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Spring had just barely arrived, but the cherry trees were already in full bloom despite the chilliness of March. The sheer beauty of it did wonders to ease Aki's mind, if only a little bit. She'd come to this little town on a business trip, but things hadn't gone as she'd hoped. One deal had fallen through, the other was in jeopardy, and there was nothing more she could do until the next meeting, in a few days. So she spent most of her time pacing restlessly about her hotel room, occasionally staring out the window to distract herself from what was to come. If she couldn't manage to sell her idea to at least one company… no, that wasn't an option. Failure was not an option. Her parents hadn't wanted her to pursue a career at all, but rather to take over their family's little restaurant, and she'd never been interested in settling down, preferring to travel and see the world and its sights. They were estranged now, but she couldn't bear the thought of them hearing about her failure, how they'd think they'd been right all along. The very idea was anathema to her, she needed to see this through.

Aki had never been a particularly spiritual or religious person, but such options always become more appealing in dire straits. Her parents, in their hometown, had often visited a small shrine to Inari, seeking luck with their own business, modest as it was. She, herself, had never bothered once in her twenty years of life. She wasn't one to follow traditions, a black sheep and outcast, but her brilliant mind had always carried her through life anyway. Yes, she had a reputation for not respecting customs, for doing the innovations that nobody else dared to, but most were willing to overlook such transgressions in favor of the services she could provide. She was also known for success, after all, and success was what any business wanted before anything else.

What, then, was she to do now, with that reputation of success on the line? Well, her thoughts turned to those traditions of old. Inari, who she only knew as the god of foxes, was supposed to grant prosperity, particularly in business. It was superstitious nonsense in her opinion, but it couldn't hurt to try, right? If nothing else, at least ritualistic behaviour would help her sharpen her mind, perhaps to suppress her anxiety, she reasoned. That was, as far as she was concerned, the purpose of religion. That, and she could probably take some pictures to send her friends. She had plenty of sake with her, having intended to use it to grease relations, but once that first deal had fallen through, she found herself with a surplus. At least now, it'd make a decent offering for luck. Well, what she hadn't drank herself would; she'd gone through two bottles already to quell that constant, gnawing fear of failure, and the slight tipsiness might've played a role in her choosing to turn to the spirits and gods for help, even though she didn't believe in them.

Of course, she'd go at night, so that nobody saw her doing such foolish things. The shrine was a simple one, near a forest. So she frittered away those remains of the day, doing nothing in particular but restlessly pacing around the hotel room. Finally, after the sun set, she couldn't wait any longer, and left for her little expedition. The night air was, at least, cold and pleasant, and she found the cherry blossoms to be even more beautiful in the moonlight.

It wasn't a long walk, and nobody disturbed her during it. The forest ahead of her seemed daunting, scary somehow, but the shrine was barely past the edge of it, and it wasn't as if there were any wild animals left here. At least none that could pose any threat to a human, even a dainty one like herself, and so she felt quite safe. When she arrived at the shrine, her first reaction was that it didn't look like much; the typical red gate and a small enclosed space, though it had a natural spring by the entrance. She didn't quite know what to do, so she did her best. She walked through the gate onto the supposedly sacred ground, and placed her offering of sake on the altar, between the two fox statues.

The sheer inappropriateness of it stirred something from its slumber, just behind the veil of the visible, at the edge of the realm of spirits and gods. It stretched lazily, opening a single eye to peer at the visitor. She hadn't bowed, hadn't rang the bell, even the basin had been completely ignored. Normally, he'd expect such behavior from tourists, but this one was no tourist, and as such, it piqued his interest. There was something about her interesting enough that he opened his other eye, lazily stretching as he sat up, all nine fluffy tails wagging idly as he observed her.

A beautiful woman, certainly, at least to him. Jet black hair, almost ivory skin. Casually dressed, in a sweater that just barely showed any curves. But Taika was a curious fox, and so, such an unflattering choice of attire only served to make him more interested in what might lie beneath. Normally, he'd not have been so single-minded, but it was mating season.

