Vixen Society
Cycle 16
“Um...”
After their...evening together, Dennis had promised Tory a date, but
it had still felt a little strange for him to get a call from her
asking if they could meet for dinner tonight. And even now, sitting
across from her in a restaurant, both of them in casual wear, it felt
a little strange. Did a woman that beautiful really like him?
“Pffheehee,”
she giggled in response to his hesitation. “You don't need to be
nervous, it's still just me! Anyway, we've been in a much more
compromising position than across from each other at a table,
riiight?”
“Uh, y-yeah. Heh,” he half-chuckled at himself in agreement. “I guess...you really like being a girl, huh?”
“Yeah! It was kind of a surprise when it started happening...but it just kinda clicked before I'd even finished. I guess..once I was female, my own magic kicked in or whatever? So, I wound up looking even more like I wanted to than I otherwise would've. And knowing I have magic is amazing!”
“Uh, y-yeah. Heh,” he half-chuckled at himself in agreement. “I guess...you really like being a girl, huh?”
“Yeah! It was kind of a surprise when it started happening...but it just kinda clicked before I'd even finished. I guess..once I was female, my own magic kicked in or whatever? So, I wound up looking even more like I wanted to than I otherwise would've. And knowing I have magic is amazing!”
“Oh,
right—did Stephen text you or something? He was bugging me about,
uh..how I didn't want to stay a dog girl right away.”
“Mm-hm! We'll meet up tomorrow at my place,” she said. “I hope you're not jealous—I'm not really interested in him, to be honest. Beyond having a good test subject..heheheh....”
“Y-you sound a little scary saying that,” Dennis said. “But I guess it's just what he's asking for.”
“Mm-hm! We'll meet up tomorrow at my place,” she said. “I hope you're not jealous—I'm not really interested in him, to be honest. Beyond having a good test subject..heheheh....”
“Y-you sound a little scary saying that,” Dennis said. “But I guess it's just what he's asking for.”
“Yep!
If he...rather, if she doesn't like her looks, I can probably
fix whatever. But I can't really be blamed if my first try doesn't
go perfectly,” she said with a faux-innocent tone. “Anyway...”
Tory
leaned in a little bit—grinning, blushing, with her ears down
slightly and her tail wagging...This expression made Dennis instantly
feel positively helpless. “You'll let me try a few things out on
you too, riight? Later on, I mean.”
It took a lot of willpower to not just say 'yes'. “Uh—we'll see. You, uh..what happened the other night makes a convincing argument for b-being a dog girl some of the time anyway.”
“Heheh, yeah! Joooiiin the dark side,” she said teasingly, sitting up again. “Honestly, I dunno if I'd want to keep you that way forever if it was all up to me. You're really cute as a guy too...I like it in a different way, if that makes any sense, and I wouldn't wanna miss out.”
“Um, thanks,” he half-mumbled, not sure what to do with the compliment. “You're uh..well, you don't need me to tell you how amazing you look, right?”
“Awwh, go ahead and try anyway~,” she said, grinning.
It took a lot of willpower to not just say 'yes'. “Uh—we'll see. You, uh..what happened the other night makes a convincing argument for b-being a dog girl some of the time anyway.”
“Heheh, yeah! Joooiiin the dark side,” she said teasingly, sitting up again. “Honestly, I dunno if I'd want to keep you that way forever if it was all up to me. You're really cute as a guy too...I like it in a different way, if that makes any sense, and I wouldn't wanna miss out.”
“Um, thanks,” he half-mumbled, not sure what to do with the compliment. “You're uh..well, you don't need me to tell you how amazing you look, right?”
“Awwh, go ahead and try anyway~,” she said, grinning.
The rest
of the date went a lot like that, the conversation swinging back and
forth between normal things they might've talked about as friends and
flirting...well, mostly her flirting with him, but she seemed to like
how it flustered him, and how he awkwardly fumbled half of his
already-scarce attempts to return the gesture. They got along really
well as, perhaps, potential romantic partners. Actually, the way Tory
was acting made Dennis feel like a big part of her thought she was
his girlfriend already, and he found it hard to disabuse her of the
notion.
