A moogle and a fox walked into a bar. Actually, the two were in the bar for quite some time.

"So, what was that new spell you picked up during your last adventure? You promised you'd show me Erakir." The colorful fox said. The fox had purplish colored fur. One could easily mistake him for a woman.

The moogle pulled out a rolled up piece of parchment paper. "It's this. I think it's a one-use spell, so I'm not sure 'what' it does. All I really know is that it came from a powerful sorceress, so whatever the spell is must be super powerful."

The fox snatched it with his furry blue arms and grinned. "Fweee! I let's read it right here and see what it does!" He opened up the scroll, but paused. "Wait, what kind of sorceress was it? Was she one of those massive explosion ones?"

"Hey!" Erakir jumped onto the table to try to get the scroll back, but all he managed to do was tip over their drinks. "Ferias! I don't know. She was into transforming or something I guess. I don't know what the scroll is though, and I really don't know if I could fix whatever it does!"

"Oh relax! I can sort of read what it says. It says first I have to hold someone's hand." Ferias grabbed onto Erakir's hand. "And then I say this chant out loud. Gencha ym grende!"

The scroll glowed, as did Ferias's body. One could easily describe the fox as a femboy. One could easily mistake him for a 'her', but he was undoubtedly male. His green right eye, and purple left eye blinked widely as his chest slowly pushed out, while his Adam's apple pushed in. He let out a light 'umph' noise as he experienced a quick orgasm, but one that expelled all of his seed into his very small shorts. His cock retracted inside of him, as did his balls. After only a quick minute, his gender changed from male, to female. "Ack!"

Erakir watched with amazement, but he couldn't help but laugh. "Hah! That's what happens when you steal my scrolls!" He fell back against his chair with his head high.

"I just wanted to read it! You changed me into this!" Ferias was shocked over her new voice. She slammed the scroll on the table and pushed it to him. "Change me back into a male right now!" She was normally a very cheerful femboy, but few could be happy about a sudden gender swap.

"I don't know how to change you back! If I had to guess, it'd be in the scroll." Erakir grabbed the scroll and read the top. He thought it was a little bizarre that the scroll didn't burst into flames and vanish after Ferias read the scrolls. A used scroll had a tendency to burn to ash when used. Erakir figured there must be more to the spell. "Here! See, there's another spell down here."

"Well, you read it this time. It's your scroll after all." Ferias said with a frustrated grunt. She couldn't believe this. Sure, she read the scroll, but she held Erakir completely responsible for her gender change.

"Okay, okay. Gencha Onit a niwt." Erakir read from the scroll. Once he finished reading, the scroll burst into flames, though a magical flame that just burned the scroll to dust, and nothing else surrounding it. "Ack! Happy now?" Erakir immediately regretted reading the second part. Now the odds of them figuring out what the scroll contained would be next to impossible.

"A little." Ferias smirked. "But you haven't transformed yet, either."

Erakir's pompom and ears drooped. "I'm sorry about your gender change. At least gender transformation spells are easy to fix." He felt warm inside, but he didn't feel different other than that. Just then, he felt a twitch in his eyes. He closed his eyes, and then he saw a brief flash of green in one eye, and purple in the other. He reopened his eyes and blinked rapidly. "Huh? Did something change about me? My eyes feel...weird."

Ferias leaned forward to look into Erakir's eyes. Just as she did, she leaned back. "Your eyes." She paused briefly. "Huh? I mean, there's no change. Your eyes are the same, the same color as mine."

Erakir thought there was something strange about that. Erakir knew Ferias had heterochromia. He tried to think about the color of his eyes, but he couldn't imagine them being different from Ferias. "Huh, yeah. I guess you're right. Well, that's annoying. I'm sorry I turned you into a girl and I just gave myself some weird eye changes that I literally cannot see what's different."

Ferias sighed. She leaned back and crossed her arms over her tits. "Whatever. Look, can we go to a livelier club? Nothing's really happening here. We can worry about my condition later."

Erakir nodded. He hopped down, and then he felt a brief sense of vertigo. Things felt...different. He glanced to the left, and then to the right. He felt taller, and it made him feel dizzy. "Huh?" His scarf was even gone. "Ferias, something is definitely going on. I'm transforming." He remembered transforming before and changing height. It was always such a bizarre experience. He was a moogle, and moogles were short. A new taller height was something he could not ignore. He was at least quarter of a meter taller, and he knew it. "That scroll did do something to me!"

Ferias got up and stretched. Her breast felt uncomfortable. Then again, they were new to her. "What did it do? You look a bit different, but not that different."

Erakir was about to talk about his difference in height, but he felt a hot flash. He stumbled back and rubbed his head. "Uh...huh?" He stroked his head and swore he was missing something. He swore he used to have a pompom atop his head. Moogles usually did. He wondered if he was a moogle though. He was taller than any moogle he knew now was. "I was shorter, I know I was." He still felt dizzy from the height gain.

"We're all short at some point in our lives." Ferias grabbed Erakir's paw. "The difference is we grow up. Come on, I know a perfect place we can go!" She wasn't sure why, but she felt happier. She was still angry with Erakir, but she couldn't remember 'why' she was angry with him. "We'll find a couple of studs or futas and just have so much fun that we'll forget tonight."

Erakir rubbed his head with his free hand while he walked along with Ferias. "Clubbing?" Erakir remembered going clubbing with Ferias quite often. His legs covered in rainbow stockings, just as Ferias had, but unlike Ferias, he had an erection between his legs at the thought of having fun with some others. "I guess it couldn't hurt."

