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The Time Riders: Part 16 To further the science. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. There was a knock at the door and Valentina came in, pushing a silver cart in front of herself. "Thought it might be time for refreshments," she chirped, her cheerful brown eyes not at all fazed by the scene in front of her. She looked at Becky. "I figured you might find some electrolytes handy, so I have green smoothies, strawberry-banana smoothies, coconut water, and OJ. That should fit the bill, right?" "Thank you so much, Val," Becky said, not at all bothered by being naked in front of this girl. Clearly it wasn't out of the ordinary, so she didn't care. Not to mention she'd referred to Mike and Karen as 'Master' and 'Mistress', so there was more to her employment than met the eye. Nanu was staring at Val's outfit again, making Val giggle. She left the cart and approached the tiny Egyptian girl now, smiling. "Watch this, Nanu," she said before pulling her arms into her chest and doing on spin, her short skirt flaring out and twirling around her, revealing her tiny black panties. Nanu clapped excitedly, her eyes wide with delight. "Great, now she'll want to own one of those outfits," Becky sighed, shaking her head. "I'm sorry for the fib I'm about to tell about you, Val." She looked at Nanu. "It's a pretty outfit, yes, but it's a slave's outfit, darling." The Egyptian girl blinked. "She is a slave?" "Can't you see the collar she's wearing?" Becky pointed out, indicating Val's black lace choker, with the glittering white stone on the front. "She; is a slave to the gods?" Nanu murmured, lapsing into thought about that before looking back at Becky. "Well, that doesn't sound so bad, does it? We should become their slaves." Karen broke down giggling, hiding her face in her husband's massive arm and kicking her feet cutely. Mike just smirked while Becky sighed and rolled her eyes. Valentina had no idea what had just been said, but based on her employers' reactions, whatever it was hadn't panned out as Becky intended. She decided to make herself scarce. "scuse me, servant stuff to do," she chimed, doing a curtsy before leaving and closing the door behind her. Nanu sat up, straddling Mike's waist and trying to figure out why the goddess was laughing. "Really?" Becky groused, giving Nanu a sour look. "I rescue you from slavery, and you decide to volunteer for it because it's these two?" "Do you blame me?" Nanu said with a shrug. "As long as I get fed and fucked, this seems like a good life with pretty clothing." "You do not need to be a slave for us to do that with you, Nanu," Karen pointed out, caressing her arm. "Well, nobody's fucked me yet," Nanu announced, trying to pout rather unsuccessfully. "What good is being a free woman if it doesn't get me cock when I need it?" "I see food and sex are her two primary drivers," Mike mused. "And possibly revenge," Becky added, watching as Nanu reached behind herself and took hold of the currently soft cock and began massaging it. "If you see her whispering into her palm, shit's about to get real. Honey, that might not be a good idea." "They said I don't need to be a slave to fuck them," Nanu replied, still stroking and now fingering herself, as if to get ready. "I want to be fucked." "Let the chips fall where they may, I guess," Becky said, sitting up and moving around the bed to join Karen. Soon, they were in a sapphic tangle, limbs wrapped around one another and kissing deeply. Nanu watched while she stroked the god's cock, slowly bringing him to life. Karen was on top of Becky now, sitting up and straddling with their legs scissored and their wet pussies kissing. She began to squirm her hips, and Becky did the same, groaning in pleasure. "Hmm, missed this too," she murmured. "As did I," Karen sighed, pulling Becky's leg up so that it was braced against her with her toes in the air. They slowly slithered together, nether lips mingling, clits brushing against one another. They were both wet enough that they could hear their lovemaking. The god was hard now, and Nanu was determined to do this right. She moved backward and pushed up as tall as she could on her knees, her cunt directly over the huge cockhead. She pressed against it and moved around, making sure she was good and wet. She felt the tip just push her lips apart slightly, and inched her way down. She bit her lower lip as the pressure increased, feeling a very slow penetration. She gasped and shuddered as the head went inside, stretching her in a way she hadn't felt before, except with a fist. There was an audible, wet and almost gristly 'pop' noise, followed by another from somewhere inside her hips structure as she sank down and sat very still. Becky and the two professors looked at her somewhat curiously. "Nanu?" Becky asked. "You okay, darling?" The tiny girl didn't respond, still staring off into space, her eyes unseeing. Finally, a single tear was trickling down her cheek. "Oh, well done, Ramrod," Karen said rather sarcastically to her husband, still looking at Nanu. "Even if you didn't break her in half, she's still going to have hip dysplasia." "I didn't make her do it," Mike pointed out. "I hope we have a wheelchair around, though." The Egyptian girl finally opened her eyes, slowly, and took several deep breaths, her palms resting on the god's muscular abdomen. She looked up at the ceiling, puckering her lips and making sucking sounds as she tried to center herself. She trembled as she pushed up on her knees, starting to move, and then shook almost violently as she sank back down. She squeaked and then whimpered, going still. Then she repeated the process, taking it slow. "Well, I'll be damned," Becky mused as she watched, still grinding her cunt against Karen's. "She actually did it and didn't kill herself. She'll be trying to sit on fire hydrants next." Nanu didn't make it more than three strokes up and down before she clapped her and over her mouth and screamed into it, her entire body shaking as she came. Once she'd recovered, she began moving up and down again, a little faster, determined to have at least one more orgasm before she died. She straightened her torso and kept moving up and down, her eyes closed and a shameless moaning escaping her lips. She lasted a little longer this time, but still ended up clamping both hands over her mouth and screeching, almost convulsing before she simply wilted, collapsing forward on to the god beneath her, eyes wide open but unseeing, chest heaving as she tried to breathe. "Determined little thing, isn't she?" Karen mused, looking on, even while she made love to Becky. How she'd missed this feeling with her favorite student. "You'd have to be, to survive what she did pretty much her whole life," the blonde replied with a sigh, undulating beneath her teacher. "She's such a sweetheart, but she surprises me sometimes with a brutal mercenary streak. And her morals are; decidedly different from ours." "Noted," Karen said before leaning down and kissing Becky heatedly, squashing their tits together. They were swallowing one another's tongues, grinding and girl-fucking their way to bliss, until Becky wailed into Karen's mouth, cumming hard. Karen followed moments later, bathing Becky's cunt in her sticky essence. They wrapped themselves up in one another, kissing deeply and just enjoying the shared post-orgasm bliss. It had been too long, and Becky would do her damndest to make sure that didn't happen again. She almost giggled through the kiss as she thought about the fact that she had access to a time machine, if she really needed to see to the issue. She and Karen rolled themselves together into Mike's side, snuggling into him while Nanu seemed quite content to simply remain motionless on top of him. Given that she was almost bolted down to his cock, she might not have had much of a choice in the matter, mind. "You okay there, Prof?" Becky asked, smirking up at him while she caressed her other idol. "Might've been a while since I've been in anyone quite this tight," Mike replied, smiling and pretending to wince, as if being clamped inside Nanu was somehow painful. "Excuse you, sir," Karen chimed, trying to sound indignant, but failing as she giggled. "Am I to understand I am not tight enough for you?" "You're the perfect amount of tightness, Gordon, and you know it," the huge blond man said, reaching over and caressing his wife's ass cheeks. Karen purred contentedly at the contact, snuggling into Becky even more. Becky sighed, because she loved watching the profs together. She'd never seen two people more desperately in love, or more perfect for one another. "So is it just you and Nanu in your little arrangement?" Karen asked, looking down at her student and gently poking her nose. "Well," Becky began before offering a weak smile. "It's complicated?" "Given what a hard time you had earlier, perhaps I shouldn't be surprised," mused the older woman, smiling kindly. "Are you hiding another girl from elsewhere in the world?" "No," Becky said, blushing. "I;” If she couldn't tell these two, who could she tell? "There might be an angle with one of my students," she confessed. "Rebecca Nightingale Fischer," Karen said, her smile becoming a smirk. "You and a student? You naughty girl. Not that Michael and I are in any place to judge, of course." "Don't I know it," Becky giggled. "Yeah, there is. Or there will be. I don't know how to explain it." "One of those moments again, clearly," Mike said, his other hand stroking down Nanu's back. She looked positively tiny on top of him, like a kitten gone to sleep. She was stirring and slowly coming back to life. "Don't try too hard, Rebecca." "Yes sir," she said rather reflexively, but she also enjoyed the little tingle she always got from obeying him. "Mark and I, and Nanu, will be a thing by the time summer rolls around." "M-ark?" Nanu mumbled tiredly, almost yawning. Had she fallen asleep? "What about M-ark, Mistress?" "She calls you Mistress, hmm?" Karen observed. "It looks like I'm not the only one with a kitten on my hands." Becky blushed. "She; insists she be allowed. I've tried to break the habit, no dice." She looked at Nanu now. "I was just explaining about waiting until the summer before we will be seeing Mark." "You get to see him all the time at school," Nanu pointed out. "But you say you can't fuck him. I hope they understand, because I sure don't." "Nonlocal measurement," Karen said, listening to the two younger women speak in Latin, although she was talking to her husband. "Low-entropy probability that falls outside the Born System." "And deterministic despite a Dirac constant and equation," Mike said before he chuckled and began sitting Nanu up straight. She shuddered and gasped deeply, seeming to have forgotten that she was speared on him. Her eyes were wide as she stared down at where her cunt was split wide apart by his massive erection. She didn't seem to be able to process anything like that fitting inside her. "Christ," Becky muttered, shaking her head. "I'm supposed to be a physics teacher, and I have no damn clue what you two are talking about." "Ultimately, determinism," Mike replied, letting Nanu try to adjust. "I remember teaching you the concept." "And I remember the lessons," Becky sighed. "Never thought they'd be applied to me personally. I keep forgetting you two are religious." "I think it's pretty much a given that you, my dear, are meant to study quantum crystallography," Karen cooed, stroking the blonde's cheek. "So of course, Michael and I will teach you everything we know, and will help you further on that path. You were, without question, our most gifted student. This is your chance." "What's everyone talking about, Mistress?" Nanu asked, shifting around her hips to make sure they weren't actually fractured. "You're talking in your stupid En-gush." "Nanu, we'll speak Latin so that you're not left out," the goddess said gently, reaching over and stroking the Egyptian girl's thigh. "We were asking Rebecca if she wanted to come and teach with us soon, instead of staying where she is." Nanu considered and then looked at Becky. "Mistress, I think you're very smart, but I'd think you were very stupid if you didn't take this offer. And take M-ark with you, maybe it'll make him less stupid." "I guess that settles it," Becky sighed, shaking her head. "I can't refute those points." "This Mark of yours sounds like a real charmer," Karen teased, finally sitting up and then clambering off Becky. She moved aside while her former student sat upright, rotating her neck and stretching her shoulders. "He must be a demon in the sack if you're willing to put up with his apparent lack of intelligence." "He's not stupid, he's just; he doesn't find applying his brain power all that agreeable, except to get himself out of trouble," Becky explained. "As for him being a demon in the sack, he's not bad, but; well, I'd been going through a dry spell when this all happened." "There is no excuse whatsoever for you to be going through a dry spell, young lady," Mike told her, sitting up and still keeping Nanu in his lap. But she squeaked when he turned her around, still nailed to him by his cock, which felt like it was battering her rib cage from below. Her eyes were wide as she just sat and listened. "You're every bit as attractive as you are intelligent, Rebecca, so if you're experiencing a dearth of sex, that's just you being difficult." "It's hard to find partners who measure up," Becky grumped. "Except for Nanu, of course." Nanu sniffed and nodded righteously, happy to be included in whatever the fuck they were all talking about. She was used to being ignored as a slave, she had no intention of being ignored now that she was a free woman. "You'll come to the housewarmings, yes?" Karen asked. "The third and the fourth weekends of this month." "You're having two housewarmings?" Becky asked. "Why two?" "One is the official housewarming, where I take over as head of the Blackwell elder line and its operations," Karen replied. "The one the following weekend is of a more fun and; well, risqué nature. The invite list for that is much more select. You and Nanu simply must come to both." Becky turned her head to look at Nanu. "Did you understand all that, my love?" Nanu thought about it. "Karen is becoming Mistress of this palace and there are two celebrations, one official, and one that is; naughty. She wants us to come to both." She leaned forward toward Becky now, her look an imploring one. "Can we please, Mistress?" "Of course we can!" Becky laughed gaily. "I wouldn't miss this for all the gold on earth!" More joyous laughter, and they all embraced one another, finding partners and beginning the lovemaking again. Another hour later, the Byron Lounge. "I'm really hoping you like this," Becky said as she poured the wine into her host's glasses. Mike and Karen were sitting on a large chesterfield together while Becky and Nanu were in a smaller loveseat across from them. The table the glasses were on was in the center. "You'll probably find it very unique." "It's potent, I can already tell," Karen remarked, watching her student pour. "The nose is quite powerful from here." "Interesting color for a white wine, too," Mike added, noting the distinct amber tint to the liquid. His wife was right, it was strong. It almost stung the olfactory senses and poured like a syrup. Even Madeira wines were lighter than this. The maderizing process must have been unusually acute. Becky handed each of her companions a glass and then sat down next to Nanu. The three women all looked at Mike, expecting him to lead the toast. He nodded and held up his glass. "Dignitas amicorum pie zeses vivas." Karen nodded and repeated the toast, but in English, the only time Nanu ever considered the language divine and lovely. "Worthy among your friends! Drink that you may live. May you live." The bouquet was sharp, certainly, and Mike guessed the alcohol content was well north of fifteen percent. The wine was clearly meant to be sweet, but the robust body was definitive. This wine must have been aged longer than Becky had been alive. Where had she gotten it from? He glanced over at his wife, who had an even more acute nose and sense of taste than he did, and she was examining her glass quietly. Karen was rolling it around inside her mouth quietly, letting it play over her refined palate. Her eyes caught his, and they knew what the other was thinking. Becky and Nanu watched quietly. It was always fascinating to Becky how these two operated. "That's an Aglianico grape, I'm sure of it, even though I have never had one quite like that," Karen mused. "It's been aged in clay," Mike agreed, nodding. "For a long time. The hangovers must be murder." They both looked at Becky, who smiled hopefully. She wanted them to like it, but also hoped they wouldn't ask more questions she couldn't answer. She was doing her best. "Rebecca, I'd like to have Jordan and Tatyana try this, may I call them in?" Mike asked. She nodded and he bipped his