With Mackenzie's face between the taller Lana's breasts.

(chapter originally by Teraton at writing.com)

"-mmph!"

Mackenzie's muffled grunt mixed in with Lana's gasp of surprise as the redhead's redhead suddenly found itself smooshed into a pair of red pillows. Lana, understandably, tried to back away, only to have Mackenzie follow her.

"...Please move," she asked, bewildered a bit by the sudden close contact, and her would be ally's apparent personal space issues.

"Mm mmh!"

"Wha-" Lana tried pulling away from Mackenzie once more, but despite her best efforts, and the efforts of Mackenzie who had dig her heels into the carpet, the redhead was still pulled along. Lana started to understand.

"Wait, so, the red stuff-"

"Mmph."

"And you didn't know I was-"

"Mmh."

"And so now we're..."

"Mm mmph."

If there was any way for the two girls to want people to see them less, then this was it. Before, they had been two naked, red women in a haunted house; now, Mackenzie was stuck to Lana's front, her face pressed into the other woman's chest, leaving her able to do little else than grunt and get dragged along.

"Okay," Lana started, "this... this isn't great..."