There was once a legend where if one were to visit a temple at midnight under the full moon, they would receive any wish of their choice. From unlimited wealth to turning back time, the Goddess would grant them. 


But it wasn’t for free alas. 


Those last words kept ringing within the fox’s mind as he glanced up at the temple’s stairs. Wind brushed his red fur. Was he actually going to do this? 


Looking at his weakened body, he sighed. He was once a rising star - a football player - with so much potential. Scholarship, prestige and even a future career were all lined up for him to grasp. All he had to do was continue playing at his peak. 


In a cruel twist of fate, he was struck with an illness. Months of training became treatment; pain slowly crept upon his bones. Muscles shrunk down, leaving behind a shadow of their former glory. 


His joints creaked from walking the stairs. Fuck it, he had nothing else to lose. Just a week ago, his doctor informed him that he had about a month left to live. All those treatments for naught. 


And so after crying for days, he followed this urban legend and found himself outside the temple. His heart now pounded against his chest with each step he took. Once at the doorstep, he coughed a little, thinking about how stupid he must be to follow through. 


His phone flickered to life. 23:59. Just another minute. Lifting his head up to see the radiant moonlight, the fox couldn’t help but chuckle. 


“O young one, I see you’ve arrived,” A soft motherly voice echoed behind him. 


He turned around to see a nude blonde vixen with countless tails behind her. Her gaze now affixed on him as he stumbled back. It was actually real? 


She chuckled, “Why yes, I am real. So what wish would you like me to grant you?” 


The fox scanned behind her. Was this a prank or a dream? But the hard concrete felt so rough against his paws, he was inclined to believe the former, “Is this a prank?” 


“Prank?” She shook her head, “Standing before you is Frey, the Goddess of Femininity. Now please make your wish.” 


Now the shivering fox coughed. This was his chance. In a swift line, he croaked out, “I wish to be cursed of my disease.” 


Frey tilted her head with a troubled expression furrowing. What was that supposed to mean? Was she also powerless against this disease? 


She bent down, meeting him on eye level, “While I can cure you, I must warn you that you’ll be a woman with my blessing.” 


He widened his eyes, “A woman?” 


Frey nodded, “You’ll be born anew. Your past, memories and personality will be replaced, leaving your new feminine body,” She glanced at the moon, “It would be as if you had always been a girl.” 


“Is there no other option?” 


She shook her head, “But I promise you that you’ll be happier. Free from any pain and living life as a regular woman.” 


The fox went silent. A little bitter inside. No matter what he did, he was losing something. But to be finally free of pain in his body was… something he missed dearly. 


“I’ll even let you decide your new body’s assets as a farewell gift,” She winked, “I’m so sorry that I can’t do more bu-” 


He raised his paw up with conviction in his eyes, “No, it’s fine. Just make it painless please.” 


She nodded, “Very well then.” 


Wisps appeared from her tails as they burnt away his clothes. The flames warm to the touch, enveloped his body whole, relieving him of any pain. Once done, he covered up his groin region, blushing hard. 


Frey stepped forward, caressing against his cheeks, “Final call, are you sure you want this?”

The fox nodded, “It’s been so long that I felt this painless.” 


“Well young one, it's about to get a lot better,” The Goddess cooed within his twitchy ear. Her hands, soft like snow, brushed against his sensitive ears. His longer ears shrunk down with rounded ends at its tip. He twitched them a little, feeling how much smaller and warmer they were, “So young one, what would you like to become?” 


He blushed, swaying his body to the side. The warmth around his body now slowly seeped into his fur, making them thinner yet cozier, “Oh err am I deciding this fast already?” 


“Oh, I don’t mean your assets, young one,” She petted against his head, her small paws brushed down his white fur that spawned thicker denser fur all the way down to his shoulders, “I meant other stuff like your personality or even your fur color.” 


“You mean you can change that?” 


“Indeed I can. So why don’t you just let me heal you up while you ponder about it?” 


Frey gestured for him to close his eyes while she chanted ancient words. His mind drifted off and pictured different types of girls he met in the past. Most of them cheerleaders, all fawning over his body in the past. 


The flames soon covered his face. It molded his skull, rounding out along the edges to create a more rounder body. There, his fur softened down comparable to Frey’s fur. His eyes shrunk a little while his lashes stretched out and thickened. Finally, his newer white hair became silky, growing just below his shoulder blades. 


Thoughts of male terminology drifted a little where he referred to himself as a woman now. Felt strange to call himself a guy with magic at play. 


The magic continued downwards. It pushed against his Adam's Apple before merging it smoothly along his throat, prompting the fox to cough. With each cough, his voice rose in octaves of pitch as his muzzle shortened. 


In shock, he opened his eyes, standing before his new reflection. Frey chuckled as she handed him a mirror, “Is that really me now?” 


She nodded, “How’s your voice or hair? Do you want anything changed?” 


The fox shook his head, rubbing against his new throat. It was incredible to feel this energetic, free of any pain or worries. He admired his own reflection, brushing against his fur where euphoria bloomed within him. 


