Rock bottom

Too focused on removing the hot dog from her big boobs, Jessica ran face first into a metal shutter. Stunned, she stumbled back and looked around. She was in a relatively small empty storage room, with random dumpsters full of food waste everywhere. Jessica panicked, she was trapped in a warehouse alone with no phone to call for help.

The sound of a clunky metal door swinging open made her jump, causing her eyes to dart over to the source of the noise. A tall woman with black hair tied into a ponytail walked into the room and closed the door behind her. She wore black trousers and a black top, and had a plastic white apron wrapped all around her body. She also wore a face mask to cover her face. "What do we have here?" She chuckled, snapping a latex glove over her left hand.

Jessica backed away, she felt unsettled and slightly nervous. "Umm...who are you and where are we..?" Jessica asked the woman, who was getting gradually closer. "Oh darling, you're at rock bottom! And I'm it's host..." The woman evilly explained, sending shivers down Jessica's spine.