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A shuddering chill crept over the furry shoulders of the slumbering Silver fox, stirring the humanoid vulpine from his peaceful sound sleep as his heavy eyes broke away from the sandman's veil to meet his unique surroundings. Memory was hard press to recollect as the waking fox shielded his stinging eyes from the glare of the early morning sun rising south of his hindpaws, its immense shine halved by the curtain of the woodland tree's dense canopy. The minor irritation passed, the fox soon became puzzled as to how he had found himself lying in the middle of a woodland field naked and dazed.

In fact, the Silver fox was becoming alarming conscious and stumped at the fact that he is a FOX.

But as the fox felt his body preparing to jump to his knees in intense surprise the memories suddenly began to flow freely back into his mind, the memorable events of the other night reminding him that everything was alright; that this, despite the opinions of the average social norms, was normal. His vulpine muzzled lips slowly stretched back into a human grin as he shifted his weight onto his right elbow to sit up and explore his body, chuckling softly in delight of what he was seeing.

The fox remembered that he was once a young human man who had a strange yet deep fascination and desire to become his secret spiritual animal. Now he was living it; stroking the soft grey highlights of his black fur along his left side and thigh. Part of him nearly believed he was seeing a illusion, an effect of his abrupt arousal from his deep slumber; thinking his dreams had traversed over to the waking world. That thought was, to the fox, horrifying; this was the body and form his human counterpart had always dreamed of. And now that his vulpine appearance had become part of his humanoid physique; there was an foreboding thought that all this could slip away at any moment; that this was all but a dream.

Can't be a dream_the Silver fox thought, hugging his bushy white tipped tail with his free forepaw before it whipped alive wagging in a moment of excitement. _This feels too real to be a dream...no; it is real. I...I remember the book...the spell...my friend...wait? What happened to...

A light breeze of the woodland morning chill whisked over the fox once more, sensing goosebumps underneath the fur of his shoulders. He trembled from the cold, not that it was much of a bother with his fur coat, but the fox sensed there had been something, or someone, he had been able to cling too for extra warmth and comfort. The rustling of the autumn leaves next to him finally revealed to the Silver fox that he was not alone. Lying beside the fox, a slender orange furred creature slept with its backside facing him, along with its shimmering white hair resting over the back of its shoulders. The Silver fox's eyes were drawn to the female creature's unique curvature of its upper and lower body, a stunning depiction of such a lithe and voluptuous animal. It's short pelt, long slender white tipped tail, and triangular ears (along with its intoxicating smell) identified the humanoid animal as a cat, yet exotic black stripes pattern most of her body giving the questionable tiger exterior. Seeing such a vision filled the fox with a nostalgic longing to lie closer to her once more; to reach his forepaws under her arm and cuddle affectionately.

_I...know her..._the Silver fox commented, somewhat disturbed to why he was having trouble remembering names, even his own. What did start to come back to him left the fox a bit surprised. Past human memories of his old lifestyle suggested that he normally wasn't as attractive to the opposite gender then he was with the same. There wasn't any shame in his decisions nor did he feel shame about now; men just appealed to the fox more them woman did. So why was his sexual orientation shifted for this sleeping feline beauty? The Silver fox remembered something about 'a spell.' Could that have something to do with his alter sexual preference along with his alter appearance?

A light moan sounded from the shrugging feline woman, her hindpaws crossing as one tucked back and curled along the Silver fox's leg. Whatever had altered the fox's desires didn't quite matter much now as his longing to mingle with the cat blossomed, chancing his interactions by slipping his forepaws underneath her arms carefully as he aligned his body with hers, committing the act of spooning.

The Silver fox leaned his head over the feline's shoulders acquiring a better view of what was behind the feline's back. The sleepy queen did bore a housecat appearance, her muzzle short and face verifying her species. Her forepaws hid underneath her head acting as pillows. Her muzzle, chest, and underbelly were coated as white as the snow. Retaining her humanoid physique allowed the presence of fur covered breasts to exist, tiny but distinguishable mounds leaving the fox's forepaws aching to touch. Again; his memories of his older personality claimed such feminine anatomy was not much of a turn-on for the fox. And yet; as his forepaws idling went their own way, the right groping one bosom tenderly with the other caressing the contours of the feline's naval and inner thighs, the Silver Fox was overcome with astonishing bliss and intimate desires to pleasure his exotic cat.

Another moan sounded from the feline's muzzled lips prompting the fox to halt his groping actions. Fear of overstepping his boundaries faded as he caught a rousing smiling curling over the cat's face, along with one of her forepaws steadily reaching for his breast fondling paw gently massaging the animal digits and wrist amorously. Her next moan changed to a blissful purr as her body began to press against the Silver fox, hindpaws playing with his legs as she pulled the groping paw closer to her face and nuzzled affectionately against it.

