Cole hugged his plush fox doll tight to his chest, slowly making his way downstairs. Every so often, the boy would hold Foxy tight and huff against the toy's fluff, his vulpine erection bobbing excitedly with each whiff.
"Hah- You smell so good, Foxy." Cole whispered happily, licking his plushie's snout lovingly. Ever since he peed that gooey white stuff on Foxy, the stuffed animal smelled just like him now! Not Cole's old stinky human smell - but that strong, musky fox perfume that seeped from his new meaty rod of fox pride. He wanted it everywhere; everything ought to smell just like him!
As Cole stumbled down the bottom step, he felt a tightness near his stomach. That bottle of cola he'd used to down the transformation pill had quickly been metabolized into a potent load of fox piss inside his bladder. Cole knew his mother would kill him if he didn't use the bathroom to pee, but then again, she'd never smelled his new vulpine musk! The little boy knew it would be a waste of his scent to just let out all out into the toilet bowl, so instead, he sauntered over to the couch in the living room, pointed his red rocked at it, and let loose.
A stream of frothy fox piss seeped from his tapered canine cock tip, soaking the cushions on the sofa in his steaming-hot, bestial scent. The boy's nose twitched as it was anointed in the smell of his own urine, a feeling of pride shivering down his spine as he admired his big rod of canine anatomy. Cole shivered as his nose began to press out just a little, that smell of fox musk urging the tip grow to a wet black color as his ability to smell that piss grew all the more vivid! As the boy pissed, he stroked that handful of red rocket with both bands, feeling that slick, luscious animal flesh stroke against his palms. Cole huffed as he felt his fox penis jerk, that reddish skin growing just a tad girthier as his hands grasped around it, that tip jutting out another half inch as the boy's love for his new body was rewarded with even more sensual cock flesh.
While the little boy's canid penis throbbed outwards, he could feel that slick precum work its way into his fingertips, making the boy's hands start to feel warm and tingly. As Cole stroked, plump sensitive pink paw pads started to swell out underneath his fingers. Those soft beans of animal hide sprouted beneath his hand’s luciderm, growing sensitive and plump as he tested those ticklish new additions against his thick foxhood. The boy giggled and peered down, watching his fingers change in turn, sprouting a fuzzy matting of brownish fur as his digits shortened and bulged out thicker into proper paws. His thumbs shortened even more and became vestigial as keratinous nails tipped each of his new fingers.
Cole might have been worried about the loss of his thumbs if it didn’t feel so good! Every change was laced with a heightened sense of horniness, his new bestial penis sending shockwaves of lust to his brain with every step closer he took to becoming an animal. The little boy was drunk on pleasure, worshipping every jolt of bliss his cock was giving him, only letting his grasp on his prick slip once the stream of fox urine started to die down and the sofa was thoroughly drenched in his scent.
“Hah! Much better!” Cole giggled as he sensed that yucky human scent on the sofa was replaced with cozy fox musk. The boy jiggled his tapered cocktip with those sensitive pink paw pads before lifting them up to his face and licking them clean of pee. As he sucked on his paws, he started to feel hungrier, spurring Cole to walk towards the kitchen to find some food to fuel his changing body.