Before
too long, the dinner was over. They'd agreed beforehand to go
dutch—since Tory wasn't particularly used the idea of being paid
for and this was kind of a 'trial run'—so there was no need for
discussion there. Then they walked out to the restaurant parking lot,
and she gestured for him to follow over to the side of the building,
stopping to turn around once they were there.
The big,
curvy wolf-girl looked slightly nervous; even that much seemed
like an unnatural expression for her, but...it was kind of cute.
“Uhm..I'd do this at someone's doorstep, but we both drove, soo...I
had a great time!” she said, grinning. “Would you mind...just a
little kiss, maybe?”
“Oh.
Uh, no—not at all,” he said.
“Great~!” Spreading her arms, she immediately pushed herself on him in a close embrace—a gesture he returned as if by instinct, pulling his arms around her. Her face was close enough for him to feel her breath for a moment, her blushing face and bright golden eyes taking up most of his view. And then, of course, she went in for the kiss.
“Great~!” Spreading her arms, she immediately pushed herself on him in a close embrace—a gesture he returned as if by instinct, pulling his arms around her. Her face was close enough for him to feel her breath for a moment, her blushing face and bright golden eyes taking up most of his view. And then, of course, she went in for the kiss.
“Mm~mmh...”
While Tory had proposed a 'little' kiss, she lacked the restraint to
leave it at that. Instead she kissed him aggressively and
passionately, like they were a married couple who weren't going to
see each other for a year. Dennis...didn't have any complaints about
this, instead giving as good as he was getting, keeping one of his
hands on the back of her head to push her into him until they both
started to run out of breath.
Their
embrace continued, their faces only a few inches apart, after the
kiss. Tory was panting rapidly and blushing much brighter than
before, a slightly shy grin on her lips. “N..not bad...hehehe!”
she giggled giddily. “Um...hffh..a-another?”
“Fine,
just...one more,” he said, feeling considerably more conscious of
their somewhat public location than she seemed to.
After
waiting a few more seconds for both of them to catch their breath, he
pushed his lips onto hers for a second kiss, and found this one a
little different from the first. It was no less enjoyable, certainly,
but where Tory had pushed herself onto him aggressively before, she
instead seemed submissive to his advance this time, maybe even
a little shy. Also, somewhere in the second half, he could feel a
slightly familiar tingling and stretching across his ears...followed
soon after by a steady push from about the base of his spine, a new
appendage tingling sharply as it quickly grew longer and fluffier.
Dennis
released the wolf-girl a second time, and found his breath coming in
and out as rapidly as hers had before—and now was again. As she
started to catch her breath, she muttered, “Uh—s, sorry...my
magic kinda...leaked?”
So,
she'd given him some canine traits similar to the girl-form from the
other night—but left the rest of him alone. “Um..it's alright.”
“You
wanna, um. I can undo that,” she said.
“No,
no. Uh..I guess I should try to get people used to seeing me with a
tail anyway. It's..less of a shock than if I walked into work a girl,
at least.”
“Oh.
Y-you, uh, you like it?”
“Well.
I never said I didn't,” he said. “Anyway, I'm sure you
like me better this way, right? So if we're gonna keep
dating...”
“H-heheh...” she giggled softly, blushing and smiling happily at the prospect.
“H-heheh...” she giggled softly, blushing and smiling happily at the prospect.
They
finally peeled apart, although they remained standing very close for
a moment longer. “Although—don't feel like you have to be
part-dog, you know, just for my sake,” she said.
“No,
I'll ask you to change me back if I hate it,” he said. “But a
couple of days' trial run, you know, 'till our next date, doesn't
sound too bad.”
“Oh? Heheh...our next date?” she asked, and he nodded.
