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There she was, waiting in the doorway.

You knew she'd look stunning, but the reality was all that and more. Thick black fur, with white splotches peeking around her sides; tall ears, long hair, slim handpaws, and no clothes. Grinning, showing off her new look, with a frizzy tail that wandered around by itself, twitchy feetpaws, and the satisfaction of seeing your face right then.

"So pleased," she purred, with barely-restrained joy. "I thought it'd feel a little strange being a skunk, but it doesn't. It feels good, and right, and I love it."

Amazing? Unbelievable? It was a little tricky getting your words together. She reached out her arms to invite a hug, and then you cuddled against terribly soft fur, and deep warmth, and there wasn't much more to say.

The Possum Clinic described it as "exploring possibilities." Somewhere in the wide multiverse, there was another you. Most likely, there would be several. Many of them would look very similar to you, but a few would look very different. With the right application of magic and science, you could experience one of those alternatives. In her case, one of her 'possibilities' was to be a spotted skunk. The clinic specialised in this, and particularly its use to explain and treat dysphoria. It was a wonderful time, where people could find and be their best selves.

"I asked about you, too," she said, quietly. "Mm. I could tell you what they said, but I'd rather show you. If you trust me. And if you're up for some fun."

You were already blushing, and at that you let your nose touch hers. Fun would be extremely welcome.

"So go wild. I'm yours," she purred, straight into your ear. And, you did, right there in the doorway; hands brushing her breasts, head leaning down, tongue playing with a teat. Together you began the slow, distracted journey towards the sofa, briefly pinned up to the wall, punctuated by affection; pausing, kissing, fondling. Your fingers rubbing her ears, her tail surrounding your legs.

"I think you could use a drink," she cooed, directing your attention towards her breasts. Kinky, lewd, unexpected; and with her warm scent in the air, you could hardly resist doing as she said. Mmf. Suction, the slight tug of teeth, and a slim stream of skunk milk to wet your tongue. Sweet. Tingly. Shivers, from your chin to your cheeks. Squeaks, as your face pulled forwards, nose coming into view, forming into a short muzzle. Deep breaths. Time to process what just happened.

"Surprise," she grinned. "I brought some magic home with me. You do have an animal side, I figured you wouldn't mind-"

Smooch. Muzzles and noses together, eyes vibrant, happy and warm until she closed them and enjoyed the long, intimate moment with you. All the while, fur swept back over your cheeks, ears felt stretched and pulled up the sides of your head, and the change continued.

"Pretty," she said, breaking the kiss after some time. "You'll look amazing, I'm sure. And I'll tell you the second exciting thing, while you put that muzzle to good use."

Your hands were drawn between her legs, to press against short fur and smooth skin and warm, cosy places. Just a tease, as she invited you there, resting back on the sofa with beckoning paws. Fingers dripped through the fur of your chin, scritched behind your ears to send new sensations down your back, and pulled you into dim, lightly-scented bliss. Licks, and moans, and thoughts full of her; gentle squirms, tail around your tail.

Yes, you had a tail, slowly working its way out of you. Clumsy paws pulled at your clothes, claws caught in the fabric, and she whined at your pausing, but it didn't take long until you were naked too. Eyes trickled up and down the light coat of fur growing in; black, with white splotches, very familiar. Looking up, in fact, you're almost identical. Actually, not even almost. She gave you a knowing grin.

"Wouldn't you know it, turns out where I'm a skunk, you're a skunk. We're twins. So you already know how you're going to look."

Flustered. Awe-struck. Every second brought you closer to perfection, with strong giddy feelings, twitches and swishes, your lips pressed to hers; holding, kissing, changing. Your paws kneaded through her fur, and hers teased you back, trickling up your sides and fondling your breasts, playing with nipples. She even leaned in to give one a nibble and a tug, playing with you until she coaxed out a soft moan, though you weren't milky as she was. Nuzzles wandered down your belly, until your skunk twin returned a previous favour by nudging her nose down between your legs, and letting her tongue explore. Squeaks, and gasps, and huffs, and all manner of noises you just couldn't keep in.

Just like your tail, still growing, bringing new sensations. The shape of your body, to be more like your twin; cuddly, cosy, sweet. Matching eyes, matching paws. Her tongue pressing deep, licking and teasing, fingers helping to keep you squirmy. Two brand new skunk twins. Heat filling you up, from strong to unbearable; of course you came. Not once, but twice. Time seemed a silly afterthought, when you could just feel the pleasure of being a skunk, with your twin inside you. No doubt she'd encourage you back between her legs, with your strong enjoyment only making her more needy as she watched, but these moments of climax were yours. A present from your lover, your twin, your skunk.

-fin