"Holy shit."
Melisa stared at her reflection. She looked... She looked...
"Oh, you look like Margaret," Melistair pointed out.
He was right. Isabella had turned Melisa's hair a dark shade of grey, and even went as far as to put some color on her horns. Aside from all the skincare she'd just received, that alone was enough to make Melisa look just like Mom.
[Well, except for one obvious difference.]
She glanced down at her chest, then back at the mirror.
[Still... Damn. At the rate my boobs are getting bigger, there's a real chance I end up looking like Mom's sister or something.]
"Stop pouting at your boobs and tell me what you think," Isabella grinned, putting the finishing touches on Melisa's hair.
"It's... perfect, actually." Melisa turned her head, examining the work from different angles. "I look just like her. You know, minus the-"
"The absolutely massive tits, yeah."
"Isabella!"
