There's one person, chowing on some leftover pizza

Vanessa spied one person, clad in a far too-tight shirt and shorts. The brought a slice of pizza to their mouth and bit into it. Vanessa swore she could hear them moan softly as they ate. Vanessa's stomach grumbled. Loudly. The other person perked up and looked over towards Vanessa, then turned towards her.

"Hey!" a soft feminine voice called, Vanessa looked at her, "Remember me?" She asked, tilting her head slightly, still smiling. Vanessa looked her over. She had brunette hair and a cute face, her lips made her feel a certain way. Her eyes drifted down slowly, still trying to remember her. Her eyes went wide as she reached her chest. Her breasts swelled out, larger than her head. A grey shirt tried to cover them, large nipples were surrounded by dark areas, and she was showing some very generous under boob. Below that, a soft belly pushed over her short shorts slightly. Her shorts were very strained, her labia and clitoris seemed larger than normal. Shorts pulled wide by her hips and her ass, while her thighs spilled from the bottom, incredibly thick. Vanessa's eyes lingered on her boobs again, white droplets dripping from the tips now. Finally, her eyes came back up to the other woman's amber eyes.

Vanessa remembered she was technically naked from the waist down, she put a hand on her belly apron to try and make sure it stayed in place.

"Hey! I-- uh, I... no, sorry." Vanessa smiled nervously, "I, heh, actually don't really remember much of anything from last night." she blushed slightly, eyes glancing down to the small droplets of milk landing on the ground.

"Yea, it was a pretty wild night. Want some pizza? I'm Angela, by the way." Angela said, stepping to the side and gesturing to many boxes of pizza on the island.