Of course, Inari would disapprove. But Taika didn't serve him; he chose to reside at his shrine because so many other kitsunes did, along with normal foxes looking for easy treats from those seeking blessings. For Taika, that meant many possible partners, particularly now at the tail end of the season. Right now, though, it was the human that interested him. He'd lived for countless centuries, as evidence by his magnificent bouquet of tails, but he'd never actually seduced a human. Most of them weren't interesting, and almost all of the visitors to the shrine simply performed the same rituals with little display of personality, but this one? Her outrageous violation of the traditions excited Taika. That, and he'd been woken up from a restless night of erotic dreams, his shaft still hanging halfway out of his sheath, and it'd only be fair that the one who'd awakened him helped him with that need.

So he did something that he rarely bothered with these days, and stepped through that imperceptible veil and into the realm of mortals. His golden fur would show anyone versed in the traditions that he wasn't one of Inari's servants, but this one would have no idea. So he'd pose as one, eager to grant her wish, whatever it was. He gave a little bark, stretching his vocal chord, and the woman jumped around, seemingly terrified. That made sense, given his wolflike size. That, and the nine tails, quite possibly.

“Inari has heard your wish, human," he began, speaking in the deepest, most authoritative voice he could muster.

She stammered something unintelligible, primal sounds of mixed awe and terror. She had thought the kitsune was a wolf at first, but the nine tails revealed his true nature. The fact that she knew she was beholding a spirit only made her more anxious. Had the stress finally caused her to lose her mind entirely?

While Taika had originally planned to trick her, he felt a rare pang of conscience upon seeing her alarmed reaction. There was something more to her than simply an opportunity to mate, although he certainly did want that as well. He just wanted more, sensing a sharp intellect beneath her alarmed exterior. Oh, he'd mated before, but he'd never had a mate over all those years he'd lived. Never had he felt that sensation of love at first sight, as it were, but now… he realized he couldn't take his eyes off her. So he discarded the idea of lying to her, deciding to be straight-forward, just this once.

Aki froze as the fox padded closer, although seeing him wag his tails seemed to suggest that he at least didn't wish her any harm. Still, he was a massive beast, and she was wary. Assuming that she hadn't finally lost it, she still had no idea what a kitsune would want of her. She also couldn't deny that he was beautiful, hard to keep her eyes off of, even without the fear. And as he approached, an aura of calmness seemed to sweep over her. It was a simply trick the fox knew, a minor charm to quell negative emotions. He could have cast something more powerful, to simply force her to do what he so desired, but somehow, he didn't like the idea.

“Huh..." she muttered, the panic passing. “What are you?" she asked, curiosity quickly filling in the void left by her anxiety. “A kitsune? I didn't know you were real."

Taika made his way over to the woman gracefully, with vulpine swagger to each step as he brushed against her leg, and then letting his tails briefly sweep over her midsection. Aki couldn't believe how soft his fur was, silken and fluffy like a daydream, or a cloud. She shivered at the contact.

“I am a kitsune, yes, although not one Inari's" he churred, never letting her out of his sight even as he circled her. “That doesn't mean I can't help you. What is that you wish?"

“I..." she began."I wish to be successful."

“Truly so?" Taika purred. He knew that wasn't it. “Is that your deepest wish?"

Aki thought of it for a moment, the kitsune's calming aura allowing her to truly examine her thoughts with a clarity she seldom possessed. She wanted success, yes, but that was a superficial desire, something to keep her mind busy with so she wouldn't have to think about her worries and anxieties. During the rare moments of true calm, like this one, she felt entirely different. The world felt different, the colors brighter and the air fresher, as if the world reflected and amplified that tranquility. “No," she finally replied. “I want peace of mind," Aki sighed. “To just be free."

