Falling to your knees, listening to the barks and howls off in the distance, you cough as a strange sensation ripples through your throat and up into your face, centering itself around your nose and mouth.
Tongue suddenly lolling out, you start to pant even heavier as the knot in your stomach builds until it can be felt throughout your chest, abdomen and groin. A whimper escapes your mouth and suddenly you realise that you are very thirsty.
Crawling across the ground, your back, shoulders, hips and waist feeling like someone is digging into them with shards of glass, you plunge your face into the stream, lapping up the cool water.
As you do so, a burning sensation in your ears begins. As this happens, your teeth first start to fall out and then are gradually replaced by something more appropriate for an animal. Pulling your head away from the stream, you yip aloud as you hear the howls and barks, but realise that they are receding.
A pain in your face draws your attention back to the here and now. And as your nose and mouth merge together, your ears slowly creep their way up the side of your head, finally coming to a stop on top of your head. But you are too distracted to really notice this, for when you look down, you receive a shock as you watch your hands undergo a transformation of their own.
In front of you, your hands and part of your arms darken till they are black in collar, and then fur starts to sprout. As this happens, your fingers melt and merge until you have three toes, while the palm of your hand develops a soft, velvety pad.
From your tailbone to your neck, a stabbing of pain causes you to once again yip and pulling away from the stream, you fall onto your side, wanting to do nothing but curl up into a protective ball.
Lying next to the stream, listening to the sounds of the night, realising that your hearing and smell is getting better, but your sight appears to be fading just a bit, you want to get up and find a way to stop the transformation.
A clattering noise distracts you and looking toward the noise, you realise that something that looks like some sort of tracking device has pushed itself out of your body. Tongue lolling out, panting somewhat, you stare at the device and then after a moment, you shift your front legs, finding now you can no longer use them like arms, and push the device into the stream.
Struggling up, you watch as the tracking device floats away down the stream and suddenly you think, "Crap! There goes my way out of this mess," and take off after it, unaware that you are running on all fours and a long bushy red tail with a red tip is forming from your tailbone.
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Hours later, you lay down in exhaustion, tongue lolling out, panting heavily. After bit, you stroll over to the stream to get another drink and fully come to terms with your transformation.
Peering into the water, you gently lap up the stream water, thinking it tastes really fresh. Afterward, you take in the red fox reflected back, thankful that you can at least still see colours. After a moment, you crane your head around, looking at the rest of your body.
As you do so, something slowly begins to dawn on you. Telling yourself, "No...It wouldn't go that far...Would it?"
And then lying down next to the stream, you begin to nuzzle yourself, gently pressing your snout into your fur coat. And then you yip in alarm as you find six little growths across your chest. Worried, you continue to investigate lower, not understanding anything about teats.
And then, to your horror, you finally examine your privates and discover just how much you have transformed. Jerking your snout back, you cast a wary eye down to what you can clearly make out as a flat area lacking a real description that can't really be seen until you stick your snout down there.
Looking at the stream, wanting to cry, you leap to your feet and pacing about in a nervous manner, thinking, "I need to find that tracking device," you tear off downstream, desperate to find the device and end the world you suddenly found yourself in...One that not only means you are a fox, but one that also means that you are clearly a vixen.
Some miles off, deep in the forest, the sounds of barking, yipping and howling starts once again.