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Clock was, for once, in his half-wing state around Vita. Instead of being massive, they were far closer to height and size. Hilariously, Vita was actually naturally taller than him like this. It didn't seem to bug him...well, at least no more than being bipedal in any fashion. Currently, she was enjoying the comfort of his more inner sanctum. Gold, gems, and various mysterious artifacts decorated the grandiose bedchambers.....well, as well as a few strange skulls decorating the undercarriage of the surely-too-large bed he was draped on. Vita, had yet to sit down on any of the other assorted chairs, couches, or cushions strewn about. If she was careful not to fall against a pile of gold, an artifact, or a skull, the padding would make injuries hard to suffer.

Again, he'd chuckle and beckon her about the room. "Feel free to get comfortable Vita. I'm not handing over a key to power while you are standing and could run with it. This is just between you and me, and I'd like to keep it that way. Wel, if you've got any ideas rumbling about in your head. I know you've experienced your fair share of my ideas. About time one of my favorite...partners gets a chance at choice."

Vita was a little bit surprised to see how much taller she was than him in this state... nice change of pace, honestly. Made him a little less unbelievably terrifying. Vita soon made herself comfortable on one of the couches, taking great care not to fall onto a pile of gold or one of the skulls... alright, the skulls freaked her out a bit and made her wonder if she'd end up joining that collection at some point. Still, she'd shove that thought aside for now, getting a closer look at Clock's anthro form while she made herself comfortable.

... and then he mentioned being interested in her ideas, or at least willing to try them. Her eyes went cross eyed as she bounced some around in her head. Being human? Nah, done that... male? Too many times, especially with Clock around... being an animal? Hrm... well, she could never get tired of that. Vita bit her lip just a small bit, looking aside. "Well, being a favorite is certainly an honor... didn't know you thought of me that way." She said, before clearing her throat. "Regardless, you remember the time you made me into a male fox? Couldn't hold myself back from poor Emilio there... Regardless, always wondered what it'd be like to be in his place. A yapping little vixen."

Clock didn't choose to wear any sort of clothes as this! He had that ever-convenient genital vent that reptiles possessed, meaning he honestly could be a female dragon and she wouldn't really know. Of course, his masculine features like the sloped back horns, square jaw, and 5 digited foot-talons hinted more to him being male...but those internal testicles were fun! Still, his eyes still possessed the same near-ethereal glow to them as he relaxed on the bed. His blue-furred main gave him an untidy mohawk of hair that went from between his sextuple horns down to the tip of his wagging tail. His wings were sprawled a bit out as he looked quite relaxed, the finer articulations of his contoured wings further exposed like this to betray him as a flight-adept dragon over a magic-adept or a ground-adept......if she knew what those were.

He smirked a bit at her choice, especially at her remembrance of their 'first' encounter. With no increase in the glow from Clock, the cold talon-pendant he'd handed her felt like it fed a bit from that thought. The icy cold spreading up her arms for a moment, letting her see them as dainty paws complete with black 'socks' to complete them...and Clock in a similar boat! Only for a moment though, before the cold retreated back to her hands. The talon was clearly one of Clock's, one that must have regrown at some time. As cold as it felt, there was never any spread of ice or signs of hypothermia.

Sitting up a bit, he gives a rolling chuckle. "Hey, I won't complain! I haven't been anything but a dragon, a half-wing, or a human before. It might be interesting to be something else for once! My one stipulation is I stay male!" He said in a firm tone, as if laying down the law! The good news is, regarding the skulls, most of them were inhuman.....

Vita was a little put off by Clock's lack of clothes, but figured one would probably forget they existed after being on all fours for a long time... much like she did after recovering from the stallion incident. ... and the fox incident. Vita wasn't dressed in anything too fancy, just her standard button-up shirt and pants, still looking a scraggly mess like she always had. Certainly a far less impressive sight than the dragon across from her. She, unfortunately, didn't know too much about draconic biology and operations, being from a world that didn't typically have them.

Regardless, she blinked rapidly as she spotted her hands turning into some cute, dainty little paws... she had to admit, she quite liked that. Biting her lip as the cold retreated, Vita shuddered and looked back over to Clock, leaning back in her seat. "Of course, no worries there... I feel like I might have more control over myself as a female anyhow, turning male always makes me a complete idiot." Vita murmured. "No idea how to control my hormones and such..." She said. "Still, happy to hear you're interested... I'm ready to begin when you are."