smartwatch, asking the former seneschal of Blackwell Manor and its current one to join them. They came in together some minutes later, while Mike and Karen were still discussing the wine. "You rang, my friend?" Jordan asked, while Tatyana nodded her head respectfully. Jordan saw the bottles on the table, noting the amber color. "Is that a Malvazia wine? Very strong, I can feel it tickling my nose from here." "With Rebecca's permission, we would like for you two to try this," Karen suggested, standing and walking over to a small cupboard from which she retrieved two more glasses. "It's quite unlike anything either Michael or I have tried, and I thought we had a very broad palate by this point." Karen poured two small glasses and brought them over to the pair. Jordan, who had been the Blackwell estate sommelier for decades, and Tatyana, its current sommelier, both examined the amber libation curiously. Jordan put the cup to his lips and sipped it. Tatyana did as well, the only reaction from her being her eyes narrowing slightly. "That is very unique, I must say," the older man said finally. "It reminds me a Sangiovese in some ways, but; more primal somehow?" "It is an Italian wine, I think," Tatyana added. "But unlike any I have tried before." "It's what I imagine a Falernian wine would be like, if the genuine article thing still existed," Karen posited. "But those methods are lost. We only know them from poetry and accounts of Roman historians, such as Galen and Pliny. This is; wondrous to try." Becky sighed slightly, relaxing. She was so worried about running into time lock that it was a relief she'd managed to let them actually taste the wine. The profs knew something was up, that she couldn't help them, and they would just have to figure out as much as they could on their own. Was she meant to have done this? Was it Fating? She banished the thought from her head, she would drive herself crazy. She was here to have fun with the two people who had made her who she was, and to share that joy with Nanu. To her delight, Nanu seemed to be acclimating well, even if she was in awe and fear of these 'gods'. Mike looked at Becky now. "This must have cost you a pretty penny, something this unique." Becky smiled. "I can manage more, if you want. As many bottles as you like. Just don't ask how or why." "Fair enough," Karen said, looking over at her husband. "And we just found our drink of choice for that toga party we discussed." Mike laughed and Becky giggled. Poor Nanu. She escapes slavery from Imperial Rome, only to end up in a time period where dressing like the patricians who enslaved her was the height of chic at a party. Rome was clearly the eternal city in more ways than one. And this one time, wining about it was a good thing. Later that afternoon. "Mistress, look at all these men," Nanu said quietly, as if the portraits and busts they were walking by could hear her. She could've sworn some of them were staring right at her, their eyes following her movements. "They are all rather frightening to me." Becky nodded as she walked hand-in-hand with Nanu down the Hall of Ancestors. "I remember the first time I saw them, my love, and they intimidated me as well. They are the ancestors of my professor, going back almost a thousand years." Nanu seemed rather surprised, and a little wary. "They're all gods?" Shit, how do I explain this without breaking her mind? Becky wondered rather wearily. "They all have the same hair like the god, maybe lighter, and the eyes," Nanu observed, still speaking quietly, so that the numerous men didn't hear her. "I can't tell if they're as big as he is." Okay, extra complication there as well. "No, my love, they are the ancestors of Karen," Becky explained, knowing this wasn't going to get easier. That revelation gave Nanu paused. She stopped and looked up at Becky now, almost frowning. "But they look like him, not her. They have the same straw hair and the eyes the color of the sea." She looked down at the ground now as she tried to parse out what her Mistress was telling her. "But her eyes are the color of his hair; maybe they are brother and sister?" Now Becky's eyes widened. "Well, if Iupiter and Iuno were brother and sister but also husband and wife, why can't these two be?" the Egyptian girl reasoned. "They gave birth to all the gods. But; where are these gods now?" She gestured broadly at the hallway and the gallery of busts and portraits. "Nanu, I; I don't know," Becky confessed, trying not to falter in explaining. "I've never met them, honestly. I met the father of Karen, that was it." She pointed to an imposing portrait of Jonathon Blackwell, Karen's father, which hung on the wall not far from them. "And where is that god now?" Nanu asked. Becky hadn't done herself any favors by mentioning she'd met other 'gods'. She tried distraction now, pointing at a large open space nearby on the wall. "Look, that is where the portrait of Karen will go, once she is officially head of her fa; of the pantheon." Well done, Fischer. Nanu looked at the empty space. "So the goddess will be the supreme ruler? What of the god? She seems to obey him, why will he not be up there?" This was getting harder and harder. Becky squeezed her eyes shut, trying to think of a remotely plausible answer. What a rotten moment for time lock to not interfere. "He is from a different family of gods, my love," she said finally, giving up. She didn't have the mental strength to overcome Nanu's fantasies. "A line of mighty ones, but that doesn't mean that she won't rule her own family. She may obey him, but she is their leader." It was true, just massively out of context. "So we are invited to the festival that sees her become ruler?" Nanu asked in wonder. "We are very important, aren't we?" It was finally a question Becky could answer honestly. She smiled and caressed the younger girl's cheek. "Yes, my love. We are very important to them. That's why they want us there." "What does the goddess' name means, Mistress?" queried Nanu. "Karen. It is so unusual to me." Another smile. Becky knew this tidbit, because she had laughed with her mentor about it so many times over the years they'd known one another. "Her names means 'Purity', my dear." Another wry face from Nanu. "But she fucks like Venus, Mistress. I'm not sure 'pure' is the best way to describe her." Becky restrained a giggle. "And the god? What does his name mean?" Becky happened to know that one as well, since the name was common enough. "His name means 'godlike', or 'like unto a god'." "Well at least that one makes sense," Nanu admitted. They continued walking, with Nanu gaping at just about everything. Mike and Karen were seeing to a small matter, and had suggested that Becky take Nanu for a stroll around the estate. Becky had to think about what might catch her attention, and what she'd even be able to understand. She'd already shown Nanu the service elevator, and the young woman was stunned how the tiny room could bring her to different places at the simple push of a button. Food always interested Nanu, but if they were staying for dinner, she could keep the little glutton out of the chef's way for a few hours. Glenda showed them the garage, with all the exotic and rare cars. Nanu seemed especially taken with the huge jeep and the bright red Countach. They found Ari in what was apparently an arcade (rich people, go figure!), and they watched while he played Street Fighter IV. Nanu looked on in fascination as Ari controlled the little man inside the box, making him beat up another little person. Before she got overstimulated and bloodthirsty (Becky was beginning to suspect that violence and sexual arousal were quite mated in Nanu's psyche), they went to find something else to look at. Soon, they found themselves in the compassion greenhouse. The rather pungent odor hit them the moment they opened the door. Nanu wrinkled her nose and pinched it shut with her fingers. "They grow asterion, Mistress?" she asked, her voice sounding funny before she was keeping her nose pinched shut. "I remember it from the house of my Flavian masters. We made ropes and rugs with it. They would bake the seeds into cakes. The cakes made me feel tired." Becky nodded. "It's a recreational substance in my time. They grow all sorts of things here, some of which will be very new to you." "I will get tired if we stay in here," Nanu said. "Just from the smell of the plants." Tempting, Becky thought, but ultimately decided against it. There was still lots to do, after all. They toured some of the other greenhouses before heading back into the Manor. In the foyer, they ran into two young women. Becky stepped up to greet them. "Hi, I'm Becky, this is Nanu," she said, shaking their hands. The rather buxom brunette seemed very pleasant, although Becky could already tell she was a bit of a space cadet. The other one, a shorter girl with honey-blonde hair in a pixie cut, was lean and athletic, her hazel eyes observing everything. "Hi, I'm Jeanie," the brunette said cheerfully before looking at Nanu. "Oh, wow, look how pretty you are! I'll bet you're a big hit with all the boys, aren't you?" She bent her knees slightly, resting her hands on them so she was closer to Nanu's eye level. "And what grade are you in?" Becky restrained a giggle-snort, declining to translate for Nanu. The Egyptian girl looked up at her, a rather confused expression on her face. "What's the stupid girl asking me?" she wondered. "She just said you're very pretty and all the boys must love you," Becky selectively answered. "Well, she's right about that, at least, so maybe she's not completely stupid," Nanu sniffed. "Sorry, Jeanie," Becky said, turning her attention back to her new associate. "Nanu doesn't speak English, we speak Latin to one another. So unless you speak it too, I'll have to translate for you." "Oh, yeah, no," Jeanie replied, shaking her head. "Fre'n' me barely speak English, so I guess you're on duty for us with the Latin stuff." "Hey now," the pixie-haired girl said, giving Jeanie a look before also stepping forward. She was wearing some chinos and a tank top, her jacket thrown over her shoulder. She shook Becky's hand. "Hello, I am Freja. We have been hearing about you both, I am honored." She smiled at Nanu now. "I am happy to meet you, Nanu." Becky translated, but Nanu didn't seem to hear what she was saying, since she was focused on Freja. The Danish girl was not much taller than her, but also had tiny tits, barely worth mentioning. She was smirking as Freja put out her hand, and instead of shaking it, she simply put her hands on her hips and pushed her chest forward slightly, thrusting out her tits. Freja faltered somewhat at the sight of them on display like that. "Anyhows," Freja said, turning her attention back to Becky, even if her wife was still staring at Nanu's chest. For a tiny girl, she had a huge rack. "Jeanette is my wife, we are pleased to be making your acquaintances. You ams staying for dinner?" Becky nodded, ignoring the fact that Nanu was turning slowly left and right, showing off her bust in profile. "The profs convinced me to come work as a Physics teacher at the uni. Do you two go there?" "Yes," Freja confirmed. "Jeanette is in Health and Nutrition Sciences, and I ams at the Skule." "Ooh, an engineer," Becky breathed, smiling. "Love it! You'll probs end up building a lot of the equipment I need in order to; Nanu, stop that, you brat!" She nudged the smaller woman with her hip since Nanu was cupping her tits and squishing them together. Either one of her tits was much bigger than both of Freja's, and clearly the girl was self-conscious about it. This was no doubt some leftover competition and survival trait in Nanu, finding advantage in whatever form it came. Given how she'd been mocked the other night at the bar, maybe she shouldn't be surprised. Still, she couldn't let her behave that way. "Jeanie, honey," she said, smiling at the other half of the married couple. "Would you mind taking Nanu and finding her a bathroom? I want to pick your wife's brain about something with engineering." "Oh, a hundred p," the brunette said, nodding and taking Nanu by the hand. "How'd you say 'Let's go pee' in Latin?" Becky couldn't believe she was saying this, but obliged. "Eamus mingere." "C'mon, Nanu," Jeanie said to the confused Egyptian girl, leading her off. "Eat a moose lingerie." "Even for her, that was nowhere near the close," Freja sighed as she walked along with Becky now. "I just wanted to get Nanu away from you, she gets competitive," Becky said. "Sorry about that. She was raised as a slave, so she has a survival mode about not being the smallest and weakest." "And my tits, they are smallest and weakest," the Danish girl muttered. "Oh, I think they suit you just fine," Becky said helpfully, taking Freja's hand and giving it a squeeze. "'sides, I kinda want to get a look at the rest of you without Nanu around, you look pretty muscular." Freja smiled. "I works out a lot, I guess. I played fodbold, your soccer, and also field hockey. I do some martial arts as well." "Ooh, tell me!" Becky said, pulling Freja into an unused lounge. "Tell me what you take and I'll tell you what I practice." Freja put down her coat and stood there, letting Becky see her body, although she still had her clothes on. Her shoulder muscles were obvious, but she lifted her tank top enough to show up her segmented and rock-hard abs. "I ams having a black belt in Grace Jujutsu, as well as Kenpo, and I also know Fujian White Crane. What do you practice?" "Krav Maga," Becky replied, lifting her own shirt enough to show off her smooth, firm midsection to her new friend. "Started quite a few years ago, mostly to blow off any sexual frustration, and to deal with guys who get too handsy, you know?" Freja smiled and nodded. "I believe you, for you are very well sexy-built. But we should spar, I would love to try myself against your Krav Maga." "I would love that too, Freja," Becky purred, her smile becoming sensual. "Win or lose, gonna love it. But haven't you tried sparring with the big man before?" "Once," Freja said, shaking her head. "He literally squashed me like a bug. I lasted three seconds and he just squashed me." Becky giggled. "He was the one who began teaching me Krav Maga, and every time I spar with him, I get squashed too. I think of them as sex injuries, you know?" Freja laughed. "Jeanette and I, we fuck the profs occasionally, so yes, I understand. We are lovers to them, and to their son and his wife, Karen's younger sister, Alexandra." "They were telling me about that whole arrangement, but I'm gonna need time to sort it out," Becky admitted. "It sounds like it was a helluva year." "I met my wife and married her because of Alex and Alexandra," Freja said, shucking her tank top now and just leaving her tits exposed. She didn't mind. "And what I can guarantee you, Rebecca, is that when you see Alex and Alexandra together, it will make you very happy." "Honey, I don't doubt that one bit," Becky said, pulling her own shirt off and then unhooking her bra. In a bathroom down the way. "See, this is pretty nice, right?" Jeanie said, sitting on the ornate but comfy chair, her chin on her hand while she looked at Nanu, who was simply sitting on the toilet with her pants around her ankles. She'd already managed to go pee, but apparently this stupid girl hadn't noticed and was still talking to her. "Li'l bit of girl bonding time, right?" "You really are dumb, aren't you?" Nanu said, trying to keep the snide tone out of her voice, in case the stupid girl tattled on her to Mistress. "I'm done going piss, now what?" "Oh, I've got an idea," Jeanie said rather eagerly. She pulled her shirt over her head, and then quickly undid her bra, letting her tits fall out. Nanu's eyes widened for a moment as she stared. They weren't the largest she'd ever seen, the goddess' were certainly bigger, and her Mistress' probably were too. But this dumb girl wore them well, and she clearly didn't mind showing them off at a moment's notice. "Now show me yours," Jeanie said, pointing at Nanu's shirt. The Egyptian girl shrugged and peeled off her shirt, and the stupid bra thing underneath, leaving her as exposed as her companion. Jeanie nodded approvingly as she assessed Nanu's tits. "Nice, we can have a lot of fun with those," Jeanie said, getting up and coming to kneel in front of Nanu now. She put her hands on Nanu's tits and fondled them, feeling around and giving them a good squeeze. "Yeah, these're primo, babe. Well done." Nanu didn't have a damn clue what the dunce was saying, but her tone indicated she liked Nanu's tits, and as a result, Nanu was getting groped. She didn't object at all. "Mind if I?" Jeanie asked, not waiting for an answer before leaning in and starting to swirl her tongue around one of her new friend's nipples. Nanu shivered and gasped, decidedly not objecting to this treatment. She hadn't been fucked in over an hour, so this was a good start. She reached forward and groped the brunette's big tits, liking how heavy they felt in her hand. She could