Driving back to your apartment, you decide to make a minour stop, unaware that anything strange was taking place and even more memories of growing up a Fox-Girl were forming and replacing your old life.
A floor below yours and Jack apartment, you met another Anthropomorphic Fox by the name of Renard. At first you were really shy and not sure what to do. But before long the two of you hit it off like you had known each other for your entire life and now things were beginning to look serious between the two of you.
Parking your car in the reserved spot, you look over at the box containing the costume and then after a moment’s hesitancy, you decide that you want to show Renard the costume as well.
Taking the box in with you, you click the button and ride the lift upward to the appropriate floor. Stepping off, you move down the paw on silent digigrade paws, stopping at a door you know to be directly below yours and Jack's apartment.
Raising a paw-like hand, you knock and after a few minutes the door swings open and you find yourself looking at a black-furred fox with silver on the tip of his tail and on the edge of his ears. Grinning at you, he says, "I thought we were going to meet up at the party later on."
You smile coyly and realising that you like his British accent, you reply, "I couldn't wait. Besides, I want your opinion of my costume."
Smiling, he tells you, "I think you look great and do not really need a costume. How about this...you shan't go in anything and I shall wear a matching costume."
Smiling, searching your memory for the right word, you tell him in an imitation British accent, "You just want to get into me knickers."
He grins at this and tells you, "You hit the nail on the head, love."
Grinning and feeling even more coy, you set the costume down and tell him, "The costume can wait," and with a feeling of being really amorous, you move closer to him and with a slick flick of your tongue, you lean forward and lick his nose.
Silently yipping in delight, he takes you and before long you find yourself in his bed, clothes scattered about the room, the box containing the costume sitting by the front door, temporarily forgotten.
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Gently Renard cupped one of your erect teats and with his thumb he began massage the erect nipple with a gentle paw-like hand. Grinning at him, you look down at his erect member, covered in a condom. Looking back at his face, you grow, "That feels good. Do we have to stop? Can't we continue and just stay as we are?"
Renard's hand moves down and gently he cups your vulva and then as he begins to massage your clitoris, he tells you, "Not right now, though I would love it and I know you would to. Right now you need to get upstairs and get dressed for the party or we are both going to be late and that would be a bad thing."
Grinning coyly, you tell him what your costume is and then as an afterthought you add, "Though I think I might mix the costume. Sort of like a Red Riding Hood Fox-Girl and skip wearing the second skin."
Renard grins at this and he gently and slowly stops massaging. Licking the tip of your nose, he tells you, "I think it would be an interesting idea. So, whatever you decide, I will know what to expect and look for."
Sitting up, you lean over and return his kiss. Telling him, "Then I'll see you at the party," you reach down and collect your clothes.
Fifteen minutes later, dressed and box collected, you step back onto the lift and take it one floor up. Reaching into your purse, you pull out your apartment key and inserting it into the lock, you step into your apartment to find your roommate waiting.
As you set the box down by the door and hang your purse up, Jack places his hands on his hips and in a rather haughty tone, tells you, “You’re are late and now I fear we might be late.”
Looking at him, you tell him, “Don’t be such a worry-wart Jack. It will only take me a few minutes to get ready. Now, why don’t you go and finish getting dressed and after I’ve had a quick shower and I have put on my costume, I will meet you back here. Okay?”
Jack nods at this, a look of uncertainty crossing his face and for a moment you think this might be because he felt like he was losing a friend. Shrugging, you pick up the box, think to yourself, “I will sort it out all later. Right now I have to get dressed and go to this party with Renard and Jack…though I still might skip wearing the second skin. I like looking like a Fox and don’t really want to look human.”
With this thought and more chasing through your head, you take the box with your costume to your room and begin to get ready for the party, unaware that more things in your life have changed and are still changing.