"Howdy, Foxy Loxy," Maybelle Locke said, smirking as she puffed out her chest.

"How now, Brown Cow," Zoey Fairchild replied, pushing out her own chest as she prussed herself against Maybelle. The Fox leered at the cow as the Cow leered back.

"Don't ya got some weight to lose, chubs?"

"I'm just big boned," Zoey argued back, "besides, there's just more for me to love. Besides, where are you to talk, thunder thighs?"

"That's 'Mrs. Thunder Thighs' to you," argued back Maybelle.

Meanwhile, Maybelle's aunt Eve, just sighed. She knows that these two are actually friends and this is just part of their friendship, but she never stopped worrying that one of these days, it'll blow up into a catfight.