Clock was more of a dress-code himself. His silver scales tended to glitter with minute movements in the candle-light. Constant maintenance of oiling, buffing, and coating kept them from being blindingly shiny. Instead, his scales had a soft gloss to them, giving good eye-appeal without the harshness that they started with. This was in contrast to the outer side of his wings, the fine-sizes interlocking scales and membrane made them near-perfect mirrors when unfolded completely....thankfully, that side of his wings laid on the bed, not refracting any lights. She'd have to be blind to not notice the couple searching looks he gave her.

"Oh! Good!" He'd remark with a chuckle as he sat up and tucked his wings to his back. At her question, there was a sharp increase in color from his eyes before she'd notice a cracking across his skin as his outline got a little thinner! Probably some sort of personal barrier? He'd pat the bed next to him and smiled...almost immediately, she could see the fur on his tail-tip begin to soften in color, just a little at a time and the cold sensation on her own body tingle at the back of her skull. She'd feel no changes there, after all, her imagination was fueling this...so where would their changes begin~?

Vita had to admit she quite enjoyed the candlelight... always made things a bit classier. Regardless, she soon shakily slid onto his bed, still seeming a little apprehensive about this whole thing, waiting for the moment he'd inevitably drop a surprise on her... still, it hadn't come yet, maybe she could let her guard down a little. She did seem a bit confused at the cracking sensation, spotting him get a bit thinner... probably a magic barrier. Still, she observed his tail looking a bit lightly, and she'd pat the back of her head in an attempt to feel what changed. ... still, she couldn't tell what it was.

Regardless, Vita, of course, imagined the changes going from the top-down! It made the most sense to her, in a fashion, changing the face and then moving to the rest after the fact.

Clock chuckles softly. He seemed a bit disheveled though as his horns began to rewind as she watched. Tucking back as they got smaller by the second. His hands moved up to feel at them as they retreated and the ice-blue fur on his head began to shorten as well. He seemed a little more upset by this than he expected. "Eh...forgot that part of changing...means I'm going to lose my wings for a while as well..." He said a bit glumly. "Beh...I'll be fine." He grumped a bit. He'd give her a bit more 'room to sit' which seemed a bit silly with how huge the bed was.

Feeling the back of her head wouldn't reveal anything of note under her mane of carrot-colored hair! All the fun changes were happening with her cup-like ears shrinking and sharpening! The back of her head just felt cold as it fed her ideas into the changes they'd both be feeling! The sensation coming across as a subtle pressure on her ears, as if someone's hands were closed around them and rubbing them. Her soft fuzz enjoying a soft 'puff' of fur increase. The rust-colored fur overtaking the internal component of her more triangle-shaped ears, while her black fuzz thickening further on the back of her ears! THe back of her neck would give a secondary chill as her similarly thinning hair exposed her bare neck!

"Foxes are certainly not a bad choice. Something comfortable.." He'd trail off before he groaned. "Please tell me you didn't mean /anthro/ foxes?"

Vita shuddered just a slight bit, gritting her teeth as she felt her ears being toyed with... at least, that's what it felt like. Either way she could hardly complain, a dim-witted smile on her muzzle as she scratched her rust-colored ears, patting her neck a bit as it seemed... well, bare! A bit bizarre, but she could manage. Soon she looked back to her changing partner for the night, chuffing lightly. "Indeed you will! ... just don't go trying to fly and I think you'll be fine." Vita muttered. "Reminds me of the time I tried to put in horseshoes while I was human..."

Vita visibly winced at that recollection, before tilting her head at the mention of anthro foxes. "Eh? Oh, no, of course not... I'm practically a fox's cousin anyways, making me an anthro one of those would hardly be a change at all." She said, giving her finger a brief snap.

Clock tilted his head a bit, a funny sight with his own elongated draconic ears shortening to 1/3 their size and relocating to the empty space where his horns once rested. The little triangles sported a white inner fluff, with black markings along the back, with a rusty red edge on the outside of the opened pyramids. He also winced at the sound of that story, ears pinned back a moment. "Oh....ouch. Yeah. Nothing so bad as that on my end....luckily."

