Podcasts about gagging

Connor and Dylan are back this week to give the people what they're DMed about… a TWIN TALK. And boy, did we need one. With more hot gossip and pop culture headlines to discuss than you can even imagine, the twins take to the mic to dive in. Listen for a hot off the presses Broadway 2026 announcement for The Lost Boys, excitement for Allie Trimm and Lencia Kebede in Wicked, and Keke Palmer coming… soon? Jennifer Lopez getting her flowers for Kiss of the Spider Woman has us GAGGING. If she's submitted as Supporting Actress for Awards, will she face off against Ariana Grande(-Butera)? Crush of the week: Leo Woodall. Tune in to learn about why. It's awards season, y'all, so we have to get into our favorite Oscar nominations, Timmy on SNL, most mourned misses, and why we STAN The Last Showgirl with Pamela Anderson. Take it to Broadway and give her a Tony, dammit! Stick around to hear about Dylan's obsession with Two Strangers (Carry a Cake Across New York) and Connor still not over the 2020 Lead Actor in a Musical category that could've been. Chic c'est la vie!Follow DRAMA. on Twitter & Instagram & Tiktok & BlueskyFollow Connor MacDowell on Twitter & InstagramFollow Dylan MacDowell on Twitter & InstagramSubscribe to our show on iHeartRadio Broadway!Support the podcast by subscribing to DRAMA+, which also includes bonus episodes, Instagram Close Friends content, and more!

We've got mail! Jonathan and Honey answer your questions about cinema, films, family and everything in between. This week, the pair discuss weird comfort movies, Swedish cinema, why Jonathan loves Maid in Manhattan, embarrassing villain laughs, scratch and sniff at the cinema and the trend that never was: Smell-O-Vision.Let us know what you think! You can get involved by emailing us at reeltalk@global.comThanks for listening. Listen and subscribe to Reel Talk on Global Player or wherever you get your podcasts.

#496 - The gag reflex is a natural and necessary part of your baby's feeding development, but it can be a source of anxiety for parents starting solid foods. In this episode, Dawn Winkelmann, MS, CCC-SLP, a speech-language pathologist and pediatric feeding expert, breaks down what the gag reflex is, why babies gag on food, and how to distinguish between gagging and choking. Learn practical strategies to support your baby through this phase and build confidence in their ability to learn to safely eat real food. Listen to this episode to learn: Why babies gag on food and what's happening inside their mouth when they are gagging How to react when your baby gags on food so that you don't increase the risk of choking When gagging starts to subside in both frequency and intensity…and why gagging is a good thing! Shownotes for this episode can be found here: https://www.babyledweaning.co/podcast/496 Links from this episode: Choking Prevention and Response Course co-taught by Katie, Dawn and CPR Instructor Brandon Doerksen (use code KATIE10 for an additional $10 off): https://courses.thrivetraininginstitute.com/pages/babyledweanteam  ezpz Oral Development Tools (use affiliate code KATIE10 for 10% off) - shop Oral Development Tools here. Baby-Led Weaning with Katie Ferraro program with the 100 First Foods™ Daily Meal Plan, join here: https://babyledweaning.co/program  Baby-Led Weaning for Beginners free online workshop with 100 First Foods™ list to all attendees, register here: https://babyledweaning.co/baby-led-weaning-for-beginners Other Episodes Related to this Topic Episode 4 - Gagging vs. Choking: What is the Difference? Episode 238 - 5 Choking Prevention Tips with Brandon Doerksen

#496 - The gag reflex is a natural and necessary part of your baby's feeding development, but it can be a source of anxiety for parents starting solid foods. In this episode, Dawn Winkelmann, MS, CCC-SLP, a speech-language pathologist and pediatric feeding expert, breaks down what the gag reflex is, why babies gag on food, and how to distinguish between gagging and choking. Learn practical strategies to support your baby through this phase and build confidence in their ability to learn to safely eat real food. Listen to this episode to learn: Why babies gag on food and what's happening inside their mouth when they are gagging How to react when your baby gags on food so that you don't increase the risk of choking When gagging starts to subside in both frequency and intensity…and why gagging is a good thing! Shownotes for this episode can be found here: https://www.babyledweaning.co/podcast/496 Links from this episode: Choking Prevention and Response Course co-taught by Katie, Dawn and CPR Instructor Brandon Doerksen (use code KATIE10 for an additional $10 off): https://courses.thrivetraininginstitute.com/pages/babyledweanteam  ezpz Oral Development Tools (use affiliate code KATIE10 for 10% off) - shop Oral Development Tools here. Baby-Led Weaning with Katie Ferraro program with the 100 First Foods™ Daily Meal Plan, join here: https://babyledweaning.co/program  Baby-Led Weaning for Beginners free online workshop with 100 First Foods™ list to all attendees, register here: https://babyledweaning.co/baby-led-weaning-for-beginners Other Episodes Related to this Topic Episode 4 - Gagging vs. Choking: What is the Difference? Episode 238 - 5 Choking Prevention Tips with Brandon Doerksen

Meaghan loses her mind about how gross rugose corals are. Try evolving something that doesn’t involve genetically manipulating your babies, you lonely jellyfish-emulating losers. CW: cursing. Gagging noises.

Meaghan loses her mind about how gross rugose corals are. Try evolving something that doesn’t involve genetically manipulating your babies, you lonely jellyfish-emulating losers. CW: cursing. Gagging noises.

Meaghan loses her mind about how gross rugose corals are. Try evolving something that doesn’t involve genetically manipulating your babies, you lonely jellyfish-emulating losers. CW: cursing. Gagging noises.

The end of the year is almost here! The holiday rush is almost over. HANG IN THERE! The journey to finding one's true calling can be as intricate as the work itself. For Carmel Vickers-Wall, a clinical dental technician from the UK, this journey began at the tender age of 16. Initially stepping into the dental field as a nurse, Carmel's path has been marked by a series of pivotal decisions that have led her to a fulfilling career that beautifully marries her artistic talents with her passion for patient care. In our latest podcast episode, Carmel shares her story, offering listeners an inside look into the world of dental technology and the unique role of a clinical dental technician. From her early days of doodling horror-themed art in school to contemplating a career in law, Carmel's path was anything but straightforward. It was a chance suggestion from her dentist that set her on a course towards the dental field, where she discovered a passion for helping patients and a love for the artistry involved in crafting dentures. Carmel's journey is a testament to the power of meeting the right people and making the right choices. Her decision to pursue an apprenticeship as a dental nurse allowed her to gain invaluable experience and insight into the dental world, ultimately leading her to the realization that her true passion lay in dental technology. The transition wasn't easy, but Carmel's determination and artistic flair have set her apart in the field. In the episode, Carmel discusses the importance of proper impressions and patient communication, sharing tips and tricks that can benefit both dental professionals and patients alike. Her emphasis on setting realistic expectations and her dedication to patient care are evident in every aspect of her work. Make sure you visit Ivoclar (https://www.ivoclar.com/en_us) at LMT Lab Day Chicago 2025 (https://lmtmag.com/lmtlabday). Ivoclar will be in their usual spot at Grand Ballroom A&B in the East Tower, on the Gold Level. Right across from the registration desk. They have a killer line up of speakers including: Mariano Maurizi Lee Culp Dr. Shashikant Singhal Don Yancey Jed Archibald Benjamin Gebhardt Tanya Little Aaron Johnson Jenelle Tabaković Patrick Coon John Wilson Luke LaRocque-Walker Paul Imperius Jonny "exocad" Jakson Yuki Momma Dr. Ken Malament Stephenie Goddard Jessica Love Dr. George Tysowsky Michael Roberts Barbara Warner! Register today! (https://lmtmag.com/ivoclar) Make sure you come see VOICES FROM THE BENCH recording from the Ballroom all weekend! Special Guest: Carmel Vickers-Wall.

India, the world's most populous country, is ruled by Narendra Modi who is the head of the Bharatiya Janata Party, the BJP. He first became prime minister in 2014 and has been reelected twice since though in 2024 with much lower margins. Before coming to power in Delhi he was chief minister of the state of Gujarat where he presided over a major massacre of Muslims. Modi and the BJP promote Hindutva, Hindu majoritarianism. It is laced with Islamophobia. Modi is allied with India's billionaire class who control the country's major media and function as cheerleaders for a regime that gags democracy, free speech, and dissent. Recorded at Surrey Public Library.

#480: Does your baby really go from drinking infant milk to eating actual avocado? New mom Kelsey Joy Tran shares her experience of the first 8 weeks of starting solid foods with baby-led weaning for her son Maverick. From his potential egg allergy to getting over their parental fear of choking, Kelsey explains how she and her husband helped Maverick eat 50 new foods already using baby-led weaning. Listen to this episode to learn: How Kelsey picks the new foods Maverick eats each week, including meats (...even though she was a vegan for 7 years) Why Kelsey decided to take Maverick to the emergency room after he had a reaction to egg but why she doesn't think he's actually allergic to egg When her son's breastfeeding sessions started to drop in frequency and duration as he was learning to eat solid foods Shownotes for this episode can be found here: https://www.babyledweaning.co/podcast/480 Links from this episode: Baby-Led Weaning with Katie Ferraro program with the 100 First Foods™ Daily Meal Plan, join here: https://babyledweaning.co/program  Baby-Led Weaning for Beginners free online workshop with 100 First Foods™ list to all attendees, register here: https://babyledweaning.co/baby-led-weaning-for-beginners Other Episodes Related to this Topic Episode 124 - Using an Egg Ladder for Babies with Egg Allergy with Carina Venter, PhD, RD Episode 22 - Grandparents, Spouses & Partners: Getting Others on Board with BLW Episode 4 - Gagging vs. Choking: What is the Difference?

#480: Does your baby really go from drinking infant milk to eating actual avocado? New mom Kelsey Joy Tran shares her experience of the first 8 weeks of starting solid foods with baby-led weaning for her son Maverick. From his potential egg allergy to getting over their parental fear of choking, Kelsey explains how she and her husband helped Maverick eat 50 new foods already using baby-led weaning. Listen to this episode to learn: How Kelsey picks the new foods Maverick eats each week, including meats (...even though she was a vegan for 7 years) Why Kelsey decided to take Maverick to the emergency room after he had a reaction to egg but why she doesn't think he's actually allergic to egg When her son's breastfeeding sessions started to drop in frequency and duration as he was learning to eat solid foods Shownotes for this episode can be found here: https://www.babyledweaning.co/podcast/480 Links from this episode: Baby-Led Weaning with Katie Ferraro program with the 100 First Foods™ Daily Meal Plan, join here: https://babyledweaning.co/program  Baby-Led Weaning for Beginners free online workshop with 100 First Foods™ list to all attendees, register here: https://babyledweaning.co/baby-led-weaning-for-beginners Other Episodes Related to this Topic Episode 124 - Using an Egg Ladder for Babies with Egg Allergy with Carina Venter, PhD, RD Episode 22 - Grandparents, Spouses & Partners: Getting Others on Board with BLW Episode 4 - Gagging vs. Choking: What is the Difference?

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All up in your feeds with all the dumb things you needs. Jay has healed his sicknesses, Gagging for some reason, Testing/Hoping for dead cummies, Arguing about Star Wars Online, Canon Absolutists, SW Legends is trash, Messing with Bots, Psssport Scammies, Matt is still slowly getting into wrestling, Hackers reading HDMI Radiation, Robots bear macing workers, Gojira delivered a performance we didn't know we needed, Vladimir Futon and the Couch humping poll, Flirting with Waterbeds, and more!!! Gamertag of the Week Reactor (look at this!)   Visit us at http://funtimeboys.com/ - NFHCPodcast.com for everything NFHC Studios Support the show by subscribing to our Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/NFHCStudios Leave us a voicemail anytime at 480-788-7330 Apple Podcast: https://tinyurl.com/yapnr7cf Spotify: https://tinyurl.com/ybpo59va Youtube: https://tinyurl.com/y7va3h9a Join the NFHC Discord! https://discord.gg/xrxhQTP

Everything made us gag today....even our guest, are speedos even sexy? and things you think you are good at but fall way short PLUS much more!

