After a lovely dinner and some time in the living room getting to know her fiance's parents better, Jenny Harper now found herself sitting at Harry Jenkin's desk in his bedroom. She was finishing up her homework for college tomorrow while Harry did the same scrawled across his full size bed.
As she finished the last of her world history questions, Jenny put down her pen and allowed herself a big stretch, raising her arms up and out as far away from her body as possible. "Oohhh.... what a day," she complained.
"You all right?" asked a concerned Harry, as he looked up from his own work.
"A crick in my neck and a lot on my mind," she told him, gathering up her things on the desk top.
"Well, I definitely can help with the first part," Harry said with a smile.
Thanks to now being a werevixen, her improved hearing told Jenny Harry was clearing off the bed for the evening, which made her smile. There was then another sound that, if it was what she thought it was, made her nipples harden and moisture start to form between her legs.
When Harry first touched her shoulders, it was as gentle as a lover's kiss. Soon he became a tad more forceful in a therapeutic way, kneading sore muscles to relieve her physical tension.
"Oooooohhhhhh," she moaned. "That feels good."
"Anything for you my love," cooed Harry, before kissing the top of her head.
That was when Jenny realized that Harry was not only naked, but already in his werefox form.
"Harry, can we talk?" she asked, raising her head enough to look him directly in the muzzle and smile.
Dad warned me there'd be days like this, thought Harry, but only said, "About what?" as he continued massaging his fiance's neck and shoulders in her human form.
"Doctor Twist is right. I need to confront my fears," she said, going back into a more normal sitting position to enjoy the massage.
"If this is about having two ceremonies again, we're only doing the first one before your parents get here so we can have our wedding the way we want and already be married before they arrive and try to spoil everything."
"I know honey, and it's nice of the Twists to pay the costs of the second service as their wedding present to us. Everyone has been so nice to me, even before..."
"That's just the way people are in Moon Lake," said Harry, not bringing up Jenny's unwanted induction into weresociety at the paws of the rogue werevixen Yvette Smith.
"It's just that, besides needing to confront my family, let alone Dieter Wilhelm, I also need to confront myself," confessed Jenny.
"What do you mean?" asked a confused Harry, stopping the massage completely to turn and look directly at his fiance.
"I worked my butt off academically to get a full scholarship, but only came to Moon Lake just because it was the only available college furthest away from Alabama and my family," began Jenny, remembering her past. "My folks thought I'd be studying power plant management and then coming back to marry Wilhelm and settle down to raise a family with that jerk. All I wanted to do was escape and never go back. I didn't have an actual plan or goal. Just escape. I figured by the end of my first semester, I'd know what I wanted to actually major in. After all, I certainly wasn't the only undeclared college student at the beginning of their first year.
"But then I met you," said Jenny, taking Harry's paws in her human hands.
"Suddenly the future seemed brighter. You were so kind, gentle, loving. You do know that you not only won my heart Harold Jenkins, you also got my virginity too," she said, before kissing the tip of Harry's werefox nose.
"I know," said Harry, kneeling on the floor beside her. "Sadly, you didn't get my virginity. I lost that long before we first met. Otherwise, I love you as much as any man or were can love his mate. I think that's part of the reason our fox life/mate bond is so strong."
"I think it has more to do with your willingness to become a were to be with me," suspected Jenny, "but that doesn't matter. I can understand any guy's attraction for me now, post transformation," she added, letting go of Harry's paws to cup her now more endowed bosom as Jenny shook her now sexier waist and ass while still sitting in the desk chair, "but I have to ask. Considering a child's stick figure drawing of a person would be totally accurate of what I looked like before I became a werevixen, what attracted you to the old me?"
Harry didn't hesitate one second to reply. "Your mind, your heart. Your soul. I've never judged a book by its cover, nor a person by their looks. It's what's inside that matters," he said, resting a paw between Jenny's breasts to touch her chest over her heart. "My love for you is just as strong now as it was the moment we first met. When I saw you suffering from the anguish of being incomplete, I'd do anything to help ease your pain. That's only part of the reason why I decided to take the plunge and become a werefox."
"What's the rest of the reason?" asked Jenny, as she stared deep into Harry's vulpine eyes.
"This may sound a little selfish, but I did it for love. Because I didn't want to lose you or your love," he replied, looking deep into her eyes. "My heart would have been so empty and broken if I lost you..."
And then Harold Jenkins broke down and began to cry.