Vixen Society - Cycle 14

Vixen Society

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  Beginning / Before / After / Last

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Cycle 14

Angus walked into the little room on the top floor of the mansion, briefly surveying it. “So, you need me to say or do anythin' specific? Recite some chant or somethin'?”

“Uh, nope. You just stand still in the middle of the circle, and I pump magic through it..and it's supposed to just, do its thing.”
“A'right then.” He nodded, moving to place his feet about in the center of the glyph, and then stood with his arms loosely out to his sides, waiting.

Olivia took a moment to gather herself (and slightly tamp down her excitement regarding what was about to happen), then knelt at the end of the glyph near the door, placing her hand just on the outer edge and putting a tiny bit of her magic into it. A small section near the point of contact glowed a bit more brightly when she did so, which was what was supposed to happen. So, she slowly and steadily increased her output, watching the glow spread out along the complicated magical symbol until it had filled the whole thing, and then watching the glow brighten until she could feel that the enchantment was fully charged. Then, finally, she gave it the faintest push inward, toward the person standing in the middle, and stood up, brushing herself off briefly, to watch the results.

Angus watched the glow spread and brighten with the interest of someone who only vaguely knew what was happening but was impressed nonetheless. Then he jolted slightly upright at whatever sensation the magic beginning to enter him produced. “My..ain't that somethin',” he mumbled as the knowledge of how to cook and clean began to enter his head. His eyes glazed over with a slightly dazed look as all of the information poured steadily in, but he was brought back to himself soon afterward, shivering slightly at an undoubtedly odd tactile sensation.

The Kitsune watched with keen, eager interest as her older friend began to change, the complexion of his face rapidly softening, his unkempt facial hair vanishing away to leave the skin soft and smooth. The same thing was happening to all the rest of his skin too, evidenced by a loss of body hair visible through the holes and tatters in his clothes. This alone left his face looking a lot younger, but that impression increased even more as it began to reshape a bit, softening and rounding off. “Pretty..curious feeling..” he remarked. “Ain't bad at all, though...pretty nice, even...”

Angus's rough, unkempt hair began to change now too, the patchy, rough gray hairs paling and softening as they filled out and began to grow longer. Soon his hair had turned a pure, snowy white, gaining some generous volume and bounce; his bangs grew nearly to his eyes, and hair made its way down the sides of his face to frame it and make it look even more youthful..if not positively cute by now. “Saay..” he mumbled, reaching a hand up to run through some bangs and along his cheek as the locks in the back made their way down to his shoulders and only continued to grow. “Somethin' going on with my hair?”
“Uh, looks like it,” Olivia said, just barely able to keep up a facade of surprise and uncertainty about just what was happening.

By now, Angus had the looks of a young man—perhaps even a slightly effeminate one, going by his soft face and still-growing hair. He shuddered slightly once more, as the magic the kitsune had pumped into the glyph continued to rush into him and now got to work on its next set of changes. “O-oh..?” Right away he began to lose height, his eye level sinking below Olivia's in a matter of seconds. Not only that, but his frame visibly narrowed down, his body visibly slimming from his shoulders and arms down to his hips and legs. His clothes steadily grew looser and looser around him as he shrank down; his hands and feet even grew smaller as the limbs they were attached to shrank shorter and slimmer. He watched all of this with a visible fascination and curiosity, and fortunately none of the worry or panic that Olivia had been worried she might have to face. “M-my~yy..” he muttered as the shrinking slowed, his voice cracking strangely as it began to rapidly change. “Every~ything see~ems awful big all of a~a sudden..” It quickly youthened in tone and rose in pitch, already sounding like a young boy's by the last word of this sentence.

Angus's height finally settled with his eyes all the way down at Olivia's chest level. He had, at some point, reached a shrinking hand down to grab hold of one side of his pants and keep them on, but the opposite side was sagging enough to show a bit of his upper thighs beyond where the now quite overlong shirt reached down to. Alongside this change, his hair had continued to slowly, steadily stream its way out, and only now did it finally finish, the tips of those gorgeous, snowy white locks fluttering around his lower thighs. The glow of the glyph around him seemed to make his pretty hair and cute face sparkle; the latter was sporting the slight pink of a growing blush as something yet more began to change.

