GITJ Post 477: SCRIPT

Wanna follow along with PSP's magnificent portrayal of FHMA's new Office Manager in a seminal moment for her relationship with her shrinking suitor? Here's our script, for higher-level patrons:

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"What Did You Just Call Me..?"

BACKGROUND! You (Melissa) and Dr J are now officially an item. You’ve grown to 6’9” and he’s down to a skinny little 4’6”. You’ve just had a big Saturday together where you picked up your new enormous, custom SUV and the little car you bought for him (actually a rebuild/shrinking of your old BMW). It’s late afternoon at his tiny little studio apartment and he’s just waking up from the nap for which you put him down: 

General tone is infantilizing, indulgent and tender

<excited to see him awake and walking towards where you sit on the couch> 

“Hey cutie awww you’re awake. How was your nap? I put you down for it a couple hours ago and -“

<a gasped “aww!”>

“oh, sweetie! - you still look so groggy. Come here - sit on the couch with me. I’m just going through all these papers.”

“No no  *giggle!*** not there. On…my…lap.”

“There you go. Snuggle in. No clothes - you must be chilly. I’ll keep you warm I promise <light giggle>.”

…

“What? All this? Just the stuff from the bank. All the, like, investment opportunities the lady there wants me to look at. I don’t understand what most of it means. Here, look:”

*ruffles through some folders*

‘Sustainable Funds’…‘Women-Centric Startups’…’Real Estate Portfolios Targeted at Female Entra-pen…ooors?’…

“‘Investments in companies founded or led by women’, ones with - what does she say here?  - ‘high growth potential and strong social missions’.

*puts papers down, away*

“I dunno. I just wanna get rich *giggle!*. I mean, with my new paycheck I’m going to get rich anyway but I want to get, like, reallllllly rich. Like, SUPER rich. I want to make sure my money’s all in the right places, so it can keep growing and growing, get huge."

 <noticing him fading, voice becomes gentle>

“Aww sweetie. You don’t have to worry about any of this money stuff, I’ve got it for us. I’m taking care of it.”

<still gently> “You look like you’re getting fussy. Do you not like talking about this stuff?”

…

“No? That’s not it? You think you're just hungry?”

<voice becomes a playfully maternal semi-scold> “Well, what do you expect? The last thing you had to eat were those pancakes this morning.”

<tolerantly, sweetly> “C’mere. Scootch closer. I’ve got dinner for you.”

*reaching down into your top*

“Here you go, I’ve been warming it up in my bra, some of your formula.”

“Ohhh sweetie - <disappointed> - what’s wrong? You don’t want it from the bottle? Because it’s a baby bottle? Aw, c‘mon, we’ve done this before…”

“Here, we just need to get you in the mood. That’s right. Open up a little for me. Suck on my finger.”

*pause as he takes in your finger, starts sucking. Bonus points if there’s a few moments of soft, just-audible sucking noises*

“There you go look at you! You’re so hungry..! And, nothing seems to taste good except me, hm? *giggles!*

<hushed tone> "Shhh my darling. It’s okay. Momma has what you need. "

*pauses, some coos and clucks and ‘awws’ as you let him suck your finger for a while*

“There you go, see? I’ve got you. You just suck. That's all you have to do.”

*another brief pause for finger-sucking*

“Let’s play like this tonight, hm? It’s just you ‘n’ me, baby, no one else here. Okay? Okay.

 *you bring the baby-bottle of formula to him, removing your finger*

<voice becomes even more indulgent, now total baby-talk> “Good boyyy. “Now, take the bottle…”

*replaces finger with nipple of baby bottle filled with his “protein drink”/formula, he takes it* 

“Oh, Gooooood boy. There you go. That's right, there’s dinner. All warmed up in my chest. Suck, sweetie, that’s good.”

*he sucks from bottle  More bonus points for more little background sucking noises*

<indulgent baby-talk> “Oooo sweetie look at you, you are hungry! Look at you, yes you are..!”

“That’s right, that’s okay. You just go ahead and feed. Suck from mama’s bottle. She made it all for you, nice and warm and sweet. Suck on the nipple, fill up that little tummy for me.”

*pause as you let him feed, suck*

<softly> “Does that feel nice, hm baby? Head against my chest, face on my nice soft breast as you suck your dinner from mommy’s bottle?”

*pause, more sucking sound effects if you have them*

<voice is still indulgent baby-talk> “Oh, good boy, look at you, yes. You look like you're enjoying yourself down there, hm? Is it nice to feel little in mommy’s strong arms? Is it nice to feel little against her big, big breast? Yes..! Yes is is, isn’t it? You like feeling little when you’re with me, don’t you?” 

*pause, more sucking sound*

And, oh!  You’re finishing it up so fast, my little man’s doing such a good job! Just a little more, hun.”

*pause, sucking*

“There you go. Finish up.”

about to take bottle away, he’s finished

“All done? All done! Good boy! All done unless you just want to suck on the nipple for a while? Hm?

