Susan’s sense of time wavered. She didn’t know how many times she had released her pussy juices or how many videos or images she had watched. Her thighs, hairy jungle, happy trail and hands were covered in her thick female sauce. Susan lifted her hand to her eye level and saw how her long fingernails had more dark painted tones. She could have sworn that she hadn’t painted her nails that day. It was until all her nails were fully covered in matte black coloring when she remembered that she had indeed gone for her morning grooming session and spent hours in front of the mirror painting her nails. Susan remembered how she had awed her own hairy reflection but then embraced it as the thought as her ginger colored hair growth all over her body was making her look perfect. She loved her long auburn and orange colored hair that went beyond her back. She had sometimes eyed the shower but felt that her natural body scent was part of her vixen identity. She wanted to use water on her growing "fur" very sparingly as she didn't want her natural scents going away. Susan flicked her long tangled frontal hair that was in front of her eyes. It's lenghty strands were obscuring her vision, but once she clipped her hair with a makeshift hair pin she found on her table, she was able to see once again. Susan wanted to continue her lusty activities but noticed that her favorite vixen playlist had reached to it’s end.
Susan heard her stomach rumble. She had forgotten to eat breakfast that morning. Even if Susan was horny, her hunger for food was stronger than her lust. Susan closed the laptop’s lid. She smiled as she looked at the fox sticker filled old laptop that she had “borrowed” from her old college and stood up from the cheapest bum stool she had bought years ago from the local yard sale. The stool was filled with Susan’s dried-up “fox markings”. She had used the same stool for many moons and she had given it a silly name. As Susan viewed herself as, ‘The Mama Fox’, it was more than suitable that her stool was called ‘The Moist Fox Throne’. Susan’s bare ass cheeks and pussy had kissed the stool even before Susan got pregnant with her, ‘Vixen princess’, Jennifer.
When Susan was about to leave her ‘fox den’ she noticed something happening in the mirror. She approached the mirror and saw how her irides were extending vertically and her previous white sclera became more chestnut colored. Susan rubbed her eyes. She looked at her eyes once more and dismissed the transformation happening in front of her. She could only think that she had forgotten her contact lenses meant for roleplaying on to her eyes. There was no way that her eyes were changing. The black make-up surrounding her eyes gave Susan a cunning look that made her grin.
The silly foxy smile revealed Susan’s new lenghty tongue and sharper teeth. Susan had full control of her long canine-like tongue as she licked the tip of her nose with it. Her four triangle shaped fangs in her upper and lower jaw made Susan think how beautiful they looked on her. The teeth were obviously made out of plastic which she had ordered online. Because of her long tongue and new set of teeth Susan spoke her sentences with a lisp. The lisp made her sound more silly, erotic and submissive. She could only think of her online erotic roleplaying group and the erotic roleplaying sessions she had with them through the voice call. People were amazed at her vocal performances and Susan never broke her ‘Mama Fox’ character. Susan had no heart to tell them that it wasn’t an act but her real self. She had even drawn herself whiskers to get that lusty vixen spirit inside her whenever Susan masturbated. Susan told to her reflection how sexy she looked and walked to the hallway that was on other side of her den’s door.