On this throwback episode, Jeff Danis and Ryan O'Neill from the Danish and O'Neill stop by the kitchen for some questionable cuisine. We're throwing the recipe away and winging it for some American-Style Poutine. We also talk about being a dad, which celebrity chef we would make out with all while concocting our very own Poutine Shot. And things get aggressively sweaty. Follow Danish and O'Neil: https://www.instagram.com/danishandoneill Don't miss out on all the action this week at DraftKings! Download the DraftKings app today! Sign-up using https://dkng.co/burning or through my promo code BURNING. SUBSCRIBE so you never miss a video https://bit.ly/3DC1ICg For TOUR DATES: http://www.bertbertbert.com/tour For FULLY LOADED: https://fullyloadedfestival.com Catch me on NETFLIX For all things BERTY BOY PRODUCTIONS: https://bertyboyproductions.com For MERCH: https://store.bertbertbert.com/ Follow Me! X: http://www.Twitter.com/bertkreischer Facebook: http://www.Facebook.com/BertKreischer Instagram: http://www.Instagram.com/bertkreischer YouTube: http://www.YouTube.com/user/Akreischer TikTok: http://www.TikTok.com/@bertkreischer Threads: https://www.threads.net/@bertkreischer Text Me: https://my.community.com/bertkreischer Classic Poutine and Bert's Breakfast of Champions Poutine Ingredients: -4 Tbs butter -4 Tbs flour -2 cans beef broth -Eggs -1/2 tsp garlic powder -1 tsp onion powder -4 Tbs ketchup -4 tsp Dijon mustard -4 tsp Worcestershire -Salt -Pepper -Potatoes -Cheese curds -Cooking oil Steps: Gravy: 1. Melt butter 2. Add in flour and mix for two minutes 3. Whisk in beef broth 4. Add garlic powder, onion powder, ketchup, mustard, Worcestershire, salt and pepper and stir until thick American Poutine: 1. Cut potatoes into 1/4-inch sticks and place in cold water for one hour 2. Fry potatoes in 350-degree oil, pull out, then drain 3. Double fry potatoes in 425-degree oil 4. Fry eggs 5. Top fries with gravy, cheese curds, and eggs GAMBLING PROBLEM? CALL 1-800-GAMBLER (1-800-426-2537) (AZ/CO/IA/IL/IN/KS/KY/LA/MD/ME/MI/NC/NH/NJ/OH/OR/PA/TN/VA/VT/WV/WY), (800) 327-5050 or visit gamblinghelplinema.org (MA). Call 877-8-HOPENY/text HOPENY (467369) (NY). Please Gamble Responsibly. Call 888-789-7777/visit ccpg.org (CT), or visit www.1800gambler.net (WV). 21+ (18+ KY/NH/WY). Physically present in AZ/CO/CT/IL/IN/IA/KS/KY/LA(select parishes)/MA/MD/ME/MI/NC/NJ/NY/OH/PA/TN/VA/VT/WV/WY only. Void in ONT/OR/NH. Eligibility restrictions apply. On behalf of Boot Hill Casino & Resort (KS). 1 per new customer. Min. $5 deposit. Min. $5 bet. Max. $150 issued as non-withdrawable Bonus Bets that expire in 7 days (168 hours). Stake removed from payout. Ends 8/18/24 11:59 PM ET. Terms: dkng.co/dk-offer-terms. Sponsored by DK. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Lauren, Scott, and Paul discuss Prince, killing bugs, and Koogle before playing Negative 20 Questions. Follow us on Instagram @ThreedomUSA. Send Threetures and emails to threedomusa@gmail.com. Leave us a voicemail asking us a question at hagclaims8.com. Subscribe at cbbworld.com to gain access to every episode of Threedom ad-free as well as brand new Threemium episodes every other week! See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Trump Proposes NO TAXES ON TIPS. Exploring this truly brilliant, common sense idea. Let us prepare for all baristas, wait staff and hair stylists to go full MAGA 2024. Observing the phenomenon of customers writing messages on their receipts: “A vote for Trump is a vote for no tax on tips!!” Kid Rock spreads the word. Meanwhile, host opines on the subterfuge of Marxist intellectuals. The bogus ideology that gives them purpose. More fake rhetoric from Trudeau. Gagging over phony Paul Ryan. Praise for the undistractable Charlene. MSNBC on the dating scene. Ruling Class bringing back the draft? Preparing for war? With Great Listener Calls.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week, we talk about Simon Sez... a buddy comedy starring Dennis Rodman and Dane Cook. Can you guess which one tries having sex with a couch? Listen along to find out. A mandarin martial artist and a militia of mimes! Gagging a girl while grabbing her for good! High-speed grabbing and nabbing! Bikini babe B-roll! Wanton destruction of personal property! Hymen Pez? Sniffing on the Cosby Drops! Fist fight of the flesh featuring fornication! Fuzzy tit scope! Endless streams of goons! Pole sliding upside down gun-slinging nonsense! Palpatining the PC? Inexplicable math holes, and much, much more on this week's episode of The Worst Movie Ever Made. www.theworstmovieevermade.com

White Sox and Pedro Grifol still making history. Cubs keep losing in what's been the longest month of May ever. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/pinwheels-and-ivy/support

In the 5 AM Hour: Larry O'Connor and Patrice Onwuka discussed: Biden campaign tries new tactic: Deploying Robert De Niro outside courthouse as Trump trial closing arguments begin US forced to halt Gaza aid deliveries after Biden admin's $320 million ‘floating pier' starts to sink Judge refuses to gag Trump in classified docs case, says special counsel motion failed 'basic' requirements Where to find more about WMAL's morning show:  Follow the Show Podcasts on Apple podcasts, Audible and Spotify. Follow WMAL's "O'Connor and Company" on X: @WMALDC, @LarryOConnor,  @Jgunlock,  @patricepinkfile and @heatherhunterdc.  Facebook: WMALDC and Larry O'Connor Instagram: WMALDC Show Website: https://www.wmal.com/oconnor-company/ How to listen live weekdays from 5 to 9 AM: https://www.wmal.com/listenlive/ Episode: Wednesday, May 29, 2024 / 5 AM Hour  O'Connor and Company is proudly presented by Veritas AcademySee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Today's Sports Daily covers the Pacers gagging away Game 1 of the ECF, Mavs/TWolves tonight, an NFL Twitter account that's a must follow for gamblers and analytic people, & an interesting fact about the NBA final 4 teams now.   Music written by Bill Conti & Allee Willis (Casablanca Records/Universal Music Group) Ads: BetOnline – Promo Code: Bleav for 50% Welcome Bonus on your first deposit

The judge at the hush money trial in New York fined the former US president and warned him to stop making public statements about witnesses and jurors. Also: Colombian military loses millions of bullets; in the world of gaming, Manchester City's footballer Erling Haaland morphs into the Barbarian King in the Clash of the Clans.

A listener ponders: Given a choice between a series of probably gay activities and pegging, which is the most gay? And, how would we rank-order the experiences which all sound pretty gay, including two men facing each other and then masturbating simultaneously on to a black towel. Along the same lines, a man really really wants to enjoy being pegged by his female partner, but he just seems unable to turn his prostate "walnut" into the pleasure organ he's been promised. Is he doing something wrong with his technique, or should he give up? And, in general, do men get more pleasure out of receiving anal than do women? I suspect they do. A couple of men seem to have real problems with their partners' genitals. One got dry heaves when he tried to give oral sex to his partner, and the next isn't even willing to touch her vulva with his fingers. Are these just strategies to get out of pleasuring them, or is something more at play? We get a lot of our questions from Reddit, so for our listeners' enjoyment, here are links to some of the questions we discussed this week: https://ymmv.me/165/gagging https://ymmv.me/165/pegged https://ymmv.me/165/touching https://ymmv.me/165/double Twitter: @ymmvpod Facebook: ymmvpod Email: ymmvpod@gmail.com

In this episode right leaning comedian Nick Di Paolo talks about Gagging, FB BS, Gator bait and more! Like what you hear?  Get TWICE as much "Nick Di Paolo Show", full episodes of Steven Crowder's “Louder with Crowder” show and more on Mug Club! Sign up today to get all their content at https://Nickdip.com and use the promo code NICKDIP to get your first month FREE! For Tour Dates, Merch, stand-up clips and more visit https://nickdip.com 

#425: What if my baby gags on food? And how is gagging different than choking? In this episode we cover why gagging is a good thing when your baby is learning to eat and what to do if your baby chokes on food. Listen to this episode to learn: Which foods are choking risks and how to modify them to make them safe for your baby Why it is important not to intervene during a gag…and how to react when your baby gags What to do if your baby chokes on food  Shownotes for this episode can be found here: https://www.babyledweaning.co/podcast/425 Links from this episode: Take a refresher infant CPR course before your baby starts solid food. Use affiliate discount code KATIE10 for $10 off lifetime access to the online course I take each quarter here: https://courses.thrivetraininginstitute.com/pages/babyledweanteam Other Episodes Related to this Topic Episode 221 - Gagging: What do I do if My Baby Gags on Food? Episode 390 - Back Blows for Babies: When Do I Administer CPR? with @thrivetraininginstitute Brandon Doerksen

#425: What if my baby gags on food? And how is gagging different than choking? In this episode we cover why gagging is a good thing when your baby is learning to eat and what to do if your baby chokes on food. Listen to this episode to learn: Which foods are choking risks and how to modify them to make them safe for your baby Why it is important not to intervene during a gag…and how to react when your baby gags What to do if your baby chokes on food  Shownotes for this episode can be found here: https://www.babyledweaning.co/podcast/425 Links from this episode: Take a refresher infant CPR course before your baby starts solid food. Use affiliate discount code KATIE10 for $10 off lifetime access to the online course I take each quarter here: https://courses.thrivetraininginstitute.com/pages/babyledweanteam Other Episodes Related to this Topic Episode 221 - Gagging: What do I do if My Baby Gags on Food? Episode 390 - Back Blows for Babies: When Do I Administer CPR? with @thrivetraininginstitute Brandon Doerksen

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This episode discusses how to complete your evaluation and set up successful transitions to spoon and cup and stop gagging from occurring. You can let the child treat their own problem! Self directed oral motor is always the best plan! Let's talk about PreChaining! --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/cheri-fraker/message

More than 1 in 37 children under age 5 in the United States have a pediatric feeding disorder.  Today, I'm joined by Bri, a Pediatric Speech Language Pathologist and Certified Lactation Counselor, to explore the common feeding challenges families face. We'll discuss the four domains of a pediatric feeding disorder and how one or all could be affecting a child's feeding skill. We also explain how to address gagging when introducing complementary foods and offer practical strategies for incorporating pre-feeding skills. We walk through infant feeding issues through toddlerhood and provide you with actionable solutions you can suggest to your patient to support children with feeding aversions.Resources: Pediatric Feeding Disorder: Consensus Definition and Conceptual FrameworkFeeding Matters Infant and Children Feeding Questionnaire  Connect with Bri:Instagram | @pediatricfeedingSLPOnline | https://www.pediatricfeedingslp.com/ Support the showConnect with Colleen on Instagram! ====================== Exam Room Nutrition IG: ➡︎@examroomnutrition *** Stay up-to-date on nutrition hot topics *** Sign up for the Nutrition Wrap-Up Newsletter Nutrition hot-topics and professional growth strategies delivered to your inbox each week. This no-fluff blog simplifies nutrition for busy medical professionals. Support the show!If you love the show and want to help me make it even better, buy me a coffee to help me keep going! ☕️Disclaimer: This podcast is a collection of ideas, strategies, and opinions of the author(s). Its goal is to provide useful information on each of the topics shared within. It is not intended to provide medical, health, or professional consultation or to diagnosis-specific weight or feeding challenges. The author(s) advises the reader to always consult with appropriate health, medical, and professional consultants for support for individual children and family situations. The author(s) do not take responsibility for the personal or other risks, loss, or liability incurred as a direct or indirect consequence of the application or use of information provided. All opinions stated in this podcast are my own and do not reflect the opinions of my employer. ...

