The strange man smiles knowingly down at you. "Matthias Amadeus Tristan Hawthorne!" Your mother bursts out of the door on the side of the house nearby. You cringe at your full name.
You look over at her, "What?"
"Get upstairs and finish your homework, young man!" She goes back into the house. You get up only to find that the strange man is no longer there. You sigh and walk into your house and up the stairs. You bolt your door locked. You flop down on your bed and sigh. You don't even have homework, but you parents think you do and don't believe you when you tell them you don't, but they leave you alone if you're in your room. You scratch your nose. It feels weird. Like its a different texture. You feel your nose again. You feel hair growing in all around it. It starts growing all over your body, the white hair. Your natural hair turns white and shrinks into your head. Your face contorts forward into a pointed muzzle. You convulse as your spine lengthens and a tail rips its way out of the seat of your pants. Your hands twist and become paws, but with opposable thumbs. Your feet pop your shoes off, socks ripping as your feet grow into the lower third of a vulpine leg. Your ears migrate up your head to the top, becoming triangular. You twitch as your tail splits in three, then three again, each covering itself with a luscious brush of white fur. You get up as your body stops adjusting itself. You look at yourself in the mirror. You are an anthro fox with nine tails and odd eyes. A Kitsune. Your clothes are tattered and the front of your pants are bulging more than they should be.
"Like it?" You turn. Behind you is an anthropomorphic hare with white fur. On his chest is a black diamond from sternum to navel, nipple to nipple. On each ear is a black design that seems to denote flames or energy. His package is ridiculously large, His black cocktip peeking out of His sheath. He is sitting on your dresser.
You recognize the voice as that of the strange man from before. "But how..."
"I am a God." The hare smiled, reveling fangs.
You blink. "Cool."