You should never be late when delivering pizza.  There are punishments to be had if you are.  And in Victoria's house it is always fun.  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on April 1st.)

Rachel walked up to the door and knocked. "Hi. I am sorry I am late with your food." She lifted the pizza, the boxes pressing tightly against her breasts. "Hello? Hello!"

             After a few moments, a young woman appeared at the door. "About time you got here." She looked Rachel over. "Hmm, cute."

             "I am sorry. The pizza is free, though."

             The lady smiled. "It may be, but you still have to pay for them."

             "What?" The woman suddenly snapped, and Rachel felt a tingle. "What is going on?" She looked down at her chest as her breasts suddenly slid across the pizza box, slowly growing as if they were inflating with air. "Fucking hell!" She moaned, the sensation of her boobs sliding across the steaming hot pizza box almost too much for her to bear. "God. . . fuck's sake!"  Rachel swallowed her gum.

             The lady giggled. "I don't like it when people are late. You made a commitment, and you should have stuck to it." She smiled. "But you do look cute. Why even your top is starting to come off."

             Rachel blushed. "Fuck's sake. I. . ." She looked down. "I. . ." She closed her eyes, not wanting to admit to the woman that she loved this. "Calm down, Rachel. If you let her know that this was amazing, who knows what she will do."