Emma double-checked her phone, making sure she had the right address before grabbing the pizzas in her passenger seat and walking up to the front door. Her uniform shirt clung to her large breasts and her jeans hung off her well-defined ass. She tucked a strand of her hazelnut-colored hair behind her ear and rang the doorbell. Only a moment later, a young woman answered the door. She was fairly tall, standing a good few inches taller than Emma, and was only wearing a pair of yoga pants and a tight-fitting sports bra. Nestled between the two women, Emma saw that the woman sported a fairly large pot belly that she was massaging tenderly.
 
 
“Here you are,” Emma said, “That’ll be fourteen eighty-sev…”
 
 
Emma was cut off as the woman snatched the pizza from her hands and tossed it into the house. The woman then pounced on Emma, holding Emma’s shoulders down and swallowing her head.
 
 
In a well-practiced maneuver, Emma reached into her back pocket, pulled out a taser, and stabbed it into the woman’s side. She activated it, sending 800,000 Volts surging through the woman’s body. Emma pulled herself out of the woman’s mouth before pushing her down into the house.
 
 
“Seriously?” Emma asked in an exasperated tone. “What is with you people? You think that just because I’m a delivery girl, I’ll be an easy, free meal! I’m sick of it!”
 
 
Emma leaned down and picked up the woman’s legs.
 
 
“Let’s see how you like it!”
 
 
Emma shoved the woman’s feet into her mouth and took a deep swallow.
 
 
“W-wait a second,” the woman plead as Emma gulped down her thighs. “I’m sorry, please, let me go!”
 
 
A grin spread across Emma’s face while she swallowed up to the woman’s waist. It definitely felt nice to give this woman a taste of her own medicine. And judging by the size of the potbelly Emma was currently squeezing into her throat, it was a lot of medicine. Emma tilted her head back, lifting the rest of the woman into the air and swallowing down her breasts. The woman let out a final “Nooooo!” as her head was sealed between Emma’s lips.
 
 
Emma’s belly stuck out far in front of her, forcing her shirt up to just below her breasts. She gave her belly a soft pat as the woman squirmed about inside her, looking for some way out.
 
 
“Sorry, but you’re not getting out for a long- *BURP* time. Try to keep still though, my boss’ll be mad if you slow me down.”
 
 
Emma waddled back to her car, adjusted the seat to accommodate her gut, and drove back to work.