Island Paradise Delivery

Missy stretched her arms wide on the sun-warmed deck of her family's vacation house. The island sparkled around her like a jewel, all turquoise water and swaying palm trees.

"This summer is going to be perfect," she announced to the seagulls circling overhead. Her green eyes gleamed with excitement as she pulled out her phone.

The vacation house stood empty except for her—her parents wouldn't arrive for another week. Complete freedom! She scrolled through food delivery apps, her stomach rumbling.

"Pizza sounds amazing. But so does Chinese food. And those burgers looked incredible yesterday..."

Her finger hovered over the order button. Why choose just one? She had the whole house to herself and money her parents had left for groceries.

"I'll get everything I want," she decided, grinning. "Pizza, Chinese, burgers, ice cream, pastries, sushi—the works!"

She placed order after order, each confirmation making her bounce with glee. Soon her phone buzzed with delivery notifications.

This was going to be the best vacation ever.

The Feast Begins

The doorbell rang every ten minutes like clockwork. Missy bounded to the door each time, her green eyes sparkling with delight.

"Pizza!" she squealed, grabbing the steaming boxes from the first delivery driver.

Twenty minutes later, another ring. "Chinese food!" She stacked the containers on her kitchen counter.

Then came the burgers, followed by sushi, ice cream tubs, and boxes of pastries. Soon her entire counter overflowed with delicious smells and colorful packaging.

"This is incredible," she whispered, surveying her feast.

She started with pizza, devouring slice after slice. Then she moved to the sweet and sour chicken, followed by a double cheeseburger. The sushi rolls disappeared next, along with three scoops of chocolate ice cream.

Her stomach began to feel tight, but everything tasted so amazing. She couldn't stop.

Hours passed. Missy ate and ate until every container was empty, every box cleared. She collapsed on the couch, her belly round and full, feeling like she'd swallowed a basketball.

"Maybe I overdid it," she groaned, patting her expanded stomach. But she was too sleepy to worry about it now.