You are hit by Truck Kun!

You blink in shock as you stare at the large breasted goddess before you. “Uh… hey… did anyone get the number of that truck?” There is the sound of canned laughter.

You stare at her chest. Like a deer in the headlights. You can practically hear the boing onomatopoeia your mind conjures.

The goddess blushes furiously and you realise you may have made a mistake. You look her over slowly. No. No mistake. She is gorgeous.