You warmly invite them in, inwardly happy that they decided to accept the offer, unaware that your hand for some reason went to unzip the crotch of your pants, slipping out your cock and balls as though it is as it should be. You also don't notice the fact that said cock had started to become paler and white as it rose into an erection, not unlike your new neighbors, or that a pressure had started to build up against the seat of your pants. The walk to the dining table was strangely drawn out, as though you wanted the two squirrel boys to relish the interior of the house rather than the fact that you were using it as an opportunity to glance over to the couple, confirming that indeed they were fingering each other's cute ass in the place of actually holding their hips. It also served to distract you from the rising warmth in your body as snowy white fur began covering your body, both inside and outside of your clothes, from the interior of your stretching and shifting paw feet to the tips of your ears as they began travelling up the sides of your head, through your whitening hair.
By the time you reach the dining room, the pressure in your pants finally forces them to give way with a loud *RIP* as the fabric is torn off, leaving a wide hole revealing your now furry white bubble butt and the large plushy white tail bobbing just above it. You wince and gasp at the liberating feeling, squinting your eyes briefly in the process to later reveal them to be a deep dark black, beady as a squirrel's. This, of course, causes the immediate attention from your family, who gasp in shock at not only the appearance of the two naked white squirrel boys, but also your similar appearance. Your mother is about to jump up in protest at the unnatural situation before pacified at the mere sight of you three, opting to calmly stand up from her chair with a smile on her face as though nothing was out of the ordinary. The same was with your three sisters, as they looked the pair in eagerness to meet them, even the very rebellious Zoe.
"Oh, hello! You must be the new neighbors! It's such a pleasure to meet you! My name is Whitney, and this is my dray: Lucy, Grace, and Zoe. Of course you've already met with my eldest kit, Jay. It's so nice to finally meet you two!" your mother says without a hint of fear or confusion in her voice. To prove this even further, she immediately goes to cup the pair's balls before lifting her skirt up to allow them to cup her newly grown balls in return, her freshly grown erection forcing her panties down a bit in order for the two easily cup her furring sac. This also extends to your 'sisters' as well, with the former females in your family adjusting their clothes on the account of their breasts deflating into their chests. By the end of it, there were only effeminate males occupying the house, with four of them steadily becoming paler and furrier. All the while, your neighbors don't seem faze at the changes befalling your family, if they even noticed them at all.
"It's always pleasure to meet a dray of fellow squirrels! My name is Sam and this is my husband, Bailey!" the squirrel on the right, Sam, introduced as they cupped balls. "Indeed it is, honey! Although I have to say, and I mean no offense, it's not often we get to meet clothist squirrels like yourselves." At first, the word seemed foreign to you and your family, but soon your minds became instantly familiar with all the things gay anthro squirrel boys like yourselves would know. In this case, while humans use the term 'nudist' as a counterculture while for anthros it's the opposite as clothes-wearing is the uncommon practice.
"Yes, well, I know it's an odd sight to see, but we clothists do love the feeling of our fur rubbing against the fabric." Grace says as the former females begin to grow thickening pale fuzz underneath their clothes. "Yeah! And besides, we're not all clothes. See?" Zoe adds, proudly unzipping her jeans like you did earlier, showing off her snow white balls and a full mast dick. "But still, to each his own... -ungh" Lucy says, grunting a bit at the end when her skirt began pushing out behind her as her panties, along with the rest of your family, began filling up with a puffy white squirrel tail.
"Oh! where are my manners, would you like to stay for dinner? It would be a shame for you two to leave when invited inside!" your mother offered. "We would be delighted to!" the two exclaimed giddily. As you sat down, the chairs began to shift with the backrests widening to allow your tail to slip right through unabated. Your mom and sisters gathered extra dining materials, including an extra chair for the couple. As your mother bends over to pull the chair out for them and your sisters as well to place the silverware, all four of their tails made their desperate bid for freedom, their force ripping off Whitney, Lucy, and Grace's panties off and lifting their skirts a bit while Zoe's, like yours, burst a big hole in the seat of her pants, exposing her entire furry rear. Of course, the forces that changed you and your family kept any of these events from being noticed too.
Soon, with Bailey situated on his husband's lap and Sam's cock in his hubby's ass, the now dray of white morph squirrel bois continued their dinner with their new neighbors, white furred ears relaxed on the top of their silky haired heads and plushy squirrel tails bouncing behind each of them with every bite. Unbeknownst to any of you, the house begins to change as well, with clothes in dressers and closets becoming more girl and exposing, furniture shifting to suit your squirrel needs, even pictures in photo albums, frames, and in IDs to now match your male squirrel credentials.
Meanwhile, you, your family, and your new neighbors are none the wiser as you all have a wonderful dinner, eating, laughing, lovingly jacking each other off, even ending with a bang as Sam cums into Bailey, causing him to shoot his nutty load all over the chandelier above and you and your family, giving way to a group laugh of girly giggles.