[Scrap] Curse Foxes: The Vulpemorph Affliction
Just a bit of foxy nonsense I wrote for Switch, a friend designing this little number, a fantasy game in the style of Corruption of Champions;http://euphoriantide.com/
(Introduction Encounter)
During your journey in your new environment, you stumble upon what at first appears to be a ragged set of clothing and a brown leather cloak, lain discarded on the ground. You go to investigate, but on closer inspection, spy a stirring amidst the baggy garments--the outline of a body!
Hurriedly you rush to the aid of the stranger, who moans in discomfort--but as you reach to give them a hand, the shape that at first seemed vaguely human springs into motion, pulling itself from the ground. Suddenly, a paw-like hand darts out from one of the outfit's sleeves, and makes a grab for your arm!
You flinch back from the black clawed fingertips, and are taken aback by your foe's alien appearance: the creature you at first assumed to be a fellow human pokes its orange-furred head from the hood of its cloak, and lifts its ears, while gazing at you with its red eyes and slit pupils. The pants it once wore slide to the ground as it pulls its body up, now lithe and sporting a bushy tail with a black-ringed white tip. As its legs part, you spy the fuzzy black cup of a vixen's muff, and a pair of small canine teats poking out underneath the beast's tunic--it's a she!
It turns out your mystery victim has become a Fragrant Curse Fox (Vulpes incantus noxios). From what tales you've heard, they're victims of a contagious and transformative malady, and will do anything to be in the company of fellow vulpemorphs--but right now, it looks like you'll have to do!
(Sample, Canned Combat Dialogue)
You wind up for a punch with your gauntlet, but miss the agile beast-woman as she leaps aside!
She nips you sharply on the nose! It hurts--but then she gropes you!
You muster the strength to push the vixen off!
You sock the vixen square in the shoulder, sure to leave a bruise!
You wind up and punch the vixen square in the tits! She goes flying!!
(Infection progresses x1)
You stagger, feeling oddly dizzy and congested. Your nose begins to twitch. Soon, you are watching frightened as it darkens, moistening, before turning scaley black. Your whole nose upturns, and with a snort, your nostrils round and open forward. Soon your nose has mutated into a heart-shaped pad, and fused in a dark wet line to your upper lip; giving you the beginning of a foxy snout.
With a sniffle of your new prosthesis, you find you are now attracted to all kinds of smells, both pleasant and unspeakable! Most of all, you feel the need to smell fox, and can now sniff them out with ease!