“Do you see, Janice?” Karther said as he pointed towards a magical mirror on the wall in front of them, “your friend was unworthy of my gift.”
Janice looked into the mirror, which currently displayed a top-down view of the cabin you passed out in. Your naked, furry body lay on a straw filled bed, splayed out in a false sense of privacy that left your voluptuous breasts and supple cunt exposed to the invisible eyes watching from above.
Karther briefly glanced over at Janice, only to see a disappointed frown on her face. Aware that a harem vixen like her couldn’t possibly understand the full ramifications of what she was looking at, Karther decided to explain:
“You see, I bind the souls of whomever I touch, permanently enslaving them to my will. Vixens like you, my dear, who don’t resist are the least interesting. You simply turn into the dumb, lustful kitsune that was lurking inside of you all along. However, the ones who resist have far more potential…”
“I don’t have potential, master?” Janice said with an air of disappointment in her voice.
“Oh, don’t get me wrong my sweet vixen, that tight cunt of yours has plenty of potential to ride my cock – but that’s of little value to the kingdom itself. You came to me with the soul of a vixen, but your friend had a male human’s soul. The magical background is far too complicated for you but suffice to say that when I inject my own essence into such a soul, the result is usually a kitsune female whose body holds tremendous magical potential. Of course, they can usually use little of it, but their children form the backbone of this nation’s magic casters.”
Karther looked at your body once again, this time focusing his view on your single tail. Sighing, he continued, “but on rare occasions they turn out like your friend. Rather than a kitsune, he turned into a normal fox. His, or should I say, her body has no intrinsic value, and I usually just turn them over to the military to be used as breeders for our rank and file, but…”
“But what master? If he wasn’t worthy of your gift, then why care what happens to him?”
Karther sat there as he silently rubbed his chin, pondering whether he should leave you to your own fate or intervene. His eyes suddenly brightened as an idea came to mind, and exclaimed, “But… I’ve never had a fox like her escape before. Normally they’re so dumb that they can barely string together two sentences, much less remember where they were…”
Flicking his hands about in the air, Karther materialized a ghostly image of your former, male human body in front of him. With another few flicks, a similarly transparent image of your current, female fox body appeared next to it.
“Ah! This explains it. I only touched him very briefly and not enough of my essence was transferred to transform his soul as well, not to mention that his soul resisted many of the mental changes that I intended to make to his body. I could just fix the problem, but I think it would be more fun to send him on an adventure, don’t you think?”
Janice nodded her head enthusiastically as Karther ignored the human soul in front of him, instead reaching out to the ghastly vixen instead.
“Remember the incident that we had in the skunk kingdom a few months ago, where the king bred my gift to him with a skunkbeast? I think she had more breasts, and they were smaller…” Karther said as he reached out, pushing on your breasts until they had shrunk down to b cups. Satisfied with their new size, he then gripped the apparition and pulled out two additional sets of identical breasts below them.
“And I think she’s due in a few weeks…” once again, Karther reached out, this time grabbing at your body’s belly button, before pulling it from an innie to an outie and leaving with your body with the type of stomach that screamed nine months pregnant.
“Oh, and that vixen was nowhere near this smart…” Karther’s hands headed for your body’s head, reaching inside as he fiddled with your brain, “I wonder what it will be like to have the memories of a male human and the brain of a breeding fox?”
Karther surveyed his work before letting out a small humph. “That’s right, she had two twins didn’t she… well, I suppose I can just fiddle with their memories a bit and teleport them to your friend. That way he has some direction at least. I don’t want him spending the rest of his life in that cabin after all…”
A few minutes later and the view on the magical mirror was much different than it was before. Your body was still splayed out on the bed, but now it sported three pairs of small but pert breasts and a rounded, protruding belly – the former filled with milk, while the latter was filled with a near term skunkbeast baby. Next to you were two other, identical vixens, each with milky breasts and bulging bellies of their own.
With another wave of his hand, Karther locked the magical mirror’s view on you. “Yes…” he chuckled as he watched your hand begin to rub at your crotch, “watching her will prove quite entertaining.”