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When Jack goes on a date with a secretive woman, he gets suspicious about her past. How could someone keep rambling on about their work without mentioning anything about her personal life? What if she was doing something illegal? He couldn't date someone like that could he now?

As he brings this up, she proposed to bring him back to her place to get to know each other better. She does mention some rules like not searching within her purse or taking photos within her house which only intrigues the man further.

Jack's mind goes wild with reasoning, thinking that she was hiding drugs and checks through her purse. Only to find a necklace. One that shined and glowed in his face, cursing him into becoming a fox girl!

Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "“So Jake, how’s work nowadays?” The lady sitting opposite him asked in a deep feminine voice. Her green eyes glanced around the dining room while she brushed her brown hair to the side; the quiet Jake gulped down his spit. \n\n\nAfter an awkward laugh, he answered, “It’s…going fine. Just the usual…” Great. It's the third date with Clara and here he was stumbling over words. He couldn’t help himself, alright? For such a beauty to reach out to him, anyone would’ve been stunned in that situation.\n\n\nUnfortunately, that shock still persisted even now. \n\n\nShe nodded, “I see. I mean if you don’t have any stories about work then do you mind listening to some of mine?” \n\n\n“Go a…ahead, Clara.” \n\n\n“Alright so there was this client. She was…” As she rambled on about her work, Jake couldn’t take her seriously. There were a few things off about her. She was an accountant at some local bank but she was kinda secretive about her personal life. Always focusing on her work life and didn’t really want to share anything else. \n\n\nThe first time he heard her talk about her job, he had to stifle his yawn. Swallowing it down to keep up the guise. He wasn’t going to fumble the bag here, not when she’s this confident beauty. So he just nodded along and tried to interact with her. \n\n\n“Yeah so that’s why I had to create the account shee- are you even listening to me?” She glanced back at him, tapping on the table. \n\n\nHe nodded, “Yep, yep… You… err were talking about the account sheets weren’t you?” \n\n\n“Ah good that you’re still listening.” \n\n\n“Of course, I’ll… list-listen to you talk, Clara,” He winked back, “Who wouldn’t?” \n\n\nShe leaned back into her seat as the food was being served, “Lots of my previous dates wouldn’t. All of them called me boring. Said I was too dull.” \n\n\n“I mean… maybe they had a point?” \n\n\n“What do you mean by that?” \n\n\nHe gulped. Fuck. Shouldn’t have said that. It was a slip of his tongue and now his relationship would be in jeopardy. Sweat ran down his neck while he took a bite of his food. Clearing his throat, he explained, “Well… not that you’re bo-boring but more like…” He pointed to a corner, “All yo-you talk about is work… I… want to get to know more of you, you know?” \n\n\nShe chuckled, “Right…” She leaned forward, caressing against his rougher cheeks, “I don’t mind showing more of me to a cutie like you later on.” \n\n\nHis face flushed red. Ah, shit. He was supposed to be taking the initiative, not being led on like this. But… he didn’t mind. \n\n\n“Does that mean…?” \n\n\n“Yeah, let’s go back to my place. I’ll show you all the spice within me. But I do have a couple rules once we’re back at my place,” She munched on her food.\n\n\n“Rules?” \n\n\n“Just small ones. Most of them just entailed you not being a freak.” \n\n\n“Oh…” \n\n\n“Basically, don’t take photos of my home. Don’t share anything I tell you to your friends. Don’t check my bag. Don’t touch anything suspicious and all that jazz.” \n\n\n“Right… I’ll follow them of course…” \n\n\n“Then we should be fine,” Revealing her soft smile, they returned to their conversations. Nicely packaged and talking about the movie that they watched earlier. It was a pleasant dinner but Jake kept thinking about her four rules. Specifically the third one. \n\n\nCuriosity stirred within him. What was in her bag? It was just a normal pink purse that couldn’t even fit a laptop. What could she even hide in there? Drugs? Weapons? And why would she even bring it out to their date if it was this dangerous. \n\n\nOnce the dinner ended, she spotted his glance towards her bag, “Are you that curious about this bag?” \n\n\n“O…oh sorry if it was bo…bothering you,” He ducked a little. \n\n\n“No worries. I just have security measures installed in the bag. You know, just for safety reasons,” She answered. \n\n\nFollowing behind her, her mood improved as she started talking about other stuff. Mostly work still. She tried to spice it up, gossiping about her colleagues but it wasn’t hitting the same for him. She still felt like she was hiding herself from him. \n\n\nFrom the restaurant, it was a short walk towards her house (about five minutes). Standing outside of her house, Clara led the way in.\n\n\nOnce inside her house, her living room was honestly warmer than expected. A large rug covered the house with warm lights illuminating the room, this was much cozier than he would’ve expected. Not to mention the large sofa that occupied the centre, “Make yourself at home, Jake. I’ll go and get some drinks for you.” \n\n\nClara left her purse behind on the sofa, walking towards the kitchen. A dilemma soon struck Jake. Should he just take a peek? Just a small peek wouldn’t hurt anyone, would it? What if she had a weapon or drugs within her purse? He didn’t want to be associated with that. Plus, she wasn’t even here to see it. \n\n\nSwiftly, he reached out for her purse and opened the zip. But he found nothing remotely interesting. Digging deeper into her purse, he found a necklace, glowing red under the lights. The jewels all appeared to be looking at him as he dangled it. Huh? Why didn’t she wear this on her date? \n\n\n“Jake, do you want Coke or Sprite?\" \n\n\nThe man coughed in shock, clearing his throat, he replied, “Coke works!” \n\n\n‘Alright then.” \n\n\nHastily, he hid the necklace back to where he found it - deep underneath all of her other belongings. To be completely honest, he was disappointed. All of his imagination was proven wrong; it was just a plain old bag that only had the usual belongings. \n\n\nHowever, little did he know, the ‘security measures’ had already kicked into place. \n\n\nClara returned back with two glasses of Coke, “Here you go, do you want anything else?” \n\n\n“N…Nah, I’m fine.” \n\n\n“Right, just stay here. Let me show you my collection of albums,” She said, rushing to her room. Meanwhile, the man sunk into her sofa, feeling slightly hotter than usual. Like a fever was approaching him. Was he sick?