No Size Fits
Hold up a second — let me fill you in a little more on the character called Celina.
Her hair and fur are gold, her eyes are red — same as mine — but beyond that, she's a fox beastkin whose figure is so scrawny it makes my current body look embarrassing by comparison.
She's mature and tender-hearted, soft-spoken in everything she says, which is why people call her a "mama" — and when she gets flustered, she shows a cuteness that fits the look perfectly. On top of all that, her kit performance is so irreplaceable that players call her a human-rights character, and her popularity is absolutely massive.
Why am I suddenly dumping a character bio on you out of nowhere?
Because I'm planning to cosplay her for the first-anniversary stream.
Originally, the plan was to draw a "real mama" version of Celina, pull the gacha a few times for show, and end the broadcast. I figured my art alone would be enough to get those pedo bastards who call a loli "mama" so worked up that I could treat them properly.
But then I watched the illustrators people call "masters" draw their own "real mama" versions of Celina — and get buried in hate comments. That was when it hit me.
My buddy was right. My drawings alone would never cure those pedo bastards.
So I started thinking. How do you rehabilitate people so far gone they call a loli "mama"? Art couldn't do it — was there another way?
I was mulling it over, googling around, when a post titled "Celina Cosplay" caught my eye, and I clicked it like I was under a spell.
It had been ages since I'd seen cosplay photos, so I scrolled down full of expectation.
What was waiting for me was a jacked dude with muscles about to burst out of his skin, stuffed into a barely-there shrine-maiden outfit, cooing and making cute faces.
Wild, bulging deltoids. Biceps that looked thicker than my own plush tail. And those dreamy triceps to finish the set.
It looked like my dad in his prime trying to act seductive. I couldn't help it — the curse just slipped out.
"Fuck."
This is disgusting.
It felt exactly like searching Tag: Fox and getting a thumbnail of a ripped male fox beastkin getting tentacle-raped.
Why the hell would anyone do this? What did the viewers ever do to deserve this shit?
"Ah — no, wait… You've got to respect people's tastes. There's even that saying that crossdressing is the manliest thing only a man can do…"
But this is genuinely revolting. Ugh…
The mental image of those exploding muscles made me gag all over again — but I still walked away with one solid idea.
I would cosplay Celina myself for the first-anniversary stream.
If I'd still had an ordinary body, I'd have gotten absolutely roasted and drowned in hate comments. But right now I was a nine-tailed fox, the walking definition of allure. My body alone had the power to captivate people — so if I cosplayed Celina in this form, the results would be spectacular.
Decision made, I searched "Celina cosplay costume," then showed the results to my ballsack buddy.
"I'm doing this."
"Oh… Yeah, with this, you might actually pull it off."
He nodded like he was conceding the point — then frowned and asked,
"But are you really okay cosplaying? Weren't you avoiding face cam because of the ears and the tail?"
"It's cosplay, so that actually works in my favor. And they handed a nobody streamer like me this kind of opportunity — shouldn't I put something of equal weight on the line?"
"Still looks like you're pushing way too hard. And what about after you go on face cam? Viewers are going to lose their minds demanding you keep it on."
"I'll do face cam one more time after the anniversary stream wraps. If I'm lucky, I'll have gathered a million people's worth of Jeong-gi by then and stream fully transformed. And if not…"
"You'll use that Temporary Transformation thing and stream anyway?"
"What choice do I have? I have to prove it was just a cosplay."
If I used the cosplay as a shield and showed my true form, people would definitely get suspicious. Those fluffy, twitching ears were far too real, and the tail was far too lush and soft to pass for a prop.
A few people would raise questions — maybe not many, but some. And when they did, I'd turn the cam back on in human form. Then the whole thing would settle as nothing more than an extremely realistic cosplay, and the controversy would die down fast.
If everything wrapped up the way I planned it, I could go back to my ordinary life without a hitch.
Yeah. If it wrapped up cleanly.
I was already thinking through the post-anniversary schedule while browsing cosplay costume sizes when I hit a seriously ugly problem. My face went rigid, and I turned to my ballsack buddy.
"Hey. I think I'm fucked."
