Feral Fantasies Chapter 1
The fox giggled. "looking forward to it."
Jacks regrets
Standing before jack was what he could only describe as a kitsune, a translucent blue vixen with serene eyes of emerald. seven white dots lined each cheek beneath her eyes, glowing like stars in the night sky.
My Guardian Foxgirl
His little fox friend wasn't a fox anymore. so to speak, anyway. now he saw a new form, a fox girl kneeling beside him while gently cradling his thigh to continue licking him.
First Match Back
Ken wriggled his rump up against the hips of the kitsune mounting him, his tails twitching. "win goes to the first to get off?" "we'll see who goes off first, fox."
Consortium 1-2: Chekov's Gun Chapter 3
In fact, the lynx can't even tell any sign of how the kitsune seems to be floating at the moment. he's not wearing a battery and the air doesn't seem to be getting any colder so it can't be sym magic.
Bloodline, Part 1
The young fox looked at me, something between wary and caught out.
Taz And Kyoshi's Life. The True Form of Taz. Chapter 4
Kyoshi started to tell all the words he thought of to describe what he was feeling and started to touch the fox tenderly. "truly happy to be with you." taz was loving his touch. it was sensible and natural.
The Transformation
He looked to see what is a kitsune, and he found this. _'kitsune is an animal supposed to be mysterious, fascinating, and mischievous.
Mirror Fragments
Only her fierce tenacity--this motherly urge to survive-- and my aloof routine, and cryptic hobbies, hold us together we are ephemeral genderlings--kyuubi no kitsune fragments of a psyche, that thirst for love. man and woman, glued together by fox.
chapter 2-Will fox die?
fox jumped away, "damn..." drago stabbed fox and backed away as fox layed on the ground. "fox get up!" leo yelled. fox slowly stood up,and growled. "die drago."
Bound In Beast Flesh -- Accursed Hunter
She gets up on her little, human butt, covered in vulpine tails--those long, tube-like boas, that end so disturbingly in sleek curves of human hair.
Bound In Beast Flesh -- Aperture
Looking up, you stare through your visor at her--the raven-haired gypsy who is a vulpine witch. she nods knowingly. "i see you have met one of ours. steadily, your thoughts will be freed, as theirs, for you bear our blood, stranger." "how... long?"