"Lost" - Arctic Fox Transformation Story (Patreon)

Man into Male Arctic Fox Transformation Story | Unwilling | NSFW | 1st PoV | Painful

I continued to wander through the white hell, completely lost. Everything around reassured me that I wouldn’t live another day. My phone was crushed during the plane’s crash, everybody died or started wandering through this place like me seeing nothing, but snow and low hopes of survival. We were just unlucky apparently as it’s usually hard to predict whether the plane would crash or not. Many tiny factors can change it’s course and the fate of it’s passengers.

I sighed and continued to walk. I didn’t really know where we crashed, but it looked like Siberia from my amateur perspective. As if the unbelievably cold weather wasn’t enough, I also had the constant feeling of being watched by some animals. Regions like this usually had a lot of carnivorous and cold-weather ready animals, so that was reassuring. If I wouldn’t die of frostbite, I’ll die eaten by some desperate polar bear – I thought to myself.

When we crashed I was utterly terrified, but also happy to be alive – Bittersweet relief. Then I had hope to reach some kind of local human settlement so I started wandering around, but to no avail. And now I’m starting to realise I may not be lucky enough to live another day. My digits are stiff and it hurts to move them, I’m exhausted after walking in the deep snow for hours and I don’t have any supplies with me. “I’m f-fucked…” – I stammered out of cold and with a few steps I collapsed limply into the snow. I tried to crawl, but I wasn’t able to for longer than two seconds. “Please, I don’t wanna die… Save… Me…” – I muttered and then passed out.

I don’t know for how long I “slept”, but I was suddenly awakened by warm and wet sensations hitting my face. I opened my eyes and gasped seeing some white predator licking my face. It ran away right after I opened my eyes. Still, I was thankful for the animal sparing me and even warming me up a bit. I sighed and now that I regained my consciousness I was ready to fight for my survival, again.

I braced myself and tried to get up, but failed and collapsed onto the snow again. My limbs burned and I didn’t feel my hands at all anymore. “No… Oh God, please no…” – I muttered in despair realising that my limbs could be done for at this point. I lied in damn snow for what felt like hours, which just accelerated my body temperature lowering. I felt like I was dying and waking up for the last minutes of my life didn’t mean much…

Suddenly I got caught off guard by warmth encompassing my entire body. “… Huh…? How…?” – I groaned feeling like I was about to pass out again. It felt almost magical as the deadly coldness disappeared from my body and was replaced with that warmth. “Impossible… How do I feel so warm abruptly?” – I asked myself as I slowly got up, reinvigorated and full of hope to live for another day, find civilisation. I chuckled to myself, I felt as if I’ve been saved by some miracle.

I started walking towards the distant light seen in the blizzard ahead of me, but after a few stops I bent over in pain. “Agh-h?!” – I exclaimed as I felt my spine start to throb and pop into a strange alignment which forced me to remain slightly bent over. “B-But I was saved. What’s happening to me now…?!” – I cried out in discomfort feeling itchiness start to encompass my entire silhouette. My human body hair was repurposing to fit the arctic habitat better. It was changing to white fluffy fur and started spreading all over my body gradually, beginning to strain my clothes.

Walking became difficult again, now not because of the cold, but because of the strange changes washing over my body. I haven’t realised that my survival here came at a price… I started freaking out when I felt my fingers and toes stiffen again, despite them being warm now. In an attempt to comprehend what was going on I took off my gloves. I wasn’t prepared to see that my hands were straight up deformed. My fingers cramped and shortened as they were turned into stubbier digits. I turned my hands around and saw my flesh darken and puff out into protective pads. Meanwhile my fingernails turned darker, started to grow out and curve into claws.

“Nonono… This can’t be ha-happening! I was- I thought I’m saved! What the hell is happening to me n-aghhhh!” – I screamed in pain as I felt my feet begin to slim out and elongate. The combination of their changes forced them to slowly escape my socks and winter boots. I was barely able to keep my balance, but I was determined to for now. I didn’t want to accept the reality that I was turning into some damn critter judging by my increasingly paw-like hands.

