The fox, the girl and the wardrobe
#1 of Foxform
A fox in the hand (Nadir Chapter 1) By Zaftig
Emma looked at the wardrobe suspiciously as Paul continued to pull her toward it by her hand.
"C'mon Em, it ok i've been in there a hundred times its totally safe!"
Paul stopped by the door and swung it open looking back at his best friend, he was glad he had finally managed to tell somebody his secret.
He had found the portal years before, crossing to the magical world his first time with no idea what to expect. He had emerged in the green and pleasant land and almost died of a heart attack when he had looked at himself after crossing over, he had been transformed into a young fox, but different, this fox walked on his hind legs and his body shape was closely related to human.
In all other respects the young fox was a parallel to his own form, mid teens slim and lithe but standing only about 4'6" tall and wearing his clothes. Eventually he had given up on the idea of keeping this world a secret, he needed a companion to explore it with he had avoided contact with others for fear of how he would be received but he had seen others, cats foxes panthers dogs... All walking on their hind legs.
"Please Emma you can stay on this side and watch me cross over if you want?" Paul stepped to the brink of the empty wardrobe as he swung the door open, revealing about 3 feet of wood and a forest glade which defied reality just by being there. She nodded and stepped forward her curiosity peaking as he stepped into the wardrobe, as Paul stepped through the transformation began, a little red fur sprouted from his neck and blended with his changing hair, his ears sliding up onto the crown of his head growing and tilting forward, she gasped at the sight, never having really believed him before now.
"Oh my god! This is impossible!" She gasped.
Paul smiled and turned looking back at his friend from the other side his transformation complete, Emma stood about 6 feet away looking at him transfixed by his foxy form.
"Are, are you fox all over?" She blushes furiously as she realised what she had said to her friend
"Want to see more?" he asked, surprised but not disappointed by this turn of events.
"Erm, do you mind? Emma took an involuntary step forward just near the doors as she drank in the sight of her friend, Paul shed his shirt in an instant showing the white belly fur that disappeared into his trousers and the toned reddy fur covered muscles of his chest.
"Do you have a tail?" She asked
"Of course, hold on" Paul tore a velcro patch on the rear of his jeans that he had sown ages ago and the tail sprang from its prison to wag gently in the warm summer sun.
"Christ!, but why a fox? You say there are other creatures wandering around the world?
"I dunno really, my guess is that they are all humans from our world, maybe they become the animal they want or maybe its controlled by something else"
" Would I be a fox too?"
"Only one way to find out Em, come here." He smiled at the expression of purest temptation on her face.
Emma stepped forward less fear in her eyes this time and moved through the doorway stopping next to her friend, the static in the air doubled whipping her long red hair up and ruffling her clothes as the magic took hold. Fur flowed from the cuffs of her shirt and up over her collar as her long hair retreated into the scalp softening and revealing her long fox ears, her chest shrinking slightly beneath her clothes less generous than her human form but still firm and pert. She felt the sensations stir in her loins and her backside as the tail pressed against her skirt lifting it away at the rear.
"What, what do I look like Paul?" She stammered.
Paul stood transfixed, awe and wonderment on his face looking at his friend, the Vixen standing before him was stunning, Emma had assumed the form of a teenage fox much as he had.
She ran her slim paws over her waist and reached around to touch the tail jumping a little at the sensation it gave her. She looked back at him and was surprised to see him staring unashamedly at her, she blushed prettily through the white fur on her cheeks and smiled.
A howl from nearby made her start and she remembered where she was, standing in a small lush clearing in a dense forest, suddenly insecure she span round to retreat through the doorway only to be confronted by a perfectly solid looking tree. Eyes widening Emma span around again panicking and fell heavily against the reddish bark.... Or at least she should have done, what actually happened is she found herself sitting in the wardrobe, the magic unravelling around her as she became human once more. Giggling with relief she stepped back as Paul padded through the portal after her.
"Are you ok? That howl was just another native hunting by the sound of it. Don't worry" he said seeing the alarm on her face, "Two legs make you safe in there, only the normal quadroped variety seem to be on the menu."
Emma placed a hand on her chest and exhaled hard, her composure returning swiftly in the safety of the bedroom.