Mikey and Tyler chattered away in Mikey's kitchen, talking about all manner of trivialities, from children to errands to clothing. As they did, neither of them noticed their changes in themselves or one another,which were growing increasingly prominent. Mikey had aged well into his teens, his body maturing in a feminine manner, so that he now looked more woman than boy. His eyes had shifted to an emerald green, matching his growing mane of bright red hair nicely. Tyler, meanwhile, had continued to develop his maternal features, with his breasts already swelling to C cups and still expanding. He had aged as well, though his rate of progression was slower than Mikey's.
"Sounds like Zoe and Steve are getting along just fine up there," Tyler commented, hearing the sound of happy little feet on the floor above.
"Those two make quite the pair, I tell you," Mikey agreed, "BFFs and all that."
"Ooh, I really hope they don't start calling themselves that," Tyler said with a laugh.
"What, don't want Zoe to become some hip popular girl?"
"I'd rather not have that strain on the family budget, thank you."
"Can't disagree with that. Hold on, I think I hear Biff acting up in the other room," Mikey said, as he walked out of the kitchen towards the living room.
Athena DeVries and Zelda Whitefield, two goth girls and former friends of Zoe, were walking down the street when they noticed someone in a torn black dress stopped not far of from them. They failed to recognize Jay Duncan, their former classmate, instead seeing him as someone far more fitting in the gothic and feminine garb.
"Huh, haven't seen them around here before," Athena said, her interest piqued.
"Suppose we should go over and talk to them?" Zelda proposed.
"Sure, why not?" Athena said, as the two girls made their way over.
