Although you can't yell loud enough for Megan to hear you, you can hear things she and this guy say to each other. So you know when they're leaving the bar, you know they went home together, and you know when they enter the dorm that you and Megan share. Then they go into her room, and they immediately jump on the bed. By this point, you've gotten used to Megan standing, and her fall backwards onto the mattress shifts the weight inside her panties, making you think you could crawl out if you wanted. Of course, there's not much you can do as the two of them make out; even if she could hear you, this guy she's with isn't under your control and won't follow your instructions.
So you decide to stay put. Megan's becoming wetter by the second, which you would normally really enjoy, but by this point you're starting to wonder how you can get out of there without this guy finding you out. You can hear them making out, and though you have no definite indication that they're going to go further than just kissing, you're pretty sure you know how this is going to end. Just as you're starting to think it's time for you to do something, something enormous slams into you from behind. You freeze in terror, and it goes away. At first you have no idea what just happened until you hear a male voice say, "I WANT TO FUCK YOU TONIGHT." He's already starting to finger her! Time for evasive action.
It's a tight fit inside Megan's panties, but you squeeze your way out. You're a little worried that her panties are all she's got on by this point, but you crawl out the waistband of her panties to blackness, so she's evidently wearing the same shirt she had on when she went to the club. You decide to scurry on up her stomach and chest to her neck, where you'll be able to shout something to her and get this guy off of her without getting you into trouble. Although Megan's in a reclining position, so you have to make an uphill climb, you find the going not too rough as you start trekking across the party through the darkness under her shirt. You trip on her belly button and stumble a bit, but you're more concerned that the guy doesn't cop a feel when you're crawling over her chest.
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