Straight to the Hut

Beth guided you to the edge of the parking lot. You don't know how, but the place is pretty much dead.

"Dinner rush hasn't come yet, but here's the fun part." She said, slyly glancing at your bits.

"Oh no..." You say, scared.

"Oh, it's fine! Maybe nobody will see you! See, they installed a new device! All you have to do is go to it and let it scan this receipt!" She gives you a piece of paper with a qr code. "After that, just put in the cash, and the pizzas will come right out! Oh, and we also ordered some drinks. A 2 liter of root beer and a 2 liter of coke. They're on the other side from the pizza dispenser, but that shouldn't be a problem!" She hands you the cash and lets go of the leash with a laugh. "Have fun, and try not to lose what you're wearing!"

You swallow nervously. You had thought picking up the pizza naked as a jaybird was bad. Now, you're having to pick up a pizza naked, coated in dust from the forest floor, and your juices trailing down your leg. But you had **** at this point. If you didn't go, Beth would ensure everyone knows about this night.

You jog across the parking lot, breasts jiggling, hoping no cars come by as the juices seep from your pussy. You reach the door, slightly out of breath.