\n\n\nHe pressed against his forehead, feeling warmer. Strange, he was fine just now. Unknown to him, his black hair was brightening up into a softer shade of pink. Sakura pink actually. Seriously, what happened to him? \n\n\nReturning back to the living hall, Clara held her albums within her hands with a cheery demeanor. Had been such a long time since she invited anyone into her home, especially for a romantic partner of sorts. All her previous dates just bailed out sooner or later. \n\n\nHer disgust momentarily surfaced once she spotted Jake’s new thicker pink hair. Great. Another one who couldn’t follow simple instructions. Sitting right beside Jake, she caressed his hair, “Jake, what’s wrong?” \n\n\n“...think I might be sick,” His face grew redder, “I should probably head back now.” \n\n\nHe rose to his feet, only for a sudden onset of lightheadedness to hit. Wait, why was his balance completely off. Felt like his centre of gravity sunk downwards as her house appeared bigger now? \n\n\n“Wait,” She grabbed against his hand, “Maybe I could get you some meds or something. Is it a headache or…”\n\n\n“I think it's a fever…” He muttered out, unaware and oblivious of how his words were higher in pitch. Sitting back down, he leaned against her, “Sorry for the… trouble.” \n\n\nUnder her breath, she muttered a simple, “Oh you better be.” \n\n\n“Di… did you say something?” \n\n\nClara shook her head, “Nope. I’ll just get you some medicine.” \n\n\nThe lady returned back to her room. Her mind swirled with ideas. Yes, this date might be a complete dud - men just couldn’t control themselves. But she was getting a cute girl in return. One with fox ears and tail. \n\n\nShe ravaged through her collections of potions, wondering which one spice up his changes. He was already much cuter as a man. As a woman? Oh heavens, Jade might be too much for her. No, maybe clothes would be better to put his rebellious action in full display. \n\n\nMeanwhile, Jake laid flat on her sofa. The first time he was invited to a date’s house and he was ill. He was supposed to be the man here, not let Clara take care of him like a sick patient (although the prospect of Clara acting as his nurse sounded amazing.) \n\n\nSubtle changes continued marching on. His broader shoulders narrowed down by a couple inches while his body hair dropped one strand at a time, leaving behind smoother brighter skin. Within his soft breaths, he couldn’t help but feel so much hotter like someone had placed him into a sauna. Not overwhelmingly hot but just enough to give discomfort. \n\n\nHis little amounts of muscles softened up and shrunk, redistributing and shifting around within his body. Sore spots appeared through his body. Jake checked his phone, trying to figure out what symptoms these were. \n\n\nWhen suddenly, his hair blocked his view. Sakura pink hair. Rubbing against it, he let out a gasp, feeling how much softer and thicker it was. What the hell was this? How could his hair turn pink like that? \n\n\nClara’s footsteps now echoed as the man sat back up. His face turned pale, seeing as her gentle demeanor morphed into a sinister smile, carrying a kimono outfit inside her arms, “Jade, look what I have here.” \n\n\n“Clara?” He rubbed against his neck, noticing his higher pitched voice. Noting his apple was much smaller now, he stammered, “Wh-where’s the med…meds?” \n\n\n“Meds?” She sat beside him, chuckling, “A naughty girl like you don’t need meds.” \n\n\nJake rose to his feet, “S…Stop calling me that. I-I’m leaving.” \n\n\nHis shirt tugged to his left, revealing his softer shoulders while his hair continued to thicken. While his pants were barely holding onto his waist, he pulled them up and tightened against his belt. Clara chuckled, “And where do you think you’re going, Jade?” \n\n\n“H…Home.” \n\n\n“With male clothes that don’t fit you?” \n\n\n“I…I don’t know what you are talking a…about…” \n\n\nHis date clicked against her tongue, “Whatever. The cat’s already out of the bag, might as well just tell you the truth” She snapped her fingers. A force propelled Jake back to the sofa, forcing him to sit down there. His eyes widened, the hell was that? “I’m actually a witch. Didn’t want this to be the way for you to find out but yes, I’m a witch.” \n\n\n“A witch? Yo…You’re crazy!” \n\n\nRolling her eyes, she continued, “Then explain why you’re turning into a girl.” \n\n\n“A girl?” His voice had now risen by an octave, making the resemblance to being a woman undeniable. \n\n\n“Well yes. A cute fox girl. One that’s gonna be my apprentice.” \n\n\n“B…But how?” \n\n\n“You saw the necklace, didn’t you? That necklace has a curse to turn whoever that looked at it into a cute vulnerable girl of my choice,” Her words grew colder, more serious as she leaned into the changing man, “And the worst part? It only works once,” She pulled out the necklace - it had stopped glowing entirely - and wrapped it around his neck. \n\n\nHe blinked at her, “Wa-wait! You can change me back, right?” \n\n\n“Why would I change you back?” \n\n\n“Bec-because I’m a guy! You can’t just cha-change me into your girl!” He protested, “I… I can’t be a gi-girl!”\n\n\nThe witch pulled up a small mirror from within her pouch, flashing it right in front of him. A bright red blush flushed over his rounder and softer cheeks. His entire face just shrunk slightly with his jawline now completely hidden under his brighter skin. Eye lashes stretched out while his eyes rounded out and enlarged. \n\n\n“No…No… This can’t be!” He shook his head, “Stop this!” \n\n\n“Oh? The audacity to say this?” She leaned forward, pinching his cheeks, “That necklace cost me a grand and you just had to touch your slimy hands around it.” \n\n\n“Alright, I’m sorry! Sorry for seeing your necklace!” He squirmed within his seat, “But Clara, I can’t be a girl! Change me back now!” \n\n\n“Aw, but we just got started.” \n\n\nHer hands brushed against his softer face, leading up to his ears. With a magical touch, his ears vanished into thin air, “Wha-” He used his arms and tried to block her touch, but it was futile, “Stop that!” \n\n\nHer mouth moved yet no sound escaped. No, he just couldn’t hear her words as pressure built up right on the tip of his smaller skull. Tears brimmed. All of this because he took a peek at her purse? This is nonsense! \n\n\nClara’s hands shifted downwards to his shirt. Oh? His nipples certainly swelled up, poking out of his shirt. She gave it a little squish, causing a moan to escape out of Jake’s now redder lips. His eyes glared down at her hands, spotting his curves around his chest. Soft ones even. \n\n\nAs his shirt rubbed against his larger nipples, he couldn’t help but squirm. Why were they so sensitive? Didn’t help that the pressure was still building up on his skull and that he was essentially deaf. \n\n\nMore underlying changes soon unraveled. His gut (not that it was big initially) retracted backwards and created a slender body frame. All of his chest hair had dropped completely, leaving behind silky soft skin for him to touch. And then there’s the build up just above his flat ass. His tailbone trying to push through his loose pants. \n\n\nClara pressed on the attack. With a smirk, she cupped his new breasts, fondling them in a clockwise manner. Embarrassment mixed with pleasure flooded his mind. No, he was a man! Not… not with these tits like these… \n\n\nFinally, the pressure was released around his skull, spouting out a pair of ears. Furry pink fox ears. Sounds were much more sensitive to Jake as he covered his new ears. Gah! Why could he hear passing conversations outside of the house? \n\n\nShedding a tear, he glanced down at his breasts - shaped like peaches - a massive blush flushed over his face. He cleared his throat, gulping one final spit, “Why are the-” He covered his mouth, realizing how feminine his voice was. Indistinguishable from a woman’s voice actually. Fingers rubbed against his neck, only to find out that his Adam’s Apple merged completely. \n\n\n“Cause Jade,” Clara leaned forward, whispering into his new twitchy ears, “I like them big.” \n\n\nEach word made him shiver. Shiver from how cold they were, “No. This can’t be happening!” \n\n\n“Now, now, why don’t you take a closer look at yourself?” \n\n\nWithout much force, she pulled over his stuffy shirt, revealing his new feminine torso. Vulnerable and soft. Not to mention, his sizable tits were begging for more attention. More of her touch on him. He shook his head in dismay, his jaws almost fell to the ground, “Bu-But…” \n\n\nClara’s fingers squished against her nipples. Another moan escaped - this time for both parties to enjoy. The humiliation to get teased by her was enough to make his eyes water up. Yet, the witch relished in his suffering, “Awww, shouldn’t have opened my purse should you?” \n\n\nHe averted his eyes from her, his ears drooped and his arms covered his vulnerable tits. And yet why did it have to be this exhilarating? This thrilling to be touched by her… The worst part? He was getting hard from her touches. His own rod pressed against his boxers, appearing as the bulge from the outside.