Kristi lay on the bed of her hotel room trying to masturbate, but it just wasn't working. No matter how hard she rubbed the vibrator against her clit, nothing happened. It was hard to feel sexy in a body this skinny.
Only Kristi's pendulous breasts had survived the thinning completely intact. Where were her big, fleshy legs? Where were her plush, jiggly arms? Where was a good half of her soft, colossal ass? And worst of all, where the HELL was her protruding, sensual potbelly? She had been able to play with that baby for hours, both on and off camera. She could take big soft handfuls of her belly's rolls of fat and squeeze and shape it as if it were Play-Doh... and now it was gone, its doughy majesty replaced by skin drawn tight over hard abs. Krist wept. She looked like a fitness instructor, not the sexy BBW camgirl she had always been.
The door to the hotel room opened. "Hey there, Kris!" called Joelle's voice. "I'm back, and I brought Fettuccine Carrabba, your favorite!" Her eyes then landed on the sight of a very despondent Kristi Wenzel sitting naked on the edge of their bed next to a discarded vibrator, crying.
Joelle sat down next to her girlfriend and put an arm around her shoulders. "Hey babe, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, really," Kristi said, reaching for her werefox inhibitor potion and taking a sip. "It's just so hard to enjoy masturbating in a body like this. I start to touch myself, and the feel of this hard, uncurvy twig of a body instantly kills my horny."
Joelle tried to force a soothing smile. It honestly wasn't easy to look soothing with a face full of piercings and a choppy pixie cut dyed neon blue, but Joelle tried anyway. "It isn't so bad, babe."
Kristi stiffened. "Isn't so bad?! Girl, my belly was my identity! It made me into jellyvixen698! It made me sexy, confident, and powerful! Now it's... gone. Taken away from me by some stupid magic belt my grandma bought from a witch." Kristi sniffled again.
Joelle pulled Kristi into a tight hug. "Babe, you're ALL of those things, with or without your potbelly! As much as I loved your pudge, I love you a fuckton more. You're the reason I'm taking so much time off from my bartending job to go to Japan. It isn't because I wanna see you fat again; it's because I wanna see you HAPPY again."
"You really think I'll be fat again," Kristi asked sadly. "It's been so long since I've streamed. I miss my fans as much as I'm sure they miss me."
"Of course you'll be fat again, Kris," Joelle laughed, mussing Kristi's chin-length reddish-blonde hair. "Morgana knows her shit, I can tell, and she has total faith in this kappa guy and his magical chankonabe stew. It'll get you back to normal in no time, and probably tone up your muscles into the bargain. Think what a sexy beast you'll be then!"
Kristi smiled a little. "Yeah. I... I guess so."
Joelle's smile turned lustful. "In fact, belly or no belly, I think I'd like a sexy beast to play with right now. How about you put the 'vixen' into jellyvixen698?"
Kristi's smile widened. "As you wish, hottie." The skinny werefox willed her transformation to begin. Red fur sprouted over every inch of her willowy body, and her feet lengthened into vulpine paws. Claws grew on her fingers as extra tits and a bushy tail popped into existence. Finally, Kristi's smiling face pushed out into a foxy muzzle and her ears grew pointed. "I love you, Joelle. Even without my jelly, YOU always make me feel sexy."
Joelle kissed her girlfriend's furry muzzle. "I love you too, Kristi. Fat or thin, human or vixen, you'll always be the best (and hottest) thing that's ever happened to me. Now, let's get down to business."