Food For Thought

"Good idea!" chirped Cathy. And Jana had to agree, they hadn't eaten for ages and it was about time to change that. Gula called a nearby pizza place and ordered some food for all.

"I'll get everything set up for the shoot while we wait for the pizzas!" said Cathy and headed off into the little storage room. Moments later she was rummaging around, arranging lights and equipment.

Then a phone rang. Gula reached into his pocket, looked into his mobile and murmured, "Damn! Sorry, this is important."

The artist took the call and headed out. Jana could hear him talk feverishly, overheard something about tax and about missing documentation requested by some authority. It sounded serious. Soon Gula's head popped in, a worried look on his face, and he groaned, "I have to quickly go to the bank. It's urgent, sorry! Will be back soon!"

And then something shattered. Cathy's voice was screaming and furious swearing ensued. The photographer appeared, red with anger, and bitched, "That freaking light just exploded in my face! Now I have to get a replacement bulb before we can do the shoot! Guess we still have a bit of time until the pizza arrives, so I'll better get it now. Be back in a minute!"

Jana was shaking her head in disbelief. What was happening here? Alone with herself, she thought about her situation, about her plans. About her boobs stuck in that box. And then she felt something strange...

Her boobs itched! Something was tickling her, teasing her there! She wanted to scratch herself so badly! Suddenly, the doorbell rang. The pizzas! And she was alone! Where was the money? Why did everybody leave?

Jana wasn't really sure what to do. Should she open the door? But she was basically topless! Except that her boobs were actually well covered by that box. It rang again. And somebody knocked on the door.

"Pizza!" shouted a male voice. The hammering increased. Jana sighed, searched for her wallet and stuffed it into the back of her pants. She went to the door and opened it while pretending to balance a heavy box in her hands.

"Sorry, we're renovating a bit here..."

The young guy eyed her and shrugged his shoulders, "Was about to leave again! Would've been a shame for all those pizzas..."

Jana felt the itch increase. Something in that box was changing. Her big boobs felt sensitive and begged for a scratch. She blinked, remembered that guy in front of her and collected herself.

"Sure, thanks!" she muttered and reached out to take the three pizzas. The guy's eyes went wide as he watched her remove her hands from that large box she was apparently balancing. "Careful, you're going to drop your box!" he warned her, but to his surprise the box stayed firmly attached to the girl's body.

Jana's face blushed feverishly when he recognized her fault. Damn, if he found out? And that itch was getting worse by the minute! She desperately wanted to scratch herself there!

"How do you do that?" the guy asked curiously, "Is that thing attached to you or what?"

Jana stuttered, "No, I ... this is... just an experiment...I" She put the pizzas on top of the box that by now pushed down significantly onto her trapped tits. Balancing everything, she grabbed her wallet, fumbled out some money and shoved it on the guy muttering, "Thanks, Have to get back to work!"

The guy watched her wide-eyed. Something was fishy here! This girl was actually topless, no shirt or bra, just that box covering up her assets. He looked curiously at the apparently very flat-chested girl and shrugged. Not his type anyway. He liked them big and bouncy, especially up there, where that box was sitting. That girl was way too flat for his taste! He counted the money, noticed that he got barely a tip for his efforts and fumed, "Thanks for nothing, flattie!" He cursed and bitched as he left for the next customer.

That was close! Thank god the guy didn't really get what he was seeing! But flattie? Really? Jana couldn't believe what she just heard. What did that even mean? Then it dawned on her and she burst out laughing. Of course, the guy thought she was flat-chested! With no shirt on and no noticeable bulging breasts pressing against the box! And apparently he didn't like that! She grinned. If he only knew... Having her naked tits covered only by that thin cardboard box in front of a stranger was quite a stimulating experience though! But now she had to check herself up, something definitely was wrong inside that box. Her orbs practically screamed at her!

Jana somehow managed to put the still warm pizzas onto the kitchen table without damaging the box that was stuck tightly over her bosom. She carefully lifted the lid and peeked inside. Her trapped breasts were squeezed tight in there, but no apparent damage or anything. It itched so badly! She was about to scratch herself when suddenly the door burst open and Cathy entered the room.