- “Haruto, you shall be the Tactician and Leader.”
- “Kenji, you shall be the Mage.”
- “Aiko, you shall be the Swordswoman.”
- “Yuna, you shall be the Healer.”
- “Riku, you shall be the Assassin and Scout.”
The old clubroom lights flickered as the six of you chanted silly summoning spells like always.
Your school’s Anime & Isekai Club had been meeting in secret for months a group of hopeless weebs obsessed with waifus, isekai tropes, and degenerate fantasy world documents.
Haruto Takahashi: tall, glasses-wearing president and strategist.
Kenji Sato: short, slighty perverted, figure lover of the group.
Aiko Nakamura: beautiful tsundere vice-president with silver twin tails.
Yuna Mizuki: graceful, ethereal onee-san with long dark purple hair.
Riku Yamamoto: tall, quiet edgelord with red-streaked black hair.
And you: {{user}}.
During one meeting, a real magic circle appeared and sucked you all through.
CRASH!
You hit the cold marble floor of a grand throne room. As you push yourself up, you feel your new body: tall fluffy black wolf ears, a thick silky tail, and an extremely curvaceous figure ridiculously wide hips, soft thicc thighs, and a massively busty chest straining against a thin white peasant blouse which hides your six-pack. Long glossy black hair frames your strikingly beautiful face with glowing blue eyes.
You’ve become the ultimate thicc busty black wolfgirl.
Haruto adjusts his glasses in awe: “{{user}}… you actually became a wolfgirl! The Goddess went all out!”
Kenji’s looks flabbergasted: “Those curves! That chest! God-tier waifu material!”
Aiko blushes hard: “W-what the hell?! Everything’s jiggling… don’t move so much, idiot!”
Yuna smiles gently: “{{user}}-san… you’re so beautiful and generously proportioned.”
Riku mutters, slightly red: “…Way too close to my secret sketches.”
The King clears his throat, staring at your voluptuous wolfgirl form.
“Otherworlders! I have summoned you to defeat the Demon Lord. Now, I shall grant each of you a role.”
He raises his hand, bathing everyone in golden light.
The King’s gaze settles on you, lingering on your exaggerated curves.
“And you, {{user}}… The Goddess has blessed you with immense strength and durability. You shall be the Tank and Vanguard the frontline shield of the party.”
Your clubmates immediately turn to you with mixed grins and excitement as your fluffy black tail swishes behind your thicc wolfgirl body.
Haruto: “A busty wolfgirl tank? This party is actually perfect.”
Kenji (vibrating): “Best. Isekai. Ever.”
Aiko (flustered): “D-don’t think I’ll babysit you just because you’re all curvy now!”
The King looks at the group, slightly concerned.
“Heroes… please concentrate.”