Fox(girl)ificated 2 - Ch.8 - A (Small) Change of Plans (Patreon)

Even with my eyes closed everything seemed to light up orange for a few seconds, while my ears filled with a loud buzzing noise and my skin tingled all over.

The strange assault on my senses ended just as abruptly, and I found myself blinking some spots out of my vision as I waited for the doctor to say it was safe for me to start moving again. That examination-style table really wasn't comfortable, and it felt worse the longer I had to stay there.

Sure enough it was only a moment later when Doctor Fawkes spoke up, "Alright Kit we're all done here. You can sit up now, but it's best not to stand right away. Give yourself a few seconds, so you know there isn't any residual dizziness or light-headedness."

My heart was racing once more as I pulled myself upright. That annoying paper gown was still all bunched up on my body so I couldn't really get a good look at myself. And its crinkly texture was a bit of a sensory nightmare, so I wasn't even all that sure of what I was feeling. Before I had a chance to deal with that I realized I wasn't alone anymore.

"Oh my gosh Kit," Luna exclaimed as she stood directly in front of me. Her ears and tail were all standing up tall while a wide grin settled on her face. Her eyes flicked up and down over me as she continued, "You look utterly adorable!"

The back of that paper gown tore as my tail began wagging up a storm behind me. My tail!

I had a tail now!

My eyes widened and I smiled, "I do?"

Then my ears flicked and I gasped happily, "My voice! That's my voice!"

"It sure is," the gorgeous catgirl grinned. "And you sound every bit as adorable as you look, cutie."

A moment later she added, "C'mon! There's a mirror right here, you need to see yourself!"

"Yeah!" I agreed excitedly.

When I hopped down off the examination table I realized that distance between my feet and the floor was noticeably bigger than when I first lay down there. And that led to the next big revelation.

I was directly in front of Luna, and standing at my new full height I had to tilt my head to look up at the petite catgirl's face. And as I did so I found myself wobbling slightly from a little wave of vertigo.

"Oh wow," I mumbled as I stared wide-eyed at her.

She must have seen me sway so she quickly took hold of me by the shoulders and asked, "Are you alright? A little dizziness is normal, especially after such a dramatic change. It should pass in another few seconds though."

I was still looking up at her as I mumbled softly, "I'm ok. Just getting used to the new view."

That was probably a bit of an understatement. A few minutes earlier I'd towered over the catgirl, I stood almost an entire foot taller than her. Now she had a good six inches on me, and the whole room felt bigger than it had only a few moments ago.

Luna kept an arm around me just in case as she guided me to a panel in the wall next to the change room. It swung out to reveal a full-length mirror, and my eyes went wide again as I found myself staring at the new me.

It was everything I'd ever dreamed of, everything I'd asked for, and more.

I was a foxgirl, just like Rachel and Talia! And like I asked, I was taller than them. Not a lot taller though. It was a last-minute decision, but during that interview with Luna and Rachel I gave in to the call of smol. If Luna was five feet tall then I was probably about four-foot-six now.

My hair hung down past my shoulders in loose lazy curls, and just like I dreamed it was now jet black. So was the fur on my tall pointy foxy ears. And the floof on my long poofy tail. Which was still wagging like crazy behind me. My eyes were pale blue, and my pupils were vertical ovals like Luna's.

My face was... It was perfect. There was still a trace of my old self in there, but everything I hated about that old face was gone. The new one was sort of rounded, with slightly puffy cheeks, full pink lips and a small button nose. My fair skin looked smooth and soft, without so much as a hint of facial hair.

Modesty was momentarily forgotten as I tore the paper gown away so I could get a look at the rest of me. And what I saw filled me with so much joy I actually started fox-purring. My tail wagged even faster, and my cheeks actually began to hurt from smiling so hard.

Despite being smol my proportions were perfect for a woman my age. My shoulders and waist were narrow, while my hips were wide. I had a butt now, and while it was pleasantly curvy it wasn't huge or anything. Same with my chest, which was big but felt perfect. My boobs were full and heavy on my small frame, exactly like I'd hoped. My legs were a bit long on my small figure, with some lithe muscle visible under the smooth supple curves. Same with my arms, smooth supple and lithe. My hands were small and delicate, so were my feet.

"This is perfect," I whispered to myself in the mirror. "I can't believe it's really real."

"It's real cutie. I promise you that," Luna stated.