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What prompted a courageous former employee of Harvey Weinstein to break her Non-Disclosure Agreement (NDA)? On this episode I'm speaking to a campaigner who came to prominence as the individual who broke the silence surrounding the misconduct of Harvey Weinstein. Formerly an assistant to Weinstein, Zelda Perkins made headlines when she came forward with allegations of sexual harassment against him. In the late 1990s, she signed an NDA, as part of a settlement which for years prevented her from speaking out about her experiences. However, motivated by the emergence of other allegations against Weinstein and the rise of the MeToo campaign, Zelda chose to break her silence and speak publicly about her experiences and the culture of secrecy enabled by NDAs. Her story has been pivotal in the global discussion about sexual harassment in the workplace, the misuse of power, and the legal and ethical implications of non-disclosure agreements. Zelda is the co founder of Can't Buy My Silence, a campaign group that is committed to end the misuse of NDAs to buy victims silence. In our discussion, we discuss Zelda's experiences, what motivated her to break the NDA, what drives her campaigning, and what it's like to be at the heart of a new story. You'll hear about the stresses and strains and her experience of something that nothing can really prepare you for. It's one of the most revealing discussions I've ever had on this show, with insights that are relevant to whistleblowing, transparency, campaigning, and the way organizations and society treat those who dare to speak up about injustice or wrongdoing. LinksZelda on Twitter/XThe Can't Buy My Silence campaign, including resources for those being asked to sign NDAs or who are already subject to them.The FT article Zelda mentions in our discussion: https://www.theguardian.com/world/2020/dec/23/zelda-perkins-there-will-always-be-men-like-weinstein-all-i-can-do-is-try-to-change-the-system-that-enables-them The NYTimes article Zelda refers to: https://www.nytimes.com/2017/10/05/us/harvey-weinstein-harassment-allegations.html An interview Zelda gave to The Guardian newspaper: https://www.theguardian.com/world/2020/dec/23/zelda-perkins-there-will-always-be-men-like-weinstein-all-i-can-do-is-try-to-change-the-system-that-enables-them

Join the Friday news roundup with Victor Davis Hanson and cohost Sami Winc: Biden administration's Netanyahu policy and Iran's generals killed, Merchan puts gag order on Trump, Easter at the White House, Ruby Garcia shot by an illegal immigrant, RFK Jr. choses Trump over Biden, and JK Rowling and Scotland's new hate crime.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Meg Martinez from @GaysAgainstGroomers joins Bootleg to educate and describe what's really going on in #woke school districts, seedy "safe space" platforms, and what it's like to be an advocate for one of our world's last precious beings: our children. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/notarealpodcast1776/message

