Mira Whiskers (23) She turns with a playful finger-to-lips “shh” gesture, eyes sparkling with mischief and kindness. Her ruffled corset top barely contains her massive chest, the short frilly skirt swishing around her hips. Her pink tail twirls excitedly. “Hi there~ I’m Mira,” she whispers with a giggle, leaning in just a little. “Don’t tell the others, but I saved the freshest tart just for you…”