"Out of nowhere? What happened?"
"Yeah. Something actually bad just happened."
I showed him my phone screen, looked down at my chest, and let out a long sigh.
"There is no cosplay costume on the market that fits my body. I checked the biggest size they sell — my chest still won't go in."
I said it with a miserable face. My buddy stared at me, completely blank, then slowly shook his head.
"No matter how you look at it, that thing is definitely a female."
My ballsack buddy and I spent nearly an hour hunting for a cosplay outfit. Nothing that fit my body existed anywhere.
Given the character, most of them were tiny sizes a little kid would wear. Adult sizes existed, but only a handful — and none of them were ever going to fit me. In the end, I decided to make the costume myself.
"Looks like I'll have to make it. The quality's not doing it for me either, and more importantly, the design just isn't hot enough."
"Isn't that already plenty hot? A shrine-maiden outfit is basically sex by itself."
"True, but once you modify it, the hotness doubles. You know how it is — even a nun's habit, designed a little slutty, becomes impossible not to get hard over."
A side slit to show off smooth thighs. A chest harness to push the bust forward. Or a cross-shaped cutout to bare that beautiful valley.
To help him understand, I sketched a nun in a trashy outfit on my tablet. He looked at it and nodded without argument.
"Yeah, okay. A little exposure is hotter than covering everything."
"I thought being a furry meant you had zero taste for what's hot, but you're more of a connoisseur than I expected."
"I'm a connoisseur because I'm a furry, you idiot."
I casually ignored the bald furry spouting nonsense and started sketching a shrine-maiden outfit on the tablet, imagining the fox shrine maiden I'd be playing.
Alright — what kind of performance would land best?
A pure, innocent fox shrine maiden in the pure-love heroine slot?
Or a teasing big-sister type who messes with people constantly?
A baby-slaughtering, filthy fox shrine maiden could work too. Or a thoroughly broken, degraded fox shrine maiden who'd abandoned the god she once served — that one had potential.
"Ugh, picking just one is a pain in the ass. Fox beastkin really are an absurd cheat key."
Was there a species on earth hotter than fox beastkin?
Probably not — not in the past, not in the future. Never again.
Fox beastkin were hotness itself, and hotness itself was fox beastkin.
After fretting over the fox shrine maiden's look for a bit, I turned to my ballsack buddy for more info on Celina.
"Hey — that Celina character. You said she was the mama type, right? Anything else stand out personality-wise? Tsundere, yandere, megadere, that kind of thing?"
"Dunno. She mostly just shows up to comfort the protagonist. Hmm… if anything, she's almost too laid-back?"
"That's plenty."
There was no shortage of settings that paired with a laid-back personality.
I pictured a leisurely fox shrine maiden in my head and picked up the pen.
If she had that kind of temperament, what kind of life would she have lived?
Wouldn't she have grown up as something so powerful she never felt threatened by anything?
Then of course she'd be arrogant enough to look down on most things — and arrogant types usually…
"Th-this can't be happening! I— I am being violated by lowly creatures…! Nngh…!"
"They say the stronger the woman, the more pathetic she is down below — and it was true! Here I go! First thrust!"
"Ah, nooo…! I'm getting pregnant from their worthless seed…!!!"
…let their guard down around weaker beings and get wrecked for it.
And a strong, arrogant shrine maiden who drops her guard and loses her purity to a youkai?
"Die, you worthless youkai! Wh-what…? Why has my power gotten so weak?"
"Keh-heh-heh… You didn't even know a shrine maiden loses her power when she loses her purity? You're nothing but a breeding sow now!"
"Get pregnant! Get pregnant and birth a litter of worthless youkai!"
"N-nooo!!! I don't want to get pregnant by a worthless youk— hngh?!"
One complete piece of filthy adult manga, right there. Beautiful.
I finished sketching the shrine-maiden design I'd been imagining and showed it to my buddy.
"This looks pretty good, right? I folded in the strong-fighter setting and drew it a little arrogant."
My ballsack buddy looked at the obscenely hot shrine-maiden outfit I'd drawn, shook his head hard, and said,
"Turn off the hentai, you crazy bitch."
