“What do you mean you lost your bag?”

“I, uh... lost it. I dunno if there’s supposed to be a meaning behind that,” Derpy said, shrugging her shoulders. “Is there one?”

The package consultant sighed and applied pressure to the bridge of his nose. “Never mind. Just find it. Those bags aren’t cheap, you know.”

“But I don’t know where it is!” Derpy said, pressing her body over the counter. The young woman was clearly frazzled, and the frown on her cross-eyed face made one feel sorry for her right away. “And my shift starts in five minutes! I don’t have time to find it!”

“Then what do you want me to do about that?” the attendant asked, his eyes instantly being drawn to the ample cleavage the ditzy blonde seemingly intentionally showed off with her low cut shirt.

“Please, give me another bag. I swear, I’ll get my own back by tomorrow,” Derpy begged, pouting slightly as she leaned closer, more of her robust cleavage becoming visible by the second.

The gentleman’s eyes were unable to draw themselves away from the sexually stimulating sight in front of him. He muttered, “We, um... we don’t have any other boobs–grr, bags available... at the moment. You’re just going to have to carry the mail yourself.”

Derpy’s expression became crestfallen. She leaned back into a standing position and groaned audibly. “Aw man, but there’s so much mail! How am I supposed to carry it all?”

The attendant shrugged, pointing behind himself at the back office. “I dunno, and I don’t really care. Just get delivering already.” His stare finally tore itself from the girl’s exposed cleavage.

“But wait!” Derpy started, holding out her hand and waving it in his face to catch his attention again. “I need a new suit too!”

Slapping her hand away, he sighed and looked up to the ceiling, avoiding eye contact. “And why, exactly, do you need a new suit on top of the missing bag?”

“Well, I always keep my uniform’s dress in my bag. Which is what I lost,” Derpy replied sheepishly, poking her fingers together over her chest in a shy manner. “So I don’t have one right now...”

The attendant whirled to glare at the girl again, only for his eyes to be sucked in again by the bouncing skin before him. He slammed them shut. “Oh for... just get one out of the back!” he replied, facepalming as he hissed out a breath. “There’s sure to be one your size.”

“They did have one in my size!” Derpy exclaimed cheerfully, strutting down the street, decked out in her new suit.

Stopping in her tracks, she looked down at herself and shrugged. “Well... close to my size, anyway.” The movement caused an evident stir in what was not quite a fitting uniform.

The gray with blue coattails mailwoman dress Derpy usually wore for her deliveries were definitely off proportions wise.

The bottom hem of the dress did not even come close to covering her properly, clearly revealing her panties and voluptuous butt to the world. Her perfectly curved assets swayed in a natural, eye-catching way as she made her way down the street.

The top part of the dress wasn’t much better. It squeezed her boobs so tightly together, she had been forced to make do without her bra just to fit them into the dress.

However, Derpy didn’t notice, or didn’t care how she looked. She had mail to deliver, which was the priority as any good mailwoman knew, so that was exactly what she was doing. That same dedication led to Derpy’s very clever idea to use the cleavage of her own boobs as letter carriers.

“I knew big tits would pay off someday!” Derpy said cheerfully while smiled widely, inspecting and double checking her paper passengers down below. She chuckled, unwittingly sauntering past a man who face-planted with a lamppost when he caught sight of her. “Back pains and hard nipples during chilly weather aren’t so bad after all with redeeming uses like this.”

Behind her, the man had fallen to the ground, only to open his eyes in time to see her rolling hips stroll away. A nose bleed immediately exploded from his nostril.

Derpy continued down the street, carrying out her rounds through town cheerfully as always. The entire time, nearly every man she passed by had their eyes glued to her. Not that she noticed.

Derpy had always been well known to be a bit oblivious, but no one could believe she didn’t comprehend how slutty she looked right then. Her hourglass figure was only half dressed for work, and any guy with a working pair of eyes was taking full advantage of the situation by eye-spelunking, leering and ogling to their heart's content.