“That's it," Taika replied. He'd only guessed, based on how stressed she seemed. Guessed and hoped. He wouldn't provide prosperity and success, such was the domain of gods, but he could provide freedom. After all, what as a fox if not free? Free to enjoy all of life's pleasures, to live as one wished. And if she wanted to walk the kitsune's path, he would be more than willing to help her. She simply needed a more suitable form. “That, I can grant you."

“Would you?" she asked. “How? I've always been like this," Aki spoke, softly, baring her innermost thoughts for this strange creature she'd only just met. It felt appropriate, somehow.

“You could be someone else," the kitsune continued. He nosed Aki's hand encouragingly, his nose as cold as any normal fox's. “Some_thing_ else. The kitsune is free to go where he wants."

Was the fox offering to turn her into one? She didn't believe it was possible, but she also didn't believe kitsunes could exist to begin with, and so it seemed like her beliefs had little sway on what could and could not be. She hesitated to reply, though. What would being a fox, if a magical one, be like? She'd have to leave her human life behind, her business sure to fail without her there to guide it. Her family would only know that she disappeared. But would that be so bad?

Maybe that was what she wanted, really. To just start anew. To let this strange beast do whatever it- he wanted. But she didn't know, not for sure, at least.

Taika sensed her hesitation, and so, he dialed up his foxen charm. He wrapped his tails around her tightly, using his magic to lift her shirt enough that her waist was bare, letting his fur caress her smooth, warm skin. Aki felt every hair on her body stand on end. It wasn't until now that she realized what the fox wanted to do, but as she looked down at him and saw that red shaft bobbing beneath him as he circled her, almost fully hard, it suddenly made sense. And somehow, it didn't disgust her, the lack of that expected visceral reaction surprising her. It wasn't due to any magic of his, but rather simply that she… liked what she saw. But she couldn't bear to look at that shaft for long, even though it would keep drawing her attention. It was so different from a human cock. Bigger, redder. More eager. In another glimpse she saw a drop of clear fluid emerge from the tip.

It wasn't anything she'd ever fantasized about. But with her eyes opened up to the possibility, she realized that she was quickly growing aroused. How would it feel to let him mount her? How would it feel like to let him do it after she became a fox just like him? She barely had any experience of sex in general, always having been laser-focused on her career, but the idea was suddenly alluring. That familiar warmth grew in her belly and groin, and she shifted her weight from leg to leg, still unsure about how she should proceed. But she didn't resist as the kitsune's magic pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her upper body bare. Having a rather modest chest, she usually didn't wear a bra, and while she felt a little self-conscious about that now, with her mounds left exposed and her nipples stiffening in the cool night air, she somehow didn't mind. The kitsune seemed to like what he was seeing, and Aki could practically feel those cunning vulpine eyes roving over every inch of her body.

“Bare yourself for me," the kitsune spoke, softly. He didn't like talking much, but sometimes, it was the best option. “Look at what you desire."

Aki was afraid, but she forced herself to look at that eager maleness, the kitsune cocking his leg to give her a better look. It was beautiful, in a sense. Arousing. She felt a dampness grow between her legs, that fragrant dew that she knew the fox could smell. And so, she undid her pants and let them fall onto the shrine floor, leaving her in only her underwear. The kitsune circled to her front and pushed his nose against her covered groin, inhaling her scent and then exhaling, his hot breath tangible on her folds even through the fabric. She quivered. Was she really going to do this? Did she really want his offered gift? Her panties were quickly becoming soaked with desire, a compulsive need to mate slowly inflaming her mind. Not a human one, or if it was, something far older and more primal than her civilized self. But even as Taika gently grabbed that sopping fabric with his teeth, yanking the last protective garment she had on to shreds, she didn't resist.

The kitsune's magic was already doing its work, influencing her thoughts. Not controlling her, but sharing those animal instincts his kind still carried within them. Of running wild on all fours, of mating, of freedom. She reached down to touch her petals, feeling a stringy wetness cling to her slender fingers. All she'd have to do was to present herself, and this wonderful fox would share his gift. It was time to decide what she wanted.