The Silver fox's heart fluttered and warmed pleased to see the feline so vibrant and cheery. Stricken hard with the longing to return such affection he rest his head over the cat's shoulders and nuzzled lovingly, continuing to pet his feline's fur over her legs and side.

I can't believe this is happening the Sliver fox wondered. More of his memories were beginning to return quicker now, and an incredible epiphany reached the fox as he finally identified the voluptuous feline. Despite knowing what he knew, the fox was undaunted by the facts and continued to pamper his rousing mate to his heart's content, simply enjoying the intimate pleasure he felt this moment.

I...I love...but was this really right? Did we make the right decision? It didn't...doesn't feel wrong. I'm actually very comfortable with how this turned out. But what about...what will...

A quiet yawn passed from the feline's maw, her eyes finally opened to the world around them. The Silver fox peeked over her shoulders to judge her expression and reaction to what she was seeing for the first time since last night. Bewilderment appeared to gloss over her feral green eyes, letting out a silent gasp as her head lifted up and marveled at the woodland atmosphere. She seemed vaguely unaware of the black and grey male fox cuddling against her until she turned her head slowly to meet his gaze and nervous smile. Her eyes widened, the fox sensing she was currently shocked at what she saw. However; her shock was replaced as she presented a warm smile to her foxy friend, letting go of his groping paw to comb the right of his mane. To the fox's surprise, the cat showed no remorse or concern for what they had done last night, instead sitting up fully with her forepaws propping behind her leaning forward to exchange nose to nose nuzzling.

He...She still loves me The Silver fox thought happily, returning the feline's affections with a passionate kiss to her neck and a lick to her cheeks. But...does she remember? Or is she inflicted by the spell?

"Good morning, foxy," the elated feline greeted, her green eyes fixated on his as she brought her left forepaw back out in front caressing the short white fur of her belly.

The cat's subtle sultry tell had the fox speechless, his body quivering with renewed lust as his amber hues could not help but become attracted to the feline's curvy and slender features. His sights looked between the cat's legs as a potent smell soon reached his nose, feeling a welcomed disturbance between his own thighs as his original breast groping paw traveled downward meeting her caressing paw. His actions were on auto-pilot; a ting of fear shadowed the back of his mind as the fox realized his animal instincts were about to get the better of him. It would be to rash to jump into courting and copulating so early after the aftermath of their bizarre adventure last night, much less believe she would approve of such sexual titillation.

"I'd probably tell you that I'm up here," the tiger stripped feline spoke stealing back the fox's eyes to her. That fear intensified feeling the fur of his neck stand on end, but those fears faded once more as the cat showed a similar carnal fascination in her eyes, a sly smile stretched over her white muzzle. "But...I'm actually happy that you are looking at me like that."

Despite the cat's acceptance of his hungry gaze and eager caress, the Silver fox still let out a heavy embarrassed sigh pulling his fondling paw away instead scratching the back of his head, attempting to laugh off his shame. "Sorry," he said; his goofy weary smile holding as best as possible, "It's just...I never slept with another fur before, let alone a woman. I'm not sure how to really act in situations like this."

The catgirl giggled, rolling onto her belly until she stood up on all fours, her body sounding pops and cracks from inside as her humanoid shape quickly began to shapeshift into more of a proper large quadruped animal; a intriguing side effect of the spell that granted them their inner animal's appearance. "That makes two of us," the feline said stretching her entire body from forearms to legs before circling her entranced Silver fox, pressing her body against his nuzzling feverishly until her head sniffed out his crouch. "I guess we just go with the motions," the catgirl uttered as her tongue began to massage the fox's visible sheath.

The Silver fox was hesitant at first to let the feline taste his vulpine manhood, melting to the sweet rapture of oral pleasure coating his sheath as he sat back and let his friend rouse him further into his earlier lustful mood. His own tongue escaped from his maw hanging from the side the fox's excitement grew, panting harder his arousal increased until his vulpine phallus could no longer remain hidden.

"Hello there," the horny feline cooed, nuzzling the tip of the fox's member lightly before she resumed bathing her mate's tool, giggling as it trembled and throbbed against her tongue.

_Fuck...so horny..._The Silver fox bellowed in his mind, his claws digging into the earth and leaves behind him as his feline friend took the whole of him inside her maw, suckling away to hurry his orgasm and taste his hot potency. As pleasurable as being serviced orally by his love was, his instincts were demanding a more wild approach to slating his lust. His body began to jerk and lunge forward, ready to knock his horny feline onto the ground and mount from behind in nature primal fashion; much like last night.

Instead; the Silver fox found the willpower to stay his body and simply pry his feline friend's maw away from his quivering member, gently as to not hurt the cat. The tiger stripped feline was dazed and confused, looking to her mate for an answer to questions flooding her mind. The Silver fox sighed, feeling a bit guilty and uneasy.