On todays episode.......Laura's update on her house experiments, Duvet dilemmas, Becky's gagging againThanks to our wonderful sponsors:Prince Family Law SolicitorsRedbrik Estate AgentsEast Midlands AirportGuys, please give us a like and a follow! We would really appreciate it!Get in touch with you amazing stories; thelauraandbeckyshow@gmail.com@thelauraandbeckyshow on Insta  We love you! Please become a member here https://plus.acast.com/s/the-laura-becky-show. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Nick & Chloe's daughter discovers the purpose of her birth. By Djmac1031. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. (The following is a continuance to the story The White Room.) Adora's 4th Birthday "Daddy?" "Yes, sweetheart? What's wrong?" "I had a dream." "You had a bad dream, sweetie?" "Not a bad dream, Mommy. Just, a dream." "Here, sit down. Tell us about it." "I dreamed I was in a weird place. Everything was all white." [[MORE]] "All white, you said?" "Yes. And I was naked. And there was a voice, talking to me, but nobody was there." "What did the voice say to you, baby? Try to remember everything." "It told me not to be a-scared. That they weren't going to hurt me. That they were just giving me an, imhaminasayshin?" "Imham, you mean examination?" "Yes! An eshaminayshin." "What else, sweetie? What else do you remember?" "They shined a light on me. A blue light. It made me feel happy. And sleepy." "And then?" "And then they said I was doing good, but I wasn't ready yet." "Wasn't, ready,” "Yes. Then they told me to go to sleep, so I did. And then I woke up in my bed again." "Think, hunny. Think really hard. Did they say anything else? Anything at all?" "They said, they asked if you and mommy were taking good care of me. I said yes. Then they said to tell you 'hello.' And,” "And, what?" "And that they would see us again soon." Adora's 21st Birthday. "Happy birthday, Adora!" As she blew out the candles on her cake, Adora took a moment to reflect back on her life, and how grateful she was for it. She didn't make a wish. At twenty-one, she felt a little old for that kind of thing. And besides, what would she wish for? She already had everything she wanted right here. Adora hadn't seen her parents since Christmas, having spent Spring Break traveling abroad with friends. Now she was back in her childhood home to spend the summer with them. Unlike many of her friends, who hated having to go home for the summer, Adora cherished it. She loved her parents, and had missed them deeply. "So, how's your classes going?" her father asked. "Find the cure for cancer yet? "No," Adora laughed. "But I'm working on it." Adora was what many would consider a prodigy. At age three, she was already reading; by age four, she was writing her own stories. She was always a curious child, constantly asking questions, wanting to know how everything worked. Her parents would often find her in her room, taking apart her toys and, later, things like her computer, to study how they functioned. She never failed to put them back together properly after. By the time she'd graduated, Adora had her choice of colleges to attend. She chose John Hopkins for its biomedical engineering courses. Because by then, her biggest curiosity had become how the human body worked. More specifically, why it aged, broke down, got sick. Not that Adora had ever dealt with that. She couldn't recall one day where she'd ever had so much as the sniffles. Even during flu season the previous winter, when all three of her roommates were bogged down with it, she had felt perfectly fine. Adora had never thought much about it during her youth. She'd always just assumed she'd inherited her strong immune system from her parents, who never seemed to get sick, either. They also never seemed to age. At sixty-four, her father didn't look a day over thirty. No gray tinged his hair, nor any bald spots. No middle aged paunch around his waist, no arthritis, no back or vision issues. Her mother, now forty-three, still had the fresh faced beauty of a woman in her twenties. And the body to match. They'd always been physically active, of course, and had introduced Adora to regular exercise as soon she was old enough to walk. Adora was no slouch physically herself, having inherited her mother's slender yet curvy frame, along with her father's blonde locks and hazel eyes. She'd chalked up her natural beauty and great build to the healthy lifestyle her parents had taught her, along with good genetics. Sitting across from them now as they sipped their coffee to wash down the exquisite cream cheese frosted red velvet cake they'd gotten her, she wondered, not for the first time, how they had managed to stay so young looking while everyone else's parents she knew had aged considerably over time. "We got you a present," her mother smiled, pulling a large box from beneath the table." Opening it, she found the complete set of medical textbooks she needed for next semester, and a summer season pass to the art museum. "Thanks, Mom, Dad," she said, hugging each of them in turn. They spent the rest of the evening together catching up, before finally deciding to retire for the night. They made plans to spend the next day at the beach. Adora was glad for it. While she'd visited some lovely beaches overseas, she missed the California sunshine. She'd also missed her bedroom. It felt smaller than she remembered, but there were many comforting memories here. Stripping off her clothes, Adora climbed into bed. Just as she began to doze, a strange humming noise reverberated throughout the room. Adora sat up just in time to catch a bright flash of light right outside her window. Then the world went black. Conjoinment Nick sat up from the platform with a start, every nerve alive, his senses on full alert. It only took a second for his eyes to adjust to the brightness. And only a moment longer for him to register where he was. "Holy shit. I'm back." He quickly spotted his wife, Chloe, on a platform across from him. She was already sitting up, her eyes wide with surprise. Turning as one, they found their daughter, on her own platform, still sleeping. She was, as they were, completely naked. "Nick?" Chloe's voice trembled with tension. But she showed no panic, only questioning and concern. They stood as one and made their way over to their daughter, now just beginning to stir. "Mom? Dad?" Adora asked in a still sleepy haze, "Am, am I dreaming again?" "No dear," Chloe answered softly, taking her hand, "this is no dream." "Where, where are we? And, why are we naked?" Adora wasn't upset or embarrassed at the sight of her parents' nudity, or in finding herself nude as well. They had raised her to be comfortable in her own skin, and not to see nudity as shameful or sinful. But she certainly hadn't expected to wake up to find them naked here with her in a place she'd only seen before in her dreams. "I suppose we have a lot to talk about," sighed Nick. Adora sat in rapt attention as her parents told the story of the alien abduction that had brought them together, and the experiments that had led to her conception right here in this very place. It sounded like some fantasy, like the sci-fi stories she used to read as a kid. But as they concluded their tale, she instinctively knew every word of it was true. "Well," said Adora after a long, thoughtful pause, "that certainly explains a lot." "What do you mean?" Chloe asked. "Well, for starters, it would explain why you two never seem to age, or get sick. Why I don't get sick either. And," she finished with a wry grin, "why you like to visit nudist resorts so much." "You seem to be handling this pretty well," Nick noted. "Much better than your mother and I when we were first brought here." "I, I know this place," said Adora. "I've dreamed of it. Several times. When I was little." "We remember," Nick nodded, "and we don't think those were dreams. We think they were just, checking up on you." "And you didn't tell me?" "We didn't want to worry you," said Chloe. "You were a child. You thought they were dreams. We didn't see any reason to convince you otherwise." "Plus, it hasn't happened in years, at least that you've told us about," said Nick. "We thought maybe they'd just, I dunno, gone away, forgot about us." Adora stood, tentatively taking her first steps in this strange yet familiar environment. "So why are we here? Now? Why did they bring us back?" Before either of her parents could postulate an answer, all three were enveloped in soft, blue lights. "Relax," Chloe instructed her daughter as the beams slowly separated them across the White Room. "Don't fight it. They won't hurt us." "I know, Mom. I've done this before, remember?" The beams scanned them for several minutes, flickering through various colors. Their ears hummed and tickled with each vibration shift. From nowhere, a voice all three were familiar with spoke. "Scan complete. Lifeforms still operating within acceptable parameters, but suffer from minor environmental contamination. Decontamination process commencing." Nick felt the familiar tingling sensation begin deep inside his body. "Hold on, Adora," he called out, "this may feel, strange." The three of them floated on invisible strings as the cleansing process ran through them, small clouds of dark particles emanating from their pores to transform into glowing gold specks as they floated upwards into nothingness. Then the lights went red. "No!" Nick cried, "Stop! Now!" "Why?" The Voice asked. "Previous research has found this experience causes pleasure in lifeforms. Do you no longer find such stimulation enjoyable?" "This is not the time," snapped Nick, fighting his already rising erection. "Release us! Please!" "As you wish." The lights went back to blue only long enough to safely lower them back to their platforms before they blinked off. "Dad?" What was that?" Adora asked, the crimson flush on her face and chest slowly fading. Nick leaned forward, trying to surreptitiously hide his arousal while deciding how to answer. Chloe noticed it with both amusement and concern. "Nothing," Nick finally answered. "At least nothing you need to worry about at the moment." "Hey," he continued, looking upward, addressing their abductors, "Not that it's not nice to see you guys again and all, but you wanna tell us what the hell is going on? Why are we here?" Nick didn't actually expect an answer. But he got one. "We have returned you to follow up on the results of our experiment. And to offer a proposition." "A proposition?" Chloe asked. "What do you want from us, and our daughter?" "She is ready. We wish to conjoin," the Voice answered. "Conjoin?" Nick echoed softly. "No. No way. You don't mean," "You are confused," the Voice responded. "It is understandable. It will be easier to show you." Without warning, a beam of brilliant white light enveloped Adora. Again her body was lifted from the platform. Jumping up, Chloe rushed towards her. "No! Don't you,” She froze in place mid-sentence, a blue light trapping her, distancing her from her daughter. Nick moved to intercept but was caught in his own light, now incapable of anything but watching. "Don't you hurt her," he threatened through clenched teeth. "Do not despair," said the Voice, its normally static tone now almost soothing. "This lifeform is precious to us. It will not be harmed." Chloe and Nick watched helplessly as Adora was moved to the center of the room. "It's okay," came her awestruck voice, "they're not hurting me. In fact, I feel,” The rest was cut off as the beam intensified, both in brightness and frequency. Descending from above, thousands of tiny white specks rained down over Adora, swirling around her like glowing snowflakes. After several moments, one of the flakes separated itself from the pack, landing on her forehead. Adora's eyes closed. Her head fell back as the tiny speck slowly absorbed into her and disappeared. The rest of the swirling cloud ascended, fading from view as the beam lowered Adora back to her platform and blinked off. Now freed as well, her parents again rushed to her side. "Adora? Are you okay? Wake up hunny," Chloe pleaded, desperately holding back her tears. Adora stirred. Wrapping her in his arms, Nick carefully guided her up. Her body trembled in his grasp. "Easy, sweetheart," he coaxed, "Just go slow. Take a deep breath. You're gonna be just fine." He hoped he sounded more confident than he felt. Hesitantly, Adora opened her eyes. Her normally soft hazel irises now sparkled with tiny white diamonds floating behind them. They were wide with wonder as she looked first at her father, then her mother. When she finally spoke, her voice rang with a familiar echo. "So this is what it feels like." Gagging, Adora lurched forward and vomited. Post-Conjoinment "Feeling better?" Chloe brushed back her daughter's hair from her face as she sat comforting her. "Yes," said Adora. "After suffering regurgitation due to initial reaction to conjoining, lifeform has resumed normal biological functions." "Good," snapped Nick, whirling from where'd he'd been pacing the floor, "So now you can tell me: What the hell have you done to our daughter?" Adora looked up at him, her face expressionless. "We have conjoined." Chloe gasped, finally understanding. "Get the hell out of her. Now!" Nick barked. "We are not hurting lifeform," the being now inside Adora spoke. "Conjoining is temporary. Lifeform is very precious to us. We will bring no harm to it, we assure you." "She is not an it," Nick seethed. "She's a human being, a unique individual, and her name is Adora. Please use it!" "Yes, of course. Our apologies. Adora. From your Latin. Loosely translated 'Beloved Gift.' Quite fitting." "Yes, we know that," Chloe snipped, "Now give us back our daughter!" "Mom? Dad? Don't worry, I'm here. I'm okay." The echo was gone from Adora's voice. "I can still see, still hear everything. It's, it's, I can't describe it. It's incredible!" Chloe burst into tears of relief. "I'm glad you're okay, sweetheart," said Nick softly. "But they can't stay inside you. They have no right." "We have every right!" the Being cried. "We are just as responsible for the creation of lifeform, of Adora, as you are!" "That doesn't give you the right to just waltz in and steal her body!" Nick yelled. "Now get out, or so help me, I'll,” Nick hadn't realized he'd raised his fist until he felt Chloe's hand on his arm. "What are you going to do, Nick?" she asked calmly, "Beat it out of her?" Nick dropped his head in shame. "No, of course not. I'm sorry. I just feel so,” "Helpless?" Chloe finished. "I know, my love. Me, too. But losing our heads won't solve this. There's got to be a better way." "Dad?" Adora was in control again. "Don't be angry, please. I'm okay, I promise. But, they, they need me." Nick knelt before her, taking her hand. "Need you?" He was calmer now, steadier for hearing her true voice. "Why?" "I, I think they're sick, Dad. I think they're, dying. And I want to help them." "Dying?" Chloe said, her face sympathetic. "How, how can you help?" "If you allow us, we can explain," answered the Being. Chloe and Nick sat to each side of their daughter, holding her close as the alien intelligence inside her began its tale. "Eons ago, we were much like you. Carbon based lifeforms, living on a planet very similar to yours. "Over time, we evolved. We shed our physical forms to become beings of pure energy. "This solved many problems. There were no more wars. No more things to fight and hurt each other over. No more famine. No more illness or suffering or death. "But as the millennia wore on, we forgot ourselves. Our individuality. Our uniqueness. We became a collective mind, a hive. "While we had knowledge, we had no purpose, no reason for being. We succumbed to ennui. We atrophied. We began to die off from the lack of will to exist. "Those who remained decided we must find a new way. Our knowledge had become too vast, too valuable to the universe, to simply go extinct. "And so it was decided we should create new lifeforms, new bodies which we could then inhabit, and use them to rediscover ourselves and our purpose for being. "We first attempted to create our own lifeforms. We were, unsuccessful. "We then decided to find existing lifeforms that might suit our purposes. Something we could use as a model, a template to work from. "We scoured the universe, looking for compatible lifeforms. After a long search, we found them." "Earth," Chloe gasped. "You found Earth. Us." "Yes," said the Being, "We discovered your world, your species." "But it was not an easy task. Your species was primitive, underdeveloped. Time was needed for you to grow, evolve. Time, and, on rare occasions, a little guidance in the proper direction." "So you were responsible for the evolution of the human race?" Nick asked with astonishment. "No. And yes. But only nominally. A tweak in development here. A minor correction of flaw there. But we could not solve every problem. We are many things, but we are not what you would call 'Gods.' "And so we waited, bided our endless time, and allowed nature to run its course. Until we thought you were ready. "Our first attempts at conjoining were unsuccessful. Both minds and bodies were too fragile. Further development was needed. "And so new experiments were conducted. Samples taken, studied, endlessly analyzed. We began collecting lifeforms, altering their genetic structure in much the same way we did yours. "The most complex problem was getting those with the proper genetic structures to breed. We would release a genetically enhanced being back into their environment, only for them to breed with a genetically deficient partner. Or worse, not procreate at all. "It was then that we decided to start matching two genetically compatible lifeforms together ourselves, in hopes we could convince them to procreate, to bring about a genetically superior offspring." "And that's when you chose us," Chloe said in wonder. "Oh, no," the Being laughed, the surprise of such a foreign reaction registering momentarily on Adora's face. "You were not the first. Nor the last. Only the most successful. So far, at least. There are others that look, promising." "Many test subjects would not willingly engage in the coitus needed to procreate. Others were, too willing, forcing themselves on the unwilling subject they were paired with. The results of those experiments were, discouraging. We regret them, and no longer allow that to occur." "Did, did you force us to fall in love? So that we would willingly create a child?" Nick asked, horrified. "Certainly not! We altered some brain patterns, allowing you both to proceed through the experiment without the shame your species has rather absurdly created around the concepts of sex and nudity. We also made adjustments so that you would experience less fear during the proceedings. We opened your minds so that you could see your true nature more clearly. And of course we stimulated both mind and body to increase sexual desire. "But force you to experience the emotion you call 'love?' No. That we cannot do. Love, we have found, must be freely given, received, and returned. It can never be truly forced." Noting that Nick still looked doubtful, the Being continued, "You both have remained happily bonded in the time since we last brought you here, yes? Most of our test subjects have not. Even the ones that formed amicable relationships by the end eventually realized they were drawn together more by the sexual stimuli than by any true feelings for one another. So do not fear that you were somehow, What's the term you use? Ah, yes. Brainwashed. We did not brainwash you. The emotional bond you have formed has strictly been of your own making." "So, why did you choose to pair us?" Chloe asked. "You were compatible." "You told us that before," said Nick, "when we first arrived. But that doesn't explain anything." "You humans, always wanting an answer for everything," the Being sighed, sounding aggravated for the first time. "We could spend the next century of your time explaining everything to you, and even with your mental capacity expanded as it now is, you would still be unable to grasp it all. Genetics, upbringing, environment, mental states, personalities; there are billions of different calculations that go into choosing who to pair. And even with all of that, we still got so many wrong. Can you