feel herself getting wet, and wanted to do things with this girl now. "Hmm, new and better idea;” Jeanie said, pulling back and standing up long enough to go over to a closet and pulling out a large, plush towel. She remembered they were in there after her unfortunate encounter a few weeks earlier with the neighbor kid, who turned out to be necrotic, or narcosomic, or something. She laid the towel out on the marble floor, and then smiled at Nanu, patting the towel and indicating she should lie down. Nanu got off the toilet and laid down on her back as instructed, looking up at the dumb girl. Jeanie smiled and crawled partially over the smaller girl, her tits now hovering over Nanu's face, the nipples touching her nose. She eased down some more until Nanu could get one of the nipples in her mouth easily. Nanu began licking, tonguing and sucking readily. "Hmm, Jeanie for the win with the good ideas," the larger girl sighed, now craning down and beginning to suck and lick on Nanu's ample tits, the two of them losing themselves in the moment. Neither would feel the need to come up for air any time soon. Back in the other room. Becky grunted and strained, lying on her back and hands flexing against the floor. She was pushing with her hamstrings and her ass muscles, sweat streaming now from her nearly naked form. All she was wearing were her thong panties, and it still felt like she had too much on. Freja was lying opposite her, also just in her thong. They both had one leg in the air, locked against each near the ankle, and they were pushing hard, trying to overpower one another. It had been some time since Becky had engaged in a good bout of (the unfortunately named) Indian leg wrestling. Becky gasped and groaned, wondering if Freja was in as much discomfort as she was. She had the height advantage, a longer leg, so presumably more leverage, but Freja was very strong, her body a little bundle of muscle, which Becky had not appreciated until they'd decided on this little contest and they both stripped down. Whatever she lacked in the tits department, Freja made up for in the powerful ass department. Becky wouldn't be surprised if the little Danish girl could crack walnuts open between those cheeks. She heard Freja moan, taking heart that her opponent was working as hard as she was, although they remained in a deadlock at this point. If she couldn't overpower Freja, she'd simply have to hope to outlast her, until Freja's muscles were jelly and she gave up. They hadn't really decided on what the prize was for whoever won, but she held no doubt they'd both enjoy it. "Uh, fuck;” Freja rasped, her leg trembling every bit as much as Becky's. "You ams strong, like Alexandra or Andrea." "I'll take that; as a compliment;” Becky panted, her warm skin slick against the floor. She hoped she didn't stain the marble, she'd have a hard time explaining that to the profs. "You're really damn strong too, babe;” After almost two more minutes of straining and groaning, the strength of both women gave out at the exact same moment. Their legs bent and collapsed down, both of them breathing heavily, supremely tired from the contest. They slowly rolled onto their sides, almost going fetal as they tried to catch their breath. "That was; very difficult;” Freja managed to say. "I'm not gonna like walking on that leg for a week," Becky replied, thinking about the amount of grapefruit juice she was going to be drinking to deal with the lactic acid buildup in her leg and ass muscles. She hoped she wouldn't have to chase Nanu anywhere. "I guess it was a tie?" "Next time, we will make it a sexfight," Freja breathed, thinking she'd need a forklift to get her upright. "That will be easier on my body." "You have a deal, Fre;” Becky said wearily, hoping the profs didn't find her like this. Thankfully, the muscle pains subsided relatively quickly and easily, even if she knew she was going to be sore tomorrow. She found Nanu with Jeanie, and they both seemed much more refreshed and cheerful than her and Freja. She had a sneaking suspicion as to why. Nanu hadn't been in Freja's presence more than three seconds before she thrust her chest forward again, making sure the Danish girl knew who the mayor of Titty-Town was, even if she wasn't quite so blatant about it this time. They'd all gone to the kitchen so that Becky and Freja could rehydrate themselves a little. Freja was just drinking bicarbonate in water, whereas Theresa supplied Becky with her grapefruit juice. Nanu and Jeanie were drinking milk, and the two girls giggled at one another while they downed their glasses. Jeanie and Freja excused themselves, needing to get back to their condo. Jeanie hugged Nanu, making sure they squished their tits together, then did the same with Becky, although perhaps not quite as familiarly. Freja hugged Becky and then took a chance on hugging Nanu to say goodbye. Nanu accepted the hug, but made sure she pressed her tits right into Freja's reminding her who was in charge. Freja sighed, and they made their exit. "Miss Fischer, Mr. and Mrs. DeBourne will meet you in the Spencer Study now," Tatyana said, entering the room and nodding. "They apologize for the delay, things are just rather busy right now." "Well, what with finals coming, and the big ol' housewarmings, I'm not surprised," Becky said cheerfully, taking Nanu's hand and allowing Tatyana to take them to the aforementioned Spencer Study. Inside, Mike and Karen were sitting on a long, ornate chesterfield. Becky strolled in and sat down on a loveseat just across from them, joined by Nanu. Once again, the Egyptian girl seemed to be keeping her eyes averted. "I hope you don't mind, Rebecca, I thought we might continue having more of your delightful wine," Karen said, pouring some glasses. "I'm glad you like it, and especially glad that you aren't asking questions," Becky answered, relieved that her mentors seemed to genuinely understand her predicament, even if they couldn't understand her predicament. "I promise, I'll scare up some more for you." They were happily discussing Becky's future employment at the university, with Mike and Karen almost teasing her with tempting tidbits about all the latest research into quantum crystallography. Nanu listened quietly, understanding nothing, but knowing that whatever was being discussed was important. It was about making her Mistress happy, and nothing was more important to her than that. Well, getting fucked was as important, but clearly she could have both, so why quibble? Soon enough, they were joined by another person, whom Becky and Nanu turned to meet. A tall, young, and incredibly handsome blond man strolled in casually, wearing an infectious grin that Becky would recognize anywhere, even if she hadn't met him some years ago. He was so very obviously a DeBourne. Nanu's eyes went wide again, and she trembled in fear. "There you are, child-mine," Karen said as Alex walked into the study. "You remember Miss Fischer, yes?" "Of course," he said, smiling genially as he walked over to where the guest was sitting with another, smaller and exotic-looking girl. She stood up and he shook her hand, which was firm, friendly, and warm. A definite turn-on. "It's good to see you again, Ms. Fischer." "Oh, God, call me Becky, please," she said, trying to not blatantly ogle her professors' son. He was so much like Mike, only distilled into a more human-sized form, with enchanting electric blue eyes that radiated humor. But there was also a cool aloofness beneath, if he cared to let it be seen, and that was something he got from his regal mother. "You've grown up, Alex, and you were a lady-killer when you were just thirteen, I recall." "Well, everyone kept sayin' you were too old for me, so I had a wait a few years," he quipped, making her laugh. "Who's your friend, Becks?" Becky shook her head, since his new name for her reminded her of Mark. Still, it gave her a tingle when Alex said it, so she didn't exactly mind. He was more than free to keep calling her that. "Alex, this is Nanu. She's staying with me for the foreseeable future." Alex was going to shake Nanu's hand, but instead she slipped down to her knees, staring up at him in reverent awe before dropping her head to look at the floor. She began speaking quietly, her voice little more than a mumble. Alex raised an eyebrow before glancing over at his mother and father, who were still sitting on the large chesterfield. "Is she speaking Coptic? That's Coptic, isn't it? I don't speak that one yet." "Maybe if you were an elder of the church and showed a little more liturgical piety," Karen sniffed, holding her wine glass as she watched and assessed her son and his reactions. "Nanu is from very small-town Egypt, but she speaks Imperial Latin." Becky watched on, intrigued as he looked down at her again. "Please get up;” he instructed in the language of Imperial Rome. Nanu stood, but kept her eyes averted, even while he was addressing her. He smiled at her. "Nanu, I'm Alex. My full name is Alexander." She dared to look up at him again. He was a head, shoulders, and half a chest taller than her. She barely cleared his dad's abdomen. But she was certainly stacked for such a small girl. She had the build of a dancer, except with big tits. "The conqueror is named after you," she said in a hushed tone. "Alexander;” Alex looked back at his parents and Becky. "Does she think I'm a god? She's clearly not Muslim or Syriac Christian." "We haven't quite figured out what she makes of us," Mike replied, his deep voice from behind her making Nanu almost shiver and squeeze her eyes shut. This had been quite the day for her, and she'd met three gods now. How many people could say that? "Well, better you guys spend time thinkin' about it than me," Alex concluded, kneeling down so that he was eye-level with Nanu, taking her hands and smiling. She trembled at the touch. "Welcome to my home, Nanu;” he said cheerfully. She looked like she might faint. Her heart was thundering in her chest again, and she felt dizzy. "I hear you're due to get married, Alex," Becky mentioned, taking the pressure off Nanu before she just expired right there on the Persian rug. "Your aunt?" "Yep," Alex said, rising while gesturing for Becky and Nanu to sit again, which they did, Nanu somewhat unsteadily. Becky gave her some water while Alex eased himself onto the chesterfield next to Becky. Half a second later, Valentina brought in more drinks. Becky smirked at the steaming blue beverage waiting for Alex. Apparently it was some nerdy thing called a 'Romulan Ale'. "Mom's sister that I'm named after. "I take it you've heard the whole crazy story?" "Crazy stories seem to be the theme of this past year," Becky agreed. "Damned if I can get into mine, though. I am looking forward to meeting her as well, though. Your mom and dad have mentioned her over the years, the fact that she was missing from your lives. She and your grandmother were gone by the time I knew them." "Speaking of my baby sister, would you happen to know her whereabouts?" Karen asked, looking at her son. "She went with Aunt Jen to the pub while I was in class," he replied, nodding to Val in approval as he tried his drink. "Aunt Jen had a bunch a followers, so she took them all for a drink." "Meaning it'll somehow magically happen on my tab," Karen muttered while Mike patted her shoulder. "When was that?" "Alexa only had a half day, so they're probably almost home by now," he replied. "Aunt Jen really likes Theresa's coq au vin." He looked at Becky and Nanu now. "You two staying for dinner? Theresa makes killer food." "Well, your chef's bologna hasn't had any disastrous effects on Nanu's digestive tract, so I assume fresh poultry ought to be fine," Becky mused. "Nitrates and preservatives are the enemy, eh?" the young man laughed, once again reminding Becky of his father and giving her a tingle. They finished their drinks and Mike and Karen agreed to take them on a small tour. Becky was rather interested in the energy-saving measures, like the solar panels and the thermochromic windows. They were all touring the temperate produce greenhouse (called the 'Orangerie') some while later when two people joined them. "We're back, and we're not even hammered," the tall, gorgeous blonde chimed musically, the air of the room lightening with her presence. Even the resident butterflies of the Orangerie seemed to dance about when she was near them. She walked right up to Becky and hugged her. "You must be Becky! I've heard a lot about you." "I've heard a lot about you too, but I never would've believed anyone could be as stacked as your older sister," Becky replied, happily returning the squishy hug. "Let me introduce Nanu. Unless you speak Coptic, you'll need to speak Latin to her." "Hi, Nanu!" Alex almost sang as she knelt and hugged the shorter girl. Nanu's eyes looked like they might just spring out of her head before she swooned, not even having a chance to get on her knees and avert her eyes. "I'm Alexa!" "A; leks...a;” the Egyptian girl murmured as the tall, blonde goddess finally released her. She didn't go to her knees, she simply gazed at Alexa in quiet awe. This had been quite a day for her, even by her standards recently. "And I'm Jenny, lovey," the countess said, walking over and giving Becky a hug. "Chuffed to have you around. Have the lord and lady of the manor made their proposal to you yet?" "They have, and I've accepted, countess," Becky replied, enjoying yet another squishy, sexy hug. She had no doubt she'd end up fucking these two women eventually, if not Alex. She'd never had sex with a countess before, just a French noblewoman that she was reasonably certain was her own ancestor. "I could use the pay upgrade, certainly. Gotta pay for the classes to keep this bod toned somehow." "Delighted to hear it," Jenny said cheerfully, the two women still holding one another by the waist as they smiled at each other. Mike and Karen looked on, trying not to smirk. "And you're quite lovely, my dear. Certainly it won't hurt to' "Oh my gosh;” Alexa breathed, looking at the floor as an epiphany shivered through her. She looked up at Becky and Jenny. "We've gotta do that." "Do what, darling?" Jenny asked, looking at her but still holding Becky, their hips touching. "Well, look at us," Alexa said, coming over and inserting herself into the small hug, which was now a three-way. "Three tall, gorgeous blondes; we need to form a clique, or a union or something." "I've never belonged to a union," Jenny mused. "I've never not belonged to a union," Becky added. "Don't think I've been in a clique, though." "Yeah, but where's this ever happen?" Alexa said, pointing at each of them in turn. "Three natural blonde goddesses all together, none of us made of plastic or silicone; we're the world's most awesome and exclusive clique." "A Trinity," Alex added rather unhelpfully. "Yes!" Alexa said loudly, turning and pointing at Alex in excitement while Karen favored her son with a sour look for encouraging this. "The Trinity! That's it exactly!" She took Becky and Jenny by the hands and began pulling them out of the Orangerie, confusing the butterflies. "C'mon! We've gotta go take pics to celebrate our formation;” "Take care of Nanu for me," Becky called back, getting pulled along in Alexa's wake, as was the countess. The girl was frighteningly strong when she was exited; Becky would be amazed if even Andrea was stronger than Alexa. "Feed her or something', that'll keep her occupied." Nanu watched her Mistress disappear with the golden-haired goddess with the giant tits, along with the other woman. Seconds later, the three gods she was left with all turned to look down at her. She stared back at them awkwardly for a moment before opening her mouth and pointing at her gullet, then licking her lips and rubbing her belly. She looks like Nibbles the Mouse from those old Tom and Jerry cartoons when she does that," Alex observed. "Well, let's go see if Theresa can scare up some more bologna for her," the golden-eyed goddess named Karen mused, holding out her hand for the Nanu to take. "Ba-lo;” Nanu said eagerly as she followed Karen out of the Orangerie. "Ba-lo;” Soon enough she'd be eating again, and hopefully someone would fuck her. She hadn't anticipated anything like this happening to her, and she owed it all to her Mistress and the god-machine. It was a good day to be Nanu Tehemet. A study on the third floor. "Okay, so," Alexa began, herding the two women into the room and then closing the door for privacy. "This is gonna be awesome, the world's most elite clique." "It would be nice to belong to something Kat cannot dominate," Jenny mused, nodding. "What does our clique do?" "Just exist to show off how wonderful it is to be a blonde goddess," Alexa reasoned, rubbing her hands together and then assessing them both for a moment. "I mean, we're gotta spread the truth, right?" "Good enough for me," Becky declared readily, watching Alexa go over to a closet and pull out an expensive-looking camera and tripod. "Lotsa pics in various states of dress and undress?" &l

