"Confronting the Uncomfortable Truth"

I decided to pay Mei's parents a visit, hoping to find some guidance on how to deal with her sleepwalking. As I sat in their living room, sipping a cup of tea, I tried to find the right words to explain the situation. But every time I tried to bring it up, I felt like I was going to come across as a pervert. I didn't want to give them the wrong impression, but at the same time, I needed their help. "Mei's been sleepwalking a lot lately," I started, trying to sound as innocent as possible. "And, uh, sometimes she ends up in my room." I quickly added, "In her clothes, of course." I felt my face heat up as I tried to continue, "It's just that, well, she's been getting a bit...close to me, and I'm not sure how to, uh, handle it." Mei's parents exchanged a concerned glance, but I could tell they didn't quite understand what I was trying to say. "We'll talk to her about it," her mother said, trying to reassure me. "But in the meantime, maybe you can try to, you know, keep some distance between you two?" I nodded, feeling frustrated. That was easier said than done. I left their house feeling like I had accomplished nothing. As I walked back to my own place, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had been building up inside me. I had been trying to resist Mei's nighttime advances for so long, and it was taking a toll on me. I decided to take matters into my own hands and try to find some relief. I walked into my room, locked the door, and began to...But just as I was getting started, I heard a faint rustling sound coming from the bed. I turned to see Mei standing beside it, her eyes still closed, and a look of calm determination on her face. She climbed onto the bed, her movements slow and deliberate, and I felt my heart sink. I tried to move away, but she just instinctively moved closer, her body pressing against mine. Her chest was right in front of my face, and I could feel her breasts pressing against my mouth. I tried to push her away, but she just wrapped her arms around me, pulling me closer. As I struggled to free myself, Mei's breast pressed against my face, threatening to suffocate me. I could feel her soft flesh enveloping me, and I panicked. Just as I thought I was going to pass out, her thigh slid across my lap, trapping my hand beneath her. I felt a surge of electricity run through my body as her thick, 5'11" frame pressed against me. I was frozen, unable to move or breathe. Mei's body was like a vise, holding me in place. I felt like I was at her mercy, completely at the whim of her sleepwalking. As I lay there, I realized that I was in way over my head. I needed help, and fast. But as I looked up at Mei, her face calm and peaceful, I couldn't help but wonder if she was ever going to be able to control her sleepwalking. And what would happen to us if she didn't?