His 'mane' was short enough to be a close buzz-cut at this point, with the silver of his scales deteriorating into more hairs of fine orange-red hair. It spread near-evenly down the front of his head, and down the back, making him go cross-eyed as it began to spread down his snout.....much the same as it was doing with her as she could see the bright-by contrast fur fluff in her vision in comparison to the black fuzz she'd sported prior! It seems their changes were mirroring...down to the compression in her snout...her jaws aching as they prepared to become tighter, pointer vulpine counterparts.

Clock grunted as his snout began to point. "Hefattth...ugh.." He'd remark trying to talk as a very slender tongue was changing into a broader tongue, complete with a rough back to hold down small prey that might have been eaten whole..while for her, the weight of her elongated fangs would begin to lessen...leaving her lower jaw a bit unstimulated from the lack of an overbite from her fangs!

Vita was glad the horns wouldn't be an impalement hazard anymore, at least! She was fine with that. Vita snrked just a bit as she recalled the horseshoes incident, though. "Oh, yeah, woke everyone in my house up real good." Vita said, observing his mane progressively shrink away, blinking rapidly as her fur fluffs up pleasantly, before going a bit cross eyed from the snout compression... gaaaah, that felt weird! Still, at least it was over quickly, and after tripping over her own words for a moment, she stuck her tongue out, realizing she didn't have her fangs anymore.

"You don't realize how much you miss your overbite until it leaves you, you know that?" She murmurs out, stroking her vulpine visage thoughtfully.

Clock under her stroking fingers, she felt the fur fluff up just a little bit more under her stroking fingers about her cheeks. The tingling wet-warmth of her flushing canine-nostrils at the tip of her new muzzle. Clock sneezed out his own forming nostrils, covering with his arm as he grumps before smirking. As she slipped her tongue out, he leaned over and licked her cheek fluff once with a chuckle. "I can't say I do, but I already miss the weight of my horns....my head feels too light." He said, shaking his nearly-completely vulpine head.

Instead of retaining any of her hair, all of it would shrink away into just a usual dusting of a vixen...which she was definitely becoming! As her fur spread down her neck, the first streak of white broke off from the rustic coloring that surrounded it. As the spreading fur reached her torso, and spread beneath her button-up, her upper buttons would strain a bit as the fuzz on her chest would fluff out from between her breasts. Her winter pelt accentuating that area and peeking through the buttons. Clock would chuckle softly and poke the fluffy section of her shirt. "Ah, love that part of vixens~!" He'd remark, his own chest-fluff less pronounced.

Vita muttered with admiration... well, that fluff felt quite lovely, she had to admit. Sniffing the air confirmed her nose was a lot more sensitive, and she damn near would've blushed from that lick to the cheek if she was capable of doing such. "It's like that, but on a lesser scale, I suppose." Vita said, going a little cross eyed from the loss of her mane... welp, she should've expected it, really. Vita looked down to see her developing chest-fluff, grinning with delight... she always loved having a set of that, starting to unbutton her shirt as she knew that it'd be impossible to do so once the changes hit her hands.

"Certainly a favorite of mine as well! Son of mine's got some vixen-esque chest fluff as well, don't know where he got it from."

Clock didn't give another lick to her cheek, as he didn't get the reaction he wanted! Not that he really would have thanks to their changing physiology. He is still a bit sad that he didn't get a blush though. He'd lay back a bit, not taking off any of his own clothes...because he wasn't wearing any! Instead, he wiggled uncomfortably on the bed as his wings began to shrink and he pouted. The exchange was clearly making him uncomfortable, but it did give her a nice scale for what he was feeling. She watched his white strip outlining his chest the fur overtook the scaling on his torso. A burnished orange to his own pelt, while hers was more of a rusty orange in color. Save for the white stripes going down the front of their torsos, their changes were otherwise similar, but different.

After all, she was sure the hot points of pleasure budding down her torso, just barely hidden by her fur in parallel, symmetrical lines was not something he'd be sharing. The exciting burn was in direct relation to the two points topping her breasts, leaving her with four total~. Though, now she could see and feel her reddish fur spreading down her biceps, she saw Clock pouting, mumbling something about his wings.

