Something happened last night... (Patreon)

Ryan woke up with a strong headache. It seemed that the party last night had kinda escalated as a band of Quix-foxed had entered the small pub not far away from the Telysian harbor.

Still tired, he almost fell out of his bed and realized that it was kinda difficult to stand or walk... "damn.. never had a hangover THIS bad..." He mumbled.

Carefully he stumbled forwards, until he realized, that his feet looked way different than they used to: Strong furry paws had ripped out of the socks he had obviously fallen asleep in, and his legs were covered in a brown-redish fur.

In disbelief, he looked into the great mirror to his right and saw the reflection of a  voluptuous Vixen looking back at him..

"No... nonono!" He touched his new snout, still not believing what he was seeing. Quickly, his eyes fell on the pair of massive breasts that had ripped his shirt almost in half. "These damn vixens!"

Ryans shaking hand slowly pulled down his shorts: A feminine musk escaped his nethers, as a massive bush already confirmed what Ryan had assumed.... "Please... no... oh no!" 

His fingers brushed through the thick pubic hair, but his cock was gone... and Instead, Ryan now touched something slimy and wet between his legs...

(Ryan - now Rachel belongs to Capt. Quail)