Surprises first, plans later.

When Micaela and Jamie entered the living room, they found almost the whole household sitting around the table, coffee and a selection of fruit and cookies on the table. Anne had put on the dress she'd worn the day before yesterday, the one that was turned into a mini-dress by her prodigious bust, Emily meanwhile was wearing one of her wife's sun dresses which bulged obscenely over her gigantic balls. She was nibbling on an apple, curiously but warily looking at Addie and Monica cuddled up on the couch, coffee in hand. Only Lily was nowhere to be seen and most likely still hiding in the kitchen.

"Y'know, I could, like, totally help you with that make-up," Anne was just saying, vaguely gesticulating towards Monica. "It's, I dunno, uneven?"

"Thanks, but no thanks," Monica replied, taking a sip from her coffee. "Unless you have make-up that can cover a black eye without caking it on."

"Wha-- black eye?!" Anne squeaked, jumping up to run over to Monica and fuss over her. "Oh nooo, girlfriend, like, what happened?"

"Just a little bar brawl." Monica said dismissively, trying half-heartedly to push Anne's hands away.

"Wait, bar brawl?" Micaela interjected, causing Addie to sit up and look past Anne, beaming proudly at the latina.

"Yeah, Monica was awesome! She beat up some frat boy or something who was getting a little handsy, and then the cops took away him and his buddys. I even got to mace one of those creeps!"

"Uh, handsy?" Micaela pulled Jamie closer to her, as if she was afraid someone would get handsy with her guapa. "Not with you, I hope?"

"Nope, some poor girl. Monica totally saved her!" The blonde got up and walked over to Jamie and her girlfriend, holding out her hand to the latina. "I'm Addie, by the way. You must be Micaela - Jamie told us so much about you."

"Only the good parts, I ho--"

"Guu-uuyys~, come on! I know mom told me to wait, but it's boring in the kitchen!"

The conversation ground to a halt as everyone present whipped their heads around to the source of the voice. Right in the door to the kitchen, Lily stood with her arms crossed under her jiggly bust, pouting cutely. Jamie had to suppress a giggle at the way Addie stared at the slime girl, the blondes face a text book example of surprise and incredulity.

"What the hell... is that?!" Monica sounded exactly like Addie looked.

"Aww, don't be, like, mean, okay?" Anne chided the amazon-esque woman, plopping down next to her on the couch. "That's my other daughter, Lily. She gives, like, the best... massages and stuff!"

"Okay, but... how?!"

"Uh, duh~? The same way I, like, got these awesome boobies!" Anne grabbed her soft melons and jiggled them as if to emphasize her point.

"Oh. Oh damn." Addie breathed, chewing on the nail of one thumb, gears turning behind her pretty face.

"Uh, you guys do know you're being rude?" Lily stepped forwards and pulled the blonde into a hug before Addie could react. "Hi, I'm Lily!"

"Addie." The stunned blonde needed a second before she returned the hug. "Nice to... meet you?"

"Likewise!" Lily let go of Addie, pulling in a few thin strands of her slime that still clung to the blonde's skin, and walked over to Monica. "Hi, nice to meet you. What's your name?"

"I'm Monica..." Stunned by Lily's appearance and exuberance, Monica held out a hand, only for it to be ignored as Lily bent forwards to hug the sitting woman as well.

Standing back up, Lily walked over to the table and sat down next to Emily, now smiling happily. Emily, on the other hand, timidly looked from her to Anne and then to the three other girls standing in front of the table, her eyes widening in surprise as she saw what Jamie was wearing.

"Okay, now that we all know each other... What do you want to do? Just hang out? Orrr..." A mischievous glint appeared in Lily's honey-colored eyes. "Maybe I can give you one of my massages?"

"Honestly?" Addie answered, sitting down across from Emily, and looked at the slime girl. "We need to talk about... you. Us. All of this."