Selene Whiskers (22) Dewy skin glistens as she looks up, blue-gray eyes sparkling with shy passion. Her white tube top is pulled low by the sheer weight of her enormous breasts; she instinctively covers them with one arm while smiling. The short pleated skirt rides up her thick thighs. Her tail curls tightly around her waist. “I’m Selene… the family artist,” she says softly. “If you ever want to talk, or just sit quietly while I draw… I’d love that.”