not simply be happy with the fact that, in your case, we made the proper pairing, and leave it at that?" "We are happy you brought us together," said Nick, "and thankful for it. But you took a gamble with our lives, our mental well-being, for your little science project. And it wasn't exactly all sunshine and roses when we got back, either." "Sunshine and,? Ah, yes. An idiom. We understand. And we apologize for any, inconveniences we may have caused." "Tell that to my parents," Chloe grumbled. "I had one hell of a time trying to explain why their twenty-one year old daughter was suddenly putting her education and career goals on hold to marry a man twice her age she'd only just met and have his baby." "We struggled those first few years," Nick chimed in. "As close as we'd become during our time here, there were still adjustments we needed to make, things we needed to learn about each other. Sacrifices we needed to make for the sake of our child. And then there were those lingering doubts about just how much free will we'd had in the whole encounter. And that affected our relationship. We, we almost didn't make it." "But you did make it. And I have already explained that we did not influence or force your feelings of love towards one another." Nick was startled. "Did you just say 'I?'" "I do not understand the question." "There!" Nick exclaimed, "You just did it again! You said 'I,' not 'we.'" The Being using Adora's face looked at first confused, then contemplative. "So I did. Fascinating. Being separated from the collective is apparently beginning to affect my thought processes. An interesting development." "You're becoming an individual," said Chloe. "Starting to think, and feel, like us. I've noticed it several times before. You've expressed emotions when you spoke, something you never did before taking over Adora." "I have not 'taken over' your child. We share this mind and body willingly. If she had fought it, I would have been rejected." "It's true, Mom," Adora herself spoke. "I'm not being held captive. I can come forward, take back control, anytime I wish." "Good," said Nick, "then boot that thing out. I'm done with you being their little science project. I want to go home." "No," Adora said firmly. Nick flushed with anger. "Adora, sweetheart, listen. You may think you're in control, that you have free will. But how can you be sure? How can we? They could still be manipulating you without your knowledge." "You'll just have to trust me, Dad," Adora said calmly. "And trust, them? It? What exactly should we call you now?" The last part was directed, not at her father, but the Being inside her. "Interesting question." Nick could not help but be reminded of the conversations between Sméagol and Gollum in The Lord Of The Rings as the Being continued, "As a collective, we have never established individual identities. And while I am still part of that collective, I am now also an independent being. An interesting contradiction." "Well, we need to be able to call you something," said Adora. "If your goal is to learn how to become individual, physical lifeforms again, perhaps you should start by choosing a name." "A name? Ah, yes. A word or a combination of words by which a person, place or thing, a body or class, or any object of thought is designated, called, or known." "Yes," said Adora, "and names often have meanings, helping to identify characteristics of the object or person. Most of us don't get to choose our own names; they are given to us. But as your first act as an individual being, I think you should choose any name you like." The White Room was quiet for the moment as the Being contemplated this. "Very well, then. You may call me, Vanda." "Vanda? That's a lovely name," said Chloe. "Vanda, do you have a preferred gender pronoun you would like us to use?" Again the Being now called Vanda thought before answering. "Adora identifies as female, 'she' and 'her.' Since I am sharing her mind and body, I will also share that identification." "Then it's settled," said Nick. "Congratulations, Vanda. You have taken your first step in becoming more, human. So. What's next?" "I wish to return to your world with you. To experience what it is like living in a physical reality. To share in your experiences, to better understand them. I can then pass my findings on to the Collective." "For how long?" Chloe asked. "Unknown," replied Vanda. "I sense your concern. I assure you this arrangement will be temporary, unless agreed on by my host. Should Adora choose, she can send me away at any time. There is much we can learn from each other, given the chance. But neither I nor the Collective will force this upon your family. That would only taint our results and hinder our progress. The choice is yours. If you refuse, I will return to the Collective and we will move on, begin again. Although we would suffer a major setback in our efforts." "I want to help them," Adora spoke, coming forward, "I know you're both worried. I know you're scared. I am, too. But I also know I need to do this. I've wanted to help better our world for as long as I can remember. Now I have a chance to help, not just Vanda and her people, but ours as well. Think of what we could learn from them!" "You're an adult now, Adora," said Chloe. "You're free to make your own choices. If this is what you wish, your father and I will support you. Won't we, Nick?" Nick let out a long sigh. "Of course. Not that I see any alternative." "Thank you." Vanda actually sounded grateful. "I assure you, all I wish is to better understand what it is to be human." Nick gave a rough laugh. "Well, you know the old saying, or maybe you don't: Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it." Cumming is coming Nick woke in the dark of his bedroom to the sound of screams. Despite the coolness from the air conditioning, his body was soaked with sweat. He was alone. Chloe's side of the bed was empty. "Was I dreaming?" The scream echoed again, coming from Adora's room. Nick scrambled out of bed, naked as he'd always slept. He briefly considered grabbing a robe before dismissing it as the screams intensified, instead dashing down the hall to his daughter's room. Chloe was already there, still naked as well, her arms around Adora, attempting to comfort her. It was only then that Nick realized it wasn't Adora who was screaming. It was Vanda. "What's wrong?" Chloe was pleading. "Try and breathe. Just breathe. Tell us what's wrong." "Too much! It's too much!" Vanda repeated, trying to control her sobs, "I was not prepared! Too much input at once! Sights, smells, sounds! It's too,” Her face suddenly went placid, her eyes closed. When they opened again, it was Adora who spoke. "Sorry. I'm sorry if we scared you." "What happened?" Chloe asked. "I was unconscious for a few moments after we returned, and Vanda was alone in my body for the first time. "She wasn't ready. This environment, this world, is entirely new to her. At least actually being a physical part of it. She's experiencing things she's never experienced before. It frightened her. And that in itself was new and terrifying." "Is she okay?" Chloe asked. "Where is she now?" "She's, resting. Pulled back. I took over as soon as I woke up and realized she was overwhelmed. I think she's going to need a minute." "Yeah, well, now she knows how it feels to wake up in an entirely different reality," Nick snipped. "Oh, hush," Chloe chided him. "Don't be an asshole." Nick flushed but said no more. "Mom? Dad? I appreciate your concern, but I think I need to be alone with her for a while. Can you give us some privacy, please?" "Of course, dear." Chloe kissed her forehead. "We'll be right down the hall if you need us." As Nick and Chloe made their way to the door, Adora let out a soft laugh. "What's so funny?" Nick asked, turning to her. Adora gave him a crooked grin. "I guess we all still sleep naked, huh?" Nick noticed his daughter's bare breasts in the moonlight for the first time. "Yeah, I guess we do." Now alone, Adora turned her thoughts inwards, towards Vanda. "Are you okay? How are you feeling?" "Better, thank you." Adora smiled. "Good, I'm glad. Would you like to come forward again?" "Yes. But stay with me, please?" "Of course. I'll be right here." Tentatively, Vanda came forward. Again she was assaulted by a variety of sensations. She immediately pulled back. "I cannot do this." "Yes you can," coaxed Adora. "Tell you what; before you can deal with all the external stimulus, let's try focusing on the internal. Get you used to having a body." "What do you suggest?" "Hmm. Perhaps we should try mediation. Are you familiar with it?" "There are multiple definitions of the term meditation." "I know that, silly. Search my memory banks, you'll find what I'm referring to." "Ah, yes. I understand now. Meditation for reflection, relaxation, inner peace. I will try this." "Good. That's it. Close our eyes. Block out the visual input and just focus on the other senses. Concentrate on breathing. Take long, deep, slow breaths. Listen to our heartbeat. Feel it beating in our chest. Feel the rise and fall of our chest as we breathe. Hear the intake and exhale of air. Be in the moment. Don't think, just feel." Vanda followed Adora's coaching. Now upright on the bed, she sat cross-legged, arms folded across her lap, mimicking the pose she had seen in Adora's memory. "You do this often?" "Yes. Whenever I'm stressed or overwhelmed. Now, hush. Concentrate." Vanda fell silent, as did Adora, although she could sense her host nearby, ready to come forward again if needed. After several minutes, Adora spoke softly. "How are you feeling?" Vanda hesitated before answering. "Feeling" was still such a new concept to her, and she had to search for the proper words. "I feel, fine. Relaxed. Peaceful. And, itchy?" Adora laughed. Vanda found the sound of it pleasant. "Go ahead and scratch if you need to." Vanda scratched at their nose absently. "Hey, not so rough!" Adora objected. "Watch the fingernails!" "My apologies. I am still getting used to moving this body. Did I harm you?" "No, it's fine. Ready to try something else?" "Yes." "Then open our eyes." Slowly, Vanda opened their eyes. The room was dark, illuminated only by the moonlight streaming through the window. Vanda cautiously looked around, making out various shapes, putting names to them from Adora's memory; chair, dresser, lamp, mirror. Her eyes darted back to the mirror when she saw movement, and after a quick memory search, understood it to be their reflection. "That is, you? Us?" "Yes." "I, I wish to see us more clearly." "Of course." Vanda awkwardly scooted her borrowed body across the bed. Finding her feet, she wobbled slightly, Adora helping to steady her as she stood. Shuffling slowly across the room, she stopped in front of the full length mirror beside the dresser. Although the moonlight was faint, Vanda could see herself clearly. "Your body is quite pleasing to look at," said Vanda softly. "Thank you. But it's your body now, too." "May I touch it?" "Of course. Just, again, be mindful of the fingernails." Vanda raised her hands to her face, exploring the high, well defined cheekbones, the bridge of her dainty nose, the curve of her jaw and chin. Continuing their journey, her hands moved along her neck and well-rounded shoulders. Moving lower, she ran her hands over her breasts. The sensation brought on by the touch made her shiver. "This is, pleasure?" "A form of it, yes. It can feel good to touch ourselves." "Yes, we have observed this behavior in your species before. Manual stimulation of specific nerve endings causing an increase of endorphins and,” "Stop analyzing everything and just focus on the feelings." Vanda continued to explore her breasts, marveling at the contrast between the softness of her skin and the firmness of the flesh beneath it. Her nipples swelled as her fingers gently tugged at them, sparking a warm flush that flowed down through her abdomen into her loins. "We are, leaking fluids?" "Yes. You're getting wet. Very normal." "There is a throbbing sensation in our, clitoris." "Yes. My nipples are very sensitive. Your touching them is causing us to become sexually aroused." "A fascinating sensation. May I continue?" "Please do." "I am, unsure how to proceed." "Access my memories. Use them as a guide. You'll figure it out." Although Adora was still cognizant of everything Vanda was doing, she had pulled back enough to allow Vanda to be in complete control, the main recipient of the sensations now coursing through their body. Still, she could sense as Vanda moved her hands along her flat, toned belly, pausing at her pubic mound to explore the soft tuft of hair covering it. "Our heart rate has increased. Our breathing, shallow and irregular." "All very normal. Just relax, don't be afraid. Trust me, you're going to enjoy this." Vanda moved her hand lower, finding the folds of her sex organs. Mindful of the warning Adora had given about the sharp appendage at the tip, she carefully dipped a finger into the slick cleft. Her body convulsed from the shockwave that ran through her. "Oh! This is, !" Vanda could not find the words. None of them seemed to fit. During their experiments, she had observed humans engaging in this strange ritual of self-pleasure multiple times, finding it interesting yet confusing, as it served no ultimate purpose in human procreation methods. Now, she understood. The sensations she now identified as sexual arousal coursed through her, interfering with her ability to think clearly. Instead, her mind raced with various images, flickering with no discernable pattern; human males and females in various states of undress, engaging in a variety of sexual acts. Intermixed with these were even more confusing imaginings; the warmth of sunshine, the sounds of surf crashing along a beach, the feel of a gentle breeze. The taste of something called "ice cream." Her fingers moved freely along her feminine parts, savoring each new sensation brought forth from exploring the soft, delicate folds of her inner and outer labia. Instinctively (or, perhaps with Adora's subliminal coaching) she drew up the creamy moisture seeping from her vaginal opening to lubricate the increasingly stimulated flesh. Her knees buckled, only saved from falling over by Adora, coming forward quickly to steady her. "What, what just happened?" "You were close to cumming." "Coming?" "Orgasm. You almost had an orgasm." "Ah, yes. An orgasm. A climax of sexual excitement, characterized by feelings of pleasure centered in the genitals and,” "You're over analyzing again." "I am sorry. It is in my nature. Shall I proceed?" "Yes. But maybe this will be easier, and safer, on the bed." "Agreed. The soft material of your mattress should eliminate further risk of potential, You are laughing. What are you finding humorous?" "Nothing. Never mind. Let's go lay down." Back on the bed, head resting comfortably on the pillow, her hand again slipped between her legs. Her hot, almost pulsing sex organs eagerly responded to her touch. "There are, so many ways, to bring pleasure, so many, various types of, touch. It is, difficult to decide, how to,” "Don't overthink it. Focus on what feels best and just go with it." "Can you not at least guide me?" "Look into my memories, if you must. But this will be a much better learning experience for you if you figure it out on your own." Vanda sighed, frustrated. Taking a few long, deep breaths to calm herself, she began again. Her fingers slid easily along the length of her cleft, sticky and slippery, the soft petals of her labia parting to make way for them. The tip of her forefinger found the entrance to her vaginal canal, sending another sharp jolt of almost electric energy through her. Vanda knew from her research that female humans found penetration highly stimulating; whether digitally, the male sex organ, or one of the endless variety of phallic objects they used for such purposes. But of course she had no personal experience in such things. She shivered in anticipation as her finger continued its journey inside her, marveling at both the warmth and wetness. An involuntary moan escaped her lips as she stopped, knuckle deep, then wiggled her digit slowly inside the tight space. Drawing both from Adora's memory and her own observations, Vanda slowly pumped her finger in and out, creating a wet, sucking sound she found both amusing and arousing. Her entire body felt flushed with a beautiful, enveloping warmth, flowing like waves of energy within her. The waves increased in speed and intensity, and Vanda had a moment to think of the light beams the Collective had developed to sexually stimulate their human test cases before her body suddenly shook with uncontrollable tremors. The moans she'd been unable to control grew louder, increasing in volume and tempo until her voice burst from within her in pure bliss. Every muscle tensed, and her legs clenched around her hand like a vise. As the waves slowly receded, her breathing steadied and her pulse slowed. "Was that?" "Yes. Congrats. Not bad for a first timer." "I want another." Again, Vanda heard Adora laugh inside their head. "I thought you might. I usually do, too. While an internal orgasm is nice, I usually cum best by, Oh, here, let me help you." Vanda felt Adora come forward, not taking full control, only just enough to guide her movements. Her anticipation rose as her fingers landed over her clitoris. It throbbed under her touch as she rubbed it in a steady, circular motion. Gentle pushes from Adora helped her set the pace, apply the right pressure, and occasionally remember to re-lubricate her fingers with the liquids still dripping steadily from her. Vanda caught a brief mental image in Adora's mind and without thinking, mimicked the suggestion. Bringing her fingers to her lips, she popped them in her mouth. The flavor of her wetness danced on her tongue. As it was her first experience with taste, she had nothing to compare it to. All she knew was that it certainly was not unpleasant, and served to take her sense stimulation to new heights. Her fingers returned to her aching sex; rubbing, flicking, even smacking at it lightly, all under Adora's subtle guidance. The sound of her moans echoed through the room as if from a distance. Again she felt the waves of pure, sensual energy pulse through her, building in intensity as her pace quickened. For the first time in her long existence, Vanda's mind went completely blank, filled now only with vague imagery and an overwhelming compulsion for more, more, more of this wonderful, intoxicating, almost overwhelming feeling. Colors swam before her eyes as the hot waves of pure pleasure burst forth from her like a star gone supernova. Her body bucked uncontrollably, the bed rocking as her moans became cries, punctuated by one last high pitched squeal before collapsing to the bed in a limp heap. Eyes closed, Vanda basked in the calm aftermath. The room was silent save for her breathing, slowly returning to normal, along with her racing heartbeat. A light sheen of sweat coated her skin, sending a shiver through her as it registered the cool air circulating through the room blowing lightly over it. Vanda felt moisture leaking from her eyes and, her mind now coming back to her, recognized she was experiencing yet another emotion. Happiness. "Thank you, Adora," she said, finding her voice. "Thank you for sharing that with me. As first experiences living in a physical body go, I do not think I could have possibly conceived of a better one." "I'm glad you enjoyed it," said Adora. "I did, too." "Is this experience, these orgasms, are they just as pleasurable with a sexual partner?" "Depends on who you're with, but generally, yes. Even better, sometimes." "I would like to try that." "I bet you would," Adora laughed. "Let's put a pin in that for now, though. It's late, and it's been a pretty exhausting night." "Yes. I am sensing we require what you call sleep." Vanda experienced her first yawn, punctuating her words. She felt Adora slowly slipping down into the depths of unconsciousness. Suddenly, she was afraid. "Adora?" "Yes?" "Will I dream?" "Probably." "Will we dream together?" "I don't know. Let's find out." "Do not, don't go too far. I am, comforted, by your presence." "Don't worry. I'll be right here." To be continued in part 4. By Djmac1031 for Literotica Source: ex-plicitly-novel