"Is everything alright; Luis?" the catgirl mewed curiously, her body again popping and realigning quickly back into a humanoid posture as she sat on her knees and laid beside the fox once more. "Was I going to fast?"

Luis the Silver fox uttered in his thoughts, somewhat happy to finally remember everything again including his own name. My name is Luis.

"No; you weren't too fast," Luis acknowledged, yet it was far from what was plaguing his mind and emotions. "It's just...you this is a bit weird, right? I mean...what we did last night...are you sure you're comfortable with this? With me? With...you?"

The catgirl smiled her warm blissful smile once more, briefly turning her head away as she looked over her left forepaw. "honestly; I'm not really sure what to make of all this. I'm glad that spellbook actually worked and we got to be our animal selves. But, you're right; I didn't expect this turn of events. But now...I think I'm fine with it. I know that's crazy to say, but being this way never felt more right and natural than what I was before. If this has always been a part of me then I have to accept it. I mean...I guess I already have. I...I like ME."

Luis smiled seeing his feline friend's resolve, finding it both amusing and attractive as his amorous emotions flared once again, leaning in to nuzzle the cat's shoulders and neck; licking and kissing along the way to her cheeks and muzzle. The catgirl moaned in intimate pleasure as their advances grew. Luis could feel the heat of his friend's body blushing hard, wrapping his arms around her pulling the cat close in a loving embrace.

"Well I'm glad you're not as miffed with finding out your inner animal was a girl," Luis spoke, pausing his intimate actions while the two gazed into each other's feral eyes. "But...what about 'us'? Do you...actually love me? Or do you think we are only feeling this way because of the spell. It did warn us about certain side effects, didn't it? Maybe this is one of them."

The frisky feline's eyes fluttered as she looked to her concerned foxy lover curiously. "Do you love me, Luis?"

Luis's maw left agape, uncertain what answer his friend would accept.

The catgirl giggled smiling with drowsy eyes, nuzzling Luis's nose. "I get what you're saying. I've been wondering myself if I'm only infatuated with you because of the spell. But; after what I told you about what you did to me before, isn't it a little bit surprising I let you mate with me?"

Luis closed his maw up keeping quiet. Memories of last night and ones he had forgotten until his friend revealed a distressing truth crept up his mind like a cancer.

"But," the catgirl mewed, lifting Luis's muzzle up to reclaim his eyes, "I did. I told you...I didn't stop you before because...I wanted...to see..."

The pair grew silent as they both simply became lost between their intimate gazes, muzzles slowly inching to reconnect.

"Honestly," the tiger stripped feline broke the silence, "I'm glad we did. If I had done this with any other random guy, and those feelings are nothing more than contributed to the spell's effects, it might have been weirder. But I don't feel that way with you. We understand each other; you accepted me and feline affinity. And you've been the one that has always been there for me when I needed to talk or just couldn't stand being alone. You're my best friend."

Luis huffed amusingly, stretching an awkward grin over his muzzle. "Best friend, huh? Not a best lover?"

His frisky feline friend giggled as she glared lustfully at her nervous foxy mate, moving once more this time climbing over Luis's legs until she sat upon his lap, feeling the bulge of his erection pressing underneath her behind. "Don't get me wrong, Luis. You mate like a gentle demon."

Luis didn't comprehend her words just then, distracted by the stimulation coursing below him as his tiger stripped exotic feline beauty rocked against him, provoking the approved reactions she hoped for.

"You're an animal when it comes to fucking," the catgirl cooed, planting tender kisses over Luis's forehead and snout. "But you're also sweet and gentle when it comes to passion. You'll make a lucky vixen, or feline, happy one day."

Luis blushed underneath his furry cheeks, returning the cats affection nuzzling maw to maw, sitting up straight as he wrapped his arms once more around the excited female caressing the fur above her posterior. "So, you're saying we are still just friends, huh?"

The catgirl grinned tilting her head, her forehead furrow lightly. "I...I'm not sure. Do you think it would still be weird if we decided to be mates?"

"I don't know," Luis stammered; his cheerful expression fading as the words he was searching for to explain his feelings weren't coming out right. "I mean, who knows how much longer this spell is going to last. We could change back any second...or in a few minutes. Heck, we could be stuck like this forever. I know this is happening too fast, but a part of me doesn't find this wrong either. If we end up stuck like this, then I guess it wouldn't bother me anymore being mates. But if we do change back, do you really see a future between us? I mean, you said it yourself; you're not gay."

The catgirl lowered her head and took in what Luis was saying. "I know you're right. Maybe it's just the spell, or the fact I've never been this intimate with someone myself." The catgirl turned away for a moment, looking back to Luis with her familiar smile. "Anyways, maybe we can talk about this later. If we only have a little time left before the spell wears off I want to milk this experience as much as I can.