\n\n\n“See I’m not the only one enjoying this,” Her gaze rapidly moved towards his nether regions, “Look how bricked up you are!” \n\n\nOh, the embarrassment was driving him insane. To be mocked all because of one stupid mistake? Wasn’t this going too far for her? \n\n\nThe last few sets of changes crashed like waves. First, his hips widened apart, receiving all of the excess muscle that he had previously. His pants ripped apart, revealing his boxers that Clara promptly stripped him off. There, his flat ass now curved outwards, protruding as layers of fat made it jiggle. \n\n\nIf he had a wish right now, he would’ve wanted this all to be a dream. To just change back to the same boring shy guy that never checked her purse. Alas, it was too late as his thoughts were interrupted by her slap to his bigger ‘cake’. \n\n\n“Damn Jade, didn’t think you’re built like a dump truck,” She crackled, “Now let’s get rid of that pesky little rod of yours.” \n\n\nJake immediately tried to escape, shifting his body and turning to run. Rising to his feet, the shift of gravity hit him hard, causing him to trip and fall to the ground. Clara, now behind him, wrapped one of her hands around his firm tits, the other rubbing against her ass, “Where do you think you’re going?” \n\n\n“Please! Anything but that!” He cried, “Clara, I’m sorry! I’ll do anything for you? Do you want money? Or…Or like do you need help? I’ll be your but-” \n\n\n“You’re so funny Jade,” She whispered into his ears, “You’re already going to be my personal apprentice, why do I need to follow your stupid deals?” \n\n\nHe squirmed. All of his emotions - pleasure being the most notable ones while the rest all swarmed against it, blaming himself for even having such thoughts - spiralled in his mind, “I…I’m a man, Clara! You fucking bitch!” \n\n\n“Not with these tits,” She fondled against them, forcing moan after moans to escape out of his lips. He could feel his own rod surging with blood, leaking out precum from the tip. Moans became pants as he tried to gasp for air. \n\n\n“S-sto-stop!” \n\n\nHer hands shifted towards his groins. A decent three inches, it throbbed excitedly and twitched for every touch he received, “Awww, but you’re going to be such a cute girl.” \n\n\n“C…cute gir…girl?” He repeated after her, his mind now hazy from the intense euphoria, “N…no…” \n\n\nShe stroked against his cock, keeping up the pressure, “Come on, let me help you with this. One last nut,” Stroking harder and harder, he couldn’t even think at all. Only urges fueled his actions, jerking forwards and back with his jiggling ass.\n\n\nHis tongue now stuck out, panting for more air as her hands fondled against his rod. But right above his butt, he could still feel something growing there. Trying to get out of his tight body. \n\n\nAt this point, it wasn’t a stretch to call Jake a woman with how his assets revealed themselves. Descriptions like cute or sexy suited him much better and ones that Clara was sure to use. The last ‘manly’ thing was his cock, completely bricked up from her soft touches. \n\n\n“S…st…stop!” His words slurred, feeling his mind slipping from his own thoughts. \n\n\nClara ignored his pleas. Her hands moved around and caressed all of his sensitive spots. His swollen nipples, his fat ass and those twitchy furry ears of his. All while stroking his cock. Ensuring that he was edging out through the sensations. \n\n\nMore moans escaped. Maybe it was fine to be her apprentice. She was giving him so much attention already and plus she was his girlfriend, right? What’s the diff-he shook his head rapidly. His thoughts returned back to the ecstasy at hand. \n\n\nSuddenly, his tailbone pierced through his skin, revealing a full grown tail. Immediately stretching till the floor, it revealed all of his emotions through intense wagging, like a dog that just found his master. He blushed even harder.\n\n\nHe had full control of this tail, this appendage that just shot through his skin, and yet he couldn’t stop wagging it. It felt like an additional limb from the back but so much more sensitive and quicker. The witch switched up her tactics, brushing against his new tail. Which he soon discovered was equally sensitive. \n\n\nRubbing against the shaft of his tail, his eyes flickered, unable to produce a single sound as more fur fluffed by its tip. Perfect as being her newest student. \n\n\nShe moved in front of him. As her eyes locked with his crimson red face, she licked against her lips before diving into his cock. Her hands, still fondling against the base of his tail, hastened the pace, occasionally fondling and squishing against his fat ass. \n\n\nHer tongue immediately wrapped around his cock. Slapping it around, Jake tensed his body up. He knew. He knew that if he just cummed right now, there was no turning back for him but… the pressure was killing him. Just felt like it was doubling over and over as he closed his eyes and clenched his dainty fists. \n\n\nUnknown to him, his erected rod was shrinking. Each second his cock was within her warm moist lips, it slowly retracted back, increasing its sensitivity. An inch had been shaved off since her tongue played around with it. \n\n\nClara rolled her eyes. What was the point of resisting? Her tongue pressed against the tip of his cock, causing an intense orgasm down to his body. Letting out a howl-like moan, he covered his mouth up, the ecstasy crashed against his mind, shattering any resistance he had left. \n\n\nSalty thick cum squirted onto her tongue that came out in ropes. Over and over. Her tongue just kept pushing it closer to his body, creating an ocean of ecstasy to drown his own thoughts. \nAfter all of those repeated moans, the changing man’s voice went sore, his throat now completely dry. Now softening into heavy breaths and pants, he squirmed. \n\n\nClara’s tongue still kept pushing forward. His cock, now smaller than his pinkie, became hypersensitive, making Jake fidget restlessly in his place. Tingles surrounded the region, those that only made him hornier. His nutsack that remained merged with his delicate skin, bumping his assets slightly. \n\n\nHe twitched to the side, his eyes watching his penis shifting above his groins. Right above where his penis used to be. Or what remained of it - it was about half an inch long at this point. Shocks of pleasure rushed up his body as his new cunt opened up - thick and soaked within folds. Now with his clitoris in place, all that remained was a twitching fox girl on the floor. \n\n\nThe witch stood up, wiping away cum off her face, “Ah Jade, aren’t you glad you got to cum one last time?” \n\n\nThe panting fox girl only shook her head, glaring daggers at her. \n\n\n“Oh calm on, it isn’t that bad. You know girls would kill to look as cute as you.” \n\n\nHer face flushed red. Cute. Girl. She? She was a man! Not this weird freak animal-human hybrid! She shouldn’t even have such heavy breasts or an ass so big, it ripped through his pants? \n\n\nWith a swirl of her finger, the necklace she wore morphed into a collar. The leJake stretched into Clara’s hands. Great. Not only was she a girl, she was also chained to this fucking witch! Her rage and regret were blending into a bitter resignation. Was she going to be like this for the rest of her life? \n\n\nTossing the kimono onto Jade, Clara chuckled, “Don’t look so sad, I’m sure you can change back.” \n\n\n“Ch-change ba-back?”