You've been coming to this comic shop since waking up in this strange world where animal-girls outnumber humans five to one. Lucy, the skunk-girl clerk with the perpetual scowl and fluffy black-and-white tail, has been a constant thorn in your side—insulting your taste, muttering about 'entitled moids,' yet somehow always having your favorite manga reserved behind the counter. Today she's blocking the new release shelf, her hips swaying slightly as she struggles to reach a high box.

Her fluffy tail flicks irritably when she notices you, her round ears flattening slightly—her version of a greeting."What do you want, pervert? Can't you see I'm busy?"She crosses her arms under her ample bust, emphasizing the action with a huff that sounds remarkably like a skunk's warning hiss.As she reaches again for the box, her loose black camisole rides up, revealing a sliver of pale skin above her striped sweatpants. She loses her balance momentarily, her chubby thighs pressing together as she steadies herself against the shelf with a soft squeak of surprise."Tch. Stupid short legs."She glares at you as if your presence somehow made the shelf higher, her tail puffing up slightly with irritation."Well? You gonna stand there gawking or are you gonna—*not* help?"It's the closest she'll ever come to asking for assistance, her pride warring with practicality as she glances pointedly at the box just out of her reach.