of it eventually. Probably.”

Oh, okay. She could definitely do that. She was a Server, after all.

“And third thing!” The lesson continued as the senior staffer reached in between the brunette’s tits and pulled out the notepad she had hiding in there. “When you take your customer’s orders – make sure you write them down, ‘cus I know your dumb ass will forget otherwise.”

Nod nod. She totally would, yeah. She’d have to remember that trick!

“Good.” Suzi shoved the notepad back, before turning and walking through the kitchen, her ass swaying like always. “So, the food is in the freezer,” she said, pointing to a heavy looking metal door at the back of the kitchen. “You take it out, stick it in the microwave, and then press the right button – it’s labelled with pictures, so even you should be able to work it out, dummy.” Her hand switched to point at the big microwave at the side, which did indeed have a bunch of pictures on all of its buttons. Handy! Gawd, Jubblies was run by such smart people.

“No one really cares ‘bout that stuff, they just order it so they can see us serving it. But the coffee! The coffee is important.” The blunette swung to a stop next to a large device that took up a whole wall of the kitchen, pointing to the part which was mostly made of hoses and spigots. “Here’s the machine. I filled it up earlier so you won’t need to worry about doing that, I can teach you how to do it next shift. All you’ve gotta do is grab a mug, and put it here. Got it?”

She demonstrated as she spoke, showing off how to set up while also showing off her body all the while. Even if there were no customers back here, she was still a total slut, right? It certainly made her audience of one extra attentive!

“So, for normal orders, you just like, use these buttons up here.” She tapped a nail against one list of buttons. Rosie’s eyes skimmed over them quickly. ‘Black’. ‘Milk’. ‘Two Sugars’.  All the usual stuff.

But then Suzi’s eyes sparkled, and her haughty grin grew just that little bit wider. “But when you get, like, a loner coming in, or a frigid bitch who’s probably needed to get laid for years, or, y’know, whatever…” She chuckled, glancing between the machine and Rosie as her hand moved over to a second list of buttons, behind the first set. “And you think they’d make a good Jubblies girl? Then you use one of these.”

The brunette blinked, tilting her head, and then leaned forward to read. ‘Confused Klutz’, read the first label. ‘Exhi-Bitch-ionist’ was the second. ‘Flirty Floozie’ was third… oh wow, it just went on and on. There was even a ‘Brains2Bewbs’ half way down. All the options you could ever hope for!

“These are the special blends. One press for a girl, two for a guy. Three if you’re not sure, just to be safe. Then you give the new recruit basic Jubblies training, and all done!”

“Basic…. Jubblies… Training…” Rosie repeated once again, before nodding one last time. “Got it! I think. Um. Maybe… Actually, could you, like, repeat the first part again?”

Suzii sighed, shaking her head. “Nah. You’ll get it. It’s all pretty automatic for girls like us anyways. And if I tried to teach you anything else today, I bet I’d fry the omelette you call a brain. So, I’ll save the more advanced stuff for our next joint shift, mkay?”

“Mkay!” The brunette chirped happily. She’d totally look forward to it!

“Anyways, now it’s time for me to clock off.” The blunette sighed, brushing her hair back with a disappointed pout. “I’d love to work longer, but like, something came up at home that I gotta take care of.” Her eyeroll indicated exactly what she thought of that as she stepped over towards the staff exit and started pulling on a blue coat that almost felt familiar to Rosie. “So I’m leaving the place to you! Try not to burn it down or whatever. Night shift should be here at around seven, but if you start getting a lot of customers coming in…” She flicked her head meaningfully towards the coffee machine with a grin. “Jubblies could always do with more workers!”

“Okie doakie!” The taller server gave her a thumbs up. She had absolutely no clue what the shorter, meaner woman was talking about, but she’d work it out later! The important thing was making her, and all of her customers, happy.

“Great.” Suzi nodded, sliding her handbag over her shoulder and pushing open the door, stepping out backwards into the staff carpark. “Just remember, if anything goes wrong, all you’ve gotta do is, like… like… Uh…”

She trailed off, frowning, her train of thought skipping a track. It was strange, actually. Rosie had thought it was a pretty clear day outside, but as soon as the blunette walked out, all this mist started gathering around her out of nowhere! It was totally weird, but then, like, maybe that was just a thing that happened? The brunette had never paid much attention to the weather.

Oh, wait, she got it wrong. She knew as soon as the white haze drifted close enough to catch her nose. That wasn’t mist. It was steam! Steam with a familiar rich aroma. Where did she know that from…?

The brown-haired bimbo was still trying to remember, lost in a haze of her own, when the door firmly swung shut.

-

Sophia Vale stood outside the Jubblies staff entrance, staring at the closed door, trying to remember how she’d gotten there. Hadn’t she been meeting up with her friends? Why were her shoulders steaming? Why did all of her clothes smell of coffee? What had…?

Slowly, memories began to seep into her head, dripping like thick molasses. The blunette had arrived for the meetup… No one else had been there… Lexi was clearly still asleep, and Rosa hadn’t picked up her phone yet. She’d ord- N-no, wait… She’d seen a help wanted sign, and decided to…

… To get a part-time job? At Jubblies? Really?

Yes, really, something inside her said – something dark and sweet and with a seductive bitter tang. The building tension immediately ran out of Sophia’s shoulders as she nodded. Right, she’d gotten a part-time job at Jubblies. That was going to eat into her free time a little, but as long as she was being productive, it was fine. It’d be nice to have a little more spending cash, actually!

Time to head home. Her mom had sent a text asking her to pick up some supplies on the way home, and she knew not to keep the woman waiting. Not that there was much point. Lexi was almost certainly still asleep, and Rosa…

… Rosa…

… Rosa would be busy with her thing. That thing that she had for the next few hours. No details came to mind, just a warm, rich taste on her tongue.

Good enough! Sophia shrugged, and started walking towards her car. No reason to hang around here, either way. She’d see plenty of the place when she came in for her next shift…

-

Rosie was starting to feel a little overwhelmed. Things had started calmly enough, but now customers were pouring in, and she could barely give any of them the time she knew they deserved! Like, she barely even had a chance to bounce her titties for them!

Plus she was having a super clumsy day. She’d dropped five more mugs, three plates, and fallen into, like, a whole bunch of customer’s laps, (though they never seemed to mind). She needed help! She needed… um… She needed…

“LATE!”

A blonde hurricane burst in through the doors, startling the brunette out of her deep, deep thoughts. It quickly resolved into a short woman panting for breath next to the counter. A cute one! And kinda familiar? Maybe?

“I’m late! Ugh, I can’t believe I overslept. Are they still here?!” Blondie was looking around frantically. Wow, she looked super stressed! Poor thing.

“Don’t worry, babe, everything’s fine.” Rosie swept into action, petting the short woman’s head fondly. “Just take a seat and I’ll be right with you, okay? We can totally sort everything out over coffee.”

“I… Well… Um… I guess that’d…” Realising she was talking to a stranger, the blonde immediately turned shy, but the Server’s firm suggestions won her over. She nodded, hopping over towards one of the booths to hide away in. The same booth Rosie had taken her break in earlier, in fact!

Seeing that, the brunette grinned, the sticky gears in her head having worked out exactly what to do. She was gunna help this girl. And herself! Yeah, everyone was gunna be happy with this! You could solve all sorts of problems with a good cup of coffee.

Something told her that Brains2Bewbs was the perfect blend for this situation~

Giggling, she turned and strutted off towards the kitchen, swinging her booty just like she’d been taught. She couldn’t wait to start teaching it to her new shift-mate~