And so, with a soft whimper of need, she sank down onto her knees while Taika watched, sitting before her, his vulpine maleness on full display, throbbing with need and dripping with a wetness like Aki's own, yet far more masculine. There's still time to back out. He won't force me, thought the human. I could still return to my normal life.

She fell down onto all fours, and it felt natural. With agonizing slowness, the kitsune circled her one last time, placing himself behind his newest partner. Suddenly, she felt his wet, hot tongue lap across her lust-stricken snatch, lapping up that nectar and sending shivers of pure lust through her body. She moaned, a strangled yelp that sounded more animal than human as the fox took in her flavor, letting it drive him into a frenzy. He needed to have her.

And she needed it too. Her entire body felt tingly, overwhelmed with lust. Slowly, orange fur was beginning to grow through, hiding that ivory skin beneath a soft, bestial pelt, only a peach-like fuzz at first, but growing ever longer, like spring grass. She accepted it. This was what she wanted. And so, she lowered her front to the ground, raising her rear up in turn and presenting herself in an unmistakable invitation, offering herself to that wonderful fox. Offering to let him sate those burning lusts and to be her mate.

The kitsune smiled to himself as he watched the human give into her urges. Her scent burned through his nostrils, filling him with need just as intense as hers. A couple more darting licks to make sure she was ready, greedily lapping up her plentiful juices, and he couldn't resist any longer. With a yip, he bounced on top of her, that knotted maleness slipping across her folds, sending ripples of delight through both lovers.

It wasn't the act of mating that'd transform her. It was wanting to. The physical act was merely the two joining together as one, the natural culmination of their courting. It was almost romantic, particularly to the kitsune; nothing was as intimate to him as sharing his gift with someone who truly desired it. He paced himself, wanting to make love to her rather than simply mate, even though it was hard to resist simply ramming his shaft into her like his instincts demanded. Taika rumbled on top of Aki, and she could feel his chest vibrate against her back. She could also feel that incredibly warm shaft prodding at her folds gently but insistently as he tried to angle himself right. She looked at her hands, covered in short but growing orange fluff. It didn't seem possible, but it was happening, and it made her head swim, witnessing her own transformation like that.

That jarring sensation was quickly overwhelmed by pleasure when Taika's tapered, vulpine cock finally nudged itself between her drenched lower lips, drawing another gasp from her. She pushed back against that delicious sensation and then yipped with happiness as her lover sunk into her, one inch after another spreading her open, penetrating into her innermost depths, radiating with his warm, transforming power. Aki could do nothing but moan, her inner walls clutching that red-hot shaft needily, as the changes began in earnest.

She watched with fascination as her fingers began to short, her palms bulging and darkening into pawpads. The kitsune hilted himself inside her, his heavy balls rubbing against her sensitive little nub. Her hands cramped, nails falling off painlessly only for new, black claws to grow from where they'd been only moments ago. Her hands- no, paws- felt fantastic, resting against the cold ground. She braced herself just in time for the fox to give a testing hump, pulling and then slamming back into his mate's wet, increasingly swollen cunny with a wet, squelching sound. She felt a warm heat spreading inside her, felt the fox throb as he sprayed clear precum into her depths, speeding her transformation along.

Her body began to change next. Bones snapped as her arms and legs seemed to bend the wrong way for a moment, growing into the digitigrade limbs of a fox. Every muscle in her body felt as if they were on fire, but not in a painful sense. Rather, they were burning to be used. The changes swept up her body, a series of cracks going along her spine as she was permanently left on all fours, and that crackling, tingling sensation erupted at the very base of her back. Aki felt her tail trying to wag as it grew in, but being pinned beneath the male, it could only twitch.

