Under the... maybe... umm... uhh...!

You could probably hide… somewhere in here? Under the bed, under the desk, no, those seem too obvious. Maybe you could stand on something and be above her line of sight? …No Chloe, you dolt, you’d sooner hit you head on the ceiling. And did you just call yourself a dolt? Elaine’s vocabulary rubs off on you more and more, apparently.

In your indecision, you’ve given Elaine enough time to start seeking, and you can hear her footsteps heading this way! This isn’t good! You panic, about to be caught completely flat-footed, and make a dive beneath the bed sheets, pulling them over your head to conceal yourself entirely. This. This isn’t going to work at all.

She enters the room. She walks straight to the bed. You can feel her hands and legs pressing into the bed on either side of you, making it clear that she’s right above you. It’s an obvious outcome, since a lump in the middle of her bed is more than obvious.

Without warning, a heavy pressure drops on top of your whole body. “Oh my. I was going to have a short rest, but my bed seems particularly bumpy. I wonder why that is?” Oh great, she’s having fun with it. She shifts around on top of you a few times, pressing her tantalizing boobs into your face more than once. You aren’t sure how you know, considering you can’t see anything with the sheets over your face, but you just know.

“Ugh! What in the world is causing my bed to feel so lump!?” Elaine cries before pulling back the sheets to reveal you.

“Uh… Hi,” you say meekly.

Elaine’s face cracks into a devilish grin. “You know, when I find you in such a hiding spot…” She gently touches a single finger to the bottom of your chin, then presses upward ever so slightly to expose your neck. “…it makes me think you can’t possibly want to win. That’s okay though. I’ve no qualms with you throwing the game, so long as I get my Chloe butt.” She winks.