Sutton United Talk Time on Podcast is back to celebrate a massive three points and the first league away win of the season!Join host Mike Dowling and guest Mark as they dissect the crucial 3-2 victory over Truro City, a result that puts Sutton United firmly on the "upward curve". Mark, who made the long trip with the dedicated #AmberArmy, shares his matchday experience, from the atmosphere to the key moments on the pitch.We break down the goals, including Jaden Harris's opener and Kai Jennings' two brilliant strikes—one a "Terrific goal" —and discuss the importance of the team's resilient response after Truro equalised to make it 2-2.Key Topics Discussed:The significance of the first league away win for confidence and morale.The impact of loan star Kai Jennings, whose goals proved vital: "Without Kai Jennings would we have won that game? A bit doubtful".The rising team spirit under Agi and the heart-warming appreciation shown to the travelling supporters.Previewing the upcoming fixtures, including Gateshead and the National League Cup game against Southampton.Listen in now for all the post-match analysis and predictions!➡️ Subscribe to the Sutton Podcast

Stop Everything! We're stopping … everything. After nearly eight years of unapologetically overthinking pop culture, it's time to say goodbye.Bev shares the Stop Everything! origin story, Hannah has a chuffed to end all chuffeds, and we're sharing messages you've sent in from Stop Everything world.