She was still next to me, but she'd averted her eyes when I got rid of the paper gown. The catgirl continued staring at a spot on the wall as she added, "I'm glad you're happy Kit. I'd suggest you should probably get dressed now, but I suspect those clothes you were wearing earlier aren't going to fit anymore."

My eyes widened as my gut lurched, and just like that the euphoria evaporated as one harsh reality after another suddenly hit me.

"Nothing I own will fit me anymore," I gulped as the colour drained from my face and my tail tucked down between my legs. "I literally don't have any clothes at all."

A moment later I added, "I don't look anything like my ID now either. Nobody's going to recognize me. My landlord won't believe I'm me. They'll probably fire me at work because they'll think I'm someone else. And without ID I won't be able to get another job. I'm going to end up homeless and unemployed..."

The catgirl placed her hands on my shoulders and turned me to face her again. Then with an index finger under my chin she tilted my head up until I was looking her in the eyes.

"Try and calm down Kit," she stated firmly. "There's no need to panic. You're not the first person Rachel's helped with her GAMA ray, we've all been through this. I'm here for you, and I've already got some help on the way."

Having the strong confident catgirl take charge of me like that snapped me out of my anxiety spiral before she'd even said a word. Her firm grip on my shoulders was enough to dispell the panic, then the way she tilted my head up with a single finger left my heart racing. I found myself staring up at her beautiful face while I struggled to remember how words worked.

Eventually I was able to string a few together and asked, "Help? What help?"

Luna smiled, "I texted a friend and called in a favour while Rachel was doing the GAMA thing with you. They should be here in a few minutes with some clothes to get you through the day."

"Oh," I blinked. "Thank you."

About fifteen minutes later Rachel and Luna and I were sitting together in the clinic's break room when we heard someone come into the reception area up front. The three of us had been sipping some drinks while we waited, iced tea for me and juice for Luna, while the doctor had a can of soda. I'd been given another paper gown to keep myself decent, and had my wallet phone and keys on the table in front of me.

"Hello?" a woman's voice called out. "Where are you all hiding?"

Doctor Fawkes responded, "Hi Hannah! We're in the break room!"

A moment later two more people joined us. The first was a tall attractive woman with a fit athletic build and fiery red hair. She was dressed in tight black jeans and an equally-tight dark red tank top, with red sneakers on her feet. And she had a red leather handbag dangling from her left shoulder by a thin strap.

The second was what I could only describe as a petite non-binary individual with a very unique fashion sense. They were sort of cute, with a soft curvy figure, straight brown hair, and stunning amber eyes. They were dressed in a pair of plaid slacks held up with hot-pink suspenders, and a button-down short-sleeve shirt with a black bowtie. And they wore a pair of polished brogues on their feet.

The enby was also carrying a few shopping bags from that big discount-mart place, and as soon as they saw me they held the bags out in my direction. "I expect you're eagerly awaiting these. Those paper gowns aren't the least bit comfortable."

"Thank you," I mumbled. Then I got up and grabbed the rest of my stuff before adding, "I'll go get changed now."

With my tail tucked down between my legs and my ears folded back I hurried past the strangers and out of the break room, then I ducked into the changing room where I awkwardly sat down and started looking through the clothes I'd been given.

I was expecting hand-me-downs or thrift store goods, but instead I found three bags of brand new purchases. There were packages of panties, packages of stretchy bras, some footie socks, tights, leggings, even a pair of stretch jeans. There were also a few t-shirts in different styles, a hoodie, and finally a pair of slip-on sneakers and a pair of sandals.

Everything was either black or dark grey, which was exactly what I'd have picked for myself. And it was all size small, which left me smiling and my tail wagging.

It only took me a half minute to choose an outfit, then with my heart racing again I got dressed in my first proper set of girls clothes. Everything else went back in the bags, and when I emerged from the changing room I stopped by that mirror again for another look.

"Oh wow," I smiled as my tail wagged even faster.

I actually looked hot. Cute, and hot. I went with sandals, leggings, a longer scoop-neck tee, and the hoodie. And it was perfect. The panties and leggings felt a little weird being tucked beneath my tail, but the hoodie was big enough to cover things up back there so it didn't look too strange. And it had pockets too, so I could tuck my phone wallet and keys away.

I finally returned to the break room, where the others all went quiet when I arrived at the doorway. The two strangers were seated at the table with Luna and Rachel, and I grimaced as I realized I'd rushed off without even waiting for the introductions.