He settled into a rhythm, now, properly rutting his new mate, and she yelped with pleasure as that euphoric friction sent quivers of pure, primal lust through her body. It felt utterly right, utterly natural, and she realized that she was already thinking of herself as a fox, a kitsune. The wave of changes had reached her head now, hair falling out as that wonderful fur grew to replace it, and as her skull was slowly reshaped, so were her thoughts. A swell of instincts that she'd never felt before engulfed her, and her increasingly lengthening new muzzle fell open as she panted, her broadening, flattening tongue hanging out. Then a whole new world of scents opened up to her. The musky, animalistic smell of her mate rutting her, thrusting that vulpine length in and out of her eager body. The smell of water from the spring by the entrance. Her own bestial tang, like a vixen in heat. It was overwhelming, and if it wasn't for her loving mate, she'd have fallen over from the intensity of it all. But his paws were wrapped around her waist, claws digging into her pelt, as he humped her transforming body, seeking to finish claiming her as his vixen.

The sounds, too, grew more detailed, as her ears sharpened, moving up her skull even as they swiveled, focusing on every sound around her before pinning flat against her head in instinct. She moaned, begging for her lover to keep fucking her, but the only thing that came out of her muzzle was a series of pleasured yelps, yips, churrs and even snarls. While she hadn't lost her ability to speak, in the heat of the moment, those newfound instincts had her in an iron grip, just as they did her mate. Nothing but a pair of foxes finally mating at the very end of their season.

She felt her spade spasm around that shaft as another ecstatic convulsion shot through her. The changes were almost done. A sense of warmth radiated from her belly, little tingly nubs growing in. First, only two nipples; then four, then six, and Taika took a moment to run his soft paws over each pair, barely mastering his body enough to refrain from cumming right then and there. Feeling her vulva swollen and warm against his cock, he wondered if she'd be in heat, if they'd have a litter of little kitsunes. It seemed like a desirable outcome, and the possibility only made it feel more exciting as he kept rutting his almost fully transformed mate, his knot beginning to swell and kissing her swollen lips wetly with each buck of his hips.

Another tail grew from the base of her spine, and then another, a third, a fourth, before finally stopping, leaving her with five wonderfully fluffy orange tails, each raised or flicked to the side to give her mate easier access to her body. Feeling that swelling knot slip in and out of her drenched body made Aki realize that she wanted nothing more than for him to tie with her, to let that bulge lock their bodies together as he filled her heated body with what she needed, what she desperately wanted. There was little left of what she had been, the remaining anxieties dissolving in the sea of pleasure, one final burning sensation behind her eyes as her pupils narrowed into slits and her irises shifted to a deep amber, dispelling the gloom of the night entirely. She drew in a sharp breath of fresh air, and then, let out a loud wailing scream as she suddenly peaked.

Her new foxcunt clenched around her lover's shaft, her juices gushing out around it. Oh, she was milking him, convulsing in the throes of that sweet, sweet release, her expression one of unthinking bliss as she squirmed. Taika replied to her cries of joy with a masculine snarl, grabbing a mouthful of her scruff as he sped up his rutting, frantically hammering his hips against her, letting that squeezing, the wetness, the warmth speed him towards his own release. Just a little longer and he'd slam that knot into her and breed her, or at least try his very best to. Her velvety inner walls were clinging to his slick maleness, clutching it each time he pulled out as if Aki didn't want it to leave. And he wouldn't let it, yanking himself out until only his tapered head remained inside her and then thrusting back into that heavenly, utterly erotic rapture.

It was somewhere in that firestorm of pleasure that Aki realized that this was what she'd always been meant to be. Not a stressed, anxious human, but a fox – a kitsune – who could simply exist and sample all that life had to offer. To use her intelligence to get what she wanted rather than what others expected of her. Freedom. And right now, what she wanted was for Taika to knot her, and so she slammed herself backwards on the next thrust, her swollen spade stretching around his half-formed bulge. Taika thrust back against her hard, grinding himself against her, feeling her slowly stretch wider and wider, and then with a wet squelch, he popped inside and let out a series of triumphant, sharp barks as he relished in the sensation of his new mate squeezing down around the very base of his cock, his knot swelling rapidly inside her, ensuring that none of the seed he planted in her would leak out. His thrusts were short and rapid, hips still bucking even though he was soon fully tied with Aki. Just a few more thrusts. He bit down into the new kitsune's scruff again, this time not intending to let go until she had been thoroughly bred.