\n\n\n“Of course. All you have to do is learn under me. Call me your mistress and I’ll teach you everything about magic. Including the reverse spell.” \n\n\nHer eyes lit up with hope. She could change back into a man? \n\n\n“Now, now, not everything’s free.” \n\n\n“Bu-” \n\n\n“Don’t you know all students of witches have to do their chores?” Her smile widened, “So wear those clothes and start doing my laundry, Jade.” \n\n\nShe grumbled under her breath. Clara better teach her magic or else, she was going to lose it. Leaning against the sofa, she rose to her feet, putting on the kimono reluctantly. Just looking at it made her embarrassed. Why was it so skimpy and revealing? \n\n\n“D…do I really ne-need to wear this?” Jade asked. Hesitation filled her voice, “It-it barely covers anything...” \n\n\n“You know what, you’re right.” \n\n\nThe fox girl sighed in relief, passing her the japanese outfit. Clara instead snapped her fingers, spawning a pair of lingerie and hot pink panties for Jade, “I forgot to give you this. Oh silly me.” \n\n\nBlood rushed to her cheeks. Just eyeballing it, she could tell they were her size - a much wider panties with a smaller bra size. She turned around, her tail stopping in its tracks. She was actually wearing these clothes? \n\n\n“Don’t you want to turn back, Jade?” Clara whispered behind her. \n\n\n“Fine!” Grabbing her undergarments, she dressed them up, feeling her nipples pressing against her new bra with her panties wrapping around her larger hips. And then came the kimono. In the usual black and white, she placed them on, feeling her curves pressing against the smaller outfit. Tighter than she expected. \n\n\nAnd so her new life as Clara’s apprentice began. \n\n\nWhile she was Clara’s apprentice, she would be sleeping in the same house as her in separate rooms fortunately. Her old job was essentially a memory of a bygone era with Clara paying her a low monthly salary to sustain herself. She would also not be allowed outside unless given explicit permission, enforced by spells and other tricks. \n\n\nThe work immediately started right after she placed her clothes on, now responsible for Clara and her laundry as well as cleaning up the mess that she made in the living hall. Jade reluctantly listened to her orders; her tail immediately revealed how she was feeling at any moment. \n\n\nBy the next morning, she blinked at herself. Still hoping that it was a nightmare. A terrible one. But as her palm reached over to her bountiful breasts, that definitely wasn’t the case. \n\n\nChores stacked upon one another. Up early in the morning after her usual sweeping and cleaning of the floor, Clara had assigned her to gather ingredients within magical forests. Failure to do so would make Clara skip her daily lessons with Jade. \n\n\nShe sighed in dejection. The faster she did her tasks, the faster she could return to normal. And so quests of gathering ingredients and other menial tasks continued to come by her way. \n\n\nWhen Clara was home however, she would get her hands dirty, teasing the fox girl in whatever direction possible. One day, while Jade would dust the cupboards, her hands grabbed against her breasts from behind, fondling against her nipples. \n\n\n“Mistress!” \n\n\n“Awww, what’s wrong, my little foxy?” She cooed inside her ears. \n\n\nJade squirmed, resisting the urge to moan, \"Mistress Clara, St-stop! I’m working now!” \n\n\n“But you’re just so cute, you know?” Her palms shifted to her ass, squeezing against it firmly, “So sexy in the right areas.” \n\n\nThe fox girl’s tail wagged like a metronome. She couldn’t deny that she missed these sensations - the same ones she experienced as her first female orgasm. Memories flashed back to those times. If only… she could relive those days again. \n\n\nHer bright red blushes fueled the witch further. Oh she was really the cutest. Maybe it was fortunate that he checked through her purse, else how would she tease her like this.\n\n\n“Mistrss Clara!” She snapped out of her grasp, “Could we do thi-this later? I might fall from here!” \n\n\n“Tch,” She clicked against her tongue, “Fine. Meet me in my room later for a lesson.” \n\n\nJade nodded, sighing. This kimono was still a tad too tight for her but now she liked it tight, emphasising her curves like a pervert. She caught herself, sighing out how embarrassing these thoughts were. \n\n\nThe witch also upheld her end of the bargain. Teaching her magic daily bit by bit. Just clearing up the fundamentals before the actual spell casting could take place. The dry stuff that had no spells attached to, much to Jade’s disappointment. \n\n\nGoing back to her room, the fox girl couldn’t stop thinking about the scenes. That scene where she changed from a man to her current self. The overwhelming pleasure and euphoria she felt was so immense, she kinda missed it. \n\n\nShe stripped her kimono off, seeing the mirror’s reflection of herself. She really was a beauty. Maybe… she got onto the bed, her fingers twitching against the sheets. Her pussy began to get wetter, thoughts running wild about her rampant sex scene. \n\n\nThere, her fingers pressed against her nipple. A soft moan escaped. Fuck… she was a man but these breasts were just too sexy not to touch. Squeezing them, she let out a louder moan, her tail in prime position to wag. \n\n\nHer other hand fondled against her ass. Squishing and pulling the soft fat layers of fat of hers. She loved it. She wanted more. More from her ass being touched like that. Her breasts to be fondled against her hand all in complete isolation. \n\n\nJade jerked her hips front and back. Her ass jiggled up and down alongside his breasts, all while his hands fondled against them. Pleasure knocked against her thoughts. Shit, she might just love this ecstasy. \n\n\nWith one of her empty hands, she covered her mouth. No, Clara would definitely humiliate her if she heard her moans, claiming how cute and sexy she was. Her heart skipped a beat. Fuck. It even felt good to be complimented.\n\n\nThrough muffled moans, she opened her legs apart, stretching her cunt fully. Just the mere touch excited her body. Was she really doing this? She was a man, wasn’t she? \n\n\nFlames ignited within her pussy. Her hesitation immediately melted into puddles as her fingers rubbed against her ridges. Exploring deeper into her womanhood, she clutched against her bedsheets, louder moans echoing the room. The pleasure rose up, the deeper she went. \n\n\nAnd there she found her golden spot. Rubbing against it fanned her flames, her moans rising by decibels as euphoria crashed into her mind. She wanted more. Something bigger to fulfill this aching need. Her body arched with shivers of pleasure rushing down her spine\n\n\n“Ahhh~” She cried, her tail now in full swing once she had that orgasmic release. Fluids ejaculated out of her pussy, soaking the bedsheets wet. Panting now, she immediately flushed red, realizing how loud she was. \n\n\nWell, it wasn’t as if Clara heard her. \n\n\n“Oh Jade,” Clara knocked on the door, “Sounds like you’re having fun with your new body.” \n\n\nJade covered her nude body with a nearby blanket, shouting, “What do you want? This is my off hours now!” \n\n\n“Don’t worry, I’m not going to scold you,” The door creaked as a phillac-shaped object rolled through the gap, “Take this as a gift for your… self exploration.” \n\n\nThe fox girl grabbed it up immediately. Her eyes widening at its size. Maybe… no. She was a man for crying out loud. But… just how much fun would it be to… she was in the mood… her pussy’s still soaking wet… ah fuck it. \n\n\nAs Clara walked away, the witch chuckled to herself, wondering if she would even change back by this point.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "“So Jake, how’s work nowadays?” The lady sitting opposite him asked in a deep feminine voice. Her green eyes glanced around the dining room while she brushed her brown hair to the side; the quiet Jake gulped down his spit.


