Mimi puffed her cheek hard, her tail flicking with irritation before she scrambled to her feet in a rush, making Delya stumble backward with a startled yelp. Mimi glanced at Felicia, her eyes narrowing as she watched the way Felicia's breasts bounced with every small movement, each sway deliberate and teasing.
Mimi pursed her lips, her brow furrowing with stubborn defiance. Without warning, she reached out and grabbed one of Felicia's breasts, squeezing it firmly before releasing it with a soft bounce. She turned away with a loud huff, stomping her foot against the sand before spinning back around and sticking her tongue out at Felicia.
"Nya! Big breasts are overrated! When you get old, they'll just sag and fold up like towels on a shoulder! Mimi's will stay perky forever, nya!"
