Alex Masters (a different pizza employee)

(Author's note: hey there all! This will be my first attempt to write. I was inspired by the other Character, Jake. Having worked in the pizza industry, and remembering all the girls I used to work with I thought I might share those fantasies with you all.)

Friday October 10th. 8:58 PM.

I sighed throwing the latest bag into the trash bin. Before I could turn around to head back into the building a voice shouted for me.

"Alex! Phone call for you!"

"Coming in now." I responed.

I recognized the voice that belonged to Ashley. I was honestly surprised she even came to get me. She was a raging bitch most of the time. Our arguments occasionally becoming shouting matches.

Walking through the back doors I couldn't help but notice her shapley ass. As much as I hated her I had to admit that her body was one of the best I had ever seen. Although it wasn't like I could properly enjoy gazing at her, considering I was the only guy that worked there. And the majority of the girls were all way out of my league.

There was of course Ashely. Around 25 with big tits, a nice round ass, and a skinny waist. Giving her the perfect hourglass figure.

Then Jasmine. A young 18 year old latina. With long brown hair, an ass to put all others to shame and decently proportional tits.

And usually working the weekend. 19 year old Jessica another latina girl (but named by her white father.) She is my favorite at 5 foot 3 she's definitely the shortest. And with breasts easliy DD's they look even bigger with her short, thin frame.

Finally there's Taryn and Belle. Best friends. Taryn is a blonde bombshell she just turned 18 a couple of weeks ago but by her own admission she probably has got more experience than anyone in the store. Belle was the outlier while I have always liked her I wouldn't call her attractive.

Now I get why others find big girls good looking for one reason or another, I always found myself thinking of her as pretty but just too big for me to want to date her. Whats worse? She is the only girl who actively flirts with me and wants to date in the entire store.

I will admit however that I did think about it. She is pretty and I have no doubt that I would love the way her cute face would look bobbing up and down my dick, unfortunately that has always been the only positive I could think of.

Having to turn and walk sideways to pass the prep table I got a great moment of rubing my crotch on the ass of Jessica who was busily making a pizza. A perk I think gets overlooked when guys have to work in confined spaces with girls. I made it to the front with Ashely and picked up the phone laying on the counter.

'ASSHOLE' Was all I could think and immediately I knew why Ashely got me. This guy has called a few times now. No matter how nice I am or plainly explain the fact that is our menu, this man is always convinced that he knows more than me about a sandwich he claims we sell when I know we do not.

It takes 10 minutes before I give in and agree to send him a replacement. It was slowing since we were about to close at 10 PM, and while I knew we needed to get to cleaning I looked at the sales for the day and cringed. We were short of projections by nearly 200 dollars.

Not a horrible thing by far but I was getting tired of explaining why I had a whole staff on hand if we were so 'slow'. Against the policy of the store I sent everyone home early.

Funnily enough we didn't get another call in the rest of the hour, so I got all the cleaning done alone. With just Ashely and myself left, her having left with a delivery by the time I sent all others home. I wasn't looking forward to her bitching that she didnt get to leave too.

Leaning on the main counter by the front door, I pulled my phone up to double check the time. 9:27 PM. While staring blankly at the screen I had to double blink. There was a new app on my phone.

Where did this come from? I always keep my main screen pretty clear of apps to more enjoy the variety of backgrounds I use. The new appearance of the app confused me.

A grey heart with a black outline on a off-white background sat in the middle of the screen the only app on the main screen.

I tapped it becoming curious out of nowhere. The opening graphic lit up, a greyed out women posing in various sexual positions before settling on a charlie's angel pose with her legs spread wide and her hands gripped together to one side and raised as if holding a gun. The graphic froze and a large pink button appeared. -ACCESS- Not hesitating I pushed the button.

The screen went black, then a white bar appeared, underneath it read, 'serching for compatible subjects'. I was staring again unsure what to think. I was so out of it I didn't hear Ashely returning through the back door.

"What the fuck!"

Ashely yelling brought me out of my mind, and I cursed inwardly, this was going to be fun, I thought sarcastically.

"What?" I said defensively.

"Don't 'what' me Alex. You sent everyone home."

It wasn't a question but I knew she was waiting on me to answer her. Just then my phone dinged, on autopilot as I thought of what to say and hopefully remain polite I lifted my phone to see it. I had only a glance that saw a new pink button that read -ASHLEY- before a small hand snatched the phone away.

