Yes, you wake to a scream.

It's 3:15 and you wake from a dead sleep to the sound of a scream. It doesn't take long to gather your wits and realize it's Naomi from the bathroom. You stumble through the blacked out room, into the bathroom, and are met with an unreal sight. Naomi hyperventilating on the floor, her perfect c-cups heaving as she breathe; her body shakey as she tries to calm down, and her penis, flaccid. You stare in disbelief, approaching the situation the only way you knew how, humor. "So uh, do we get 2 more or does it just grant the one?" She looks at you, you can't really read her in this moment. Taking one last deep breath she stands up in front of you, the gap between her 5'5" and you're 6'1" is always more notable face to face. She looks up at you, "I.. I can't believe this, this is real?" No longer panicking, but not quite calm she's still having trouble taking it in, reasonably so. "Gray, could...you leave? Like... I just need a minute, To... just please go." Not wanting to risk upsetting her more you take your leave and decide to go make food for you both. About 20 minutes later you've successfully lured your girlfriend downstairs with the smell of bacon and eggs. She quietly sits beside you, at the plate you've made for her. You decided to wait until she ate to ask any questions, after the quiet meal you risk it and ask. "So. Elephants, what do you have going on down there?"