Broken by the Pizza Delivery Boy

“Eat it! Eat it all!”

I ordered the meat lover’s special with extra sausage—just the way I like it.

What I didn’t realize is that the college jock delivering it would change my life forever. He entered my home and showed me the truth about myself. He branded his authority into my brain.

Now he regularly feeds me his “special” pizza recipe. It’s making me morbidly obese. It’s making me obedient and docile. I love it. I want more.

My wife and sons have found out about this perverse arrangement. They found out I’m funneling him ungodly amounts of money. My entire life is unraveling before my eyes.

But I can’t stop.

I need to obey the pizza delivery boy.