The next morning, you slowly awoke feeling quite well-rested for once. You had the most restful sleep you had in days! Stretching out your furred fox legs and yawning, you look down at yourself to see if you had turned into a full feral fox yet. Nope, still two upright legs and two arms... same as yesterday. But you were no longer in a soft pet bed - you were on a simple pile of straw, in a tiny room that looks like a cabin. This certainly couldn't be the same house you woke up in yesterday! You pull yourself up on your hind paws and run downstairs-- actually no, there is no downstairs, just a big main room and two bedrooms in this primitive little house. Your parents were not here, but you heard them outside.
As you come out, you see a very drastic change - no cobble at all, just a dirt trail winding through wide open fields and forests, with primitive little cabins dotting the trail where there used to be suburban homes. Looks just like your hometown would have looked in Native American times. You notice your parents here, along with a rabbit roasting over a nice fire pit, and they were once again transformed. Your dad had fox paws on his hands and fox fur all up to his waist, including his canine fox genitals, which were just as exposed as yours. In fact, he had no clothing in the slightest. Your mom was tending to the roast, and she still had her hands, and was wearing an apron, but nothing else. You could see her furred ass as she rotated the roast.
If that wasn't shocking enough, your dad gave your mom a devilish look and his red cock started rising up out of its furry sheath. "Hey, it's getting too warm around here! Can I get some relief?"
Your mom sighed. "Oh wonderful, you're in rut again. Let me get this roast off the fire first and we'll get to it. I'm sure our kids won't mind seeing it in action."
Is this real? Were your parents talking about mating right outside, in front of you?! And what did she mean by "kids", plural?
As your mom pulled the roast down and set it on a stump, she whistled sharply. A bunch of littler half-human half-foxes, also fully nude, came out behind some bushes and trees to get their breakfast. So... you have siblings now? You come to the conclusion that your parents have less self-control and are mating bareback a lot more often, leading to more siblings. That seems about right. Your dad unsheathed his claws to carve up the roast, before serving it up to the family. You take your cut and enjoy it. Before your parents could get down to their own business, you ask one simple question. "Hey, uh, do I still go to school?"
Your dad looked confused. "School? I don't think we have one of those here. You just go to the village wise man if you want to learn something."
"So... what do I usually do?"
"I wouldn't know... go out and explore with your friends, I guess. I've never known you as the type to go seek out higher knowledge."
So that was it? No more school for you? Just do whatever you want?! Now that you think of it, you couldn't quite remember what you learned on previous days, in previous iterations of the world. You know for sure you were a human, and that you started changing day by day, but everything before that, like your last written homework assignment, was a blur. The question is, now what do you do with your time?
As your dad bends your mom over the old stump and plunges his cock into her waiting fox pussy, you realize... you have better places to be than at home. You set out on the trail, and observe the village around you. The townsfolk are outside, working and playing together, almost all of them half-animal in some way, and almost all nude. Even the ones that still had human genitals were proudly showing them off to the world. You recognize some of the kids in your former class, running around and chasing each other in the field. You are pretty sure Max would be among them.