As the car of male foxes traveled down the road, it became apparent by the wide muzzled yawns that the family would have to spend the night at a hotel. The twins were already leaning sleepily on Debra's furry arms while he himself was starting to nod off, all of them worn out by the fun that they had at the rest stop.
"*yawn* I think it's time for a good night's sleep for now dear," Linda said as she yawned again, letting her tongue hang out in exhaustion, cradling her softening sheath. "I can barely hold an erection at this point..."
Henry yawned in response as well, before perking up a bit at the sight of a hotel in a small, sleepy community off the highway. "Well I think we found a nice little burrow to stay for the night!" Henry says with a tired smile.
Exiting off a ramp, they drive into the parking lot of the hotel. As they walk past the hotel sign, it begins to waver under the magic as well, changing the former name into, 'The Fox Burrow', not that any of the family noticed. With the lack of clothing, moving their luggage was like carrying feathers with only their cameras and wallets on hand.
The sleepy receptionist looked up at them, her dazed mind already numbing the idea that there was a family of naked male foxes at her desk. She smiled and greeted them as the magic easily overtook her, with the ridiculousness of the situation immediately becoming normal and her clothing dissolving from her body, leaving only her name tag on her flattening chest, reading 'Helen'. "Welcome to the Fox Burrow. A family of five?" She inquired, already mentally adjusted to the new name of the establishment.
"Yes please," Henry replied, holding Rick in his furry arms while Linda held Sam, both of them cuddling their muzzles against their fathers' chests. "Oh, if possible, can we get a 'family bedding' for tonight?"
"Of course sir," Helen replied, her mouth already stretching out into a similar muzzle. "You'll find suite 020 nice and cozy for your husband and kits. Please, follow me." She motioned, leaving her desk to reveal a pair of furry white balls and sheath where her vagina used to be and red, white and black fur growing accordingly all over 'his' body.
The family followed and watched with newfound arousal as Helen's swaying furry ass began growing a beautiful red, white-tipped tail before them. He soon stopped in front of their room, handing Henry the key card which now read the new hotel's name before sauntering off to his desk to welcome anymore late night, soon-to-be vulpine visitors.
Inside, the room was a singular room with a single, jumbo-sized bed in the middle, lacking sheets as their fur kept them warm anyways. A typical hotel TV stood in front of it, nested in a cabinet while the sides were tipped with bedside tables that had a telephone on one and a 'Foxy Encyclopedia' in the drawer of the other.
Henry and Linda laid the sleeping twins on the bed, the Sam naturally spooning behind Rick, docking into him by inserting his sleepy erection into him. Debra, Linda, and Henry followed suit, soon making a family train of male foxes with dicks in each ass from smallest to largest.
As they slept, the magic soon began to grow larger, eventually radiating to the entire hotel and the other guests. Rooms began to shift likewise while couples and families unconsciously formed their own trains in their sleep while orange fur spread like a magical wildfire throughout, none the wiser to any of the changes as their dreams soon shifted from abstracted images to foxy fantasies of red rockets and furry balls.