In the meantime, Derpy just continued on her way with a smile on her face and a bounce in her step that most definitely caused a bounce in her bountiful breasts. Stopping by each house, she daintily pulled out a letter from her cleavage, then inserted it into the mailbox. This process repeated itself throughout her daily routine, and with no shortage of stares from strangers.

There was a certain home belonging to a certain man, who was one of Derpy’s favorite town residents.

Noteworthy, an amateur writer who published several short novels and poems, had a big fan in the mailwoman.

Over the months in which Derpy delivered mail to him, the two had developed a budding friendship. For that alone, she took the extra time to deliver his mail in person, just so they could chat friendlily.

After walking up to his door down the quaint little path to his home, Derpy knocked politely and waited. She swayed on her feet, back and forth, as she waited patiently. It was hot out, and she could feel the sweat from the long walk around town on her slim neck.

Footsteps from the other side of the door thankfully sounded out, then the unlatching of the lock revealed the house’s only inhabitant.

“Why hello, Ms. Derpy. I was expect–” Noteworthy’s eyes shot open once he opened the door wide enough to get a look at Derpy.

Smiling, Derpy squeezed through the opening and made her way into Noteworthy’s living room. She was always welcome, he had said so himself, and it was habit to come inside from knowing each other so long.

Noteworthy just stood there, jaw wide open, the tall, blue haired man left speechless.

In turn, Derpy, flopped on his couch and kicked up her feet, smiling up at him. The manoeuvre exposed a clear view of her enticing ass, barely covered by a sexy pair of white panties.

“Oh man, Noteworthy, is it hot outside or what?” Derpy asked, fanning herself as she began to open up another button on her blouse. Her boobs began to practically spill out of her outfit, beads of sweat making the pale skin glisten in the light. Reaching into her cleavage, she pulled out one last letter, this one slightly damp from her sweat. “Sorry about your mail. I got sweaty a little.” Holding up the letter, still smiling, she giggled girlishly.

“I-I-I, um... it’s okay,” Noteworthy muttered back, still fumbling with his brain to form words that made sense. His eyes traveled up and down every inch of the blonde’s sexy body, completely out of his control.

A part of him recognized the girl was oblivious to his attention. Another part said to stop. Four or five other parts told that second part to shut the hell up.

Derpy groaned and leaned her head backward, kicking off her work shoes and spreading her legs on the comfortably cool surface of Noteworthy’s couch. “Ohhh, that feels good. Sorry for barging in, I’ve had a rough day. This heat is just unbearable, and I lost my bag! Can you believe the post office doesn’t have any spares? Or any uniforms in my size? I certainly can’t believe it!”

“Y-yeah... me either,” Noteworthy muttered, gulping with a suddenly dry throat. “So, uh, Ms. Derpy... what b-brings you here?”

Derpy giggled again and looked up at him curiously. “Well, duh, Noteworthy. I always come over your house to visit at the end of my shift. Did you forget that already? Silly goose.” She rolled onto her back on the couch, her breasts stuck out like mountain tops on her chest while she continued to stretch.

Being a respectful gentleman, Noteworthy managed to avert his eyes somewhat from her more... revealing bits. And reveal they had from the way she was stretching out on his furniture. He paused for a few seconds before answering, his view entirely taken up by the plump mounds of boob he couldn’t keep his vision away from. Sure, he had always found the ditzy mailwoman attractive before, but now in such a skimpy outfit, he just couldn’t peel his eyes away.

Derpy was simply...titillating.

“Heh, seems I did forget,” Noteworthy said, sliding into his armchair by the couch and falling back in its comfortable hold. Blushing furiously and sweating up a storm, he asked, “So, Ms. Derpy, how was your day today? Other than the missing bag and... uh, smaller than usual uniform.” He swallowed again, eyes flickering over her glistening form.

Derpy looked up to the ceiling and kicked her legs her in the air, tapping her chin with one finger. “Well, everyone has just been acting strange today. People keep on staring at me, especially the guys. Like when I passed by Caramel. He ran smack into a wall when he looked at me. And Big Mac nearly tripped over a trashcan. I just don’t know what I did to catch their attention like that.”