Beverley's back from her trip and joins Hannah to share some news about the future of Stop Everything!Send us your thoughts about Stop Everything! Or what has you chuffed. Write or leave us a voice mail at stopeverything@abc.net.au

Hannah's chuffed by a southern gothic vampire horror film now available to stream, while Bec's binging police procedurals.Set in the 1930s and written and directed by Ryan Coogler (Black Panther), Sinners stars Coogler's long-time collaborator Michael B Jordan l. Jordan plays identical twins with dreams of setting up a juke joint, who instead face down the supernatural.And comedy writer Bec Shaw has delved into the archives to watch some cosy crime shows, rotating between Bones, Castle and Elementary. Her top pick is Elementary starring Jonny Lee Miller and Lucy Liu in a modern reimagining of Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes.Get in touch: write or send a voice memo to stopeverything@abc.net.au

We're chuffed about a new Australian sequel and a pop culture podcast that delves into the lives of c-grade celebrities.Hannah's sharing a long time listen; Who? Weekly, a pop culture podcast that delves into the celebrities you probably haven't heard of, reality contestants, YouTube stars, the "who?'s" of the world. And writer and film critic Jared Richards is chuffed by Top End Bub, a series sequel to the 2019 rom-com Top End Wedding, starring Miranda Tapsell and Gwilym Lee.Show notes:Who? Weekly podcast: https://www.whoweekly.us/