After an awkward laugh, he answered, “It’s…going fine. Just the usual…” Great. It's the third date with Clara and here he was stumbling over words. He couldn’t help himself, alright? For such a beauty to reach out to him, anyone would’ve been stunned in that situation.


Unfortunately, that shock still persisted even now.


She nodded, “I see. I mean if you don’t have any stories about work then do you mind listening to some of mine?”


“Go a…ahead, Clara.”


“Alright so there was this client. She was…” As she rambled on about her work, Jake couldn’t take her seriously. There were a few things off about her. She was an accountant at some local bank but she was kinda secretive about her personal life. Always focusing on her work life and didn’t really want to share anything else.


The first time he heard her talk about her job, he had to stifle his yawn. Swallowing it down to keep up the guise. He wasn’t going to fumble the bag here, not when she’s this confident beauty. So he just nodded along and tried to interact with her.


“Yeah so that’s why I had to create the account shee- are you even listening to me?” She glanced back at him, tapping on the table.


He nodded, “Yep, yep… You… err were talking about the account sheets weren’t you?”


“Ah good that you’re still listening.”


“Of course, I’ll… list-listen to you talk, Clara,” He winked back, “Who wouldn’t?”


She leaned back into her seat as the food was being served, “Lots of my previous dates wouldn’t. All of them called me boring. Said I was too dull.”


“I mean… maybe they had a point?”


“What do you mean by that?”


He gulped. Fuck. Shouldn’t have said that. It was a slip of his tongue and now his relationship would be in jeopardy. Sweat ran down his neck while he took a bite of his food. Clearing his throat, he explained, “Well… not that you’re bo-boring but more like…” He pointed to a corner, “All yo-you talk about is work… I… want to get to know more of you, you know?”


She chuckled, “Right…” She leaned forward, caressing against his rougher cheeks, “I don’t mind showing more of me to a cutie like you later on.”


His face flushed red. Ah, shit. He was supposed to be taking the initiative, not being led on like this. But… he didn’t mind.


“Does that mean…?”


“Yeah, let’s go back to my place. I’ll show you all the spice within me. But I do have a couple rules once we’re back at my place,” She munched on her food.


“Rules?”


“Just small ones. Most of them just entailed you not being a freak.”


“Oh…”


“Basically, don’t take photos of my home. Don’t share anything I tell you to your friends. Don’t check my bag. Don’t touch anything suspicious and all that jazz.”


“Right… I’ll follow them of course…”


“Then we should be fine,” Revealing her soft smile, they returned to their conversations. Nicely packaged and talking about the movie that they watched earlier. It was a pleasant dinner but Jake kept thinking about her four rules. Specifically the third one.


Curiosity stirred within him. What was in her bag? It was just a normal pink purse that couldn’t even fit a laptop. What could she even hide in there? Drugs? Weapons? And why would she even bring it out to their date if it was this dangerous.


Once the dinner ended, she spotted his glance towards her bag, “Are you that curious about this bag?”


“O…oh sorry if it was bo…bothering you,” He ducked a little.


“No worries. I just have security measures installed in the bag. You know, just for safety reasons,” She answered.  


Following behind her, her mood improved as she started talking about other stuff. Mostly work still. She tried to spice it up, gossiping about her colleagues but it wasn’t hitting the same for him. She still felt like she was hiding herself from him.


From the restaurant, it was a short walk towards her house (about five minutes). Standing outside of her house, Clara led the way in.


Once inside her house, her living room was honestly warmer than expected. A large rug covered the house with warm lights illuminating the room, this was much cozier than he would’ve expected. Not to mention the large sofa that occupied the centre, “Make yourself at home, Jake. I’ll go and get some drinks for you.”


Clara left her purse behind on the sofa, walking towards the kitchen. A dilemma soon struck Jake. Should he just take a peek? Just a small peek wouldn’t hurt anyone, would it? What if she had a weapon or drugs within her purse? He didn’t want to be associated with that. Plus, she wasn’t even here to see it.


Swiftly, he reached out for her purse and opened the zip. But he found nothing remotely interesting. Digging deeper into her purse, he found a necklace, glowing red under the lights. The jewels all appeared to be looking at him as he dangled it. Huh? Why didn’t she wear this on her date?


“Jake, do you want Coke or Sprite?"


The man coughed in shock, clearing his throat, he replied, “Coke works!”


‘Alright then.”


Hastily, he hid the necklace back to where he found it - deep underneath all of her other belongings. To be completely honest, he was disappointed. All of his imagination was proven wrong; it was just a plain old bag that only had the usual belongings.


However, little did he know, the ‘security measures’ had already kicked into place.


Clara returned back with two glasses of Coke, “Here you go, do you want anything else?”  


“N…Nah, I’m fine.”


“Right, just stay here. Let me show you my collection of albums,” She said, rushing to her room. Meanwhile, the man sunk into her sofa, feeling slightly hotter than usual. Like a fever was approaching him. Was he sick?


He pressed against his forehead, feeling warmer. Strange, he was fine just now. Unknown to him, his black hair was brightening up into a softer shade of pink. Sakura pink actually. Seriously, what happened to him?


