"You know, all of them sound like good options, but I'm feeling more drawn to the kawauso, " said Joelle.
"Oh? Why go with that?" asked Kristi.
"Well, otters are just so cute," said Joelle, "And I think we'd look really cute together as a fox and an otter. And we'd be even cuter as a yokai couple if you upgrade to a kitsune."
"Yeah, definitely considering that," said Kristi, "Of course, I'm assuming it's more complicated than just sprouting an extra tail."
"That's not all you'll be sprouting," said Joelle, "You've gotta get a dick in order to even attend enroll in that sumo school."
"That's true," said Kristi, "You won't be disgusted by it, will you?"
"Honestly, I think it might be kinda hot," said Joelle, "Hearing about what those werehyenas get up to turns me on. And you know how we talked about adopting a kid?"
"I wasn't really sure if we were ever seriously thinking about that," said Kristi.
"Well, if you get a dick and balls, that means we could have our own kid," said Joelle, "Thanks to invitro fertilization, no one has to question who the father is."
"Oh...I didn't think about that," said Kristi. She put her hands around her head as she tried to wrap her mind about the possibility. She could be a father, was that the right term? What kind of family would they be? The fact that she'd be a sumo-practicing herm fox, who might have multiple tails, a 'normal' household was pretty out of the question. And if Joelle became an otter yokai, what would the baby look like? How does interracial yokai reproduction work? Kristi looked at Joelle and asked, "Would you really want to start a family?"
"I'm willing to become a magical otter for you," said Joelle, "Having a baby would simple. I mean, not right away, but when we're ready."
"You know, you could become another vixen," said Kristi playfully.
"I think kitsune are a little too mainstream, no offense," said Joelle.
"I get that," said Kristi, "It seems to be the first thing people think about when it comes to Japanese folklore."
"Yeah, I bet the kawauso have become so rare that they'd welcome anyone who wanted to join," said Joelle.
"So, you think we're ready to go?" asked Kristi.
"Almost," said Joelle, getting off the bed and going to her luggage, "First we need to get some practice in."
"Practice?" asked Kristi.
Joelle pulled a dildo out of her bag. More than that, a harness to make it a strap-on. "If you're going to be porking me with a fox dong, then we'll need to work on your technique," said Joelle, tossing the sexual equipment to Kristi.
Kristi caught it pretty easily. "So, you want to have a little foxy fun?" she asked as she pulled up her shirt, allowing her extra tits room to grow. Red fur quickly covered her body as she lowered her pants and allow room for her tail to grow out. As she got the strap-on attached, her face pushed out into a vulpine muzzle and her ears became sharp and pointy.
"Wow, you actually look sexier with that thing on," said Joelle, who was also stripping.
Kristi, in werevixen form, grinned and said, "Just wait until I have my chub back and a real dick between my legs."
"I'd be more impressed if you knew how to use it," said Joelle.
Kristi pushed Joelle onto the bed and got on top of her. "Oh, you'll be squealing for the real dick when I get it, my little otter minx," she growled. It took a little guidance to get the dildo in, but Kristi figured out the right way to thrust pretty soon. It'll be much different when she has a real cock and not one made of silicon. And judging by the way Joelle moans, she was really looking forward to the real thing.