Dream girl

"Okay, Yuri, think." Yuri whispered as she struggled to squirm out of this man's arms. "You need to think of a way out of this, or spend the night as some dude's teddy bear and risk getting caught in the morning. Although, the kiss was nice, and he is kinda cute in an overstuffed stuffed animal kinda w- What am I saying?!"

Shaking her head, Yuri carefully pried the arms from around her and slowly began to stand up, standing over the sleeping man. As Yuri slowly made her way towards the window, however, she slipped on the sheet and landed on the man in question...

Letting out a squeak as she felt a certain eight inches sandwich itself between her butt cheeks, not entering her, but enough to cause her to blush scarlet.

"What the -?!"

Yuri gulped as she looked down at the man six years older than her, an expression of shock on his face... As well as slight arousal, from the young woman feeling his manhood grow stiff. Yuri chuckled sheepishly, nervously wiggling her fingers. "Uh... Hi? Okay, don't freak out, but -"

"Who are you?! What are you doing in my grandparents house?! Why are you naked?! Why am I naked?! Are you -"

Yuri ended the interrogation by slapping a hand over the young man's mouth. "Listen...." She looked around and saw the young man's diploma on the way, "Ken! This... This is a dream!"

Ken blinked a few times before narrowing his eyes. Removing Yuri's hand, he said, "'A dream'? Really? What kind of moron do you take me for?! I may be fat, but I'm not stupid! They don't just give biomedical science degrees away, you know?"

"It's true! This is a dream!" Yuri argued, still kicking herself for coming up with something that stupid.

"Prove it!" Ken challenged. "Prove to me that I'm dreaming."