We're chuffed by two shows that have gone a bit under the radar on the streaming platforms.Hannah can't look away from the Netflix series Sirens: Survive the Island, the Korean reality series that drops teams of women onto a deserted island featuring fortified bases and rugged terrain as they battle to capture their opponent's flag.Guest critic Clare Rawlinson LOL'd nonstop watching In the Know, a stop motion comedy series, set in an American public radio station that feels a little too real.And Hannah and Clare share a couple of their picks for the Radio National top 100 favourite books. Don't miss out on having your say in Australia's favourite books from the 21st Century.Tell us what's got you chuffed. Write to stopeverything@abc.net.auShow notes:Radio National 100 favourite books: https://www.abc.net.au/listen/radionational/countdown/top100books

We're chuffed by the expansion of the sci-fi horror franchise Aliens and the relaunch of a popular parenting podcast.Hannah's watching the new Disney + series Alien: Earth which has all the familiar hallmarks of the original; face huggers, dark spaceships and creepy eggs but with an expanded world and moments of chaotic humour. And Clare's chuffed by the funny and smart conversations about parenting dilemmas in the relaunched Mamamia podcast, Parenting Out Loud.Get in touch: What's got you chuffed? Write or send a voice note to stopeverything@abc.net.auShow notes:PARENTING OUT LOUD: The Third Kid Dessert Analogy & FFS, Please Stop With The Texts: PARENTING OUT LOUD: The Third Kid Dessert Analogy & FFS, Please Stop With The Texts

This week Hannah and Bev are chuffed by the stuff that reminds them of their culture. Hannah's chuffed by Long Story Short, Netflix's time-jumping animated series about the Jewish-American Schwooper family, and Bev's chuffed by Left-Handed Girl, a feature about a woman and her two daughters making a living in a Taipei night market, from Taiwanese-American director Shih-Ching Tsou, co-written and edited by Sean Baker. Tell us what's got you chuffed: write to stopeverything@abc.net.au

Chuffed is stuffed this week! Hannah and Bev are hosting a potluck feast of recommendations, and everyone's brought something to share — from KPop Demon Hunters to Pedro Pascal and even more real estate reality shows to watch — there's lot of chuffing going on!Tell us what's got you chuffed. Write to stopeverything@abc.net.auShow notes:Hannah's chuffed@shaiie_foeva judges potluck dishes: https://www.tiktok.com/@shaiie_foeva/video/7537804410823380246?_r=1&_t=ZS-8yzn5mib0VuBev's chuffedPedro Pascal on Fresh Air: https://www.npr.org/programs/fresh-air/g-s1-82589/fresh-air-for-aug-14-2025-actor-pedro-pascalSheng Wang Sweet and Juicy: https://www.netflix.com/search?q=sheng%20wang%20sweet&jbv=81276951Hetty McKinnon's mushroom miso sausage rolls: https://cooking.nytimes.com/recipes/1025932-vegetarian-miso-mushroom-sausage-rolls?unlocked_article_code=1.fU8.dmh1.biBlNxRfrij7&smid=share-urlMore real estate reality showsPhil Spencer: Secret Agent: https://iview.abc.net.au/show/phil-spencer-secret-agent/series/1My Lottery Dream Home: https://www.9now.com.au/my-lottery-dream-home

This week Hannah and Bev are chuffed by the glorious mayhem of the Las Culturistas Culture awards and Mariah Carey's reaction to finding out Katy Perry went to space — four months ago.Tell us what's got you chuffed? write to stopeverything@abc.net.auShow notes:Las Culturistas awards on Prime Video: https://www.primevideo.com/detail/0N9IMEQ1JTSYUJZEPMBAL0DITZ/ref=atv_dp_share_cu_rMariah Carey on the Scott Mills Breakfast Show: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DNC-29rsUj4/?igsh=NXhqb2tydjJsaDZ1

Writer and comedian Jennifer Wong is Stopping Everything with Bev while Hannah is away.  This week Jen's chuffed by Moni, a short SBS series about Moni, a gay Samoan man who returns home to Western Sydney for his sister's wedding. Bev's chuffed by Cannonball, Wesley Morris' revamped New York Times culture podcast, and particularly his chat with chef and author Samin Nosrat about FX's The Bear. Show notes:Moni: https://www.sbs.com.au/ondemand/tv-series/moniCannonball with Wesley Morris and Samin Nosrat on The Bear: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T2alvm2DC1g&t=1s

While Hannah's away, comedian and writer Jennifer Wong is Stopping Everything with Bev.This week Jen and Bev are chuffed by murder mystery comedy the Residence (RIP), and Stanley Tucci in his pasta era.Get in touch: What's got you chuffed? Write or send a voice note to stopeverything@abc.net.au

Stop Everything! You're the best.In this special chuffed minisode, Hannah and Bev share your messages, recommendations and pop culture takes, and spoiler alert — they're good.Get in touch: Tell us what's got you chuffed — write or send a voice memo to stopeverything@abc.net.au

this week, James and Sam sit down with Hylton from Proper Chuffed!

Pedro Pascal is on the cover of Vanity Fair and from the sounds of the profile written by Karen Valby, he really is a very good hang.Get in touch: Tell us what you're chuffed about. Write or send a voice note to stopeverything@abc.net.auShow notes:Everyone wants a piece of Pedro Pascalhttps://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/story/pedro-pascal-cover-story?srsltid=AfmBOooLKxDkMe7DmEhAF2Jl5eZfeqC6TQoQh3xRwBT5nlegoM7gDkTd

Hannah's chuffed by Korean TV series Culinary Class Wars, Bev's chuffed that Hannah's chuffed and adding a few more Korean TV recommendations of her own: Chef & My Fridge, Zombieverse and The Zone: Survival Mission.Plus, a rundown of Logies nominations to get chuffed about.

In this inspiring episode of the Tough Girl Podcast, we set sail with Dr. Sheridan Lathe, aka Dr. Sheddy — a wildlife veterinarian, sailor, YouTuber, and passionate advocate for both animal and human wellness. After years of working with domestic and exotic animals in Australia and rescuing bears in China, Dr. Sheddy took her expertise to the seas. Now based on her 37ft sailboat Chuffed, she delivers free veterinary care to animals in remote coastal communities across Central America and Mexico — reaching places where traditional care simply doesn't exist. She funds her work independently through Patreon and YouTube while living full-time on the water with her partner Jim. In 2024 alone, Vet Tails helped over 450 animals across 13 communities, offering everything from vaccinations to life-saving surgeries. From sailing storms to working on polar bear rescues, dealing with typhoid, and building a life outside of convention — Dr. Sheddy is redefining what it means to live a life of purpose and impact. If you've ever dreamed of combining adventure, service, and personal freedom — this episode is for you.  Tune in to hear her story, the lessons she's learned, and how you can support her mission — or maybe even start your own.  New episodes of the Tough Girl Podcast drop every Tuesday at 7 AM (UK time)! Make sure to subscribe so you never miss the inspiring journeys and incredible stories of tough women pushing boundaries.  Do you want to support the Tough Girl Mission to increase the amount of female role models in the media in the world of adventure and physical challenges? Support via Patreon! Join me in making a difference by signing up here: www.patreon.com/toughgirlpodcast.  Your support makes a difference.  Thank you x Show notes Dr Sheddy Veterinarian and living on her sailboat in Mexico Delivery veterinary care to remote communities  Growing up in a small beach town in rural Australia  Having an affinity for animals Wanting to be a vet from a young age  Vet school in Australia  Graduating high school at 17 Becoming a vet at 23 Being interested in birds Wanting to specialist in the animals that no one else is seeing Wanting to focus on exotic animals Getting into sailing later on  ‘Chuffed' the boat 37ft mono hull, only 8 boats, made in 1990 Paying for everything Patreon and YouTube  Funding via social media  Animals on the boat Working with local veterinarians Sailing over the past few years Sailing for 8 months of the year Doing a major refit of the boat which took 2 years Buying the boat in Panama  Meeting her partner - Jim The covid years Working on a Polar Bear! (Mixed with a bit of grizzly - a golden bear!) Living and working in China at a bear rescue centre Where to next? Working with local communities and setting up a longer term solution Work life balance  Working at a rural town in Australia  Starting off as a new vet and the hours worked…. Superhero culture Moral injury Giving the best care available  Eating animals Getting typhoid fever in Mexico Not being able to gain the weight back Heading to small remote islands Wifi and keeping connected  VHF Radio for emergency Starlink on boats and in remote communities  How to support the work Dr Sheddy is doing Final words of advice for other women who want to follow their passions and interests Wanting to live life on your terms Using a Purpose Venn diagram The plan for the next few years Dreaming big Wanting to expand    Social Media Website www.vettails.com Instagram @dr.sheddy_the.sailing.vet Patreon - www.patreon.com/ChuffedAdventures    

We're so chuffed (gobsmacked, amazed, stunned) by season two of comedian Nathan Fielder's docuseries The Rehearsal that we had to break its chat out into its own ep.

