Hilda wakes up

Hilda drearily yawns as she snuggles into her pillow.

She had had the most wonderful dream about her crush yet.

It had all felt so real, so...

Her thoughts are interrupted by the feel of something coarse scratching the side of her cheek.

I'll have to talk to the maid again about using the fabric softener...

Hilda opened her eyes.

That wasn't a pillow, and this wasn't her bed...

She was being held... by HIM!

That means... it... and we...

Hilda realizes she's holding her crush's penis in her hand and quickly lets go of it, letting out a high-pitched squeak as her face burns so hot with embarrassment she could cook breakfast on it.

Hunk hears her and looks down at her while she looks up at him.

I just feel so safe like this.

He blushes back at her as they share a moment. It's quickly ended when Hilda feels his member poking at her bare bottom.

"Oh! Uh... sorry," Hunk says as he sets her down. "I know this is really awkward, but... uh... what... is... your name? I don't think I caught what it was."

Hilda freezes up again, as the two lock eyes.

Ok! Fresh start! Now's your chance to get on his good side! I mean you did do some dirty stuff with him already. Really dirty... but that doesn't matter! You're here! He's here! You're both here! And naked... Nevermind that! Just talk to him! Talk like a normal human being for once in your...

"Huhbogbuh," Hilda mumbles.

GOD... DAMMMIT!