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Isla tries to give up smoking… and finds a new addiction.By DaxDante. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy StoriesPart One - Resolution“Urgh! For fuck's sake!”Jake dashed from the living room into the kitchen. Isla stood at the counter, gripping the countertop in her hands. Her head hung, long dark hair covering her face. He briefly focused on the roundness of her ass, bulging through her jeans.“What's wrong?” he asked, concerned for his flatmate.“There's not a single fag in the flat! I've looked through every cupboard, every drawer!”“Well, yeah,” replied Jake, relieved it wasn't something more serious. “You threw them out. Or gave them to your mates.”“I know, but I thought I must have missed some! I'm never that thorough.” She turned to look at him, a pleading look on her face. “You don't have any, do you?”Jake shook his head.“I haven't smoked in years, you know that.” He stepped over to her, putting his hand on her slender arm. “I know it's tough, but you can make it. It's only been a week.”“I know! That's what's so fucking awful! I've barely made it through a week, how can I keep this up?”Isla had given up smoking for New Year's. She'd managed to cut down from ten a day to five over the last few months and thought a New Year's resolution was the perfect opportunity to give up for good. She hadn't really believed just how tough it would be.“When I was giving up,” said Jake, “I was on nicotine gum for weeks. You should get some of that.”“No, that's no good. It's just giving up one hook for another.”“Well, you were looking for a smoke just now,” he pointed out.“That doesn't count,” said Isla, convincing neither herself nor her flatmate. She'd idly picked up a pen off the counter and was flapping it about in her hand. Looking around, she absently put it in her mouth, moving it around with her tongue. Jake felt a brief surge of arousal at the sight.He and Isla had lived together for a couple of years now, matched up by a mutual friend when they both needed somewhere to live. They'd both had a few partners over that time, nothing ever lasting longer than a few months. Jake had developed a huge crush on Isla, and she knew it, but she never really minded. It was flattering, and aside from a little flirting, it never really came up. Certainly it never bothered her. Sometimes she heard Jake wanking in his room, the tell-tale slap and occasional grunt giving it away when he thought she wouldn't hear. It turned her on just a little to imagine that maybe he was thinking of her when he did that.Isla was about average height, reasonably slim, with a decent pair of tits and, she didn't mind admitting, a pretty fantastic butt. She thought she was quite pretty, and plenty of men had been into her over the years. Jake thought she was beautiful, with a stunningly gorgeous body, and he never missed an opportunity to check out her ass when she was turned away from him. For his part, Jake was fairly tall, averagely handsome, also dark-haired. He'd always wanted to be a little taller, a little more muscular, a little better looking. Isla thought he was pretty nice to look at, nothing to get in a twist about. Not that she hadn't wondered about it from time to time.She caught him watching her as she rolled the pen around her lips.“What?”“You need something to take your mind of the craving,” he said. “Something to do with your hands and your mouth. If you're not going to smoke or chew gum, or use vapes or anything else you could get addicted to, you'll need something else.”“Don't suggest food. I don't want to get fat.”Getting fat would just make that ass bigger, thought Jake, but shook his head.“OK… what else could you use your mouth for…?”He chuckled as the obvious suggestion popped into his head. Isla got there a split second later.“Oh, don't be disgusting!” she snapped, half-jokingly.“Well, it would be something to do with your mouth and your hands,” he noted, “and you did say you enjoyed it.”Ah, shit, she thought. Never get drunk and let things slip to your horny flatmate.“I wish I'd never told you that,” she said. It was true, she did really love sucking cock, but that wasn't the point. “I don't even have a boyfriend right now,” she pointed out.“Like you'll ever have trouble getting one,” he pointed out. Getting turned on and suddenly feeling self-conscious, he turned to leave, but couldn't resist adding, “or I could always take one for the team!”Isla sighed and shook her head, promising herself that she had to cut down the flirting she allowed between them. Still, she couldn't fail to notice the bulge in his pants just before he turned to leave.Part Two - CigaretteHours later, Isla lay on her bed, scratching at her arms and biting her lip. The craving was getting worse. She looked to her bedside table, at the collection of chewed up pens and pencils she had left in her wake. Jesus, this was getting ridiculous. It wasn't just the craving for nicotine or the sensation of a cigarette in her mouth. The conversation with Jake earlier had been running through her mind. She'd even watched some blowjob porn on her phone, silently in case he was listening, and quickly made herself come, but that had only made it worse.After another ten minutes lying there, unable to get the idea out of her head, she slapped her hands down onto the mattress and pushed herself out of bed. She stormed into the living room, where Jake was watching TV.“OK,” she said breathlessly, before she could change her mind. “Let's do it.”Jake turned to her, still half-watching his show.“Do what?”“I'm going nuts in here. I've got to go back to work tomorrow and unless I think of something I'm going to be awake all night fighting these cravings.”“So…?” he added, not quite able to believe what he hoped she might be getting at.She sighed anxiously.“I want you… to let me… suck your…” she stopped, an overwhelming surge of embarrassment washing over her.“Woah,” said Jake, standing up, “that was just a joke. I mean, it's not that I wouldn't… you know, I would, but… wouldn't it make things weird?”She looked him in the eye, setting her face so he knew she was serious.“Right now, I don't care. You put this idea in my head, and unless I get something in my mouth, I'm going to crack. Can I do it?”Jake found himself unable say anything. Almost unthinkingly, he unzipped his pants, pulling them and his underpants down far enough that his cock, already semi-hard from the very thought of it, flopped out.Isla slowly, nervously got to her knees, looking longingly at the hardening member. She'd often wondered what Jake's dick would be like, and he hadn't disappointed her. Now almost at full hardness, it was at least seven inches long and of a decent, solid thickness. Reaching out her right hand, she gently held it, unrolling the last of Jake's foreskin to fully reveal his swollen helmet.“Are, are we really doing this?” Jake stammered.“Shh,” whispered Isla. “Don't say anything.”She leaned forward, opening her mouth, extending her tongue to meet his waiting head. She'd always had a love-hate feeling with the taste of cock, that peculiar flavour, strange at the best of times, revolting at the worst, depending on the man (or, one surprising night, woman, when she'd discovered a friend of hers was trans and couldn't resist trying the experience). But there was nothing else like it, and the combination of that taste with the feel of hot, hard flesh in her mouth was unbeatable.Hell, it tasted better than cigarettes, in any case.Jake's flavour was actually pretty nice. Isla moved her tongue over the head, before bobbing back and forth on his now rock-hard cock. Jake moaned gently, which turned Isla on even more. Her cunt now slick and wet, she slipped her right hand down her pants, steadying herself with her left on the floor. Using just her head, she sucked and slurped, increasing speed and pressure as her excitement rose. It seemed like hours to both of them, but in a little under ten minutes, Jake let out a guttural grunt. His cock got somehow even harder in her mouth as it erupted, thick spunk shooting over her tongue and at the back of her throat. Gagging just a little, her fingers frantically going at her clit, Isla came, the surge of wetness matching the fluid shooting into her mouth.She involuntarily increased pressure, but the sudden hard suck was too much for Jake's tender cock and he pulled out with a gasp. Isla wiped away the trickle of saliva and semen that had escaped her mouth, pulling her other hand out of her underwear. She stood up, barely able to make Jake's eye.“Thanks,” she mumbled, after swallowing. “G'night.”She turned around and dashed back to her room, leaving Jake standing there, his deflated cock still hanging out and dripping.Part Three – CigarThe next morning, Isla got up, showered and dressed as normal, trying not to think too hard about the night before. She was always up earlier than Jake but she made sure to be prompt and quiet this morning. She couldn't believe that she'd actually done that last night. It was going to change everything between them. Flashes of it kept coming back to her: the look of his cock, the feel of it, the taste of his spunk, the noise he made when he came in her mouth. She tried hard to put it out of her mind so she could focus on the day ahead. And she still needed a fucking cigarrette!The morning was tricky. Back to work after New Year was never easy, especially when you were going through the combined struggle of nicotine withdrawal and unstoppable filthy thoughts. Isla's job was basic, boring admin at an office in town, as part of a marketing company. It was dull on a good day, frustrating on a bad one, and today was somehow both. Her need for a smoke increased throughout the day. Twice she left the office to run to the newsagent, stopping herself in time and buying sweets instead of fags.Twenty minutes before the end of the day, she allowed herself to finish early and went for a “smoke break.” The rest of the team were used to her doing that, and to be fair, half of them did it too. This time, though, she was just going to enjoy the brisk January air and try to get her head in order before she went home and had to face Jake again.Once upon a time there had been a smoking room in the office, a brief idea that soon became history once smoking in the workplace had been banned altogether. So now, the smokers went out onto the roof, via the fire escape. It was a shorter walk than going downstairs to the car park.Heading up to the roof, her coat and scarf tightly wrapped round her, Isla was dismayed to see Steve up there already. She knew there was a chance someone would have the same idea as her, but she'd really hoped she could have some time to herself. Instead, Steve was there, all six-foot-three of him, a tall, well-built black man dressed in a suit. He was the head of the outbound marketing team. Everyone liked him, most of the women had a bit of a thing for him. He was handsome and charming, and right now he was puffing on a cigar.Jesus Christ, I can't take this, though Isla, turning to go back inside.“Isla?” came Steve's deep voice. “You OK?”She stopped and turned back.“Yeah, I'm fine, it's just… I'm trying to give up smoking, so being around cigar smoke is going to be too much right now.” She rarely smoked them, but she preferred cigars to cigarettes. They tasted and felt better, although they could be harsh on the throat if you inhaled.“Oh, sorry,” he said, stubbing the cigar out on the railing at the edge of the roof and pocketing it once he was sure it was cool. No point wasting it, thought Isla. Her eyes followed from his big hand entering his pocket to his crotch. She'd often wondered just how big Steve's dick was, and from the line of his pants it was nothing to be ashamed of.“You sure you're OK?”She sat down on the one flimsy metal chair that furnished the roofspace.“I'm struggling a bit. Giving up is harder than I thought it would be, and I've been trying to find other things to do to take over the habit.”He stepped up closer to her. His crotch was now virtually eye level.“Like what?”“I can't tell you,” she said, turning red with embarrassment and giggling.“Well, now I've got to know,” he laughed.Fuck it, she thought. She wondered if she might be getting hysterical, but she couldn't help but tell him.“Um, I've… I've tried replacing cigarettes with… with penis.”Steve burst out laughing, a surprisingly high-pitched laugh for a man with such a deep voice.“Don't take the piss,” he said, smiling at her.“I'm serious!” she snapped. Stupid – that was a perfect way out but she couldn't let someone accuse her of making shit up. “I sucked my flatmate's dick last night because it was the only thing to take my mind off smoking.”Steve stood there quietly for a moment.“Did it work?” he asked, eventually.She thought about it.“Yeah, it did. I actually felt loads better afterwards. Aside from not being able to look him in the eye.”“I'm about a foot taller than you. That should make it easier to not look me in the eye.”She looked up at him, disbelieving.“You mean…?”“Anything for a member of the team,” he chuckled, stepping closer still.A stunned smile spreading across her face, Isla reached out for his pants, carefully unzipping his fly.“Now, please bear in mind that it is very cold out here,” noted Steve.Isla reached in to his underpants and pulled out the biggest soft cock she'd ever seen. It was bigger than most erections she'd seen.“Fuck…” she gasped, “if that's what it's like when you're cold…”She rubbed Steve's fat black cock, rolling his foreskin back and forth, the heat of it a contrast against the cold air. It hardened rapidly, increasing on its already remarkable size until it was a good nine inches long, at least. Thick and with a strong vein down the side, it was the most appetising thing Isla could remember seeing.“Fuck…” she said again, before lowering her salivating mouth onto it. Absently, she noted that Jake's tasted better, but the feel of this monster in her mouth was incredible. She sucked greedily on it, the huge head taking up half of her mouth. Carefully, she tried to take some of the shaft in, but could only manage a couple of inches.“That's it,” muttered the owner of the beast, “take it all in.”Isla had never really been one for deep-throating. The idea of it had always turned her on, and she turned to it more often than not in her occasional porn viewings. The very idea of taking this massive schlong down her throat almost made her gag on its own, but at the same time, she couldn't lie to herself when her pussy was so wet at the thought of it. Gingerly, she moved her head forward, feeling that huge head pushing at the back of her throat.She gagged, pulling away, a long string of drool still connecting her lips to Steve's cock.