“Mm~m..mm~mmhh..” Angus slowly closed his eyes, his legs squirming forward and back. His voice continued to shift through the soft hums, taking on a decidedly feminine tone even as it matured ever so slightly. Olivia knew full well that his manhood was now withdrawing itself away, drawing an increasingly bright blush to his cheeks as it steadily shrank. “Mm~mmnnh..” His lips slowly curled up into an adorable grin as his voice lilted into a cutely high, yet mature soprano tone, and then they opened up just as slowly. “Mmm~aa~aah...”

“Aah~, aa~aaahh...” the girlish voice sang out as Angus's sex began to fully and completely change. “Aah, oo~oh..rr~rr..” At the same time, his ears suddenly burst outward and upward, brilliant white hairs erupting across them as they seemed to unfurl themselves out into a pair of huge, fluffy triangles. “Rr~rfh..aah, aa~aah...!” A soft, adorable bark came out of his..no, her lips, and as she softly cried out again, some of the new girl's teeth could be seen growing out into some sharp, yet adorable, wolfish fangs. “Aa~aah..y-yip, yip!” A long, slim line of snowy fur erupted out from her back, growing half of its length with the first canine yip, then gaining just as much length again with the second one. Already the new tail was wagging back and forth happily, the big fluffy ears twitching around cutely from the sides of her head.

“Oo~ooh, m-myy~yyyyh...” she murmured breathlessly as her body rapidly filled out with curves: Her hips and thighs pressed themselves out thicker, and her flat chest swelled forward into a pair of petite, yet completely unmistakable breasts. “Mmm~mmh..mrr~rRRFH!” She murmured again, ending in a cute bark, as her tail rapidly grew thicker and fluffier, until its girth at the widest very nearly exceeded that of her slender waist. And—just like that—the magic had transformed the old gentleman into a small, adorable wolf-girl!

But it wasn't quite done with her yet, of course; given its original purpose and behavior, it was hardly surprising at all what came last. The white glow remaining in the glyph swirled up and around the wolf-girl now, taking hold of Angus's ill-fitting, tattered clothing and rapidly rearranging it into a classic black-and-white maid outfit tailored perfectly to her beautiful, petite new form, complete with a bright red ribbon tied around the collar and a headdress that floated up to about her original height in the magical wind before floating gently back down and placing itself neatly atop her head.

Olivia watched in anticipation as the new girl slowly opened her eyes, revealing their color to have changed to a beautiful, piercing bright red, and blinked them a couple of times, looking around and taking in her newly lowered perspective—and then down at her new form and outfit. The grin appeared on her adorable face again then, as she gently lifted some of either side of the skirt in her small hands.

“Well now—ain't this somethin'?” she said, then giggled cutely. “Heheheh..!” After that, the wolf-girl gracefully glided up to the now-much-taller kitsune, reaching up a hand to lightly poke her nose. “I'm willin' to bet you knew it'd do all this now, didn'tcha?”

“Er..y-yeah, guilty as charged,” Olivia said, feeling some warmth on her face...her heart going a little faster. Somehow she was a bit nervous. “It's just—part of what the glyph does. But I figured, you know, it uh—it's no problem for someone with my powers to turn you back if you don't like it. The rest of the enchantment wouldn't be affected.”
“Turn me back? Are you kiddin'? I ain't felt this fulla energy in decades, missy!” She hopped backwards a couple of times and twirled. “Plus, I've never been a lady before, for sure! It's pretty nice, eh?”
“I-it sure can be, at least,” Olivia admitted, the slight giddiness and blush not leaving her.

“Anyhow, maybe you'd be more comfortable with a fellow young woman livin' in your house instead of an old man, wouldn'tcha?”

“I definitely don't have any problem with that,” the kitsune said.

