“Honey, I’m a werefox…” She said as she trailed off lowering her head.
“Wha-” You start to reply.
“…costume.” She says shyly as she looks back up; her face is bright red with embarrassment.
You sit there for a while staring at here unsure what to say. She breaks the silence.
“I know it’s weird. Well being a werefox and all. It wouldn’t be as weird if I were a werewolf since they’re better known in lore and all. I don’t think anyone’s talked about someone turning into a costume though. I mean…”
You finally speak up as she continues to try to justify herself. “Costume? Like clothing?”
“Well I’ve never actually seen myself in my final form. I guess I should have recorded it on my cell phone at some point. I don’t know why I never thought about doing that. It’s just freaky right? I mean I love being a werefox but I don’t get to stay like that for very long until that damn zipper appears and I lose consciousness.”
You break into laughter. “Ok that’s enough! I’m not falling for this!”
The air seems to chill as you stop laughing and look up to your girlfriend. Her gaze would be enough to petrify medusa.
“I am completely serious.”
Without hesitation you nod affirmation.
Her gaze softens to a caring, loving, look as she takes a deep breath and says, “I know this sounds ridiculous. Please understand I’ve never told anyone about this. I’ve had this condition for years. I think I got it from a fox costume I bought from a flea market. The costume’s fur was so soft and the tail was large and bushy. When I wore it, it was so warm and comfortable. I couldn’t wait to wear it again. I was so sad when it disappeared after the first time I wore it for a Halloween party. I had hung it in my closet after I got home and the next morning it was gone!”
Zoe looked beyond you longingly to her memories. After a moment’s pause she continued.
“I transform every full moon which is annoying - why I say I’m a ‘werefox’. Though I can transform at will. As for what I turn into, my fur color is the same as the costume’s fur which matches my auburn hair. I do have black fur over my hand and feet while my chest has white fur.”
You notice a slight blush as she says the last part. As you look on, still in disbelief, your girlfriend starts to take off her pants. Once off she pulls her shirt off over her head.
“My tail is large, fluffy, and soft like the costume’s. So I can only guess I turn into the costume I bought at that flea market. If that’s the case I’ll be an open-faced costume with a fox mask.”
She bends down and takes off her socks.
“That woman at the flea market did say to me, ‘You’ll discover yourself with this.’ Of course that was strange; that’s why I remember it. Anyway, since we’re seriously serious about our relationship it’s time for me to show you. I doubt there is a cure for this condition of mine but...” She trails off.
Zoe, the woman that you truly love, is standing nearly naked in front of you. She’s looking down, past her ample breasts, to the floor. Her long auburn hair, somewhat disturbed from her undressing, half hangs in front of her shoulders and half part way down her back. You see a slight shiver followed by a melancholy laugh emanate from her mouth.
A whisper fills the room, “I want you to wear me.”
“Wait, what!?”
“I want you to wear me.” Zoe says again in a more confident tone as she raises her head. Her blue eyes meet your own. Her entire face is bright red as she absentmindedly pulls her hair back over her shoulders.
Completely taken off guard you assess the situation as you say the first thing that comes to mind, “I’m six inches taller than you. Will you fit on me?”
The red begins to fade from Zoe’s face as she gives a quick laugh. “Well I’ve never really thought about that. I do appreciate that you’re taking this serious though, asking if ‘I’ will fit on ‘you’. I can only think this is some type of magic. If that’s the case I don’t think size will be an issue.”
“How does this work? How long do you want me to wear you? Are you still alive?”
“As I said, this is the first time for me so this is all an experiment. Time wise, I seem to remain transformed for a good eight hours. So as long as you take me off before then everything should be ok.”
A stillness fills the room as you consider her request. It doesn’t take long for you to respond.
“Zoe,” You say with clarity and determination. “I love you. No matter what happens to you I will care for you to my fullest abilities; even if you’re just a pile of fabric. If you wish for me to wear you, I will.”
“I’m so happy!” she exclaims with a joyful smile filling her beautiful face. “I was so scared about telling you. I love you so much I didn’t want to lose you over this.”
Taking a few deep breaths she unhooks her bra, letting it drift to the floor as she slides off her underwear.