Ferias walked out of the one club with Erakir and glanced around. It was nighttime on the strip, but it was crowded. "There's a good place a few blocks away, come on."

Erakir felt another sense of vertigo as his height grew. He stumbled in his steps, but he kept walking with Ferias. He noticed many people around him were, while still taller, were closer to his height than they once were. "Ferias, I know something is changing." He heard his voice crack as he spoke.

"Well, tell me what's different, Ferikir. What did that scroll change about you? Because I honestly don't see anything different with you or myself for that matter."

Erakir wondered if the name Ferikir sounded right. It must have been right though. Ferias called them that. Ferikir wondered where the name Erakir even came from, but they just figured it was part of the earlier transformation. Ferikir couldn't believe the transformation went as far as changing what his name once was!

Ferikir then thought what was different about Ferias. Didn't the scroll change 'something' about her? If so, he couldn't tell what. He thought that maybe the lack of change was the reason Ferias was upset; it didn't change anything about her. However, it most definitely changed something about Ferikir. "I..." He paused. He looked down, and then he realized what changed so significantly. "It IS my height, just as I thought. See, I'm shorter!" Ferikir bumped against Ferias. "We used to be the same height, but now we're not!"

Ferias paused not far from a large red building with neon lights, the 'Neigh Neigh' club. "Now that you mention it, you were my height, weren't you? You do look a bit different, but it looks temporary because you're still transforming. Even your fur is changing back."

Ferikir looked down at his once white fur. His heart pounded as he looked at the color he used to have, and watched as it changed to a purplish fur pattern, the kind Ferias had. "Oh...yeah. At least it's returning to normal." He swore there was still so much wrong with his body though.

"Didn't you used to be a girl like me too?" Ferias tilted her head. She had the expression of excitement in her eyes, but her face looked serious.

"Uh..." Ferikir knew there was some gender confusion between the two of them as well, but he wasn't sure how. He looked down at his erect cock, and then at Ferias. "I think so?" He didn't remember what gender was right or what was wrong. His long ears developed a black tip, and his tail grew out to match Ferias's as well.

"We can't go into the Neigh Neigh club with you still as a guy!" Ferias pushed Ferikir into a small store, a pornography store at that. It was definitely a special kind of strip with all sorts of mature shops. "How do we get rid of your cock?"

Ferikir scratched his head. He could feel himself change more and more to look like the fox girl that pushed him around, literally. "Um...any stories that have transformation with gender usually end up with a big orgasm that finishes the transformation."

"Good point. Come in here then!" Ferias pushed Ferikir into the women's bathroom. "Strip all those clothes down. Also while you're at it, why don't we see what else is different about you."

Ferikir stripped down of all of his strange clothing. He had rainbow stockings just like Ferias, and he didn't think that was odd. He had a scarf, among some other bizarre clothing. "I think the spell transforms clothes too."

"Okay, but what about like, your fur and tail? Anything weird about those?"

Ferikir felt another small sense of height change that made him feel dizzy, but only briefly. He looked at the mirror and saw both his height and Ferias's were the same. "Um...my fur? It's the same purplish color as yours. Well, with a bit of blue and black here and there." He looked back at his tail. "Purple tail with a blue and black tip, and a fox tail as well. Nothing out of the ordinary." He then looked between his legs. "But this cock is weird." He pointed to a purplish cock with a white tip. He felt a growing pressure in the erect shaft. "Eh heh...should I really be in the women's bathroom when I have a cock?"

"Gender is pretty fluid, don't worry about that." Ferias stroked Ferikir's cock. "So we have to make you cum to change your gender." Ferias let out a little "Fwee" noise. "You know, you look so weird. You kind of look like my male counterpart."

Ferikir looked at himself in the mirror and saw his fox snout and long pink colored hair, complete with colorful beads like those that Ferias had. 
"Oh yeah, I kind of do." He coughed again as his voice changed. "Hehe...kind of like a femboy." She shivered as Ferias stroked his cock. "Should we really be doing this? Aren't we like...related somehow?"

"It's masturbation if you play with yourself. We've been over this." Ferias giggled. She stroked his cock more and gave it a few sensual licks. "You have to be close though. I can tell."

Ferikir nodded. A few strokes and licks kept him hard. Ferias was good with cocks. Then again, she WAS Ferias. After no more than a few minutes, he orgasmed with an "Fwee!"
His cock pumped his seed freely in front of him, and onto Ferias. As he came, his cock shrank and his breast pushed out into a pair of double Ds, just as Ferias had. His, or rather now her, memory became clear, and once her orgasm finished, she smiled at Ferias. "Oh! I feel SO much better!" Her voice was now identical to that of the female Ferias.

"You look better too!" Ferias licked some of Ferikir's seed and kissed Ferikir sloppily. She pulled back and grinned. "But you got your happy ending. Where's my happy ending?"

Ferikir rolled her eyes. She slipped on her rainbow stockings and latex boots, the same kind that Ferias wore. "You know cocks make everything better. Let's go to that Neigh Neigh club and find us a couple of hot ones."

Ferias nodded. "Then get dressed! Don't worry about dressing too fancy though, that stuff is going to come right off tonight!"

Ferikir put on her yellow shorts and a green top that just barely covered her chest. She put on her latex sleeves that went up to her elbows, and cracked her neck and fingers. "Ah. That feels SO much better!" 
Ferikir grabbed Ferias's paw, and the two foxes left for a wonderful night of clubbing, not thinking anything about them was now out of the ordinary.