“Heheh, perfect then! And hey,” she raised a hand to point an index finger at the side of her head. “Since my brain's all full'a recipes and how to use 'em now...Anything particular you want for dinner, 'master'?”

“Not re—uhh, what was that last part?”
The wolfish maid titled her head innocently (and very cutely). “'For dinner'?”

“No, no—you said 'master'?”
“Oh, well—” She put her hands on her hips. “I just thought, since I look like a maid and more'r'less work as one, maybe I'd act the part a little, 'sall.”

“There's not uh..you don't feel compelled to call me that, though, or anything, right? You can still say my name?”
“'Course I can, miss Olivia.” She crossed her arms. “What's got you so worked up?”

“Oh—nothing. It's just—there's supposed to be some...bad effects that'd force someone to obey me and stuff that were removed from the magic circle thing. If they..weren't, I'd totally have some complaints.”
“Ah, well,” she waved a hand dismissively. “You got nothin' to worry 'bout there, then! I'm only doin' what you say 'cause you're payin' me to!”
“Heheh..th-that works..anyway um..since you're the one who knows what all you can make now..feel free to surprise me?” Olivia shrugged. “I actually—maybe should take a shower or something, since I went looking for you straight from the gym.”

“Alrighty then!” The wolf-girl rubbed her hands, her tail wagging eagerly behind her. “I'll fix you somethin' that'll knock your socks off, master!”

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As Miles turned the key in his dorm room's front door, Kiara heard the sound of some paws skittering around inside. “You got a pet, or is that an intruding squirrel I hear?”
“Ah..gawh, sorry. I shoulda mentioned, yeah—I have a cat,” he said, leading the way inside. “Beeeth! Beth?” The feline in question seemed to be hiding; if the Neko wasn't mistaken, it sounded like it was under the bed. “Well, anyway, she's just the prettiest little white kitty you've ever seen! But she's uh..I guess kinda shy about strangers.”

Meanwhile, Ella was already hard at work going around the apartment, trying to locate the origin of whatever it was she'd detected before. She prodded or picked up one item after another, only to shake her head, set it down, and move on. This carried on for more than long enough for Kiara to get bored and go sit in their host's computer chair, pulling up a game on her phone once again.

Eventually she couldn't help but ask: “Sooo...not finding anything?”

“It's not that, it's just—whatever it is, it's all over in here,” she complained. “It's like I can't pick out any one thing as having more of it than any other.” She reached up and pulled on her ears, a frustrated expression that only Kiara could really see—with the fox-girl's illusions hiding those traits from Miles still. “Rrgh, maybe I'm just not experienced enough with this stuff...”

While Ella went over to the opposite side of the room, a small white cat's head poked out from under the bed, looking briefly back and forth before fixing its eyes Kiara's way. What happened next was rather strange: The Neko heard the cat meow, in a perfectly normal, cat-meowing kind of way—but she also, simultaneously, heard speech. In a rather strange sort of way, she didn't hear a human voice, yet understood some words anyway. It was more or less the sense of “Hey, you.”
“Uh..” Kiara looked down at the cat, unsure whether that had been real.

But it happened again, making it rather difficult to deny: A sort of half-hiss came out of the cat next, conveying to Kiara a meaning like “What's this fox doing in my home?”

Miles noticed the white cat's head poking out at this point, and went to kneel in front of her. “Oh, hey Beth! You wanna come out and say hello?”
Seeming to be coaxed out by his voice, Beth strode out and (in Kiara's impression of things) permitted him to pet her a couple of times. She purred, and it sounded like the meaning was “Hello, my human.” Then she went around him to sit in front of Kiara and meow-hiss again. “Fox. Here. Why?”

“Uhmm...” Unsure what else to do, Kiara tried meowing back at the small white cat, trying to say something like 'can you understand this'?
Beth replied: “Weird accent, but yes.”
“So like..I can understand what she's saying or something?” Kiara reported. “Weird—I can't understand any other cats.”
“What, really?!” Ella came up excitedly, and the cat fled back under the bed, hissing. “Oh..whoops.”
“Uh, look—go outside for a minute. I don't think she likes you for some reason.”
“Awwh, okay,” the Kitsune shrugged and went out. After that, Beth poked her head out cautiously, then came out to immediately hop onto Kiara's lap.

