Chchi has grown WAY up

Whatever had been odd about Chichi, she certainly hadn’t been a dwarf. It had seemed to be more like a delayed puberty, apparently, since Chichi had grown up quite quickly while he’d been gone.

She was a solid five and a half feet, her breasts only D cups but with beautiful curves to them. She was lean and toned, almost Olympic athlete’s body that told that she had been working out in a way beyond her usual gymnastics and cheating ways. Same pigtails, same skimpy uniform though.

She grinned widely at him. “Hey, Tim. Lookin’ good,” she flattered.
“Yea, you too…” Timmy replied. “Been working out.”
“Me too!” Chichi gushed, though Timmy knew it to be a lot like her old fake happy tone. He wasn’t sure if it was real just yet. “Totally glad to fight you again. Remember when…”
“Yea, I remember it all,” Timmy smiled a bit. “Real vividly, thanks. Let’s just get at it, huh?”
“Ooh, eager for more,” Chichi smiled brightly. “I like it!”