Aki felt her lover throb inside her, heard him panting into her neck, her fur soaked with his drool and his breath incredibly warm against her loose skin. This was what it'd all led up to. In mere moments he'd erupt inside her, filling her with that virile, thick cream that she found herself so desperately wanting, that fiery heat in her womb needing to be put out, her needs sated.

Taika tightened his grip on Aki's neck, a muffled growl emanating from his muzzle, and then that tension that'd been building in his loins came to a boiling point. His heavy testicles tightened and his cock bucked inside the other fox, a thick pearly rope of his seed spurting into her, quickly followed by another, flooding her tunnel and, with his tapered head pressing right against her cervix, probably her womb as well. His entire body shook and he clutched his paws around his love tightly, giving her every drop of cum he could offer in gout after gout of his virility, all pumped right under her tail, where it belonged and where it could take root.

The warm wetness suddenly blossoming inside her drove Aki into another sudden climax, and she went limp with a blissful sigh, weakly shivering under the kitsune, her cunny milking him in that primal, orgasmic rhythm even as pure contentedness surged through her, like a soothing balm, her body finally receiving what it'd wanted for what felt like hours. Her whole world narrowed down to that twitching, throbbing maleness inside her, each powerful spasm pumping more of his very essence into her, and she could only lie there and pant as he thoroughly inseminated her new, vulpine form, finally fully claiming her as his mate.

Once spent, they both collapsed onto the ground limply, Taika too exhausted to even stand up, instead choosing to lie behind Aki. They'd remain tied together for a good number of minutes to come, both wallowing in the afterglow, the male even dozing off as he kept occasionally twitching inside his mate, adding another spurt of his by now rather watery cum to what felt like gallons of it already inside her. Aki, in turn, simply laid there, thinking, her mind clear – if rather warm and fuzzy – for the first time in ages.

She wondered, briefly, if this had been the right thing to do, but the answer was obvious: yes. There was a sense of profound rightness in simply lying there, cuddled up with the other fox. She wasn't worried about the risk of pregnancy, either. She'd always wanted children, she'd just never had the time, and now – just maybe – she'd have a whole litter instead. Beautiful kitsune kits she could raise as her own. But that was still far in the future. For now, she had lots to discover about her new existence. She flicked her tails a few times, testing how much control she had over them, but that sense of inner peace and happiness kept them wagging regardless of what she tried, unable to stop it, just like a human could hardly suppress a smile.

When Taika awoke from his brief nap, he'd gone soft enough to ease his knot out of her, the stretching sensation and gush of warm seed over her hind legs almost arousing enough to make her want to do it again right now. She stood up, legs still trembling and weak, but standing on all fours came naturally nonetheless, and she moved to nuzzle the other kitsune, giving his nose a thankful lick for sharing his gift with her.

They made their way to the nearest lake and she beheld herself in her reflection, illuminated only by the late-night moon and stars, no artificial light anywhere in sight. She looked just like a fox, a little smaller than Taika, her fur orange rather than golden, and that's when it finally, truly sank in; she was a kitsune now. As she'd always been meant to be. Those memories of her human life would fade away with time, and one day she'd forget that she'd ever been anything else, finally having a life she felt comfortable with, with only her mate and perhaps future kits, rather than society's constant demands and expectations.

She stood there for a good minute or two, simply staring at her new, beautiful self, slitted eyes piercing the darkness effortlessly. It felt mystical, profound, even magical. Everything was different, but it all felt right. And then she felt the male give her nethers another lick, pressing his nose right up against her spade, accompanied by a needy rumble from his muzzle.

Well, at least the males never change, she thought, even as she raised her tails.