Can you imagine Pomu, slipping out of her clothes and turning on the shower. She shakes off her panties and gets in. Oh - it's a little too cold. You can hear her yelp on the stream as her body recoils from the chilly stream. She has a nervous laugh over it, chat mocks her, and then she gets in.
She winces her eyes shut as the water rushes down her body, through her hair. If runs past every nook and cranny, every crevasse, while the sound of the droplets dripping down her thighs adds a new timbre to the shower's rumbling. She grabs the soap, starts slathering herself in white suds. Her arm, thin and shapely, dragging bubbles over her thin neck, sharp collarbone, and her chest -
Wait, no, there's nothing there. Just malformed ridges of fat and a scar, a jagged scar, measuring six inches from tip to tip across her chest. She was never that concerned about her breasts in the past, often thought of them as just a hinderance, honestly, but now that they're gone, Pomu starts feeling anxious. Look at me, do I even look like a woman anymore? Not having breasts is one thing but this, this is just hideous. How would I go to the beach, what swimsuit could I wear? What will any man think of me, we'd be having a good time and drinking and laughing, and then I take off my dress to show him - this? What would he think as he recoils away in horror, thinking of an excuse to leave? Will I ever be loved again?
Chat didn't know why Pomu broke down crying in the middle of her shower stream, then abruptly cancelled the rest of her streams for the week. When she came back, she was the same cheerful Pomu as ever, and her fans quickly forgot. But she never did a shower stream again.