Use a little magic to fix Clara's body issues

You smile gently at Clara's avatar and say, "Selena, I think a little change is in order. you don't mind, do you?"

"Of course not!" replies the spell-bound elf.

"Well then, POLYMORPH,"

Selena/Clara's form shimmers and changes. Her ears retain their elfin points, but the rest of her body turns into an exact copy of the voluptuous, incredibly stacked body she has in real life.

"Oh," says the cleric, "I didn't know you'd make me so..."

"Un-elfin?"

She blushes, then looks away and tries to cover her body with her hands.

"Oh no," you reach out and grab her hands, making sure that her tremendous tits stay on display. "Don't ever hide your form. This is elven, too!"

"It... it is?"

"Oh yes," you say, sliding your hands down her arms and onto her luscious mounds. You give a mental command to Amina to give your words more weight, making sure they'll affect Clara once the fantasy is over. "In ancient time, many elves with forms like yours were worshiped as the near-goddesses they were. The thinner female elves were likened to starving dogs. But the skinny bitch elves grew jealous. They began to spread rumors about the voluptuous elves, until a false shame filled the kingdom."

Selena/Clara's face lights up, partly because your words fill her with pride and partly because your hands grope her vast elven hills.

"Selena, you shall be an example of the power and grace of the true form of an elven woman. You shall revel in your new form, knowing that all the skinny-bitch elves secretly with they looked more like you."

"Yeesss," moans the elf as your words and hands fill her with ecstasy.

"Never hide your more-than-mortal form, my sweet cleric. Wear attire that shows off your advantages over the lesser mortals. Be an example to others that they need not be skinny-bitches and can embrace a form like yours!"

"YEEESSS!!!" screams Clara as you work her into a lather.

"And speaking of embracing a form like yours..."