Kristi kept up the rhythm of her thrusts, trying to maneuver her body and her strap-on to maximize Joelle's pleasure. It wasn't easy without her familiar weight and mass, of course. Kristi felt so uncomfortably light and insubstantial; she wondered how such a skinny, unfleshy body could bring any pleasure to anyone. Joelle on the other hand, seemed to be having a heavenly time, moaning loudly as she adoringly fondled Kristi's furry breasts.
"Am I doing okay, babe?" Kristi asked.
"Faster!" Joelle gasped with arousal. "You need to hammer me faster!"
Kristi nodded and picked up the tempo of her pistoning. Suddenly, Joelle began to scream and twitch as Kristi's strap-on brought her to orgasm, squirting her juices into the air. At the same time, Kristi felt pleasure mounting in her tits from Joelle's handsy exploration. All of a sudden, a potent nipple orgasm spread from Kristi's boobs throughout her red-furred body, sending weave after wave of electric bliss down to her fingers and footpaws. Kristi yipped joyously, her tail stiffening and her ears twitching with glee as the ecstasy washed over her like a hot bath. For a moment, she actually for got that she was skinny, that her chubby potbelly had been unfairly snatched from her. For a beautiful moment, the werevixen's universe consisted solely of her bliss and Joelle.
"D...damn, Kristi!" Joelle said at last, a loving smile on her face. "That felt incredible! Not bad for your first time with a cock, synthetic though it may be."
"You were pretty awesome yourself," Kristi said, playfully running her claws over the back of Joelle's hand. "I wander was sex with you as a kawauso will be like? Mmmm, my sexy otter babe!"
"I bet I'll be cute," Joelle chuckled, playing with her clit piercing as she talked. "I, for one, can't wait to see you as a chubby kitsune herm. That's like all of my fetishes rolled into one!"
"Yeah, it'll be nice to finally get my fat back," Kristi nodded, ruefully running a hand down her flat, svelte belly. "I must look so scrawny to you right now."
"Yeah," Joelle laughed, brushing the bangs of her messy pixie cut out of her eyes with her hand, "but in a cute way. Besides, Kyūri-sensei isn't gonna let you stay this slim for long."
As she slowly shifted back into her human form (which was, unfortunately, just as slender as her vixen form), Kristi looked strangely thoughtful. "You know, I've been thinking about what comes after I graduate. Like my life as a BBW camgirl. Do I go back to that like nothing ever happened?"
"Don't you want to?" asked Joelle, raising a pierced eyebrow.
"I thought I did," Kristi shrugged. "But it just seems wrong somehow to go and fetishize the fruits of Kyūri's sacred art. Come to think of it, I feel pretty guilty about just practicing sumo to get at Kyūri's magical chankonabe only to dump it once I get the body I want. I think it may be time for me to quit being jellyvixen698 and get off OnlyFans and Chaturbate for good."
"And what'll you do instead?" Joelle asked, tapping on one of her lip piercings in curiosity.
"I'm gonna sumo wrestle professionally," Kristi said resolutely. "I really wanna respect the sport. I want to learn it for its own sake, not just to get my belly back."
"Does that mean we're moving to Japan?" asked Joelle.
"It might," said Kristi. "Or maybe I'll come back to Washington and start a sumo federation for American magicals. I'm sure Ellie and Beck would be happy to help with that. We could serve as ambassadors for the sport in the United States. It shouldn't just be yokai who do sumo. With a little magical chanknabe, werebeasts'd be naturals! But wherever we end up living, I think it'll be better for our future kids to have a rikishi for a... dad?... rather than a camgirl."
"I guess that's true," Joelle shrugged. "Oh, and I think I overheard the werehyenas saying that werebeasts call a female 'father' a sire."
"Sire, huh?" Kristi smiled. "Never thought I'd be one of those. Think you'd like a big family, Jo?"
"I want as many of your cubs as possible!" Joelle grinned eagerly. "I wonder if they'll be kitsune, kawauso, or a few of each?"
"We'll find out the fun way," Kristi laughed. "By being surprised! So, think you might be interested in becoming a rikishi yourself, babe? I kinda like the thought of you as a chubby, huggable otter yokai with mad wrestling skills."
Joelle shrugged. "I don't know. I think I'll just be an observer while you take your lessons, like Harper and Brianna. I might sign up myself in the future if I like what I see. I'm gonna be a skinny otter for now, though."
"Whatever makes you happy, babe," Kristi smiled, pulling her girlfriend into a tight embrace. "All that matters to me is that we're going on this yokai adventure together. I'm gonna go from werefox to kitsune, and you're switching over from human to kawauso. Isn't it thrilling, Jo?!"
Joelle kissed Kristi, her lip piercings brushing gently over Kristi's own lips. "Not as thrilling as being your girlfriend, Kris."