"Thanks again," I said to the enby who'd brought the clothes. "Sorry I ran off. I was ah, eager to get out of the paper gown."

My tail dipped between my legs again as I added, "I can't pay you back right now, but maybe in a few days..."

Luna gave me another heart melting smile as she said, "Don't worry about that Kit. Come and sit with me?"

"Allow me to introduce Athene," she continued as she gestured to the enby, while I moved to the chair next to the gorgeous catgirl.

"Athene is um, a very close friend of mine," Luna added. "And the hot redhead next to them is their girlfriend Hannah."

"Hi Kit," Hannah greeted me with a friendly smile. "It's nice to meet you."

Athene nodded once, "Indeed. It's a pleasure to finally meet the little fox who's stolen Luna's heart."

Just like that my cheeks were bright red. Although I noticed the catgirl seemed to be blushing just as brightly.

"Thank you both for bringing those clothes for Kit," Luna mumbled, as if she was hoping to change the subject. "I really appreciate you two taking care of that so quickly."

Hannah shrugged, "Any time old man. We both owe you, almost as much as we owe Rachel."

I wasn't sure what to make of that 'old man' comment, but I figured it was probably an inside joke, or maybe a strange nickname. Then I realized Luna was blushing even brighter, while a worried look settled on her face. At the same time Rachel focused a little too intently on her soda, and Athene seemed a little uneasy too.

After a few awkward seconds Hannah's eyes widened and she muttered a curse under her breath, "Shit. I'm sorry Luna. I hope I didn't just screw things up for you."

That's when I finally realized what was going on. On the one hand I really hadn't thought about it before, but in hindsight it was obvious. Considering pretty much all the transformed capes I'd heard about were trans, odds were Luna was as well.

The gorgeous catgirl gave me a nervous look, then she opened her mouth to say something but I beat her to it.

"I don't care," I told her. "I don't need to know about your past, it's none of my business if you're trans. If you want to tell me I'll be happy to listen, but if you're not comfortable discussing it then that's fine too."

Luna was still blushing as she watched me for another few seconds. Then she gave me another heart melting smile as she sighed, "Thank you Kit. I'm not ready to talk about it just yet, but I promise I'll tell you everything someday."

I just smiled back and nodded once, as far as I was concerned the matter was settled.

Then Rachel spoke up, "I don't want to make it seem like I'm rushing you all out the door, but if we're done then I'd actually like to get going? Talia's playing soccer this afternoon and if I hurry I might be able to get there before the match begins."

"Do you want a lift?" Hannah offered. "It's been a while since I've caught one of my little sister's games. I don't think Athene and I have anything else on this afternoon, and I'd love to see her."

Luna asked me, "How are you feeling Kit? I was thinking about maybe taking you shopping this afternoon? I know Athene brought you a few things, but I'm sure you'll need more than that."

I glanced down at the three plastic bags by my feet then grimaced, "I should probably get this stuff home first. And maybe take some time to figure out what I need, before I start thinking about spending money on a new wardrobe."

"In that case can I at least help you carry things home?" she offered.

Unfortunately I was too embarrassed to let her see my apartment, so I had to turn down the offer. I promised to stay in touch though, and she said she'd call me later to make sure I was ok. Then with Doctor Fawkes eager to get to her girlfriend's soccer game we all got up and headed out.

The five of us filed out the front door into the parking lot, and that's where we all came to a sudden stop. Luna's ears folded back and her tail puffed up, while Rachel's tail started twitching back and forth in irritation. And mine ended up down between my legs when I finally realized what was going on.

Standing in the middle of the parking lot like they'd been waiting for us were two men, and I recognized both of them.

The guy on the left was that MaR-AID investigator who raided the clinic during my first visit. And the one on the right was a tall muscle-bound cape everyone knew from countless news reports.

Known as the strongest man in the country, Mr. Unstoppable was one of MaR-AID's poster boys. He was said to have both S-rank strength and speed, and his dark blue and black outfit was clearly inspired by police uniforms, right down to the fake badge on his chest. He'd been single-handedly keeping Washington DC safe for the last ten or twelve years, but now he was here in our city.

His black-gloved hands clenched into fists as he scowled at Rachel and Luna and me.

** This chapter is brought to you courtesy of Lucy, who commissioned it! **