EXTRA: Pizza guy's next order

He saw pussy.

He saw tits.

He saw a hot, naked Asian woman. Short hair, scars, B-cup tits, the works.

Just...wow.

The pizza delivery guy got back into his car and took a deep breath. "What the hell just happened?" His mind raced, replaying the image of the stark naked woman casually handing him cash like it was the most normal thing in the world. He could still feel the coins in his palm, cold and metallic, as if grounding him to reality. 'Chinese chick, naked. Pussy out, tits out. What the fuck?'

She didn't fuck him and she did pay him so...was it an accident? She did look tired...

He imagined her cunt again. He recalled her scars and the light amount of toned muscles too...

"A young soldier? FBI agent maybe? Tired from a mission or something?"

He had no clue except that suddenly, his world felt like a porno.

He rubbed his face and glanced at the next delivery on his list. "Alright, come on. Just keep it together." He glanced at the order details. “Extra-large, double tomatoes, triple onions, quadruple mushrooms, hold the cheese... what the hell? Who orders this stuff?” Shaking his head, he drove off to the next address, hoping that this one would be, at the very least, a little more normal.

When he pulled up to the towering apartment complex, he grabbed the pizza and made his way to the door. He knocked, still somewhat in a haze from earlier, and when the door creaked open, he saw boobs.

Yep, huge knockers. Seriously, he felt like he got knocked out too. Soft nipples that were in the open air, in direct eye view.

He was three inches away.

He did not take a step back. He looked up.

Standing before him was an absolute goddess. No exaggeration. The woman who answered was *huge*—easily 6’4” with long, fiery orange hair cascading down her back and, to his shock (and little disappointment), she was wearing nothing but a pair of skimpy panties. No bra, no top, those huge orange DD or G-cups or whatever size they were sat in eye view.

Eye-fucking-view!

Her skin had an otherworldly orange glow, like she had just walked out of a tanning salon and decided to crank it up to alien levels.

His eyes involuntarily traveled down. Her breasts were—he struggled to find words—*massive*. Her nipples were soft and unexcited. She was casual about this. Uncaring.

He was not. He could barely focus. The pizza almost slipped from his grasp as he handed it to her.

"Hello!" she greeted warmly, her voice melodic and soft. Her eyes, which were glowing green, looked down at him with a sweet smile. “Thank you for delivering this. I have been very much looking forward to it!”

The pizza guy swallowed hard, struggling to maintain eye contact. “Uh—uh—no problem. It’s just, um—uh... the pizza. Right here.”

He was so focused on not making a fool of himself that he almost forgot about the tip. As if reading his mind, she reached in between her breasts...

“Oh! How much do you require for a tip?"

...and pulled out money. The pizza guy didn't know what to look at; her jiggling boobs or the money.

"This is the first time I have done this Earth custom without Dick. Would ten Earth dollars suffice?”

Without Dick?

Earth customs?

What the fuck?

He blinked, his mind blank. “Uh, yeah. Sure. Ten’s... that’s good.” His voice cracked halfway through the sentence, and he cursed himself internally.

'God, pull it together, man.'

Before she could hand him the tip, a voice called from inside the apartment. “Kory! You coming?”

Kory turned her head towards the voice, then back to him with an apologetic smile. “I must go! Thank you again for the pizza!” She handed him a crisp ten-dollar bill, her fingertips brushing his hand gently, and with that, she closed the door behind her.

The last thing he saw was her thicc ass cheeks jiggling.

The delivery guy stood there, frozen in place. His brain was scrambled. 'Was that—did she just say Earth dollars? Dick? I'm so confused, what is she...I don't...'

He turned, bewildered yet again, as he shuffled back to his car.

Two deliveries, two completely surreal experiences. Two pair of tits, one small and the other massive. It was like he went from one end of the porn spectrum to the other.

Pulling away, he couldn’t help but sigh and laugh in disbelief. 'What the hell kind of night is this?'