“Whoa, hey! Wow, I guess she really likes you..” Miles said. “So you can understand her?! Does she like how, I mean uh..gaah...”
Beth meowed: “What is human so worked up about?”
“Umm..mrrowh.” Kiara tried with a few more feline noises: 'He wants to know if you like how he's treating you.' Then: 'Also, he's surprised I can understand you? I am too.'

“You are human-cat, of course you can understand. If I didn't like it, I would leave.”

“..Okay, she says if she didn't like how you were treating her, she'd leave.”
Then Beth hissed again: “Why is fox?”

“Um...mrowh?” 'Fox detected some kind of power near your human that he might want, and was looking for it.'

Beth replied: “Power? Only me here.” She stood and turned around in Kiara's lap to meow at Miles: “What does my human want with power?”
“Okaaaay, this just keeps getting weirder. I guess Beth is claiming to be the source of whatever Ella was sensing, and just asked me what you want.”
“R-really?!” Miles fell back to sit on his bed, looking a little shocked. “C-can you..tell her what I want? To uh..to look cute? Instead of scary?”

Kiara shrugged, and tried some more meowing. “Your human wants to turn into a cute girl instead of looking big and scary like he does now. Are you saying you could do that?”
Beth turned her head back. “Change my human's look? Easy. Will do it later.” After that, she stretched and hopped across onto 'her human's' lap, meowing up at him to pet her. Miles at least seemed to understand this command without translation.

“She said that's easy, but she'll do it later,” Kiara said. “I guess whenever she feels like it. You know, just..cat things.”
“W-well, that's okay! I had no idea you were some kinda magical cat, though, Beth...I thought you were just a normal, adorable kitty cat!” he said, scratching under her chin.

“I get the impression she likes it that way,” the Neko said. “You probably shouldn't go parading her around; she might just leave.”
“Oh, yeah, I know. S-still though..if she can help me look cute, then...!”

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Tory was rather popular at work, of course. It was just as much fun teasing some of her coworkers as it had been teasing her friends the night before! But...all of it was just playing around. She'd picked her favorite mark already, and was quite eager to get back to work on him...or her, if she had the opportunity to make that happen. Between that and, well, actually doing her job, she didn't have much time to try to figure out why she'd been able to turn Den into an adorable dog-girl until after work was over and she got back to her house.

Carter, as it turned out, didn't know what had happened. She revealed in a few rounds of texts that she had really only intended the curse to turn Troy into a wolf-girl, with no specifics on appearance..and it wasn't strictly speaking a curse anyway, something Troy had more or less suspected from the start. Kitsune weren't necessarily incapable of cursing people, but Carter was actually a pretty low-power one with just one tail, and had borrowed some power from elsewhere to just make a slow-transformation enchantment, all while calling it a curse just to scare him.

That was all well and good, but it meant that Tory knew even less about what had happened than she thought she did. But fortunately, the blonde Kitsune shot back a little while later with a suggestion: Tory could ask the people who'd lent the power to change her in the first place. Apparently, their point of contact was, of all things, a phone app that supposedly gave out free advice. But it also let whoever was on the other side detect magic or something? Well, it was worth a shot, anyway, and unless Carter was playing an uncharacteristically mean prank, she wouldn't let Tory install an actual virus on her phone or anything. So the wolf-girl installed the app, and opened it up.

Welcome! What kind of help are you looking for today?

Okay, that sounded pretty generic. It might even not be a real person on the other end yet. Well—whatever, she could probably get someone by answering in a way no bot would know how to reply to.

hi, im carters friend, she said you might know why i was able to turn someone into a dog girl?

There at least wasn't the kind of instantaneous answer Tory might've expected of a bot. However, the pause was long enough to make her a bit impatient, and she'd gotten up to do something else when the phone pinged with a notification of a response.

Can you tell us anything else?
Any details about how it happened exactly?