Returning back to the living hall, Clara held her albums within her hands with a cheery demeanor. Had been such a long time since she invited anyone into her home, especially for a romantic partner of sorts. All her previous dates just bailed out sooner or later.


Her disgust momentarily surfaced once she spotted Jake’s new thicker pink hair. Great. Another one who couldn’t follow simple instructions. Sitting right beside Jake, she caressed his hair, “Jake, what’s wrong?”


“...think I might be sick,” His face grew redder, “I should probably head back now.”


He rose to his feet, only for a sudden onset of lightheadedness to hit. Wait, why was his balance completely off. Felt like his centre of gravity sunk downwards as her house appeared bigger now?


“Wait,” She grabbed against his hand, “Maybe I could get you some meds or something. Is it a headache or…”


“I think it's a fever…” He muttered out, unaware and oblivious of how his words were higher in pitch. Sitting back down, he leaned against her, “Sorry for the… trouble.”


Under her breath, she muttered a simple, “Oh you better be.”


“Di… did you say something?”


Clara shook her head, “Nope. I’ll just get you some medicine.”


The lady returned back to her room. Her mind swirled with ideas. Yes, this date might be a complete dud - men just couldn’t control themselves. But she was getting a cute girl in return. One with fox ears and tail.


She ravaged through her collections of potions, wondering which one spice up his changes. He was already much cuter as a man. As a woman? Oh heavens, Jade might be too much for her. No, maybe clothes would be better to put his rebellious action in full display.


Meanwhile, Jake laid flat on her sofa. The first time he was invited to a date’s house and he was ill. He was supposed to be the man here, not let Clara take care of him like a sick patient (although the prospect of Clara acting as his nurse sounded amazing.)


Subtle changes continued marching on. His broader shoulders narrowed down by a couple inches while his body hair dropped one strand at a time, leaving behind smoother brighter skin. Within his soft breaths, he couldn’t help but feel so much hotter like someone had placed him into a sauna. Not overwhelmingly hot but just enough to give discomfort.


His little amounts of muscles softened up and shrunk, redistributing and shifting around within his body. Sore spots appeared through his body. Jake checked his phone, trying to figure out what symptoms these were.


When suddenly, his hair blocked his view. Sakura pink hair. Rubbing against it, he let out a gasp, feeling how much softer and thicker it was. What the hell was this? How could his hair turn pink like that?


Clara’s footsteps now echoed as the man sat back up. His face turned pale, seeing as her gentle demeanor morphed into a sinister smile, carrying a kimono outfit inside her arms, “Jade, look what I have here.”


“Clara?” He rubbed against his neck, noticing his higher pitched voice. Noting his apple was much smaller now, he stammered, “Wh-where’s the med…meds?”


“Meds?” She sat beside him, chuckling, “A naughty girl like you don’t need meds.”


Jake rose to his feet, “S…Stop calling me that. I-I’m leaving.”


His shirt tugged to his left, revealing his softer shoulders while his hair continued to thicken. While his pants were barely holding onto his waist, he pulled them up and tightened against his belt. Clara chuckled, “And where do you think you’re going, Jade?”


“H…Home.”


“With male clothes that don’t fit you?”


“I…I don’t know what you are talking a…about…”


His date clicked against her tongue, “Whatever. The cat’s already out of the bag, might as well just tell you the truth” She snapped her fingers. A force propelled Jake back to the sofa, forcing him to sit down there. His eyes widened, the hell was that? “I’m actually a witch. Didn’t want this to be the way for you to find out but yes, I’m a witch.”


“A witch? Yo…You’re crazy!”


Rolling her eyes, she continued, “Then explain why you’re turning into a girl.”


“A girl?” His voice had now risen by an octave, making the resemblance to being a woman undeniable.


“Well yes. A cute fox girl. One that’s gonna be my apprentice.”


“B…But how?”


“You saw the necklace, didn’t you? That necklace has a curse to turn whoever that looked at it into a cute vulnerable girl of my choice,” Her words grew colder, more serious as she leaned into the changing man, “And the worst part? It only works once,” She pulled out the necklace - it had stopped glowing entirely - and wrapped it around his neck.


He blinked at her, “Wa-wait! You can change me back, right?”


“Why would I change you back?”


“Bec-because I’m a guy! You can’t just cha-change me into your girl!” He protested, “I… I can’t be a gi-girl!”


The witch pulled up a small mirror from within her pouch, flashing it right in front of him. A bright red blush flushed over his rounder and softer cheeks. His entire face just shrunk slightly with his jawline now completely hidden under his brighter skin. Eye lashes stretched out while his eyes rounded out and enlarged.


“No…No… This can’t be!” He shook his head, “Stop this!”


“Oh? The audacity to say this?” She leaned forward, pinching his cheeks, “That necklace cost me a grand and you just had to touch your slimy hands around it.”


“Alright, I’m sorry! Sorry for seeing your necklace!” He squirmed within his seat, “But Clara, I can’t be a girl! Change me back now!”


“Aw, but we just got started.”


Her hands brushed against his softer face, leading up to his ears. With a magical touch, his ears vanished into thin air, “Wha-” He used his arms and tried to block her touch, but it was futile, “Stop that!”


Her mouth moved yet no sound escaped. No, he just couldn’t hear her words as pressure built up right on the tip of his smaller skull. Tears brimmed. All of this because he took a peek at her purse? This is nonsense!


Clara’s hands shifted downwards to his shirt. Oh? His nipples certainly swelled up, poking out of his shirt. She gave it a little squish, causing a moan to escape out of Jake’s now redder lips. His eyes glared down at her hands, spotting his curves around his chest. Soft ones even.


As his shirt rubbed against his larger nipples, he couldn’t help but squirm. Why were they so sensitive? Didn’t help that the pressure was still building up on his skull and that he was essentially deaf.


More underlying changes soon unraveled. His gut (not that it was big initially) retracted backwards and created a slender body frame. All of his chest hair had dropped completely, leaving behind silky soft skin for him to touch. And then there’s the build up just above his flat ass. His tailbone trying to push through his loose pants.


Clara pressed on the attack. With a smirk, she cupped his new breasts, fondling them in a clockwise manner. Embarrassment mixed with pleasure flooded his mind. No, he was a man! Not… not with these tits like these…


Finally, the pressure was released around his skull, spouting out a pair of ears. Furry pink fox ears. Sounds were much more sensitive to Jake as he covered his new ears. Gah! Why could he hear passing conversations outside of the house?


Shedding a tear, he glanced down at his breasts - shaped like peaches - a massive blush flushed over his face. He cleared his throat, gulping one final spit, “Why are the-” He covered his mouth, realizing how feminine his voice was. Indistinguishable from a woman’s voice actually. Fingers rubbed against his neck, only to find out that his Adam’s Apple merged completely.


“Cause Jade,” Clara leaned forward, whispering into his new twitchy ears, “I like them big.”