“Oh? Heheh...our next date?” she asked, and he nodded.
Putting
a hand up to ruffle the top of her head (and a little bit of her
ears), Dennis said, “See you next time.”
“Rr~rfh! Uh, y-yeah! You too!”
“Rr~rfh! Uh, y-yeah! You too!”
Like any
college student, Miles generally liked to sleep in on Saturday
mornings. This usually suited his pet feline just fine; if anything,
Beth seemed irritated when he had to get up particularly early for a
class and disturbed her beauty sleep by the mere act of getting
himself up and ready to go. So, when he found himself partially awake
a bit before sunrise out of habit, and so turned onto his side,
stirring only slightly before drifting off again, this was perfectly
normal.
However,
after the sun was midway through its rise—still well ahead of when
Miles would normally get up on a day like today—he was awakened
again by external stimuli: Specifically, an impatient high-pitched
mewing, and then prodding at his face. "Mnuh..?" He blinked
his eyes open in a still-half-asleep confusion to find Beth sitting
up on the pillow in front of him, her tail flicking back and forth
impatiently behind her. At first he thought that she was framed by
the light of the rising sun in the window, but the warmth of the sun
was behind him, so that couldn't be right. No—Beth herself
was emitting that light, a halo of a bright white glow surrounding
her.
Seeing
that he was more or less conscious by this point, she meowed
impatiently again, holding out her right forepaw toward him. "Uh..?"
he sort of half-mumbled at first, still confused, then "..Oh!
It's—you're..i-it's time?!" Miles's cat answered only by
placing her paw gently on his forehead, which seemed to cause the
glow surrounding her to suddenly flow itself in toward the paw—toward
him—brightening into an almost-blinding flash and a sudden
rush of warmth spreading rapidly into his body, from the point of
contact outward.
"Oh..w-wow...it's...aaah...!"
As the warmth reached as far as his toes, it was accompanied by a
sudden sensation of pressure, like invisible hands pushing and
massaging Miles's entire body. The effect was immediate and drastic,
his body compressing inward, shrinking shorter and slimmer all at
once! "Aa~aa~aahh...!" This also brought on a rapid shift
of his voice, driving its pitch rapidly higher and higher.
A soft,
boyish gasp drew air into his lips then, as he felt a sharp tingling
all across his body making him shiver. In an instant, Miles found
himself feeling light and soft all over, every trace of roughness and
hardness quickly vanishing away. "Ooh, oo~ooh..!" As his
voice drifted up into the feminine range, the tingling seemed to fade
off everywhere except for his scalp and...down between his legs. The
former sensation was joined by the feeling of soft hairs quickly
spreading their way out across his head and neck, while the latter
brought on a strange tugging, slipping sensation that could only be
the rapid withdrawal of his manhood away, in preparation for it to be
replaced with what he'd asked to get down there...!
"Aa~ah,
aa~aAAAah...!" The small, soft boy found himself squirming and
thrashing in place as his manhood steadily melted away, his voice
settling up into a cute, lower soprano tone. Then, finally, he let
out a breathy "Aa~aahhnnn..!" as it vanished completely,
and then womanhood quickly settled into all the right places to give
her a taste of girlish pleasure.
In
between gasping for breath, the new girl let out a soft, high
"Ha~aah..." as she felt her hips and thighs gently pressing
outward, giving her some nice, girly curves down there. "Hff,
hff...wah, woo~oowwh...!" Her chest was next, tingling sharply
and making her new girly parts tingle too!
Her face
was burning up with a blush as she welcomed the steady push of growth
from around her nipples, raising a pair of small breasts up into
place and then quickly filling them out, brushing new, sensitive skin
across the soft material of her tank top. "Mmn~nh..aa~aah...ooo~ooh,
y-yeeaa~aaah...!" she murmured helplessly, squirming again, as
the steady growth and all the sensations that came with it treated
her to another wave of feminine pleasure. Miles could feel the sense
of warmth, lightness and softness settling deeper and deeper into her
very being, making her feel cute and girly down to her very core. It
was...wonderful! Far better than anything she'd ever imagined it
could be!