The girls tackle another one-off with a celebrity charity bake off - benefitting Stand Up to Cancer. The cast of the Derry Girls square off with a signature trifle. Lisa and Allison introduce the cast and their acting credits, Allison remarks that Dylan was the weakest baker of the episode. Both girls agree that this may be the funniest episode either had ever seen.  Lisa remembers receiving a trifle dish for a wedding gift and Alliison mentions never having seen a trifle before becoming an adult. Both girls take issue with Siobhan's addition of jelly, but both agree that Siobhan is hilarious.  The belini technical has Allison scoffing at the lack of difficulty in making tiny canape pancakes.Both Lisa and Allison appreciated the sculpted cake final, and gave props to Dylan despite his use of fondant.  The gray fondant 60's decade cake didn't dissuade the judges from awarding  star baker to Soirse, and the girls end by foreshadowing their upcoming interview with a former GBBO finalist. Connect with us:https://soggybottomgirls.com Follow us on social media:Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/soggybottomgirlsInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/soggybottomgirls/

Strap in, degenerates, because—holy shit—episode 168 of the Gnar Couch Podshow descends on your brain like a Raptor cranked to 11, meth in the tank, and some dude named Lars judging your court case from the witness stand while Kid Rock shotguns a Busch Light in the background. Have you ever mixed an unwashed pair of five-panels with Swedish thrash metal and a keen yearning to eat trail dust in Virgin, Utah, all while contemplating whether your bones have enough density to survive the next catastrophic OTB? No? Well, welcome to our support group. This episode, we've got Amelia Capuano in the mix—slapping more send than your mom's boyfriend does Dew out of your hands, and just as calculated about it. JP still can't tell the difference between Voltron, Power Rangers, and probably his own reflection, while Cheef's somewhere in a parking lot mourning his inability to clear a jump that only eight-year-olds and groms with fresh HU Bars can manage. Boston Rob's over here leaning into his final-form Jewfluencer, generational trauma, and all, channeling his father-in-law while rocking those glasses down his nose like he's one matzo short of a bar mitzvah. Is this intro going anywhere? Nope. Are you? Not if you're stuck in traffic, three accidents deep, hovering over your brake pedal, wondering if tonight is the night you finally call in to our show and forget the damn phone number again. We've got tales of dirt jumpers crumpling under childhood trauma, chocolate bars worth more than your last pay stub, and Jimmy Sniper explaining how to achieve pegatration at your local skatepark. So unclench, quit saying “keen” unless you want us to actually start using “chuffed” unironically, and let's get this parasocial fever dream rolling harder than Mark Cuban's hairless head at a Shark Tank reject afterparty. Let's go. Check out our store for sick shirts. Got to our Patreon and give us money. Get 30% off BLIZ sunglasses and more with the code "sponchesmom".

In the strongest showing of American-British solidarity since the Spice Girls posed with the stars and stripes, the U.S. and the U.K. have squashed their burgeoning trade war. Canadian school boards have learned the first lesson of cyber warfare: Never trust the word of a hacker that's extorting you. Celebrating something? Let us know here: https://thepeak.typeform.com/to/MNdYA3TO

Headlines: - Mahmoud Khalil can be deported, US immigration judge rules- Israel bombs al-Ahli hospital- Israel confirms trials of Australian-made weaponry Segments:Interview with Barry Berih, lead plaintiff for the class action against Homes Victoria fighting against the high-rise public housing towers demolishment An excerpt of Uncle Robbie Thorpe and Manju's conversation with Aunty Sue Haseldine, providing updates on the fight to protect sacred Kokatha Country from missile testing from the Bunjil's Fire show. Bunjil's Fire airs on Wednesdays from 11AM to 1PM, you can catch previous iterations of the show at www.3cr.org.au/firefirst . Help support the protection of West Mallee with this Chuffed fund here https://chuffed.org/project/106310-protect-googatha-mula-country Jan Bartlett speaking with Amin Abbas, a Palestinian Australian and a co-founder of Olive Kids, an organisation dedicated to improving the lives of Palestinian children. Amin provides updates on Olive Kids' work to support children in Palestine as Israel continues its genocidal assault on Palestine. The pair also speak of how Israel's hypocrisy in providing aid to Thailand and Myanmar in the wake of an earthquake as the Zionist entity continues to bomb Gaza. You can listen to Tuesday Hometime on Tuesday evenings fron 4 till 6pm or listen back at https://www.3cr.org.au/hometime-tuesday. You can donate to Olive Kids at olivekids.org.au/donate/ Robbie Bunjileenee Thorpe's speech, introduced by Nasser Mashni from the Free Palestine rally on the 13th of April 2025  Rathi Barthlote's speech from the Free Palestine rally on the 13th of April 2025  Interview Marissa from the show doin' time about yesterdays Free Palestine rally, to catch more of Marissa's show go to https://www.3cr.org.au/dointime or listen live on Mondays, 4-5pm. Music: All music from today's show was from Sovereign Sounds, the event at Camp Sovereignty on the 13th of April 2025 Anti-National by Sekutu Robbie Thorpe with Public Opinion Afro Orchestra 

Bev joins the Bow Tie Guy to talk about setting and achieving SMART goals.

A Clare GP who'll be leading this year's Ennis St Patrick's Day parade believes the acknowledgement shows the value society places on the discussion of women's health issues. Dr Máire Finn of Ennis Medical Centre has been named alongside renowned uilleann piper Blackie O'Connell as a grand marshal for this year's annual procession in the county town. Having worked as a GP in Ennis since 1998, Dr Máire has been vocal about female and children's health issues throughout her career while also advocating for better healthcare for people in the Midwest. She's been telling Clare FM's Seán Lyons being honoured in this way is an indication that her many years of advocacy haven't been in vain.

It's time for another round of last week's picture books! This week we welcome in the Yuletide season with holiday horror anthologies.  Also Krampus hunting, mind prisons, and Mojo gets into the attention economy.  Pull List (with spoiler time stamps): 00:07:03 - Absolute Superman #2 00:18:37 - Dread The Halls 00:26:21 - Two-Face #1 00:37:27 - NYX #6 Support Tales From The Short Box by joining our Patreon! patreon.com/BraveNewWorldsComics  

This podcast covers New Girl Season 4, Episode 13 which originally aired on Jan 13, 2015 and was written by Sophia Lear and directed by Bill Purple. Here's a quick recap of the episode:In this episode, Coach lost his status as the guy people want to sleep with, so he encourages Jess and Ryan to come out about their relationship at school. Schmidt is dealing with an ulcer which Nick & Kai try to help him with. This episode got a 8/10 rating from both Kritika and Kelly; Kritika's favorite character was Winston and Kelly's favorite was Coach.While not discussed in the podcast, we noted other references in this episode including:Da Vinci - Schmidt agreed that Nick has always been physically lazy, but went on to say that mentally he was like “Da Vinci in tie-dye.” Dennis Rodman - Nick felt that Schmidt lived by his own rules in college and said he was like “a fat, Jewish Dennis Rodman.”Mars Rover - Ryan's field trip idea was to let the students talk to real astronauts and operate the Mars Rover.Additionally we mentioned in our podcast episode the “Old Girl” spoof with Helen Slayton-Hughes. You can watch it here. Thanks for listening and stay tuned for Episode 14! Music: "Hotshot” by scottholmesmusic.comFollow us on Twitter, Instagram or email us at whosthatgirlpod@gmail.com!Website: https://smallscreenchatter.com/

This week Nicola and Di chat with the beautiful and bubbly Tahnee Cook. Most people know Tahnee as one of the brides in the 2023 season of Married at First Sight (MAFS). Before MAFS, Tahnee worked as a content creator and PR manager and she is now the host of her own wonderful podcast, Chuffed, where she talks all things love, career and life and interviews a variety of guests with interesting stories to share.  In this conversation Tahnee gives us a glimpse behind-the-scenes of what it was like to be on MAFS. She talks about how it was a really positive experience for her and how she feels lucky she was matched with someone who she was compatible with at the time, and that they weren't a couple who the producers tried to create drama with or paint them as a villain. Tahnee lets us know her theory for how they pick the couples on the show and she talks about the more awkward moments - like when they had to swap couples.  We also hear about life after MAFS for Tahnee, her decision to go to couples therapy with Ollie, but why in the end it didn't work out. Tahnee is very honest about how she doesn't like the modern-day world of dating apps, the problems she has with them and then she asks Nicola and Di for any dating or relationship advice they would share with someone like Tahnee in their 20s.  Tahnee also shares about her new podcast Chuffed, and we hear about the juicy conversation she had with David The Medium (one of our favourite podcast guests here on OTBF) and how everything he predicted came true.  Tahnee is absolutely full of life - her energy and bubbly personality is infectious and we had such a fun time chatting with her. We hope you love her as much as we did.  Follow Tahnee on IG here Follow Chuffed on IG here Listen to Chuffed here Follow Nicola and Di on IG hereSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Ahoy Ahoy!  Dr. Sheddy the Sailing Vet joins us aboard the S.S. Unleashed from her own vessel, Chuffed, as she traverses the Mexican Pacific coast bringing veterinary services to underserved areas.  Listen as she describes her incredible story of carving her own path in Vet Med, from disenchanted land lubber to Captain Doctor of her very own ship!   Dr. Sheddy is a testament to the will, and vision, to pursue uncanny and non-traditional methods to practice medicine and make a real difference for animals in need.  You can follow her adventures and donate to her cause at:   vettails.com https://www.patreon.com/ChuffedAdventures Instagram @dr.sheddy_the.sailing.vet   This Weeks drink: The Sailor's Delight- (just eyeball it, for fun!) Malibu Rum Pineapple Juice Lime Juice Grenadine