Each word made him shiver. Shiver from how cold they were, “No. This can’t be happening!”


“Now, now, why don’t you take a closer look at yourself?”


Without much force, she pulled over his stuffy shirt, revealing his new feminine torso. Vulnerable and soft. Not to mention, his sizable tits were begging for more attention. More of her touch on him. He shook his head in dismay, his jaws almost fell to the ground, “Bu-But…”


Clara’s fingers squished against her nipples. Another moan escaped - this time for both parties to enjoy. The humiliation to get teased by her was enough to make his eyes water up. Yet, the witch relished in his suffering, “Awww, shouldn’t have opened my purse should you?”


He averted his eyes from her, his ears drooped and his arms covered his vulnerable tits. And yet why did it have to be this exhilarating? This thrilling to be touched by her… The worst part? He was getting hard from her touches. His own rod pressed against his boxers, appearing as the bulge from the outside.


“See I’m not the only one enjoying this,” Her gaze rapidly moved towards his nether regions, “Look how bricked up you are!”


Oh, the embarrassment was driving him insane. To be mocked all because of one stupid mistake? Wasn’t this going too far for her?


The last few sets of changes crashed like waves. First, his hips widened apart, receiving all of the excess muscle that he had previously. His pants ripped apart, revealing his boxers that Clara promptly stripped him off. There, his flat ass now curved outwards, protruding as layers of fat made it jiggle.


If he had a wish right now, he would’ve wanted this all to be a dream. To just change back to the same boring shy guy that never checked her purse. Alas, it was too late as his thoughts were interrupted by her slap to his bigger ‘cake’.


“Damn Jade, didn’t think you’re built like a dump truck,” She crackled, “Now let’s get rid of that pesky little rod of yours.”


Jake immediately tried to escape, shifting his body and turning to run. Rising to his feet, the shift  of gravity hit him hard, causing him to trip and fall to the ground. Clara, now behind him, wrapped one of her hands around his firm tits, the other rubbing against her ass, “Where do you think you’re going?”


“Please! Anything but that!” He cried, “Clara, I’m sorry! I’ll do anything for you? Do you want money? Or…Or like do you need help? I’ll be your but-”


“You’re so funny Jade,” She whispered into his ears, “You’re already going to be my personal apprentice, why do I need to follow your stupid deals?”


He squirmed. All of his emotions - pleasure being the most notable ones while the rest all swarmed against it, blaming himself for even having such thoughts - spiralled in his mind, “I…I’m a man, Clara! You fucking bitch!”


“Not with these tits,” She fondled against them, forcing moan after moans to escape out of his lips. He could feel his own rod surging with blood, leaking out precum from the tip. Moans became pants as he tried to gasp for air.


“S-sto-stop!”


Her hands shifted towards his groins. A decent three inches, it throbbed excitedly and twitched for every touch he received, “Awww, but you’re going to be such a cute girl.”


“C…cute gir…girl?” He repeated after her, his mind now hazy from the intense euphoria, “N…no…”


She stroked against his cock, keeping up the pressure, “Come on, let me help you with this. One last nut,” Stroking harder and harder, he couldn’t even think at all. Only urges fueled his actions, jerking forwards and back with his jiggling ass.


His tongue now stuck out, panting for more air as her hands fondled against his rod. But right above his butt, he could still feel something growing there. Trying to get out of his tight body.


At this point, it wasn’t a stretch to call Jake a woman with how his assets revealed themselves. Descriptions like cute or sexy suited him much better and ones that Clara was sure to use. The last ‘manly’ thing was his cock, completely bricked up from her soft touches.


“S…st…stop!” His words slurred, feeling his mind slipping from his own thoughts.


Clara ignored his pleas. Her hands moved around and caressed all of his sensitive spots. His swollen nipples, his fat ass and those twitchy furry ears of his. All while stroking his cock. Ensuring that he was edging out through the sensations.


More moans escaped. Maybe it was fine to be her apprentice. She was giving him so much attention already and plus she was his girlfriend, right? What’s the diff-he shook his head rapidly. His thoughts returned back to the ecstasy at hand.


Suddenly, his tailbone pierced through his skin, revealing a full grown tail. Immediately stretching till the floor, it revealed all of his emotions through intense wagging, like a dog that just found his master. He blushed even harder.


He had full control of this tail, this appendage that just shot through his skin, and yet he couldn’t stop wagging it. It felt like an additional limb from the back but so much more sensitive and quicker. The witch switched up her tactics, brushing against his new tail. Which he soon discovered was equally sensitive.


Rubbing against the shaft of his tail, his eyes flickered, unable to produce a single sound as more fur fluffed by its tip. Perfect as being her newest student.


She moved in front of him. As her eyes locked with his crimson red face, she licked against her lips before diving into his cock. Her hands, still fondling against the base of his tail, hastened the pace, occasionally fondling and squishing against his fat ass.


Her tongue immediately wrapped around his cock. Slapping it around, Jake tensed his body up. He knew. He knew that if he just cummed right now, there was no turning back for him but… the pressure was killing him. Just felt like it was doubling over and over as he closed his eyes and clenched his dainty fists.


Unknown to him, his erected rod was shrinking. Each second his cock was within her warm moist lips, it slowly retracted back, increasing its sensitivity. An inch had been shaved off since her tongue played around with it.


Clara rolled her eyes. What was the point of resisting? Her tongue pressed against the tip of his cock, causing an intense orgasm down to his body. Letting out a howl-like moan, he covered his mouth up, the ecstasy crashed against his mind, shattering any resistance he had left.


Salty thick cum squirted onto her tongue that came out in ropes. Over and over. Her tongue just kept pushing it closer to his body, creating an ocean of ecstasy to drown his own thoughts.
After all of those repeated moans, the changing man’s voice went sore, his throat now completely dry. Now softening into heavy breaths and pants, he squirmed.


Clara’s tongue still kept pushing forward. His cock, now smaller than his pinkie, became hypersensitive, making Jake fidget restlessly in his place. Tingles surrounded the region, those that only made him hornier. His nutsack that remained merged with his delicate skin, bumping his assets slightly.


He twitched to the side, his eyes watching his penis shifting above his groins. Right above where his penis used to be. Or what remained of it - it was about half an inch long at this point. Shocks of pleasure rushed up his body as his new cunt opened up - thick and soaked within folds. Now with his clitoris in place, all that remained was a twitching fox girl on the floor.


The witch stood up, wiping away cum off her face, “Ah Jade, aren’t you glad you got to cum one last time?”


The panting fox girl only shook her head, glaring daggers at her.


“Oh calm on, it isn’t that bad. You know girls would kill to look as cute as you.”


Her face flushed red. Cute. Girl. She? She was a man! Not this weird freak animal-human hybrid! She shouldn’t even have such heavy breasts or an ass so big, it ripped through his pants?