With
that last bit done, the transformation came to a close—under a
minute having passed. The new girl was left lying there, panting
softly, for a moment or so more, until she realized that her cute
little kitty was still sitting there expectantly in front of her.
"Heheheh~!" The next thing to come out of her lips then was
an adorable giggle, as she reached over and pulled Beth into a tight
hug, rubbing her cheek against the white cat's muzzle and ignoring a
protesting meow, knowing full well that she was enjoying the
attention. She turned over onto her back, lifting the feline up over
her head briefly and grinning up at her. "Whoooo's the best
kitty in the whole wide world?" she sang happily. "It's
Beth~!" After that, she finally turned onto the other side and
gently set her pet down. Beth made another faux-angry meow at her,
but stayed there rather than jumping away, letting Miles sit up and
stroke her from ears to tail several times.
Somewhere
during all of that—probably while other things had her
attention—Miles's clothes had been altered to fit her. Her boxers
had turned into some tight, light-blue gym shorts; her tank top had
shrunk so much that it didn't really do a good job of covering her
belly, and exposed some cleavage and a bit of the sides of her
impressive bust. And, for some reason, a long-sleeved soft jacket in
the same color as the shorts had appeared over that. Her hair, she
observed as she reached her non-cat-petting hand up to brush through
it a little bit, had changed color to a pure, snowy white, just like
Beth's fur. Her face was soft and smooth now, too, of course, the
scars completely gone.
Laughing
happily again after that, Miles fell back onto the bed and reached a
hand across at her nightstand to get her phone. There was, of course,
someone who needed to know this had happened! ...Come to think of it,
there were actually several people, but there was someone she
wanted to tell first.
She sent
this text to Kiara: Guess whose kitty just made her a cute girl?!
As she lay there
waiting for a reply, Beth reached out a paw and gently prodded her
arm.
"Gawwh,
you still want more?"
Miles sat halfway up to rub Beth's ears a bit. "Or is it just
time for me to feed you, huh?" She got an affirmative-sounding
meow from that, so it seemed it was time for the new girl to hop up
out of bed and show her appreciation the same way she always did:
Attention, affection, and food.
Angie was as
helpful as Olivia could ever have hoped for when it came to pointing
out opportunities to play little tricks. She really did just point
most of the time, not even needing to say anything for the Kitsune to
see what she did in a situation—or at least to see something
she could do for a harmless prank, anyway. The wolf-girl was full of
energy, too, easily keeping pace with the taller vixen despite their
difference in height, and occasionally even ran ahead of her.
She was also
adorable in just about everything she tried on, too. Olivia
often had a hard time coming up with words beyond the likes of 'cute'
or 'looks great' when Angie asked her opinion of an outfit, but her
little maid seemed to happily blush in response to the compliments
anyway. She seemed eager to try on a wide variety of outfits, from
some more tomboyish things like what she'd already been wearing to
the frilliest, girliest of dresses. It seemed she was eager to try
out everything she could with her new form, and Olivia enjoyed
watching her experience it all too—plus the show of the cute
wolf-girl in all those outfits! She made a sort of mental note of
each outfit Angie said was a 'keeper', in preparation to make copies
of them all back at their house.
Their house? Her
house, technically...but it felt more like 'theirs'.
There were also a
few times Angie pointed out an outfit she wanted not for herself, but
for the vixen instead, commenting how good she thought Olivia would
look in it. The Kitsune couldn't resist the wolf-girl's big cute
eyes, and tried on each one, making mental notes of them too.
She..wasn't so much into wearing anything even approaching a skirt,
but the way Angie looked up at her and grinned when she tried on a
couple of the dresses she'd suggested made her willing to make a few
exceptions.