Noteworthy noted the small bumps on the top of her uniform that clearly showed she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. “Yeah... I don’t know either,” he muttered, feeling a growing hardness in the groin section of his jeans. The lumps were even more defined from the dampness of the blouse.

Shrugging her shoulders, Derpy sat back upright. Now, she was sitting on her knees, tilting her head at Noteworthy. “Noteworthy, is something wrong? You’re acting strange too. Are you having trouble with your latest novel again?”

“No, no, no. Nothing like that,” he assured her, waving his hands. Looking to the side at his wall so he wouldn’t tempt his growing erection any further, he blurted out, “Just... stressed is all.”

“Stressed?” she asked, her cross-eyed gaze joining him at the wall, the rest of her still facing him, and inching closer. “Do you relieve stress by looking at walls?”

Note turned to face her again. “No, I was ju–”

“Ooh!” Derpy shouted, getting to her feet and jumping over the side of the couch to get to the wall of Noteworthy’s living room. There, lying on the floor leaning against in a nook was a carrying bag, her bag. Snatching it up and hugging it lovingly, Derpy said, “This is where I left my bag! Oh, I’m so glad I found it.”

“Ah, yes, the bag,” Noteworthy said, his eyes opened wider at the sight of Derpy’s breasts being further pushed together from hugging the bag hard. “I was just about to say that you forgot it here last time. I was just... erm, distracted is all.”

“Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!” Derpy replied with a shout while rushing over to give Noteworthy a hug as well. The bag dropped carelessly to the floor once again.

Noteworthy’s eyes had time to widen just a bit further, before his cheeks broke out in a deep red shade as his face was enveloped in the tantalizing embrace of Derpy’s large breasts. The two orbs began suffocating him slowly, molding to fit snuggly. “How can I ever repay you?” she asked, shaking his face inside the cleavage of her breasts.

Biting back the first, second, and then third perverted thought that popped in his head, he managed to say in a muffled voice, “No trouble... and now I can’t really... breathe...”

Noteworthy pulled his head back and gulped huge breaths of air when Derpy released him, his entire face on fire from the inviting cleavage. In turn, Derpy was now opening up her bag, squeeing once she pulled out her old uniform. “Whoo hoo! Now I don’t have to wear this uncomfortable thing anymore!”

And with those words, Derpy began unbuttoning the remaining buttons of her uniform. Like an explosion her breasts burst out, jiggling in their release from the strangling embrace of the thin mail uniform’s fabric.

At this point, Noteworthy fell back over the armchair and painfully on his back onto the floor, his leg twitching slightly in the air.

Looking over the side of the chair to see the red-faced Noteworthy, Derpy put her hands to her sides and asked, “Hey, seriously buster, what’s wrong?”

“Huge tits... small uniform... just, so big,” Noteworthy moaned, his eyes attracted to the nipples on the great expanse of skin that was Derpy’s irresistible breasts. A bit of drool was hanging out of the side of his mouth, and the growing erection in his pants was at full strength, a pillar of throbbing muscle.

Derpy blinked in complete, utter confusion. She looked down at her boobs and lifted them in her hands, bouncing the two girls around and against each other. “What, you like my boobs?” she asked incredulously.

Noteworthy was brought back a bit by the sexy woman’s earnest response. “Yeah... very much so,” he replied, enjoying full-heartily the boob jiggling show Derpy was performing for him.

“Well, why didn’t you say so, silly head?” Derpy giggled, a small blush breaking out on her cheeks as well.

“... Wait, what?” It was his turn to blink in complete, utter confusion.

Derpy grinned down at him, then sauntered over closer, swaying her wide hips left and right while further pronouncing her luscious, robust bust size with her hands. She knelt down, squeezing her thighs together and getting to her knees in between Noteworthy’s open legs. She coyly whispered, “I kind of... have a crush on you, in case you didn’t know.”

