By the time Vicky got home it was already getting late. Stepping from her lovely little bug, she retrieved the box from the passenger seat and started towards where she remembered her apartment to be and stopped at the door. Why was she standing at this strange building? She lived just down the way. Hefting the box up a little bit, the vixen padded her way back down the steps, wondering why she'd gone up them to begin with. As she went, she hardly noticed her clothes starting to feel larger and less comfortable...but she did notice the box she was carrying felt heavier.
"Dumb thing" she placed it down, sitting on the cool grass beneath a shaded tree. Then she noticed her clothes. "Eww, why am I wearing these adult things?" Smiling, the eighteen year old glanced around. It was a relatively secluded spot in the park, and there was a narrow groove of rocks she could duck into. Leaving the box behind, she padded over and crawled inside the narrow space. "Gosh its more cramped in here than I realized." She thought aloud. "But at least here I can get out of these things."
Grinning, the seventeen year old wiggled out of her shirt and pulled off her shoes and socks, wiggling her black padded toes as she did so. "Gosh that already feels better." she thought.