Vita was certainly blushing! ... just under all that fur where it was hard to see. Regardless, she snrked just a small bit, giving her tail a swing. "You uncomfortable? Could've kept the change to just me." She snickered out, just about to comment on his vanishing wings before she bit her lip harshly, letting out a gasp... oh, well then! She didn't expect an extra set of breasts popping up, but she would hardly complain. After kicking her pants and panties off, Vita elected to feel up her new, budding set while she glanced back over at Clock. "Come on, it's not all bad! At least you've got some vixen-ish eye candy to look at."

Clock pouts at her! He shakes his head with a huff. "Nah, if it was just you, then it wouldn't really be much of a team-building thing." He said, obviously still choosing to be pouty. That is, until she gave a soft gasp and began to feel herself up! His ears gave a bit of a flick as he very pointedly watched her for a bit. No outward signs of him thoroughly enjoying it, but he did give his muzzle a lick after a moment and sat back up. His back showing nothing but smooth, fluffy fox fur. His wings having completely wilted away. Not that he was focused on that. "She is quite the candy, and putting on a show too~?" He teased, wiggling himself juuuust a little closer on the bed. Enough that his wagging tail can brush against hers every so often.

At about this time, the changes would reach the pelvis on both of them. Clock would shift a bit uncomfortably as he underwent some more...fun changes. First was the fact his wagging tail began to become more uniformly slender, all before the tail-tube would begin to puff with the new pelt of fur. For her, she'd be growing her coccyx out into a full set of coccygeal vertebrae that slip free from her! Her old 'tail' paled in comparison as she felt her spine crawling ever longer into her own fuzzy tube of flesh, before hers would puff out into a darker, fluffier version of a similar tail to Clock's new one. She'd quickly find Clock combing his fingers through the fuzz as it finished, seeing if the tail pulls away or not.

Clock All at the same time, the fur would encroach over the somewhat foxes, the changes to their pelvises continuing with Clock's internal bits slipping free of his sealing genital vent! In similar form, she could feel a soft warmth in her lower abdomen as the ovum she carried were altered into those of a normal, unextraordinary vixen's. It would be a matter of moments before the todd next to her was sporting a black-furred sheath, framed by his own white fluff~. His red rocket only poking a bit from the opening of his sheath as he smiled at her, making sure to take a deep breath and lean in a bit. "You don't smell bad either~." He'd muse out.

On their arms, the fur was just now reaching their wrists, their forearms having been 'dyed' a rich black and forming the start of their 'socks' What neither of them probably noticed, is that the room was just...a tad bit bigger. They hadn't even lost a full inch of height, but they had only just begun!

Vita rolled her shoulders a moment. "... team-building? What, you planning on having me help you around here more?" She asked, before blanching, remembering the indeterminate amount of time she spent as a mindless stallion stud. She winced just a tad before shaking her head, getting a look at his now-visible length, slowly leaning forward as her tail gloriously fluffed out behind her, now far more sturdy and impressive than just the standard horse-tail. She swung it around behind her, grinning with delight before paying attention to Clock again, taking a sniff of the air as she drew closer. "... Mrph, neither do you... damned animal instincts." She murmured, electing to stay on her hands and knees for now, wriggling her arms as she realized that at least her forearms would stay black.

... wait, was she getting shorter? Nevermind, not like that was a bad thing.

Clock gave a soft chuckle and a nod. "Not more, per say. Just letting you have more of a say if you do want to stick around." He'd say, a slight rolling of the tongue slipping into his speech as he leaned in to match her. He wasn't afraid to slip that damp nose of his into the warm fluff of her cheek in a soft nuzzle. He was still in a sitting position, doing wonders for her view of a little more pointed pecker poking free from her proximity. They didn't have much more to go now. Cramping hands would greet both of them in the change's way of announcing the raised surfaces of their paw-pads. Clock's pointed, curved claws shrunk down to manageable points. Vita's finger-tips would begin to grow out their own off-white caps from the tips. Painless in comparison to the subtle sore ache of her legs as her fur spread to her thighs and ever lower~.

There was something to those instincts though, especially with how handsome Clock was turning out! It wasn't like she was becoming some dumb vixen, right? Clock's changes were going to be the same and he wouldn't let himself become that....or...would he? He was being pretty insistent and slipping in play-mate nips amidst his nuzzling along her cheeks...and their was that warm comfort settling into the back of her mind....

