The Jeep crested the gentle slope and pulled to a stop. Alan Grant climbed out and took a few limp steps through the grass, awestruck at the sight before him. Gigantic girls in uniform white blouses that hugged their nubile forms towered above the tree line. They frolicked through the tropical valley, giggling and gossiping in cliques. The ground trembled with each step of their polished black flats. "Welcome to Joshi Kōsei Park," Hammond said.

"Forgive me for addressing the gorilla in the room," Malcolm said, "but why schoolgirls?"

Hammond's smile beamed ear to ear. "A park has to have attractions. There's no harm in making them attractive, is there?"

Dr. Grant turned around, aghast. "Hammond, those are teenagers prancing around in push-up bras and pleated skirts. For God's sake, I can see the the hearts printed on that one's panties from here!"

"Their outfits are lovely. We spared no expense."

Malcolm nodded his head in tune with the bounce of a distant pair of perky, perfectly proportional breasts the size of a Volkswagen. "It's certainly, uh, quite the captivating view," he said with sweat beading on his brow, "but I'm going to have to agree with Dr. Grant here. Everything about this flies in the face of the natural order."

Hammond leaned into his walking cane. "On the contrary, I contend that what we're offering is far more natural an experience than anything you'll find at Disney World. People will come from all the corners of the Earth to witness what we've done here."

"I think your scientists were so preoccupied with if they could, they didn't stop to think if they should."

"My dear fellows, I hope you'll reconsider once I've shown you the exhibit where