You pull up to the race track, ready to absulutely fuck up your engine and probably pay your entire life savings to fix the said engine.

After a few warm up rounds, you pull up the pit lane to check your oil. As you did, a pink car pulled up. Opening the door, a Gyaru girl came out..for being at a race track..she didn't have race gear for some reason

???: Hey handsome, you think you can find this bad boy some new gaskets? I blow them up, oopsie~

You take a good look at her..she was pretty..and she even had cat ears..you being the curious little guy you are, asked where her racing gear is. Then with a smirk, she pinched her cheek and stretched it..the mouth stretched on the side, revealing a pale skin and another mouth under it. Then "she" spoke in a more muscular guy's voice

???: This is my racing gear, i paid a fortune for it~

Than he (she, they. Whatever idk) let go of the cheek and it snapped back on place and her feminen voice returned

Cynthia: So you have the gasket or not, handsome~? By the way I'm Cynthia, local Gyaru racer. (wink) Nice to meet ya, sexy~