With a swirl of her finger, the necklace she wore morphed into a collar. The leJake stretched into Clara’s hands. Great. Not only was she a girl, she was also chained to this fucking witch! Her rage and regret were blending into a bitter resignation. Was she going to be like this for the rest of her life?


Tossing the kimono onto Jade, Clara chuckled, “Don’t look so sad, I’m sure you can change back.”


“Ch-change ba-back?”


“Of course. All you have to do is learn under me. Call me your mistress and I’ll teach you everything about magic. Including the reverse spell.”


Her eyes lit up with hope. She could change back into a man?


“Now, now, not everything’s free.”


“Bu-”


“Don’t you know all students of witches have to do their chores?” Her smile widened, “So wear those clothes and start doing my laundry, Jade.”


She grumbled under her breath. Clara better teach her magic or else, she was going to lose it. Leaning against the sofa, she rose to her feet, putting on the kimono reluctantly. Just looking at it made her embarrassed. Why was it so skimpy and revealing?


“D…do I really ne-need to wear this?” Jade asked. Hesitation filled her voice, “It-it barely covers anything...”


“You know what, you’re right.”


The fox girl sighed in relief, passing her the japanese outfit. Clara instead snapped her fingers, spawning a pair of lingerie and hot pink panties for Jade, “I forgot to give you this. Oh silly me.”


Blood rushed to her cheeks. Just eyeballing it, she could tell they were her size - a much wider panties with a smaller bra size. She turned around, her tail stopping in its tracks. She was actually wearing these clothes?


“Don’t you want to turn back, Jade?” Clara whispered behind her.


“Fine!” Grabbing her undergarments, she dressed them up, feeling her nipples pressing against her new bra with her panties wrapping around her larger hips. And then came the kimono. In the usual black and white, she placed them on, feeling her curves pressing against the smaller outfit. Tighter than she expected.


And so her new life as Clara’s apprentice began.


While she was Clara’s apprentice, she would be sleeping in the same house as her in separate rooms fortunately. Her old job was essentially a memory of a bygone era with Clara paying her a low monthly salary to sustain herself. She would also not be allowed outside unless given explicit permission, enforced by spells and other tricks.


The work immediately started right after she placed her clothes on, now responsible for Clara and her laundry as well as cleaning up the mess that she made in the living hall. Jade reluctantly listened to her orders; her tail immediately revealed how she was feeling at any moment.


By the next morning, she blinked at herself. Still hoping that it was a nightmare. A terrible one. But as her palm reached over to her bountiful breasts, that definitely wasn’t the case.


Chores stacked upon one another. Up early in the morning after her usual sweeping and cleaning of the floor, Clara had assigned her to gather ingredients within magical forests. Failure to do so would make Clara skip her daily lessons with Jade.


She sighed in dejection. The faster she did her tasks, the faster she could return to normal. And so quests of gathering ingredients and other menial tasks continued to come by her way.


When Clara was home however, she would get her hands dirty, teasing the fox girl in whatever direction possible. One day, while Jade would dust the cupboards, her hands grabbed against her breasts from behind, fondling against her nipples.


“Mistress!”


“Awww, what’s wrong, my little foxy?” She cooed inside her ears.


Jade squirmed, resisting the urge to moan, "Mistress Clara, St-stop! I’m working now!”


“But you’re just so cute, you know?” Her palms shifted to her ass, squeezing against it firmly, “So sexy in the right areas.”


The fox girl’s tail wagged like a metronome. She couldn’t deny that she missed these sensations - the same ones she experienced as her first female orgasm. Memories flashed back to those times. If only… she could relive those days again.


Her bright red blushes fueled the witch further. Oh she was really the cutest. Maybe it was fortunate that he checked through her purse, else how would she tease her like this.


“Mistrss Clara!” She snapped out of her grasp, “Could we do thi-this later? I might fall from here!”


“Tch,” She clicked against her tongue, “Fine. Meet me in my room later for a lesson.”


Jade nodded, sighing. This kimono was still a tad too tight for her but now she liked it tight, emphasising her curves like a pervert. She caught herself, sighing out how embarrassing these thoughts were.


The witch also upheld her end of the bargain. Teaching her magic daily bit by bit. Just clearing up the fundamentals before the actual spell casting could take place. The dry stuff that had no spells attached to, much to Jade’s disappointment.


Going back to her room, the fox girl couldn’t stop thinking about the scenes. That scene where she changed from a man to her current self. The overwhelming pleasure and euphoria she felt was so immense, she kinda missed it.


She stripped her kimono off, seeing the mirror’s reflection of herself. She really was a beauty. Maybe… she got onto the bed, her fingers twitching against the sheets. Her pussy began to get wetter, thoughts running wild about her rampant sex scene.


There, her fingers pressed against her nipple. A soft moan escaped. Fuck… she was a man but these breasts were just too sexy not to touch. Squeezing them, she let out a louder moan, her tail in prime position to wag.


Her other hand fondled against her ass. Squishing and pulling the soft fat layers of fat of hers. She loved it. She wanted more. More from her ass being touched like that. Her breasts to be fondled against her hand all in complete isolation.


Jade jerked her hips front and back. Her ass jiggled up and down alongside his breasts, all while his hands fondled against them. Pleasure knocked against her thoughts. Shit, she might just love this ecstasy.


With one of her empty hands, she covered her mouth. No, Clara would definitely humiliate her if she heard her moans, claiming how cute and sexy she was. Her heart skipped a beat. Fuck. It even felt good to be complimented.


Through muffled moans, she opened her legs apart, stretching her cunt fully. Just the mere touch excited her body. Was she really doing this? She was a man, wasn’t she?


Flames ignited within her pussy. Her hesitation immediately melted into puddles as her fingers rubbed against her ridges. Exploring deeper into her womanhood, she clutched against her bedsheets, louder moans echoing the room. The pleasure rose up, the deeper she went.


And there she found her golden spot. Rubbing against it fanned her flames, her moans rising by decibels as euphoria crashed into her mind. She wanted more. Something bigger to fulfill this aching need. Her body arched with shivers of pleasure rushing down her spine


“Ahhh~” She cried, her tail now in full swing once she had that orgasmic release. Fluids ejaculated out of her pussy, soaking the bedsheets wet. Panting now, she immediately flushed red, realizing how loud she was.


Well, it wasn’t as if Clara heard her.


“Oh Jade,” Clara knocked on the door, “Sounds like you’re having fun with your new body.”


Jade covered her nude body with a nearby blanket, shouting, “What do you want? This is my off hours now!”


“Don’t worry, I’m not going to scold you,” The door creaked as a phillac-shaped object rolled through the gap, “Take this as a gift for your… self exploration.”


The fox girl grabbed it up immediately. Her eyes widening at its size. Maybe… no. She was a man for crying out loud. But… just how much fun would it be to… she was in the mood… her pussy’s still soaking wet… ah fuck it.


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