Derpy blushed a little from the confession, reddening even more once her eyes looked into Note’s own.

“... You lost me again,” Noteworthy flatly replied, just as Derpy’s hand settled on the erection in his pants.

Derpy giggled in response, her blush gone. “How bout this then? I also like something of yours,” she spoke seductively now, not something she was used to, but it felt right. Her hand began rubbing his groin softly.

The man’s dick twitched at her touch, wanting to break out of the denim prison of his pants. “You like my... pants?”

Derpy rolled her eyes, admittedly in opposite directions so it was hard to tell, and unzipped his zipper, revealing his gray boxers and a special surprise for her underneath. “No, something underneath your pants.”

“My boxers?” Noteworthy asked, his mind going blank as she slid a finger to the top of his boxers. Ever so slowly, Derpy pulled them down, revealing his shaft which practically jumped out once its prison slid off.

Stroking tentatively at the author’s length, Derpy smiled, flashing playfully.

She kept the thought from showing on her face though. “Underneath that too. I was wondering when you’d finally make a move on me.”

“Ah... I, um, technically haven’t made a move yet,” Noteworthy mentioned, grunting slightly at the soft feel of the work gloves she wore stroked his shaft.

“Still, I always wanted to do this with you,” Derpy said, hefting up her boobs and laying them atop Noteworthy’s dick. Sliding them apart, the head of Noteworthy’s dick popped out in between her cleavage, earning another giggle out of her. “Plus, this is a good enough repayment for finding my bag for me as any, right?”

“I... uh... okay then,” he muttered, groaning more as she started to press her breast’s together, applying pressure on his dick from the grip of her skin.

Moaning from the pleasurable feeling of her boobs being squished, Derpy pulled them upward and down in a repeated process of titfucking. Looking at Noteworthy’s confused yet ecstatic face, she smiled and leaned down to where his dick’s head sat, throbbing rhythmically. Taking a few licks at first, she then enveloped it in her mouth, her boobs still working his length.

Noteworthy couldn’t believe what he was seeing and feeling. Derpy was titfucking him while sucking off the head of his shaft. He definitely had not expected this from her afternoon visit. Not like he was complaining at all. Derpy’s boobs were of such a succulent softness that they felt like two, giant marshmallows. Her tongue, slick and smooth, skillfully wrapped itself around his head and licked every inch and groove, hinting at the delectable heat of her mouth.

A suckling sound filled the living room as he laid on his back, and Derpy leaned further forward to suck him off. As the minutes passed and Derpy’s moans became louder and she quickened her boob’s bouncing pace, he felt himself slipping on the edge of his endurance.

Derpy looked up at him with her cross-eyed gaze, lips wrapping around his head in an adorable, yet very sexual way. She squeezed her boobs at his length again and again in the most tantalizing of ways she could. Just as her tongue started swirling into circles on the tip of his head, she felt his orgasm revealing itself, an increase in throbbing vibration into her mouth.

“Oh god... shit, I’m gonna... gonna cum!” he shouted, arching his back. His hips thrust upward violently, hands rising to hold onto his partner's shoulders.

Derpy’s eyes widened as she felt more of his member enter her mouth, along with his first load. The hot, sticky liquid shot forward into her mouth, coating her tongue and gums with semen. She didn’t mind, and continued to milk him for all he was worth by more slowly moving her breasts up and down.

Her tongue lapped at the tip as each burst of semen squirted in her mouth. Eventually, she pulled her head back and released his dick with a popping noise.

Surprising Derpy, even more sticky trails of semen squirted from his tip to cling to her breasts and face. Squeezing her eyes shut, she swallowed the cum in her mouth just as another load of his semen came across her cheek. Opening up her eyes, she inspected her jizz drizzled chest and Noteworthy’s now flaccid penis. Blinking as her golden eyes went either which way, she wiped some of his seed off her face and declared, “Whoo... how’s that for a special delivery?”

Author's Notes:

Newly edited by the awesomely talented MerlosTheMad!