Good intentions, poor execution

"Uh... H-Hey! You okay up there?"

Megan stopped flailing for a moment, the sound of a voice below snapping her out of blind panic. Not only did she run the risk of kicking who ever was below her if she continued, but all it was really doing was jiggling her exposed ass cheeks, not to mention wedging her underwear further in between them.

"Look, you seem like you're having a little trouble so..." Megan flinched as she felt the stranger below- it sounded like a woman, even muffled through the ceiling tiles- place a hand on each of her legs. "I don't know whether I should push or pull here..."

"Pu--" was all Megan had time to get out before she was yanked downwards, and pain shot through her nether regions. Thanks to your assistance, the panties didn't tear apart from the ****, though they did stretch, almost disappearing as the wedged themselves further up and in. Her torso was pulled down against they ceiling tiles too; she was still hanging on, but her shirt was now caught, and her bra was rapidly coming into view.

Between Megan's flailing and moaning, and the woman below and her frantic apologies, the two were causing quite a ruckus. The question is, do you bring in some more business for a larger audience? Maybe let the threads fail and drop Megan onto her would-be rescuer? Or do you just leave her hanging?