Meadow hastily got dressed, eager to cover her body after losing her magnificent pelt of body hair. She grabbed a bag of weed and some supplies for rolling joints and set off for the bar where Roar, Krystal's werebeast-themed anarcho-lesbian punk rock band, was playing.
Once she arrived at the bar, Meadow headed for an employees-only lounge. Inside, she found five punky girls in animal masks. The first was of course Krystal Brock, a wolf mask covering her face.
Next to Krys was a tall black girl with pink dreadlocks who was wearing a lioness mask. This was Leonette Pryde, Roar's lead guitarist, Krystal's best friend besides Meadow, and professional sarcastic smartass.
A lean girl with a shaved head and glittering green eyes lifted up her crocodile mask to drink a beer. Almost 95% of her body was coated in tattoos and her outfit and jewelry was covered with spikes. This was Cornelia "Call me Cori or I'll fucking bite your head off!" Diller, Roar's keyboardist and enthusiastic rulebreaker. Cori liked to brag to the girls that she's been arrested twelve times.
Cori was chatting with a leather-clad, muscular woman even taller than Leonette with a blue mohawk. She was wearing a bear mask. It was Ursula Behr, Roar's drummer and Cori's girlfriend. Cool and level-headed, it usually fell on her to fight her bandmates out of all the trouble they got themselves in.
A short, buxom girl in a midriff-revealing top and ripped shorts who was wearing a vixen mask skipped over to Leonette to feel the black girl's muscles. The fox girl's fiery red hair was streaked with purple dye and cascaded down to her ankles. This girl was Vanessa Reynard, Roar's backup vocalist and tambourine player. She was a colossal flirt and had slept with more girls than her bandmates could count, though her main girlfriend would always be Leonette.
Krystal suddenly noticed Meadow. "Hey, Mead. Glad to see ya could... HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! What in the name of fuck happened to your body hair?!"
"What body hair?" asked Leonette. "For a hippie, this girl looks like a fucking naked mole rat."
"Exactly!" said Krystal. "But Mead sure as hell didn't look like that this morning. She was hairy as a fucking Sasquatch! What in the name of Christ happened?!"
"I discovered that it can't get wet," Meadow sighed mournfully. "I got in the tub right after you left, and all my gorgeous new body hair fell out! I tried to brush it back on, but it didn't work. I..." Meadow sniffled. "I guess I mutilated myself."
"What's this about a brush?" asked Vanessa.
"Oh, Mead grew her body hair in the first place with a magic hairbrush she bought from a sorceress called Circe," Krystal explained.
"Girl, you're talking like a crazy-ass bitch right now," Leonette said, crossing her arms.
"Yeah," Cori agreed.
"I know it sounds fucking insane," Krystal said as she took some weed from Meadow's bag and began rolling a joint, "but I saw that magic shit with my own eyes. Wanna show 'em the truth, Mead?"
"Sure thing," Meadow smiled. She gently ran the brush over Krystal's upper lip, just as she'd done with her own that morning. All of Roar gasped as a thin coat of prickly blonde hairs poked out of Krystal Brock's upper lip.
"Holy shit, Krys!" Ursula gasped, running over to Krystal and feeling her lead singer's hairy lip with a finger. The new hairs were soft, but a bit bristly at the same time. "I can't fuckin' believe this is real!"
"Sweet!" Leonette grinned. "This is super cool, Mead! Us badass dykes of Roar all dig body hair."
"Aside from me, anyways," Cori laughed. "As much as I like giving a middle finger to patriarchal beauty standards, body hair would fuck up my croc theme. What can I say? I love reptiles."
Krystal sadly ran a hand over Meadow's nearly hairless forearm. "Shame you lost all that hair right after finally growing it. So, you really can't do anything to get it back?"
Meadow shrugged. "Not sure. I tried brushing it back on and nothing happened, but I was still wet at the time. Maybe it'll work now that I'm dry. If not, Circe might be able to help. In the meantime, I think I'll have a pretty groovy time making you and your bandmates into hairy yeti-women... aside from Cori, anyway."