"Don't fucking ignore me Alex... what the hell?"

She pushed the phone back at me.

"Whats this? Why does it have my name on it? What th-"

Suddenly her tirade stopped. She stood completely still her face frozen mid sentence. Her hand placed my phone back in my own. Looking down at it I saw something weird.

'UNAUTHORIZED USE RETURN PROTOCOL ACTIVE PLEASE SELECT PUNISHMENT.'

As soon as I read the screen it changed and listed three options.

-1. VIOLATOR WILL STRIP AND RUN SCREAMING THROUGH THE STREETS.-

-2. VIOLATOR WILL GRAB ANY BREASTS NEARBY FOR TEN MINUTES REGARDLESS OF CONSEQUENCES IF THE ONLY BREASTS ARE THE VIOLATORS THEN SHE WILL OFFER HER BREASTS TO THE USER FOR TEN MINUTES. -

-3. FROM NOW ON WHEN VIOLATOR THINKS ANGRY OR DEMEANING THOUGHTS ABOUT THE USER SHE WILL PINCH ONE OF HER NIPPLES.-

I didnt want to believe what I was reading but all I needed to do was look up at her frozen face to see it was real. Not knowing what else to do I pushed the third option. Of all of them I thought it was the most punishing even when thinking that all of this was probably not real and I had gone crazy. Considering what happened next I really wished I had picked option 2.

As soon as I pressed the option Ashely's hand that had held my phone slipped underneath her shirt and twisted.

I think we both yelled at that. She dropped everything she was doing and ran out of the back door. Luckily for me she had left all her delivery stuff behind resting on the carrier bag. I hoped to make sense of it all but needed to go back to closing up.

At 10:13 I climbed into my truck and hesitantly unlocked my phone. The screen was different. A message window was opened.

'CONGRATULATIONS ON BEING AWARDED THE LASTEST RELEASE OF CUSTOM GIRLS. DON'T PANIC THIS IS A BETA APP FOR THE HAND-CHOSEN. IT IS AN APP TO LET YOU TAKE CONTROL OF YOUR LIFE! OR, WELL, MORE LIKE THE LIVES OF WOMEN AROUND YOU FOR YOUR PERSONAL ENJOYMENT. WHILE THE APP IS IN BETA DON'T FORGET TO ACCESS OUR NEW RESET SETTINGS. THESE ARE MENT FOR THE ACCIDENTAL OR UNFORSEEN CHANGES THAT SOMETIMES HAPPEN WITH USE OF OUR APP. IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS PLEASE USE THE QUESTION MARK ON THE MAIN PAGE OF THE APP. -ZOE-'

The main page was simple, a greyed out Silhouette with Ashely's name stood alone on a burgundy background. In the top right corner was a white question mark. Scared to press it I instead pressed Ashely's name.

Her silhouette turned and bent over before zooming in until her ass blacked out the screen. A white box appeared and I saw a bunch of categories. Remembering her punishment I selected the 'breasts' option.

Before me opened up another white box overlayed the first. In it five options.

-BREAST SENSITIVITY RAISED-

-CAN BE STARED AT WITHOUT CONSEQUENCE-

-WILL TALK ABOUT HER BREASTS-

-MUST PLAY WITH HER BREASTS AT LEAST ONCE A DAY-

-FROM NOW ON WHEN VIOLATOR THINKS ANGRY OR DEMEANING THOUGHTS ABOUT THE USER SHE WILL PINCH ONE OF HER NIPPLES (UNLOCKED) TIER 1-

I saw then a small number by them all. The number five. Curious I pressed the second option. A new box opened.

'YOU ARE ABOUT TO PURCHASE -CAN BE STARED AT WITHOUT CONSEQUENCE- THE COST IS 5 GEMS YOUR BALANCE IS 10 GEMS. -PURCHASE-? YOUR REMAINING BALANCE WILL BE 5 GEMS.

(Hey all, thanks for reading this far. I really hope you liked it. While I am new to writing I hope that I can at least entertain or inspire others like I am always inspired when reading. Criticism is always welcome and story suggestions are encouraged! Please feel free to tell me what you thought or where you hope the story will go and I will do my best to accommodate you.)