She tilted her head briefly, then shrugged to herself. A little more information couldn't hurt.

so like

carter said she'd given me a 'canine curse', right?

which is why i look how i do now.

and i thought i was just 'sharing' and 'unsharing' that

since she did a little rhyme to curse me,

it felt right to do a little rhyme to share it

and undo it too

A rhyme, huh?

Then, a different anonymized name from the one Tory had been talking to chimed in: I think we've got a witch on our hands.

a witch? Tory asked, headtilting a bit.

but i'm like

a wolf girl.

That doesn't prevent you from being a witch

Yeah, I agree, the first one to answer said. Witches only display their potential while female.

Warlocks are the other way around.

Both can use existing spells, or sometimes just 'make up' spells with whatever feels right to them

And even if you have physical animal traits,

you're still "fully human" as far as magic goes.

If that makes any sense.

Either way, you're very powerful! the second one came back.

and it sounds like you've been having fun with it, too.

so like

is that bad? Tory wasn't really sure on the rules when it came to witches using their magic to transform other people...or whatever.

No no no, it's great! Keep it up!

Yeah! the first one came back again.

A witch...? A wolf-witch. Canine witch, even. Tory kind of liked the sound of that. Even though she still very much had her sights set on Den, it...wouldn't be bad at all to change a few of her other friends into pretty canine-girls, if they were willing. But aside from that, it gave her some assurance that her managing to transform him and then turn her back hadn't been a fluke. She could pretty much do that to Den whenever she wanted!

...Whenever he wanted, she quickly corrected herself. But her tail didn't stop wagging anyway. She could turn him into a dog-boy too, if they wanted!

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Olivia's new "maid" was already doing amazing work, judging by the delicious scent she picked up coming out of the shower. It was hard to say whether she could've smelled it all throughout the house without an enhanced sense of smell, but she enjoyed the anticipation either way. She hadn't realized how hungry she was before now...but she waited patiently for it to be ready rather than going to the kitchen to pester Angus anyway. Thankfully, the wait wasn't all that long.

"Dinner's ready~!" the wolf-girl called out. Olivia was tempted to teleport straight there, or at least come running, but restrained herself to just a brisk walk. The dinner in question was already served up onto two plates by the time she got there: Pork tenderloins wrapped in bacon, along with some accompanying sides, all in the kind of visually appealing arrangement Olivia had only seen on TV, on those "cooking contest" type of shows, before. The Kitsune was more than happy to dig in, and so too, it seemed, was the chef.

Once her mouth was no longer full for the first time, she said, "This is amazing!"
"Mm-hm!" Angus swallowed. "I did what I could with the ingredients around. You oughta take me along next time you're grocery shoppin', though—then I can really make some fancy stuff. By the way—I found myself cravin' meat an awful lot more'n usual." She ate another bite, then pointed at one of her fangs. "I get the 'maid' bit, but you know where all this came from?"
"Uh, from what I read—the magic circle's not necessarily supposed to do that, but it can have..side-effects like that depending on the person. Apparently the guy who originally made it was really annoyed by stuff like that, and kept trying to make it not do that, but never managed it. Do you uh...I mean, it's also nothing I can't undo if you don't like it."
"Pff, I'll keep 'em. 'Least for now. It's kinda exciting!" the wolf-girl said.

"'Nother thing. Since I'm lookin' like this and all...you mind introducin' me as 'Angie'?" she asked, smiling across the table at her 'master'. "Feel like it fits a cute young thing like me much better, is all."
"Uh, n-not at all." Olivia's heart rate had gone up again. "I mean, I changed my name when uh..this 'fox spirit' stuff wound up making me a girl." Angie was a very cute name indeed...was it her imagination, or was all that white hair and fur sparkling in the light of the sunset?

"Heheh..didn't feel like my place to say so before necessarily, but Olivia is quite a pretty name."

"Uh, th-thanks."