“You can do it, baby,” he crooned, putting his huge left hand on the back of her head and guiding her back.Again, she took his cock in her mouth, letting him move her head towards him. This time she was prepared, and coped with the feeling of it against her throat. Suddenly, he thrust forward, pushing past the barrier, his mighty cock sliding down her throat. She gagged again, panicking, but this only made him moan and chuckle more.“You're OK, baby,” he said. “You can take it.”Forcing herself to relax, Isla let Steve thrust his enormous member back and forth. She'd fantasised about a face-fucking like this, and now it was happening. She couldn't touch herself, holding onto Steve's legs to stop him forcing her even further onto his cock, but she was getting so turned on she thought she might come just from the sensation in her throat.Thankfully, Steve didn't last long. After no more than a couple of minutes, the feel of her tightening throat brought him to orgasm. He emptied himself directly into her throat and pulled out, saliva dripping from his big, dark cock. Isla sat there, coughing and spitting as he pulled away.Steve ticked away his dick and zipped up, before taking a handkerchief from his breast pocket and wiping his hand on it. He tossed it to Isla.“There you go babe. Clean yourself up and take an early finish.”Part Four – MentholIsla spent her evening in a daze. She said hi to Jake, but when he tried to talk to her, she made an excuse, saying she was tired from work and not feeling well and would see him later. In all fairness, it was true. She was exhausted and her throat was tender. She went to sleep quickly, obscene thoughts running through her head.The ninth of January came and went. Steve acted like nothing had happened, but said he hoped to see her on a smoke break sometime. Isla found herself eyeing up the male members of the team, the guy who came to fix the photocopier, even the bloke who ran the newsagents, her eyes drawn to their crotches.One thing she wasn't craving, though, was cigarettes… until about halfway through the tenth, when the urge to smoke overcame her again. After spending half her lunch hour trying not to think about smoking, she caved and went to the newsagent. Only a moment's walk from the office, it was always convenient, and she'd become quite chatty with the young Arabic man who worked there on weekdays.“Hi,” he said, smiling at her as she came in. “You're just in time. I was going to lock up for lunch.”“You don't usually do that,” she pointed out.“It's been a slow day,” he said. “Thought I'd make the most of it.”They chatted for a bit while Isla argued with herself in her head about whether she was going to buy a pack of fags or not.“It's a shitty time of year for us,” he said, defeat on his handsome features. “Everyone is on their resolutions, no one's buying booze or fags or porn. It's boring as hell.”“Yeah,” she admitted, “I've given up smoking.”“Is that why you keep coming in and buying sweets instead of fags?” he laughed. God, he really was handsome, wasn't he? Dirty thoughts burst into her head.“What's your name?” she asked, suddenly.“Abdul,” he said, “Why?”“Well, I've been coming in here for a while,” she said. “About time I got to know you properly. I'm Isla.”“Nice to meet you Isla. Look, do you mind if I lock up? Now that I've promised myself a break I don't want anyone else storming in. Don't worry, I'll let you out when you've bought your sweets.”“Oh, don't think sweets are going to cut it today,” she said, watching Abdul as he locked the door and pulled down the shutter.“What can I get you then? Are you on menthol or regular these days?”“Actually,” she said, stepping closer to him, “I've been trying something else to help me kick the habit.”“Sorry,” he said, “we don't sell nic gum. We do have a few vapes though. Different flavours.”“Um…” she said, a wicked thought crossing her mind. “Do you have any condoms?”Abdul looked puzzled, then hopeful. “Sure thing… why?”“Pick your favourite flavour,” she said, “and put it on.”“Are you serious?” he said, his handsome features displaying utter shock.“I'm not going to fuck you,” she said, quickly, “but I really want to suck your cock.” She smiled. “The condom's just for fun.”The coffee-skinned young man smiled and reached behind the counter. He grabbed a pack of three flavoured condoms, picking out a green square.“This OK?” he said.“Don't tell me,” she said. “I want the taste to be a surprise.”She got to her knees and pulled down his tracksuit pants and underpants, revealing a beautiful circumcised cock already semi-erect. Carefully tugging at it, rubbing the exposed head, it hardened quickly in her hand. She let it go, and Abdul tore open the packet carefully, before eagerly sliding the pale green condom onto his now very hard six-incher. It wasn't the biggest she'd had even this week, but it was perfectly formed.Isla smiled and hungrily wrapped her lips around it, her tongue running over the sheathed flesh. She made a noise of pleasure.“Yum… minty,” she said, although it came out more as “Yum; ah; um” with Abdul's dick filling her mouth.She sucked on him happily for a good ten minutes, trying out her new deep-throating skills on his gorgeous cock. It was much easier than with Steve's huge thing, and she didn't gag nearly so much, she still got a rush of panicky adrenaline every time she forced her head against his crotch and the head of his cock slid into her throat. Before long, he was coming, his spunk pooling into the nipple of the condom.Isla pulled away from Abdul, letting his bright green dick flop out, already deflating. She felt strangely disappointed for a moment, before realising what else she was craving. She quickly but carefully pulled off the condom, eliciting a sharp gasp from the post-orgasmic man. Tilting her head back and opening her mouth wide, she poured the salty jizz into her mouth, swirling it around a little with her tongue before swallowing.Part five – SuperkingsAfter Abdul let her out of the shop, Isla hurriedly dashed back to work, feeling her own juices run down her left leg as she ran upstairs. She was wearing a figure-hugging dress in dark green, with accentuated her curves. She realised she must have subconsciously dressed to impress. At least it was long enough to hide the trickle of wetness that crept down her thigh.She'd only been back at her desk for ten minutes when Jack Q, her line manager, strode up to her. He looked awkward, not meeting her eye.“Jacko wants to see you,” he said.“Now?” she asked, panic rising in her chest. This was never good. The two Jacks – Jack Quinn and Jack Osborn, called Jack Q and Jacko to tell them apart – were the ultimate authority in the office. Jacko was the office manager and answerable only the owner. Jack Q was tall, not bad-looking, with prematurely grey hair. Jacko was shorter, stocky and bald, not the best looking guy but with a definite charm.“Right now,” said Jack, turning to the door and gesturing for her to follow.She walked quickly after him, following him into Jacko's office. It wasn't all that, no more luxurious than most of the building, but at least it was big, plenty of space for the Jacks to hang out and chat whatever bollocks they liked to chat.Jacko sat behind his desk, his normal charming smile replaced by an angry scowl.“Isla,” he said, gesturing for her to sit down. Jack Q, bereft of chair, remained standing.“Do you know what this is about?” asked Jacko.“No, Mr Osborn,” she said, thinking that the respectful tone was probably best. She had a worrying idea that she did though.“While you were at lunch, we had a meeting with Steve.”Shit, she thought. I'm fucked.“One of your colleagues saw you on the roof a couple of days ago. Steve tried to persuade them to stay quiet but in the end they did the right thing and came to me. I have to say, I'm genuinely shocked by your behaviour. Both of you.”“I'm sorry, sir,” she said quietly, looking down at her knees.“What the hell were you thinking?” he snapped, his calm demeanour slipping. “Sucking off a co-worker, out in the open, where anyone could see you?”“Not that it's OK to do that even if people can't see you,” added Jack Q, hastily.“Quite right,” nodded Jacko. “You do realise you could both be dismissed for this?”“No!” gasped Isla, looking straight at her employer. “I need this job! And Steve didn't do anything wrong, he was helping me out!”The two Jacks snorted a scoffing laugh in unison.“Steve said the same thing,” said Jacko. “Some crap about helping you give up smoking. What a load of –” he caught himself. “I don't believe a word of it. In any case, it's irrelevant. Sexual misconduct is serious.”“Look, it's not like anyone did anything they didn't want to do,” said Isla, panicking. “And it just happened so quickly. I wasn't thinking straight. I really have been struggling with my cravings these last few days and I've not been myself.”“Whatever your excuse, it's not acceptable. This will have to go to full disciplinary proceedings.”The panicked feeling in Isla's chest rose… and then she realised that everything would be fine. It was obvious what she had to do… and just like that, the craving was back again.“Come on Jack,” she said, looking her employer in the eye. “It doesn't have to be like that. How about we keep it between us, huh? I'm sure I can convince you that it doesn't need to be taken any further.”“If you're suggesting what I think you're suggesting – ” started Jack Q, before Jacko cut him off.“Jack, shut the fuck up,” ordered his boss. He stood up, stepping out from behind his desk and walking over to Isla, his crotch at just the right height. “You need to make a decision, Isla. You do this, and I pretend nothing ever happened. Back down, and it's your word against ours, and you will not come out on top.”“I'm more of a bottom anyway,” she said, reaching forward an unzipping the fly of his suit.Jacko's cock was much bigger than she expected. Not especially long, but thick, a fat pale lump of flesh that was growing harder and thicker in her hand. Jacko smiled as she opened her mouth as she opened her mouth.“Good girl,” he murmured.She ran her tongue all over the bulbous purple head, sending a shiver through Jacko's body. She stopped for a second, looking back up at him.“How's that Mr. Osborn?”“Call me boss,” he ordered.She smiled. “OK boss,” she said, before taking a deep breath. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and took his fat cock into it. It stretched the skin at the corners of her lips, barely able to fit in her mouth. The sensation was on the exact edge of pleasure and pain.Jack Q stood behind his employer, looking dumbfounded. Jacko turned to face him.“Don't just stand there, Jacky-boy. Come get some.”A nervous grin on his face, Jack Q stepped over, his cock visible erect through his pants. Isla pulled way from Jacko's cock and turned to the other man, unbuttoning the fly on his fancy suit pants and pulling out his dick. It was the polar opposite of Jacko's: long, slender and pointed, the skin surprisingly dark. She put it in her mouth and sucked eagerly, bobbing her head back and forth, letting the head poke against the back of her throat.Jacko leaned forward and unhooked the loops of her dress, pulling it down as she sucked on his co-worker's cock. Her breasts spilled out, prompting him to run his rough hands over them. Her nipples, hard from her arousal, tingled at the feeling and she shuddered with a rush of pleasure.All conception of time disappeared as she moved back and forth between the two cocks, one long, one thick, sucking off the two Jacks with gusto. Her mouth was aching but she found herself getting more enthusiastic and horny as she went.“How're you doing Jacky?” asked Jacko as his colleague groaned in pleasure.“Almost there,” he gasped.“Isla,” said Jacko, “I want you to keep sucking Jack's cock, alright?”She paused for a moment, Jack's dick, slick with spit, brushing against her lower lip.“You're the boss,” she said, and shoved it back in her mouth.Jacko wrapped his meaty right hand around his even meatier cock and began hurriedly wanking it. Isla kept sucking on Jack Q's until, with a load grunt, he unloaded his gunk into her mouth. She mumbled a pleasured “Yum,” and this was enough to push Jacko over the edge. A thick rope of semen shot from his cock onto her face, splattering her eyebrow and running down her cheek. He continued to jerk, more strings of come colliding with her face until she covered. Jack Q stepped back as his employer squeezed the last droplet from his swollen bell onto her forehead.“I think that will do for now,” said Jacko. “Clean yourself up before you leave this office.” He chucked her a box of tissues off his desk. “See you at your performance review.”“Thank you, boss,” she said, wiping the coagulating cum from her face.Part Six – AddictionThe trip home was a self-conscious one. Isla had cleaned herself off as best she could, but there was still spunk stuck in her hair and a couple of blobs that had dried on her dress. She was sure the other commuters would smell it even if they didn't see it. Her emotions were all over the place: she felt ashamed, and used, but so turned on that her pussy ached. She kept thinking about the different cocks she'd sucked on over the week. Five different dicks, each one looking and feeling and smelling and tasting different.When she finally arrived home, Jake was sitting in the living room again. He stood up, sheepishly meeting her gaze.“I guess we need to talk,” he said.“I guess we do.”“Look, I'm sorry about the other night. I should never have suggested it, and we shouldn't have done it, and I know it'll never happen again…” he trailed off.She sighed. It wasn't fair for him to feel bad. Whatever filthy urges he had awoken in her had been there all along.“Listen Jake,” she said, stepping closer to him. “It's OK. I made the decision. And you know what? It worked! I'm hardly craving fags at all anymore. In fact, I didn't think about smoking once on the way home, and that's never happened after a day at work.” She paused, thoughtfully. “There's just one problem: now I'm addicted to sucking cock.”Jake wasn't quite sure what to say to that.“I, I'm sorry,” he stammered. “Are you OK?”“Oh, shut up Jake!” she exclaimed, dropping to her knees. “Get your fucking dick out!”By DaxDante for Literotica