This week I'm back in London town and giving you a little bit of a life update. Apologies for no episode last week, I feel like I've been non stop and wanted to take a bit of a step back and reset. So here is a quick chat about what I'm currently up to!  For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Today I am recapping my INCREDIBLE trip to Coachella!  Get your own FENTY SOFT'LIT FOUNDATION HERE  For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week I am so chuffed to FINALLY have MAFS alum, cohost of the Back To Reality podcast, and gorgeous human Selina on the pod! We get into life after MAFS, Selina tells us all about her new boyfriend, and what tips Selina has for me to get back out into the dating world!  Follow Selina on INSTA For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week I am incredibly chuffed to have Monique Mitchelson from The Neurodivergent Woman Podcast joining me. Monique is a neurodivergent clinical psychologist who specialises in treating trauma. She is an incredible woman who is so passionate about neurodivergence, particularly in women and girls, and i couldnt wait to have her on to chat all about it and to educate myself and you guys about ADHD, Autism, and heaps more.  Pre order Monique's book HERE For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Welcome back to part 2 of my chat with Isaac Compton! In this ep we get into content creating, the referendum, Sam Kerr, and so much more.  For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week I am stoked to have musician, comedian, MC, winner of The Summit and proud Munanjali, Minjungbul and Wiradjuri man Isaac Compton, joining me in the studio!  I've been wanting to have Isaac on for ages cos he is an absolute riot, ALSO - he's a huge MAFS fan and has a lot of thoughts about Harrison Boon's recent ‘unmarriable' antics. It was a wild record and we had so much to chat about so we're splitting this one into two parts - part 2 will be out on Monday! For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Welcome back to Young Hot Guys! This week the guys talking going out back in the day, The Nitelink and the young hot parents. Shane Daniel Byrne, Tony Cantwell, and Killian Sundermann are Young Hot Guys. This is a HeadStuff podcast produced by Hilary Barry. Artwork by Shane Kenna Email us at YHG@HeadStuff.org Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Hi guys! I am officially BACK in Aus and am coming to you directly from my bed! Come hang with me as I answer from questions from you, my beautiful listeners xx For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Dr. Michaela Musilova, an accomplished astrobiologist, author, and analog astronaut, joins the She Geeks Out podcast to discuss her mission of making science and climate change accessible to all. She shares insights from her space-related research and leadership roles, including being part of Homeward Bound Excursions empowering women in STEMM.  [00:00:16] Dr. Michaela Musilova, astrobiologist, author.[00:06:00] Importance of sharing pronouns.[00:09:42] Space dreams and inspiration.[00:13:36] Overcoming obstacles to study abroad.[00:15:00] Life on other planets.[00:21:35] Blackmailed out of grant.[00:23:11] Overcoming challenges and guilt.[00:26:57] Overcoming financial challenges in Hawaii.[00:32:31] Passion for astrobiology research.[00:36:06] Building settlements on Mars.[00:38:25] Space exploration and balance.[00:43:36] An impactful expedition experience.[00:44:29] Female leadership in STEM fields.[00:48:33] Pursuing Science and Technology[00:52:18] Creating your own path.[00:57:50] Geeking out about rocks.[09:23] Sign up for our mailing list. Links mentioned: Leading DEI Conversations program: https://bit.ly/49JosgNhttps://www.instagram.com/astro_michaelahttps://twitter.com/astro_michaelahttps://www.facebook.com/astroMichaelaMichaela's Chuffed Funding Campaign: https://chuffed.org/project/astrosevensummits Visit us at https://shegeeksout.com to stay up to date on all the ways you can make the workplace work for everyone! Check out SGOLearning.com and SheGeeksOut.com/podcast for the code to get a free mini course.

This week my bestie Tonia and I are in Thailand for my sisters wedding! We fill you in on all the chaos of traveling this beautiful country, PLUS I've signed up to a dating app so please DM me all your 'dating in another country' stories and questions and we will update you next week! Follow Tonia on INSTA For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week we have the absolutely hilarious Maddy Macrae! We chat all about becoming a comedy content creator, how Maddy came up as an actor, what dating is like as an influencer, and so much more fun stuff. Enjoy! Follow Maddy on TIKTOK and INSTA  For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week we welcome makeup artist and beauty influencer Claire Bridgett into the studio! I was so excited to have Claire on to chat all about her journey beauty influencing, the behind the scenes of sponsored content, what is going on with these kids in sephora, plus her excellent beauty trend predictions for 2024! Enjoy. Follow Claire on INSTA  For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week we have the incredible Anna McEvoy joining us in our Melbourne studios. We talk all about Anna's thriving new business Goldee Bee, wedding planning, PLUS, we also get into what it's like going through a public reality TV breakup. As you guys will hear I recorded with Anna directly after hearing my ex on a podcast, so it was perfect timing to debrief with Anna who had gone through a very similar experience after her Love Island relationship ended. There's a lot in this one guys, enjoy ❤️ Shop GOLDEE BEE Follow Anna on INSTA  For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Today we have one of our most requested guests, Bronte Schofield, joining me in the studio all the way from Perth! I was so stoked to catch up with Bronte and see how life is going post MAFS, we chat about her sister Keira's insane time on Love Island, Bronte's dating life, her beautiful swimwear line, and how she turned an opportunity on Onlyfans into that brand new amazing business LOLE SWIM. Enjoy! Visit LOLE SWIM Follow Bronte on INSTAGRAM For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

It's confessions week! From confessions that shocked us to our core, to a surprise exit, this week had everything. To recap this ridiculous week, I am so Chuffed to have Bronte Schofield all the way from Perth to break it all down!  Follow Bronte on INSTA For all submissions and sponsorship enquiries, please email: hello@chuffedpodcast.com   Follow @itstahnee and @chuffedpod on Instagram & TikTok Produced by DM PodcastsSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Only four bakers left to discuss this week as its the patisserie semi-final.  A perfectly decent signature of fancy financiers is discussed with Lisa stating she'd like to make them some day. The girls both agree that Dan's flavors are spot on, but is matcha really necessary? Allison shares the illegality of the Tonka bean here in the U.S.And, praise is given for Dan's Hollywood handshake. The Mille-feuille final leaves both girls wondering who actually make this, and why did Tasha make her last bake so difficult? Josh impresses with his showstopper, and the girls are chuffed to bits for the final!Connect with us:https://soggybottomgirls.com Follow us on social media:Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/soggybottomgirlsInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/soggybottomgirls/

It's another dessert week, and Allison speaks to every episode feeling like dessert week. A creme carmel signature has Allison sharing about her serving days at an Italian restaurant. Lisa shares the ease at which she makes carmel, and also gives the bones of a recipe that uses just one ingredient. Both Lisa and Allison scold Paul as he continuously rakes the bakers over the coals in this episode's technical treacle pudding challenge. Kudos given to Christy for producing the girls' favorite meringue bombe, and a brief farewell for Lisa's favorite baker Saku. Dessert week!Connect with us:https://soggybottomgirls.com Follow us on social media:Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/soggybottomgirlsInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/soggybottomgirls/

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The boys from Hill Awaits are on the show this week to tell a story about being poo-pranked by Graham Agassiz and recount the time a friendly hiking family took a dump on their step-up. Freeriders have been using the word "keen," which doesn't sit too well with anyone on the show, and the crew is fully chuffed to make fun of this trend. Jimmy Sniper tells dad jokes that are so bad the other cast members seriously consider kicking him off the show. Rampage probably gets made fun of again. Join some of the crew this Friday at Eagle Mountain Bike Park for a dig and ride from 4 to 8 pm! Support this stupidity on Patreon. Buy our cool fenders and Gnar Couch gear at gnarcouch.com. Get 30% off your performance eyewear with code "sponchesmom" at enjoywinter.com. Get your bike parts and accessories at thelostco.com. Get sick custom top caps at The Dark Bike Co.

Ryan Taylor has type 1 diabetes and I love the way he thinks about type 1. This BetterHelp link saves 10% on your first month of therapy Try delicious AG1 from Athletic Greens Use code JUICEBOX to save 35% at Cozy Earth  Get the Gvoke HypoPen CONTOUR NEXTONE smart meter and CONTOUR DIABETES app Learn about the Dexcom G6 and G7 CGM Go tubeless with Omnipod 5 or Omnipod DASH  Get your supplies from US MED  or call 888-721-1514 Learn about Touched By Type 1 Take the T1DExchange survey A full list of our sponsors  How to listen, disclaimer and more Apple Podcasts> Subscribe to the podcast today! The podcast is available on Spotify, Google Play, iHeartRadio, Radio Public, Amazon Music and all Android devices The show is now available as an Alexa skill. My type 1 diabetes parenting blog Arden's Day Listen to the Juicebox Podcast online Read my award winning memoir: Life Is Short, Laundry Is Eternal: Confessions of a Stay-At-Home Dad The Juicebox Podcast is a free show, but if you'd like to support the podcast directly, you can make a gift here or buy me a coffee. Thank you! Follow Scott on Social Media @ArdensDay @JuiceboxPodcast Disclaimer - Nothing you hear on the Juicebox Podcast or read on Arden's Day is intended as medical advice. You should always consult a physician before making changes to your health plan.  If the podcast has helped you to live better with type 1 please tell someone else how to find the show and consider leaving a rating and review on iTunes. Thank you! Arden's Day and The Juicebox Podcast are not charitable organizations.