She waited a little bit longer, then asked: "Um, if you..want some more clothes that fit that, new look. I can kinda make or alter clothes at will. I mean—I'd just, give you money to shop for your own clothes, but my money's still kinda mostly tied up right now..."
The wolf-girl giggled softly, grinning. "Heheh..how 'bout you take me shoppin' anyhow, tomorrow afternoon, say? I can point out what I like best, then you make that happen when we get back. I ain't picky how my duds are made, anyhow."
"That works," the Kitsune nodded. Something about the idea of going out shopping with her cute maid made her feel rather happy all on its own, too...even if they weren't technically buying anything.

Once they were through with their meal, the wolf-girl grabbed the plates and quickly took them over to the sink to clean up. "You just go 'head and relax now, master~," she said cheerfully. "I got a few little things to tidy up, and then maybe I'll take a nice long bath m'self. Ain't had the opportunity in a good while, even if the magic thing went and cleaned me up already."

"Sure. Um, did you already have time to look around the entire house?" she asked, curious.
"Oh, nah. It's just—'sides teachin' me how to take care of the place, I got this sorta sixth sense in my head," Angie explained, pointing at her forehead with an index finger. "I can also turn things on 'r off without needin' to even be near 'em. Watch." She pointed at an adjoining hallway, and the light there turned off and on a few times.
"Cool!" Olivia was sure the detailed description of the glyph's effects had covered this, but it had probably been in the part with more technical language she hadn't fully understood. Either way, it was sort of like her house had one of those 'smart assistant' devices now...who was also a cute wolf-girl.

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After Miles was ambushed by a catgirl and wound up having girls in his room, things seemed to calm down again for a couple of days. It was kind of surreal, after being told that not only was his long-time pet some kind of magically powerful being, but she was also going to turn him into a cute girl like he wanted...for everything to just abruptly go back to normal afterward.

Well, it wasn't entirely like it had been before. He stopped staring at the two of them from a distance, as promised, but they actually came to check up on him at lunch the next day, and Ella at least spared him a hello the day after that. It made him feel...just slightly better, that he'd made a couple of not-hostile acquaintances despite his own crushing failure at going to meet up with them normally. But...

The fact that nothing had happened yet had Miles questioning things more and more. The way things had played out...it wasn't impossible that Ella and Kiara were both playing a trick on him, pretending Beth was some kind of powerful being and that the catgirl could understand her. From every angle he looked at the pretty white cat, she seemed perfectly ordinary to him. He fed her, pet her, and changed her litter, and nothing much else seemed to change.

The main things that lent credence to that whole story were: Kiara had seemed genuinely surprised and confused to have understood the cat. She had meowed back, and Beth had moved and reacted in a way that strongly suggested—to Miles at least—that his pet cat was saying exactly what the catgirl reported her to be saying. It was a little difficult to explain, but—even though he couldn't understand words from Beth's feline sounds, he did feel like he often understood a little of what she was thinking simply from the way she acted. He'd just...known her that long, he guessed.

So: If it was a prank, then either Ella had somehow fooled both him and Kiara, or Beth was in on it. He didn't think there was any way for that first part to be true; while Ella seemed to have some kind of powers she wasn't willing to openly share the nature of, surely they wouldn't result in his own cat acting differently from how she liked to. Plus Ella just didn't seem like that cruel of a person to him, based on everything he knew. And the second was absolutely impossible; Beth would never betray him this way.

As bizarre as it would've sounded to anyone else, Miles knew with absolute certainty that his cat was his friend. Sure, she was a little standoffish as cats were wont to be, but she showed her affection and gratitude often enough for him to know how she really felt. If she'd really said that she'd change him when she felt like it, then she was definitely going to do it. It was just a matter of waiting for her to be in the right mood, right? Besides, maybe she was just covering for needing to build up the energy to make a change so drastic, with her pride making her not want to admit to not even being able to do it right away. To Miles, that sounded very much like something Beth would do.

Through this line of thought, he convinced himself not to worry about it one time after another over those few days. He went to bed that Friday night after convincing himself once again that it could happen any time now. Beth would take good care of him; the timing just needed to be right for her. Maybe tomorrow...