With the tension gone, seeing your girlfriend naked in front of you causes your penis to grow quickly as your arousal grows. You smile as you adjust your pants.
Zoe winks as she closes her eyes as she mentions, “I’m going to start now. Let me concentrate.”
You watch intently for a few seconds. Tens of seconds. A minute. Your penis calls for your attention as it’s pushing at the confines of your pants.
Then you notice it. Her cleanly shaven clit now has white hairs slowly growing and spreading out.
“It always tickles” Zoe says breaking the silence as she starts to scratch her chest. “It’s the worst around my, umm, down there like it wants my attention.”
Slowly the white hairs move up her belly, over her breasts, up her neck, and over her chin. As the fur grows away from her chest, it transitions to an orange which is nearly the color of her hair. As she itches herself, you can see her nails seem longer and darker and her fingers seem somewhat bloated. You also notice she’s grown in height. Looking down she is now standing on her toes.
“Here comes my favorite part!” She says as she turns to her side and leans forward to present her butt. You vaguely notice that as the fur covers her back, her hair seems to be melting into the fur.
A crack brings your attention to just above her butt as her spine starts to extend. Creaking and popping echo in the room as a long, fur-covered, new appendage grows out into a two foot long tail. Her tail begins to move, wag even, as she straightens her stance; her tail relaxes behind her.
“Does it hurt?” You ask with some concern.
“Sounds like it doesn’t it? With all that popping. Strangely it doesn’t hurt. Not really. In fact it kind of turns me on. Especially when ahhh!”
Zoe closes her eyes and continues to moan while she pets her chest. Giving out another moan she opens her eyes and smirks as she explains, “The fox costume wasn’t ‘adult’ or ‘mature’ though it was form fitting. My werefox form, though, ahhh… is quite anatomically correct. Here they come!”
She turns to face you, presenting her fur covered chest. Looking where she’s petting you can see four pairs of black dots become visible starting beneath her breasts under the white fur. She pinches one causing her entire body to shake as another ecstatic moan fills the room.
You can’t take any more as you unbutton and unzip your pants, letting your penis free. You reach down and start to coax your penis as you say, “Sorry this is too much for me!”
Zoe falls to her knees when she pinches another teat. Fox ears are beginning to poke out from her fur covered head. Her face pushes out into a muzzle as she takes a long deep breath. “God your arousal smells amazing! I’m fully aroused too. I’d love you to fuck me here and now but I’ll be a costume soon…”
On all fours she approaches you and with a long, rough, canine tongue she licks your excited penis causing it to shiver. You lean against the wall as she puts her mouth over your member and begins to suck it. You close your eyes as you start to pet her head fur. You moan as she bobs her head on your dick rhythmically. It was too much as you scream ecstatically, releasing a load of cum into her long mouth.
Zoe moans as she accepts your juices, coaxing your penis to squirt a few more times.
After a long swallow, Zoe rests her head in your lap as you open your eyes again to see there’s a human-sized fox in front of you. She looks up at you with loving blue eyes as she says, “I wish I could stay in this form. I wish you could return my favor.”
The emotions in the room seem to calm before Zoe says, “I can feel my body beginning to become a costume. My fingers and feet are numb, now mostly stuffed fabric.”
Lifting her hands you’re shocked to see her bloated fingers are in fact stuffed faux-fur gloves!
“There goes my hearing.” She says gently before adding, “And my vision…”
Looking at her eyes you gasp. They’ve lost all life, now just fake blue eyes with an opening for the wearer to see through. You notice seam marks appearing throughout her body as all her fur becomes fabric.
“I can barely move now. I can’t feel my skin. It is disconcerting but I feel better knowing you’re here…”
Seeing her begin to sway you reach to add support and gasp as you fingers grab nearly volumeless fabric. Her face appears to be a solid as her shuts and becomes rigid.
From inside the mask you hear Zoe’s voice faintly as she says, “If I can still talk, you can see I’m a costume now. All that’s left is the zipper that’ll complete this transformation. Please take good care of me. Wear me my love!”
At that moment you see a zipper appear down her back as her entire body loses all volume. The mask falls to the carpet as you hold onto the limp costume!