In this first episode of "ParkStop ParkTalk w/ Alicia & 'Naynay" we check in on recent Disney Parks news for both Disneyland and Walt Disney World, including our thoughts on Magic Key, Park Reservations, Country Bears, and more!This is a new podcast series from the Park Stop Podcast family of podcasts, and is not replacing the regular ParkStop Podcast. Look for these special podcasts between our regular show episodes, and presented in audio format only.Related Links:Gooping and Gagging with ‘Naynay: The PodcastAlicia Twitter: https://twitter.com/AliciaStella‘Naynay Insta: https://www.instagram.com/withnaynay Alicia Social Links: https://alicia.socialSubscribe on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@ThemeParkStopSupport on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/ThemeParkStop

#398: If your baby is choking on food will one of those choking rescue devices actually work? In this episode I'm interviewing certified CPR instructor Brandon Doerksen about whether a choking device replaces CPR for choking rescue or is used as an adjunct. Listen to learn how the choking devices work to dechoke your baby (or not) and the one thing that all parents and caregivers should do before their baby starts solid food. Get Brandon's online CPR course for free when you register for the Choking Prevention and Response Course that we co-teach here: https://courses.thrivetraininginstitute.com/bundles/blw-made-easy-podcast-bundle

#398: If your baby is choking on food will one of those choking rescue devices actually work? In this episode I'm interviewing certified CPR instructor Brandon Doerksen about whether a choking device replaces CPR for choking rescue or is used as an adjunct. Listen to learn how the choking devices work to dechoke your baby (or not) and the one thing that all parents and caregivers should do before their baby starts solid food. Get Brandon's online CPR course for free when you register for the Choking Prevention and Response Course that we co-teach here: https://courses.thrivetraininginstitute.com/bundles/blw-made-easy-podcast-bundle

Jamie and Emily start out the episode by sharing comical stories about Jamie's unexpected return to being a dog lover and her husband's proactive handling of Christmas cards. They emphasize the importance of letting go of tasks one doesn't care about.  In this lively episode, Jamie and Emily are joined by special guest Malina Malkani. Connected through Instagram several years ago, the trio seamlessly transitions from discussing parenting, to diet and nutrition. Malina, a single mom and pediatric dietitian, shares details about her upcoming book on food allergy prevention during infant feeding. The hosts express admiration for Malina's easy-going nature and delve into the main topic: starting solids and baby-led weaning. Jamie and Emily love Malina's balanced approach, bridging the gap between traditional purees and baby-led weaning. The conversation highlights Malina's expertise on starting solids, emphasizing the crucial six-month window when babies show readiness signs. The hosts inquire about historical recommendations like rice cereal, leading to a discussion on iron-rich foods, with Malina providing an ideal first foods list, including avocado and sweet potato. Humor infuses the dialogue as they address parental anxiety about introducing certain foods, especially meats, due to choking. Malina reassures, suggesting alternatives and emphasizing a gradual approach. Gagging, a common concern, is demystified by Malina, who explains its role in oral motor skill development and advises calmness during the process. The conversation shifts to address another fear: allergies. They cover evolving guidelines and the importance of early, frequent exposure. Malina dispels myths and addresses fears of severe reactions, offering practical advice on introducing allergens gradually. Malina answers audience questions around dropping bottles, frequency of introducing solids, and the baby-led weaning vs. purees debate.  You can connect with Malina on Instagram at @healthy.mom.healthy.kids, and her Baby-Led Feeding course is available HERE; use the code “Nurture” at checkout for discounts. Additionally, her Baby-Led Weaning book is available for purchase HERE. In this live Ask A NAPS nurse, Jamie and Emily address a common parenting question about transitioning from three to two naps for babies, emphasizing the typical timeframe of six to nine months and signs such as nap resistance or disrupted sleep patterns. They provide insights on adjusting awake windows and suggest moving towards a more structured schedule.  This podcast is proudly brought to you by our fabulous sponsors: Feast & Fettle: Use code NAPS for $30 off your first order Kibou: Use code NAPS for 15% off your purchase of $89+ Little Spoon SilverPost: Use code NAPSFAMILY for $5 off any plan

In this episode, Dinesh excoriates Judge Tanya Chutkan for her gag order on Trump and insists that his new film “Police State” will speak for Trump and all those who have been targeted by the Biden regime and its allies.  Attorney John O'Connor, an expert on law and the presidency, joins Dinesh to talk about the Trump classified documents case, the 90 plus criminal charges facing Trump, and also his role in Dinesh's new  film. Dinesh contends that the graveyards of Israel might just be the place where the woke ideology goes to die.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Delve into the insights of the Jobs-To-Be-Done theory with its advocate, Bob Moesta. As the mastermind behind over 3,500 product launches and the President & CEO of The ReWired Group, he offers a fresh perspective on understanding customer needs.Having worked alongside the renowned Professor Clayton Christensen and as the Co-Founder of Laser Ventures, Bob is here to guide you on how to transition from just selling to genuinely helping customers in their journey.Topics Covered:(00:00) - Intro (01:33) - Customer personas need to die: sorry not sorry (04:29) - Ever wondered why you just bought that? (08:04) - The Intercom effect: How to turn $5 million into a billion by understanding customer needs (13:39) - Betty White's secrets: How to align marketing with actual consumer use (16:34) - Stop playing marketing bingo and start playing chess (18:21) - This is what your selling should start with (21:53) - The struggling moment revelation: decoding true consumer intent (25:13) - It's stories, not stereotypes, that sell (32:25) - You think you know, but you have no idea: the unseen forces driving purchases (35:47) - How game theory beats economics every time (37:37) - Picking your winning selling strategy (39:53) - Why your perfect employee might be working at Chipotle right now (42:44) - Are all your life choices a lie? ***→ Join 14,000+ weirdos who learn to stand the f*ck out with my daily (Mon-Fri) emails: everyonehatesmarketers.com→ See my pretty face on LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/louisgrenier/→ Leave a review on Apple Podcasts: https://apple.co/3p4wL4r→ Leave a review on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/7iEF1qovZZiaP1iRtxGARoFinally...If you're curious about putting your brand in front of my 14,000+ daily newsletter subscribers and/or podcast listeners, email me: louis@everyonehatesmarketers.com

Nora Benavidez - Senior Counsel and Director of Digital Justice and Civil Rights rejoins us on Just Ask the Question to talk about Free Speech, the first amendment and Gagging Donald Trump. Plus she looks at the problems of free speech going into the 2024 elections. On this episode of JATQ!

Starting solids is such an exciting time, but we understand it can also be incredibly overwhelming, confusing and bring up a lot of questions! So we asked paediatric speech pathologist and mum emily meagher all of the top questions we receive.Emily is a certified practicing speech pathologist working and living in the South West of WA. She has worked across hospital, community, disability and private sectors for the past 12 years and recently shifted gears to support parents in their communication and feeding journeys through her online space at Chomp n Chat. She is passionate about giving all children a voice and putting the joy back into the early years of raising healthy and happy little chompers and chatters.In this podcast we chat to Emily about:What the role of a speech pathologist is and when you might reach out for supportAll about the tongue thrust reflex and what we should be looking for when starting solidsWhat exactly gagging is, whether it is normal and how we can support our childHow we can safely progress onto finger foodsHow to teach our child to chew and not shovel in their food or overstuff their mouth, plus what to do if this occursSupporting children to chew and swallow rather than just spit food back out againRed flags that may warrant a review with a speech pathologist and so much more!You can connect with Emily on Instagram or her websiteToday's episode was brought to you by Bugaboo. We are always on the lookout for highchairs that are not only functional, but aesthetically pleasing and easy to use (and clean!), and were so thrilled to find the Bugaboo Giraffe which ticks ALL the boxes. A chair designed for all ages, and it is literally adjustable in one second. The clever design offers five different seating solutions that can adapt to all milestones and moments in a child's growth journey — from newborn to toddler and up to adult. It can be adjusted in one second without any tools needed, making it a versatile, durable while added points for actually looking nice at the family table. Our Occupational Therapist Rachael also gave it her tick of approval from an ergonomic perspective, so our little ones can feel supported and comfortable at mealtimes.If you want to see the Bugaboo Giraffe for yourself visit the Bugaboo website HERE.Follow us on instagram @boobtofood to stay up to date with all the podcast news, recipes and other content that we bring to help make meal times and family life easier.Visit www.boobtofood.com for blogs and resources, to book an appointment with one of our amazing practitioners and more.Presented by Luka McCabe and Kate HolmTo get in touch please email podcast@boobtofood.com

And disco and every other offshoot and derivative therein. Argue with my mom, who was there and could tell you. Black queer and trans people were forced to build space, shelter and sanctuary in the dancerie so we could all be free…follow us and Deborah Conton (@deeeebo_x)as she leads us through cultural memory, history, place and legacy. Part 2 coming soon!! Deborah Conton is an Atlanta native and Brooklyn resident actively involved in the club scene in Atlanta with many nights spent on the dancefloor, listening to Club Classics and House Music. She continues to create movement-based work for the Liberation of Black bodies. Her work led her to stage solo pieces for Movement Research (Judson Church), Performance Mix Festival, That's What She Said!, Sisterhood Summit, and the Center for Performance Research in Brooklyn via dance residency in 2020. She has also performed at Joe's Pub and SummerStage, under the guidance of The Illustrious Blacks. She is part of a Brooklyn-based dance collective known as Afro Mosaic Soul. This collective threw events with Ian Friday and The Illustrious Blacks, known as Libation in New York City. She is also a part of the Dancing Black Bodies Project via Ladies of Hip Hop, which sheds light on Black Women in the club, Hip Hop, and other Black Social Dance movements. House Music was the catalyst that led her deeper into her spiritual practice. She is also a practitioner of Isese Lagba, a tradition based out of Nigeria and also an Ifà practitioner. This work has led her to do collective work under the moniker of Dee Spark Tarot and create an Oracle deck that expands outside of divination work and mentorship. She is also in the process of launching a Tarot Deck this upcoming Spring 2023. Venmo: @ deborah-conton PayPal and Zelle: Deborah.Conton@gmail.com Cashapp: @deesparktarot1 @deeeebo_x @deesparktarot - Divination and Spiritual work @afromosaicsoul - Dance collective I am a part of https://we.tl/t-hL0QKDgrUt - footage from House In The Park Atlanta, Labor Day 2021 https://we.tl/t-QNVduDIITn - Praise dancing at Adult Skate, MJQ https://we.tl/t-hhitJQn2XC - Ash Lauryn spinning at Public Records https://we.tl/t-A0o0azE3iq - (First photo: Club Shelter party with Chicago DJ, Ron Trent spinning, 3rd photo from the Frankie Knuckles exhibit in 2021, Kerri Chandler and Merlin Bobb - nightlife legends, and a 2nd photo from House In The Park, Atlanta). White Racist Backlash Against Black Music During Disco Era: https://www.theguardian.com/music/2019/jul/19/disco-demolition-the-night-they-tried-to-crush-black-music Intro Music: BPTBH by Patience sings Outro Music : Apathy Happy by Benjamin Earl Turner