"Plus," she mewed, letting out a soft yowl after as she helped her foxy mate slide his vulpine erection into her inner dwelling, "it would be a shame to let that morning-wood go to waste."

Luis could only let out a quivering yelp as his tongue fought to be freed from his maw once more, stricken by the overwhelming carnal sensation of the catgirl riding his foxhood with such energy and tenacity. His body eventually succumbs to helping his friend's eager persistence, working his pelvis as best as he could in his seated position to thrust in rhythm of the feline's rocking. After a minute of their hasty humping, the two began to moan louder; their animal voices progressively overtaking their human tones, once the awaited knot Luis's organ can provided swells inside the feline. Their copulation will near an end soon, and the frisky feline takes measures to hinder the end time, or instinctively express her intense pleasure, biting down on the fox's left shoulder.

"Ah," Luis cries, slowing his humping pace as looks to his violent feline mate pulling back her jaws with a toothy grin. "I thought you were a submissive pushy cat?" he mutters through a unflinching exhilarated panting.

"I'm finding out a lot more about myself then I ever imagined," she answered. "Besides, I don't want you to finish too quickly."

Before the catgirl could resume rocking she was caught off guard suddenly, Luis grasping the back of her shoulders and knocking her back against the earth, taking a more dominate role as he now stood above her. She mewed jubilantly, her paws reaching over Luis's backsides trailing over his rump, groping the posterior and the base of his vulpine tail as she tugged anxiously for her friend to continue thrusting.

"Guess I'll have to rectify that, huh Ben?" Luis growled passionately.

"I told you, silly fox," the catgirl giggled, "call me Bella."

Luis smiled slyly as he leaned down to kiss Ben, or Bella at the time being, tongues intertwined as he relaxed his body and lay flatly upon her, their forms and fur meshing and grinding as the two worked together to keep a generous pace while inside one another. It was remarkable how the two of them were able to resist mindlessly fucking at this moment as they focused on their fourplay, achieving their goal of extending their penetrating pleasure before the end. They performed almost as perfect as any duet, matching their pace and thrusts simultaneously as their lips and paws never skipped a beat.

Eventually; their animal instincts drove them onward to hurry their mating; their animal biology urging to hurry so they could mate again later and increase the chances of a successful copulation. Their fourplay began to wane as their urges shifted back to needing to complete their loin's stimulation between one another, returning to thrusting and rocking. But as rough and wild as the two soon became, they kept their pace steady and as gentle as they could, retaining the passion and love they shared between.

"I love you," Bella cried between her soft yowling, pouting at the sheer intensity of her growing climax.

Luis hesitated before responding, his voice plagued with nothing more than yelps and growls, panting as the thrill of their mating became overwhelming. Somewhere, before his loins could no longer hold back the buildup of his seed, he found the strength and will to mutter, "I love you too," before howling triumphantly; Bella joining him with her yowling as Luis's seed flowed within heating her sex and womb with sexual euphoria.

The two remained knotted for quite some time, Luis collapsing in exhaustion on top of Bella dozing for a moment while he regained his strength. Bella purred as she stroke the fur of his back, nuzzling fondly against his weary neck as she gasped in short spurts each time she could feel her mates phallus pumping more of what was left of his seed into her, her sex milking everything he could give.

She could feel what was happening inside, his seed working within her womb looking to impregnate her. The thought of baring children was never something that had ever crossed her mind as a man, but as she laid there with Luis feeling nature taking its course she couldn't stop but think how wonderful it would be to become a mother, to raise her kittens and love them, hoping Luis would stay to raise them with her. The longer she thought about the joys of motherhood, the sooner tears began to form in her eyes.

Biologically, it would be impossible for her womb to sustain Luis's seed. She was a cat; he was a fox. It would never take and thus the possibility of raising a family with Luis would be doomed from the start. However; what if it didn't work the same way in their situation? Even though they were different animals; Bella and Luis retained their humanoid physique and possibly more. Maybe her womb will work as normally as a human. Maybe...

And then the horrible reality sunk in; if the spell was to wear off soon, her womb would be no more. She would be stuck with the anatomy she had been born with; that she never thought she would be this disgusted with having it returned. Her feminine curves and beauty would be erased along with her feline animal features, once again a pale and masculine male who originally only believed becoming their animal personas was a fleeting dream. But what sadden her the most, other than knowing she would have to stop looking to Luis as her mate and lover, was the fact that his seed never had the chance for life and would soon wither and die inside once she changed back.

Oh god...I can feel it now Bella cried in her mind, that familiar sensation of last night changes slowly beginning to creep over her. Why does this have to happen now? Why did any of this have to happen?