Lock the door and heat things up.

She turns the handle to leave the room, but it's locked. Her face turns to that of shock and humiliation as she realizes her state of being locked in this room with the boy, while being nude from the waist up. She doesn't panic, and takes deep breaths before turning back to him--arms still over her chest.

"Well, this is a problem... Hehe. Don't worry. We'll figure this out. Are you at least feeling a little better?"

Yutaka nods. "Uh. Yeah." He clearly can't look away from her squished and hardly covered gigantic tits. So full. So perky. So smooth. He shakes his head, trying to maintain a level of self-control.

You begin to alter Litchi to be a little more... wanting. Her cheeks start to glow a heavier red and her breathing rate increases. Her eyes look down to the struggling bulge in his jeans and she can't help but bite down on her lip. She strolls over towards his bed once more, and slowly, she lowers her hands down to her sides.

Yutaka's eyes nearly pop out of their socks at her willingness to expose herself like that. Her nipples are erect and perfect, and so close he could touch them.

"I should make sure you're not hurt anywhere else," she says, sliding her hands down his arms to his chest. She takes hold of the bottom of his shirt and begins to pull it up over his head, tossing it aside. "Hm... No injuries here. You must have been lucky."

He tries to maintain the conversation, but is heavily distracted by the throbbing in his pants and the half-naked woman next to him.

"Y-Yeah," he struggles out.

Slowly, her hands caress down his chest and then to his belt. He gasps as she starts to pull the belt free.