I didn’t feel cold anymore, but I felt lost in my own body as it continued to shift. My entire frame was aching, I felt my body slowly compress. I doubted the possibility at first, but then I felt my clothes get looser around my body, until they became completely baggy on my frame and began to slide off me. My clumsy paws weren’t able to catch my coat – It slid off my thinning torso and onto the snow below. I started trembling, but not from cold… But from the realisation that I was growing white fur all over, which now I saw sticking out of the holes in my shirt.

“I wanted to survive, to be saved… And now I’m turning into an animal…” – I chuckled bittersweetly. Right after I felt my spine start to extend and writhe underneath my skin. A pressure formed in my tailbone for a moment, before it exploded and I felt the impossible – My tailbone turned into a short stubby tail, which continued to grow longer and twitch behind me. My trousers fallen off me and were at my knees now along with my underwear. That allowed my growing tail to sway behind me and grow freely. Additional vertebrae formed inside of it and I just stood there paralysed, enduring the weirdest scene of my life. When my tail was fully grown it started growing lengthy, fluffy white fur like the rest of my body at this point.

“Somebody heeelp me! Please…! I-“ – I yelled into the white nothingness, but then I realised how weird my voice sounded. I was shrinking all that time, besides changing into some kind of an animal – Of course my voice had changed into squeaky mess. It’s not like anybody would hear me here anyway – I realised in sadness. My hat was getting too big for me and starting to obscure my vision, so I just pulled it off my head and threw aside.

Immediately I felt my ears start to twitch. I felt them throb, thin down and extend into triangular points. My nose started to blacken and moisten and turn rather canine in shape. My eyes stung so I closed them as they began to change. I felt my pupils stretch into vertical slits. The colour changed to dark amber. I opened my eyes timidly, immediately noticing that I was shorter again. My shirt slid lower on me and I was practically naked at this point, except for the fact that I had long fur all over my body.

I jumped in place when I felt that strange heat hit my groin. I managed to make a few steps, but finally collapsed onto the snow again unable to stay on two legs anymore. My feet were now elongated, I was forced to stand on my highly altered tiptoes which were now canine paws tipped with dark claws. My neck popped into a more feral alignment and became more flexible.

I looked underneath myself and saw my shaft begin to change. My foreskin peeled back and revealed a reddening cock which was sharpening at the tip. There was no pubic hair, just fluffy fur which made the sight less intimidating. I felt a fuzzy sheathe wrap around the entirety of my shaft and pull it closer towards my belly. A penile bone formed inside my penis which stiffened it permanently. Lastly a swelling sensation appeared at my shaft’s base and I saw a bulbous knot take shape.

I gulped as I stared at my decisively canine prick. I finally started to understand that I was becoming some sort of an arctic canine, but I was too small for a wolf. I’m becoming an arctic fox! – I tried to say, but I yowled instead. My legs shortened, thinned down and turned fully digitigrade. My body despite shrinking slimmed out and gave me a leaner silhouette. My hips widened a bit and spread my legs apart. Shoulder blades got pulled higher on my back and forced me to remain on all fours permanently. My chest became rounder and more compact and my stomach caved in a bit.

I lowered my head and stared at the snow underneath. I knew that I had to get used to it, because I would live, but I wouldn’t leave this place stuck in a body of an arctic fox. Still, if not for this transformation I would have probably froze to death. I began to accept my fate and with that my head started to change again.

My skull began to compress into a more narrow shape. I yapped in discomfort feeling my cranium compress and forehead slope down, but the worst pain started to grow in my jaws. My nose tilted forwards as my face began to push out into a canine snout. My tongue began to lengthen and my teeth began to sharpen into predatory fangs. My lips blackened and became glossier. With a few more pulls at my jaws they extended fully to form my muzzle.

I shook my head and then the rest of my body, allowing my remaining clothes to fall off me. I sighed and started examining my body. I was small, but agile and I had a really fluffy white coat to protect me from the cold. My ears suddenly perked up as I heard something coming in my direction. I turned to face the source of the noises and saw the same animal that licked me before – Only now I realised that it was an arctic fox too. I also detected some other detail, the fox was a female. I ran towards her hoping that she would help me adapt to my new life…