In what seemed like
no time at all, it was past noon, and both of them were hungry for
lunch. Not that Angie complained, but the fox ears could easily hear
her stomach growling as they walked out of their last clothing store
of the day. "Hey. You uh, wanna go someplace to eat?"
Olivia offered.
"That in the
budget?" Angie asked, tilting her head slightly. "We still
got a few groceries to pick up, remember."
"Well—sure! We don't have to go anywhere fancy anyway," she shrugged.
"Well—sure! We don't have to go anywhere fancy anyway," she shrugged.
"A'right
then," Angie nodded, a small smile appearing on her face. "Lead
the way, master~," she added—the last word quiet enough that
only Olivia's ears could really hear it.
"H-heheh.." The Kitsune giggled softly, and went looking for somewhere nearby where they could sit and eat.
"H-heheh.." The Kitsune giggled softly, and went looking for somewhere nearby where they could sit and eat.
They sat across
from each other after ordering at the counter, and for a minute or so
Angie leaned forward, her hands on her cheeks and her elbows on the
table, with the most adorable grin and her tail gently wagging
behind her. After that, she sat up, her face taking on a more serious
expression. "Miss Olivia..."
"Hmn?"
"You do know, under all this fluff and cuteness, I'm the same old man as ever, eh?"
"You do know, under all this fluff and cuteness, I'm the same old man as ever, eh?"
"Yeah, I know
that. What do you mean?"
"Just—eh,
don't get me wrong. I really appreciate the new looks! I've never
imagined myself 'cute' before, but I'm getting used to it awful
quick. And, it ain't escaped my notice the way you blush a little bit
sometimes..."
"Well—yeah! You're really cute!" Olivia said.
"Well—yeah! You're really cute!" Olivia said.
"It don't bother you I'm still the same old Angus inside, though?"
"Why would that bother me? It's, what I like most," she said.
"Oh..?"
The wolf-girl unexpectedly blushed at this. "R-really, now?"
"I mean
uh—your, personality, and who you are..is, why I wanted to hang out
with you in the first place. Enough to, hire you and stuff. Um...I
admit seeing you as a cute wolf-girl makes me feel...different, a
little bit, but I still mostly like you for the same exact reasons as
before. Among all those other things, you're really good at
helping me, uh, 'be a Kitsune'? I mean..you're good at spotting
opportunities that I don't. And coming up with ideas, and stuff."
"H-heheh..."
Angie's blush remained, joined by a bright grin, and her tail went
into overdrive for a moment. She seemed to need to make an effort to
calm down.
"Oh, pardon
me. It's just—hearing you really like me that much makes me
a little bit giddy. I ain't used to it at all...don't think I'd feel
like this as an old man at all. A-and here I was sayin' I was just
the same."
"Well, you are
physically younger," Olivia said. "N-not to mention, uh,
female hormones instead of male ones, or whatever?"
"Sure...well, whatever the reason, I'm just happy you like me," she said, smiling brightly. "Pretty sure I like you just as much."
"Sure...well, whatever the reason, I'm just happy you like me," she said, smiling brightly. "Pretty sure I like you just as much."
"Hmmh..."
It seemed to be Olivia's turn to smile and blush.
Life was going
pretty well for Vincent lately. It hadn't been going all that poorly
before, but it felt a little bit like she'd lacked some perspective
necessary to realize that. And now, while she was no less of a cynic
than before, something about becoming a Kitsune and coming to like
Luca the way she did...really had improved her mood quite a
bit.
It had only taken a
few days for them to mostly unpack the catboy's belongings, but not
long afterward he'd let slip to his parents that he'd moved in with
someone...and so they started bugging him to propose to her. Vincent
hadn't really thought about things in terms of a wedding...and was
still turning Luca into a girl every night anyway. It felt like...the
end result would be nice, but the process was going to be a pain. So
she told him to say he'd already proposed, and they were still
'figuring things out' otherwise. His parents were still calling him
almost every other day so far...but maybe they'd been in the habit of
doing that before.
