Feeling the head of his shaft upon your moist opening has your mind crying out for more, but with a moment of clarity, you realize that if you give in now, you may not even be human anymore.
Since the fox is still below you, you quickly use your hand to interrupt the teasing that is weakening your mind and manage to push yourself back with your weakened limbs. "N-nno..." You whimper as you pull yourself to your feet.
"Ggggoing somewhere... My sweet little vixen?" He purrs as he starts to lift himself up, licking his lips as he pushes his head toward your lower lips.
Jumping back, but also unused to the jiggle from your new breasts, you retreat from his grasp, picturing that you'd rather not spend your time locked away with this fox... even if you're only starting to notice how attractive... No. You need to get away from his influence, you determine.
Seeing the door you came in from with a quick glance backwards while he is distracted, you think quick and knee him in the jaw while you wobble toward the door, hoping that will buy you just enough time to get away.
You turn back to see him holding his head, growling in frustration as the pain lingers, you also notice your old clothes discarded, but figured that you may as well escape naked rather than risk being transformed fully. You then turn back to open the main door and dash outside into the rain, your movement still a distraction as you slam the front door closed, the red hair coming into your face a moment as you're reminded of your predicament. Your body only starting to cool down from the heat as the cold rain distracts you from the butterflies.
Now what? You're sure he might give chase, but you might be able to run or hide from him... Or his influence.