Thanks for the Tip (Paid Post #1)
Added 2022-03-20 11:31:17 +0000 UTCIvy set up her laptop and opened up doordash. She was craving fast food, but was just too lazy to walk there herself. She had this terrible habit of never tipping though. She hated the concept, it was outdated, and just a way for corporations to not pay their employees what they were worth. No matter how right she was though, she needed to tip just as much as everyone else did. But she didn't and she was hated for it. Hated so much her Doordash customer rating had tanked, was there even such a thing as a 0 rating?
Her dasher saw this and decided to give her a little something extra. An extra special “Little” treat.
She plucked her order from the doormat and set back down at her desk. She ate as she set up a new Netflix series to veg out to. She pulled the fries out of the bag and a new sauce plopped out. A red potato sauce Ivy had never heard of. She put it all over her fries, it tasted delicious!
The more she swallowed down the lighter she felt. She ate fry after fry, and watched episode after episode not realizing that the world was getting bigger and bigger around her. Not realizing that her clothes were beginning to swim around her. Things were getting good on her series just as the table was climbing into her view. Her bra and undies feeling like they were slipping right off her.
She climbed up on to the table as her polka dotted lingerie was falling from her dwindling frame, but she was feeling an odd chill as she wrapped the fabric around herself trying to warm up.
Tiny, naked, and trying to cover up as much as possible, she got a notification on her phone. She struggled to open it up with her tiny hands. There was a text from her Dasher, there it said in big digitized text. “THANKS FOR THE TIP, BITCH. HOPE YOU LIKED YOURS.”
