"So anyways, I was just talking about this shirt," Zoe said, showing the fishnet shirt.
"Right, since you don't need corsets to show off those jugs of yours," Zelda said.
"Hey! Not my fault!" Zoe protested.
"Here, try this on," Zelda said, handing Zoe a skirt to try on.
Zoe complied, taking the outfit and ducking into a changing room. As she began to undress, Zoe Mammar got a look at herself in the mirror. Is this really what I look like? she wondered. Didn't I look... different, before? But of course the notion was absurd. People just don't change their features out of the blue.
Of course, where the effects of the shirts were involved, people could, and the effect's of Jane's shirt were continuing to spill over to Zoe. Whereas she had picked up the same titanic bust awhile ago, Zoe had just picked up the other distinctive features Jane now had, leaving her looking quite unique indeed...