“No? What’s that? What are you doing?” *giggle* “Turning your little face into me…”

“You’d rather have my nipple? *giggle!*”

“Ooo okay, we can do that…let me pull down my top…”

Pause as you peel down your top

“...and get you back to my breast…mmmm, there you go.”

“Omigod it’s so big, huh? Your head looks so tiny next to it. But there you go, that’s right, turn your head to my nipple and-

you gasp <cooing, surprised at how good it feels> “OOooooo…!”

<more extra-indulgent, gentle but enthusiastic baby talk> “Therrrre you go! Good baby…good boy! My little baby, my little baby Jay!“

*a pause for nursing noises*

<a brief break from baby talk, into a deeper, aroused growl> “Oh, god, oh god yes. Suck on mommy little man.”

*several of your deep, powerful breaths as you settle yourself*

<back into baby-talk> “Oh, look at you! You look like you’re ready to fall asleep again! My baby’s so sleepy, isn’t he? Even after his nap? MMmHmm…”

“I think you need more sleep. Big nice sleeps tonight, huh sweetie?”

*a pause as you coo down to him, soft gentle ‘oooo’s and ‘awww’s*

"Aw, look. Falling asleep for you is easy under my long hair, isn’t it hun?”

*pause, no sucking/sucking stops*

<slightly surprised> “Wait, what?”

“Did you just say ‘yes mommy?’

*a pause as he denies*

*you giggle, delighted*

“No no no you did..!! You just called me ‘mommy’! Just like this morning. Remember?”

“No! *giggles!!* You totally did!! I remember completely!”

…

“No you didn’t call me ‘Melissa’ this morning! You called me ‘mom’!”

*giggles at him as he argues/denie*

<Laughing>“Oh shush you did!! You DID! We were right over there in bed. You were sucking pancake syrup from my nipple, and you called me ‘mom’!”

*quick pause for him to argue*

”ok ok ok maybe it was more like <deeper, imitating goofy male voice> ‘muhhhhhmmmm’ but I know what you meant..!”

<lowers voice, softer> “...and I think you know what you meant.”

…

“ I know how you see me…”

*pause for more arguments from him*

<gently> “Shh shhh shh. It’s okay, it’s okay, baby. I know I’m a mother-figure to you.”

“And I know you really want to call me the ‘M’ word. So…go ahead. Go on, don´t be shy. There´s no one around, like I said. Just you and me. Just you, me, and my big, soft breasts. Go ahead, latch on…latch on to them again. You know you want to…”

<groaning> “mmmmmmmm…”

“…just like that. There you go”

“Suck, baby, suck on my nipple. Feel how big my breast is against your face. It’s okay. Lose yourself right here in my arms, against my chest, I don’t mind. It can be all about my boobs, sometimes.”

“Just let them take center stage for you, honey, and think back to days when you were really little, when breasts like mine were your whole world. What did you call them? Hm? What did you call the big, huge breasts that fed you, that kept you warm?”

“That's right…say it. Say it for me. You can mumble it, right into my nipple. It’s okay…go ahead…call them what you want…tell me who I am to you…”

*he mumbles ‘mommy’ into your breast*

“Oh yessss…yes baby say it again…call me ‘mommy’…”

*again he mumbles it into your breast*

“That’s right…that’s right, baby. Who’s your mommy?”

…

“That’s right. I’m your Mommy now. Mommy’s here…Mommy’s here for you. Your big, pretty mommy, with her big, pretty breasts. And, you lucky little boy, she’s gonna let you come in her hand now. Are you ready?”

…

“That’s right, say <indulgently> ‘yes mommy’...that’s what you’re going to call me, when we’re alone together like this…from now on, I’m ‘Mommy’.”

*your voice resumes its ultra-indulgent baby-talk; you know he can’t resist it and will make him come fast*

“So, Jayyy-Jay, mommy’s going to baby talk you now, and she’s going to let you come in her hand. She’s going to count down for you, okay? Is that okay, bay-bee?”

…

“That’s right, ‘yes mommy’, good boy….okay here we go….Five…”

*stroking him*

“There we go…”

*stroking, sound effects continue in background*

“Four…”

“Oh, goood, goooooood baby, does that feel good? Hmmm??”

“Three…”

“Does mommy’s hand feel good all wrapped around you like that?”

“Two…”

“Are you ready baby? Are you ready to come for Mommy?”

*stroking intensifies*

“Oh, my good boy!!”

“One..!”

“Oh yess…oh, yes!! Good boy! Good baby!! Come for Mommy! Come for Mommy! There you go - yes!”

*stroking is fast*

“Oh, sweetie, oh honey, yes, call me Mommy…call me Mommy. That’s good…that’s so good…! Mmmmm!”

<<you can riff here a bit if you’d like?>>

*stroking slows*

“I’m your Mommy now, baby…MmHmmm. I am. I’m your Mommy…”

“Shhhh….shhh…it’s okay…it’s okay. I’ve got you, Mommy’s got you…

“You just close your eyes…rest on Mommy. Mommy’s got you. Mommy’s got you. Shhhh….back to the nipple…there you go…shhhh…that’s right…good boy….”

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