"Uh... thanks," Mikey said, his mind still adapting his relationship to Jane, whose last name he just remembered as Mammar. "Glad to be here, I guess."
Jane gave Mikey a smile. She still wore the miniskirt she had donned, earlier, but her shirt had changed, becoming a high necked turtleneck, which covered but certainly didn't hide her assets, which were somewhere between an H and a HH. "Thanks. You can stop looking at my boobs now, by the way. They guys already give me enough ogling."
"Sorry, they're just so... prominent. How did they get so big, anyhow?" Mikey said, scratching his expanding rear.
Jane shrugged. "The girls in my family just have them, I suppose. Just part of our heritage, really."
Mikey glanced at Jane, wondering what she meant. Then he noticed that Jane's impressive bust was not the only thing unique about her appearance...