As the warmth continued to spread, his height was shaved down. From 6 feet, it slowly chipped away; similarly his entire body was shrinking back in like his arms span or his broader shoulders. Not that he minded. 


Eventually, the heat whirled around his upper chest. A moan escaped with his fingers twitching away from it. His body’s sensitivity had just been kicked up by a couple notches, making each sensation akin to a pleasurable shock. 


Frey giggled, “Don’t be shy, I’m sure you want to play with your new tits.” 


He took it as a command, using his fingers to squeeze against his swelling nipples. Pictures of breasts flashed against his mind. Right, he was going to have breasts. Nice big ones. Just as nipples turned yellow, he stammered a little, “C…Could… I have them bigger?” 


On cue, his flat chest pushed out two small humps. Warmth continued to concentrate around them both. The Goddess watched his tail wagging faster than before. His face was flushed red where the mere contact of pressing his nipples sent waves of dopamine through his veins. He hardly had time to catch his breaths, just indulging in the pleasure itself. 


“So how big would you like them?” 


His eyes gravitated towards her breasts. Her perky breasts were both large and maintained their shape. As he continued to squeeze his nipples, he softly whimpered out, “C…Could I have them like yours?” 


Frey nodded with a wide grin, “Didn’t know you like them big,” Her paws quickly cupped against the fox’s smaller breasts before giving them a good fondle. While he kept moaning as she played around with them, his own cock erected into a boner - demanding attention from its owner. 


Growing larger, his breasts now jiggled within Frey’s paws. B cup size, the fox reckoned, not knowing where he knew this from. Memories merged together in a haze while the electric ecstasy continued to overwhelm his mind. 


Meanwhile, his fur gradually softened down where his tail shortened slightly to give a fuzzier sensation. Standing at five feet, his daintier fingers brushed against his fur, feeling how sensitive and warm they were.  


Finally as the Goddess released her grip, the fox placed her paws onto his knees, taking a moment to take a breath. His breasts, now a large C cup, weighed against his back as they bounced along his movements. The blushing had finally stopped being replaced with a natural feeling instead. 


“Alright, have you decided on what girl you would like to be?” 


The fox closed his eyes before thinking back on his past. Quite frankly, he missed the good old days where he could just be himself. Athletic, charismatic and a little clumsy at times. He glanced back at his reflection. Hot and sexy, he kinda didn’t want to be athletic again with his new body. 


“Umm… could I become a bubbly girl, one that at times might be an air head,” He said, “Cause I-”


“If that’s what you want, then so be it,” She snapped her fingers, prompting the warmth to dig deeper downwards to his body. Hips widened out, his flat ass now protruded outwards and his cock began to shrink. 


Facing his ass, he gave them a nice grope; memories of his new past filling in the gaps. Like how he grew up or what his friends were like. There, his waistline tightened to form an hourglass shape while the additional mass filled up his new curvy butt. 


There he slapped it a little, watching his new butt vibrate the sensation up. His tail now wrapped against his paws to let him feel its silkiness. Frey crossed her arms and asked with a warm smile, “Is there anything else I could do for you girl?” 


He shook his head. The heat now concentrated around his nether regions. 


“I’m so sorry I couldn’t do more.” 


“No, thank you, Frey,” He answered with a large smile as he gripped his penis once more. Using his softer paws, he stroked against his boner to feel that rush of dopamine through his veins. One last time. 


Slowly, his boner continued to be sucked into his body. Leaning forward, major milestones shifted drastically from his original life. He wasn’t an athletic football player, she was into fashion and was designing clothes for others. He wasn’t sick and frail, she was always in the pink of health. 


From the three inches it held onto, it was now barely longer than her pinkie. She gulped down her spit before thrusting her penis deep within her. There, her puffy new cunt opened up, completely soaked and wet. 


“There you are wholly fully a woman now. And a cute one to boot,” Frey watched as she beamed with joy, “Now free of any illness and pain. Is there any last request you would like me to make?” 


The new vixen leapt to hug her. Frey embraced her before whispering into her ear, “I wish you the best of luck in this new life of yours. Farewell.” 


With a snap, the Goddess wiped out any memory of their encounter while she blinked away. The new vixen rubbed against her eyes, glancing at the empty temple, “Huh? How did I get here? And why am I completely naked?” 


She rushed to grab her clothes, placed neatly by the side. Dressing up quickly, she flicked her phone open to see hundreds of notifications there. All of which were her friends trying to locate her. Her phone buzzed as she picked up a call. 


“Where the hell were you? It’s midnight, alright!” 


“I don’t know, I kinda woke up in a temple. Where are we meeting up again?” She asked, climbing down the stairs. Strangely, she felt warmer than before. 


“Ughhh, just send me your coordinates, I’ll pick you up there,” One of her friends groaned, “Seriously, how did you get lost going to the club? It’s right there on the maps.” 


The vixen chuckled awkwardly before sending her live location to her friend. It was to be expected: she had always been a little air headed.