You wake up in a pink bedroom, with boy band posters, a vanity, a few shelves of wigs, and the such that a bimbo girl would have. You hear a door open next to the bed

Ultima: Excuse me, who the hell are you? And what the f**k are you doing in my bedroom?

At that moment, she remembers, she grins slyly, she walks closer to you and hugs you tightly, lifting you up in her arms as she does so, not realizing the size-difference, and her own strength.

Ultima: That's right, you're my younger step-bro, we had a movie night last night, right here in my room!~