"Hi, Anon!"
My bedroom door burst open and the girl who lived next to me rushed in. She was a year younger than I was, but I'd known her since elementary school. She'd grown into a tall, slender beauty with long brown hair that fell down past her waist. Her name is Misha and she had an annoying habit of barging into my room unannounced whenever she felt like it. As usual, she seemed excessively happy as she bounced over to my bed. "Anon! You awake?"
I opened my eyes to see Misha hovering over me, grinning widely at me. Her tail wagged back and forth excitedly behind her, and when I locked eyes with her, her ears perked up even more energetically. The tip of one ear twitched slightly towards me when I didn't answer immediately; it was almost cute how much attention she paid to what I said or did.
"Mm... yeah," I replied groggily. "What time is it?"
She glanced down at her wristwatch before replying: "It's six-thirty."
Six thirty? It wasn't even morning yet! Why would anyone be getting out of bed this early?! I rolled onto my side away from her, trying desperately not to wake myself further by moving around too much. As soon as I got comfortable, though, Misha hopped on top of me without warning.
"Wake up! Wake up!" she commanded me playfully, "Let's go for a walk outside together!"
I tried to push her off, but she just giggled and refused to budge. "No way!" I protested, struggling against her weighty body. "You're crazy if you think I'm going anywhere with you so early in the day..."
"Aw, c'mon, Anon! Don't tell me you don't want to spend some quality time with your best friend today?!" Misha pouted. "Come onnnn, pleaseeee~?"
I pulled my pillow over my head to block out all sound, hoping she'd get bored eventually. After a few minutes of silence, I heard her voice again: "Okay then... guess I'll just sit here until you decide to come out of there."
I woke up several hours later to find that Misha hadn't left my bed. Instead, she was laying on top of me, snoring softly, apparently having fallen asleep waiting for me to wake up. It would have been cute, except for the fact that I was trapped under her and she was drooling on my shoulder.
"Gross," I muttered to myself.
When I struggled to free myself from beneath her, Misha mumbled, "Nnnn~" and hugged herself more tightly against me.
Misha may have been an annoying, pushy pest, but she was still a girl and I was a horny teenage boy. Her tits squished against my chest and the feel of her body against mine was way too stimulating for me to ignore.