The Eversons weren't aware of it, but the magic had begun to work its powers as they drove along the dusty road. Linda and Debra were the first to be affected, as their larger breasts had begun deflating, becoming flatter and flatter until their bras hung loose in their slightly baggy shirts now. It didn't seem to faze them, with the two even absent-mindedly scratching their flat chests.
Their hands would even drop down to their laps, resting them on the crotches that also happen to be growing for the two. Eventually, their tighter female pants would inadvertently their newly changed male genitals. The only thing indicating their previous femininity was their unchanged body shape and their behavior in body motion.
With the first of the odd changes done, the magic flowed within them to start the next changes. Bright orange fur began crawling from underneath their clothes, their destinations being their limbs. As soon as the fur reached their hands and feet, black fur grew instead, creating the appearance of dark gloves and socks. The fur on their feet caused the next wave of changes as they began to stretch and toes began to push closer together, creating a strange hybrid cross between fox hindpaws and human feet. The same happened to their hands, becoming slender and paw-like, yet still functional as hands. As they finished shifting, soft paw pads began pushing from their palms and feet.
Fur also continued up their heads, with the front of their necks and lower jaw growing white fur instead. This caused their mouths to push out slowly until more fur covered their faces, in which their new muzzles grew out completely. Their noses followed next, shrinking and darkening into wet, leathery fox noses and whiskers poking out from their new upper lips. When the rest of the orange fur enveloped their heads, their hair followed as well, becoming the same orange plush as their fur. Black fur took over the backs of their ears, making their ears widen and triangle in shape as white fur grew inside them, causing their ears to travel up the sides of their heads to the top, where they twitched in delight.
Last, but not least, all their pants began feeling bunched up and crowded behind.each of them. It first started as a strange bump just below their waste line, but soon all five of the fox-like family members had large mounds pushing at the seat of their pants, bright orange tufts of fur peeking through the tears being created. Finally, all five tails broke free in a loud unified *RIIIP* For a moment, everyone looked up and around in surprise at the sudden noise, before shrugging it off, their new ruffled tails calming down, leaving them as fluffy orange tails with white fur at the tips.
The car now contained a family of five male anthro foxes, but the magic was not over yet! Like a wisp of wind, their clothes dissolved away, revealing the rest of their changed bodies. White fur created a small area covering the middle of their chests down to this abdomen and crotches. All of them now had furry white sheathes with matching fur balls beneath them.
The car had followed their changes, too. The backs of the seats had opened up holes where their tails can freely move. Their luggage in the back began lessening due to their lack of clothes, until they only had their cameras and their pictures, which also began in content to match their new forms.
All the while as their physical form changes, the magic that kept them oblivious to them also began to work directly at their minds. Their memories and visual thought were adjusted to become vulpine while motor skills for their new limbs became natural to them. Shame and embarrassment was lost, considering they feel natural needing only a coat of fur and the meaning of clothes meant nothing to them.
While the magic had left them as a family of male foxes, their behavior prior had not changed the least with the exception of their male vulpine 'heritage'
"Dad! Rick and Sam keep poking me with their sheathes!" Debra complained as the two anthro kits were playfully poking their sheathes at 'his' thighs. "Talk to your daddy, dear. I'm busy driving."
"Daddy!"
Linda looks back, sweetly smiling at 'his' twin kits. "Now boys, it's not polite to poke your brother like that!"