fixing problem

"I wish I was a male Renamon!" You yell, Annoyed that this genie is so picky. "Ok, ok... no need to yell." the genie mutters. You are surounded by a puff of smoke.

As the smoke clears you mutter, "This had better be good this time." Your voice comes out mascilin, with just a tint of feminity. You look down upon your self. The only real change you can see it your short, velvety fur is a darker shade. That is, untill you notice something that may be a slight problem. You turn. The genie has materilised a mirror, and you stare at your reflection. You can see the bubber on you, making you about 5x as thick as a normal Renamon. You open your chubby jaw to speak.

You are suddenly standing in a paradice, full of food, water, and grassy plain, dotted with trees, a forest nearby. What now, you think. Suddenly, you feel about 3 diffrent things glomp you.

You look up into the faces of...

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