They were definitely getting smaller though. Not in the way that 'oh gosh, everything so big!'....but the fact that Clock and her heights now matched as the last sections of their changes began...her hands already felt a bit stiff...her fingers growing closer together...and feeling just a bit stubbier than they were a moment ago..

Vita let out a slight sigh of relief. "That's good, at least... I imagine I'll end up here every so often still." She murmured, having a little difficulty talking, especially once he started nuzzling into her, giving her a nice view of his length while her hands cramped... man, it was getting hard to think. Her tail wriggled about excitedly, anticipation outweighing all the pain and discomfort her legs and hands were providing her.

Still, she couldn't tell if all that lust was just from being pent up or animal instincts... it's not like he'd let himself fall into that, right? Vita shrugged, he was acting kind of like one, plus she started feeling increasingly hazy in the back of her head...

What was so wrong about giving in, though? Just a bit of mindless fun was all it was. Vita growled lustily, gently nibbling at Clock's ears while she rubbed up against him, hands becoming increasingly ineffective at anything short of walking on the ground... on the bright side, at least she wasn't significantly bigger than him anymore, which meant mounting, whenever it occurred, would be easier.

Clock wouldn't afford her much time to get very distracted with thinking, mostly due to her entreating him to the same. His own paws, as that was the correct name for them with the soft pop from their wrists rendered them as such, he'd lean on the weight and roll a bit more onto the bed. He gave a soft yip as she nibbled at his ears, the little triangle flicking in protest while nibbles aimed along her jawline and chin as his own lustful rumblings ignited. His tongue slipped into the air to pant a bit as he rolled more onto the bed with her as she rubbed on him.

Her legs began to feel quite cramped, and when it started to feel like they were being scrunched up, she'd find instant relief as she stretched a leg out behind her, a soft chorus of pops relieving some of the tension as the leg structure changed a bit....a switch to doing that with the other leg gave the same result as the orientation of her legs changed and her hooves broke apart to let her nerve-connecting hindpaws break free. Another stretch further adjusted the orientation and shrunk the leg further. Two more stretches of each leg and she was able to stand comfortably again, much like the todd brushing his tail under her chin as he circled behind her to sniff under her tail~. Her hips and back still hurt, as her chest was still too narrow for her full four-legged stance, and her hips had yet to pop into place....not to mention her neck and vulva...but they were close~.

She felt like she was forgetting something important though. As if there was something she and this todd had to do after.....before? Her head felt really warm, both in a very nice way it was bound to do with a todd testing her and courting her...but also like she was losing something unimportant a little at a time.

Vita had barely been aware that her higher order mammal instincts kept her tail from beckoning in the todd circling her, nipping and nose-brushing at her trailing tail-tip. That unconscious settling as her wishes to have truly mindless animalistic fun was winning over as she'd kink her tail to one side. Almost immediately she'd feel his muzzle bump-brushing at her tail, and lower still before bold tongue tracked over her vulpine heat. She wasn't really in heat, but it didn't stop him from enticing her further as he nestled in.

An unmistakably foxy forepaw tucked atop her, testing to see if she held firm. Once she had, the other joined the first, nestling himself against her hips irresistible close! It was hard for a fox to miss like this, after all! She'd naturally incline herself down as he felt this mating fox into her. His short-bestial thrusts letting her invite that dull warmth into her mind.

Vita wasn't a word either fox would recognize, nor would any common word. They understood each other though, in the throes of a delightful mating. With their pleased movements, neither would think to keep the icy blue claw close. The tigress came upon them in their freshly mated and tired state, looking for her master, but would easily pluck the foxes to put in one of the pens! Their first mating wouldn't bear fruit, but soon enough the vixen would be rearing kits.

Only upon their second litter did the todd show hesitation to his mate, the inkling that something wasn't quite right leaked in, this happened a little at a time until he had enough sense to change himself back! Only once the second batch of kits was let into the wild was Vita returned to her previous form. He wouldn't tell her of the kit he'd chosen to keep. The one that didn't behave at all like the others, she showed an unnatural intelligence, calmness, and understanding than the other feral vixens had shown. He was eager to see what became of her as she grew older.