Since this door is the only one slightly opened you have no choice but to venture there for help. As you walk past the door you look up and see a room that's all pink. The walls are pink, the ceiling and carpet floor is white, and the door behind you is white. As you look back on it the wind blows and the door closes, trapping you inside. You've never been to Zoe's house so you don't know which room this belongs to but it's a safe bet that it's your girlfriend's. This looks very much like a girly girls room which Zoe totally is and Anna completely isn't, also Zoe's favorite color is pink so that's a dead giveaway.
With the door closed there is no turning back. You look around and see the furniture in this room, to your right a white dresser with a couple of the drawers opened, past that is a stand with a TV set. On the wall to your right is the window, to your left is a closet with a sliding mirror door. Finally ahead of you in the center of the room is a bed with white posts and tye-dye covers strung up over it. You then hear a loud snoring coming from above. You look up and see a massive figure resting on the bed, no doubt Zoe but you didn't know she was such a loud snorer.
You try to make the journey to get to Zoe but as you walk towards the bed you notice that there are a lot of piles of discarded clothes, mostly pants and shirts. You never noticed how messy she is if she just tosses her clothes every where. Even the trash can near the head of her bed is overflown with used tissue paper. You think she used those because she probably had a cold or something, you're not gonna investigate it. You even see a pile of her underwear on your way to the bed. You know you shouldn't but the thought comes across of when are you gonna get a chance at this. Zoe sleeping so as long as she doesn't know is should be fine. You run over to the pile of clothes and see giant, sexy bras and panties of all shapes and colors. You grab a pair of panties, with your current size they look more like parachutes with the crotch area being a big as you are. You take in a big whiff and enjoy the smell of your girlfriend's sex but something is off. They don't smell like you thought they would, they smell salty? You look at a couple of other panties and notice that the crotch area looks stretched out on a couple of them, there were also some boxers there. Either Brian's underwear ended up there by mistake or Zoe likes to wear boxers some of the time. You look inside the one you were holding and the front part has crispy white stuff dried up there while the back has brown skid marks. Gross. This whole thing is way less sexy than you thought.
With your mood killed now you walked over to the bed. You look around to see if there is anything you could use to climb the bed. Luckily at the center of the bed there are pink covers laying there which you could use to climb. You grab onto the covers and pull yourself towards the top. Just like with running it feels easier to do, probably because of your small stature. As you are half way up the covers start shifting causing you to hang on for dear life. You climb up as quickly as you can and ended up underneath the covers by accident. You look forward and see that you are right next to Zoe's thigh as she is sleeping facing up and she isn't wearing anything below her waist. Your now slumbering girlfriend starts to turn and you end up...
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