Laughs the likes of which the world has never seen.

While you shake nervously on the bed, Jen hooks her fingers into them trousers and shoots a wink at you.

"Oh calm down, you're gonna love this I promise."

She swiftly yanks your shame-hiders down to your ankles as you brace for her reaction.

But it doesn't come. She just sort of kneels there for a second while squinting her eyes at your groin.

"Wait a second..." Jen says lifting up your shirt to make sure she's searching the right part of your torso for a man's equipment. Upon reaching your actual bellybutton, she finds it to be larger than your entire package downstairs and does a double take.

"What the fuck. No way... NO way. NO WAY. NOOO WAAAY! NOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAYNOWAY...."

This continues for longer than you'd like to admit. She becomes increasingly incomprehensible as tears stream down your face and your knuckles go white clutching the sheets beneath you. Meanwhile, Jen takes the largest breath you've ever seen, cartoonishly inflating her torso before releasing a bellowing guffaw of supernatural potency.

The foundations of your home shake at the release of her mighty chortle. So amused is she that Jen begins crying tears of blood. One hand carves ridges into her clutched chest as the other points so ecstatically at your inadequate peen that her extended digit vibrates with derisive energy.

But your time in hell does not end here. Despite bits of debris falling from the ceiling and the whole house quaking at the release of so potent a chuckle-saturated wind that it would make even mighty Zephyrus proud, a new rattling can be heard from your now tinnitus stricken ears.

Your sister has woken...