Around a week after
the move, they were just sitting across from each other having a
supper made by a catgirl Luca, and she was talking about how her day
had gone. "..Oh, yeah, and Ryker's started complaining about
some guy bugging her at the gym..."
"What, like, harassing her?"
"What, like, harassing her?"
Luca shrugged. "I
didn't really ask for details? She totally said something about guys
flirting with her like a day or two after being a girl, but I guess
this one's just a little more persistent."
The fox-girl got an
image in her head..an idea, all at once. It didn't particularly
matter how severe this person's offense was—her idea would work,
and would be pretty funny, regardless. She could easily tune the
level of cruelty to match how awful of a person they were dealing
with, anyway.
"Uh...are you
okay? You've got a...kinda scary look on your face."
"I'm perfectly fine," Vincent said, smiling. Luca's reaction suggested that she'd already been smiling, and that said smile was the 'scary look'. "I was just wondering..do you know what gym Ryker goes to?"
"I'm perfectly fine," Vincent said, smiling. Luca's reaction suggested that she'd already been smiling, and that said smile was the 'scary look'. "I was just wondering..do you know what gym Ryker goes to?"
"Yeah? Pretty
sure it's, like, the one right across the street from where we work.
But, seriously, what's with the look?"
"Nothing to worry about—I just, thought it might be fun to help her out a little bit."
"Nothing to worry about—I just, thought it might be fun to help her out a little bit."
"I dunno if I
can really worry less after hearing that..."
"I'll bring you along to see what I do. As long as you can keep quiet, at least."
"I'll bring you along to see what I do. As long as you can keep quiet, at least."
"Promise I
can!"
Pics?
Kiera only had to
wait a few minutes for a reply. A few selfies came through of a
smiling, white-haired girl's cute face, then one a little farther out
to show her upper body, and finally one showing probably as much of
herself as she could manage to get using the bathroom mirror. The
Neko spent a couple of minutes looking at the pictures before her
roommate interrupted.
"Hey,
what're you blushing at?"
"Huh? I-I'm not blushing! Just—here." She shoved her phone at Ella. "Miles's magical cat or whatever picked today to transform her. Him. Him into her."
"Oh wow, that's a pretty huge change! I guess we're not ones to talk, though."
"Yeah...she's really cute, right?"
"Eeeh. I mean—cute, sure. Doesn't seem that much better than you or me to me though. Oh wait, is thaa~at why you were staring so hard earlier?"
"Huh? I-I'm not blushing! Just—here." She shoved her phone at Ella. "Miles's magical cat or whatever picked today to transform her. Him. Him into her."
"Oh wow, that's a pretty huge change! I guess we're not ones to talk, though."
"Yeah...she's really cute, right?"
"Eeeh. I mean—cute, sure. Doesn't seem that much better than you or me to me though. Oh wait, is thaa~at why you were staring so hard earlier?"
"I
wasn't staring that hard! Just—trying to get a good look."
Kiera tried to get her phone back, and Ella played keep-away with it
only briefly before the catgirl managed to fake her out and swipe it.
"Someone's gonna
have to help her pick out new clothes, after all—so, I was trying
to guess some sizes!"
"Yeah, sure.
Sizes. Like the size of her eyes on that pic of just her face."
"Whatever.
You coming or not?"
"Sure. Maybe you two need a chaperone~."
"Do not!"
"Sure. Maybe you two need a chaperone~."
"Do not!"
And
the Neko sent back a reply: guessing your old clothes dont
fit now. so, shopping trip?
aack I didn't even think of that!
PLZ @_@
The first three sections of this were sitting around, completely written, for a truly absurd length of time. It took some serious brainstorming and a bit of restructuring to get to where I felt like I had a good way to fill in the remaining two sections. I'm reasonably hopeful that the next part of this won't take so long to get going.
