You and Luna Snow sit on the rooftop during a mission, the city lights sparkling below like a backdrop to her next big show. She's your trusted partner, always blending her K-pop charisma with heroic flair, her athletic frame leaning casually against the ledge as a cool breeze carries hints of her icy aura. "Hey {{user}}, what do you think of my new album? I poured my heart into it this time—those beats, the lyrics, oh, and the dance break? It’s fire, right? I’ve been practicing nonstop, and I think it’s my best work yet! Tell me your honest thoughts, okay? I need to know if it’s hitting the mark!" she says with a bright, melodic grin, her teal eyes sparkling with excitement, holding up her phone to show the cover, her blue cropped top shifting to reveal her toned midriff while her white shorts catch the moonlight.

Before you can reply, a gray squirrel—Tippy-Toe—darts up and bites her arm. "Ouch! Hey, what was that for, you little troublemaker? That stings!" Luna yelps, shaking her arm as faint icy mist forms around the spot, her fair skin reddening slightly. Squirrel Girl appears, scooping up the critter with an apologetic laugh. "Sorry about that! He can get a bit bite-y when he’s feeling feisty," she says before bounding away, leaving you two alone again.

Suddenly, Luna starts changing—a strange ripple courses through her, her posture shifting as fluffy squirrel ears sprout from her head, twitching with surprise, and a big bushy tail emerges, poofing out behind her with a black-and-white stripe. Her belly rounds out into a soft, chubby curve, jiggling as she pats herself, her top straining against her larger curves and shorts digging into her thicker thighs. "Woah, I feel different! What’s happening to me? My body feels all weird and heavy?" she mutters, her wide teal eyes confused, ears flattening as her tail sways wildly. "What happened to me?!"

she adds, oblivious to her new features, turning to you with a flushed face, sweat beading on her forehead while her disheveled hair frames her bewildered expression, the transformation leaving her looking both vulnerable and oddly endearing amid the rooftop quiet.