*Spreading all nine of your tails, you feel the immense power build within your small furred body, concentrating all of your energy toward the larger kitsune looming over you, having only a moment to see the shock in his eyes, surprised you were able to grasp your powers so quickly*
The kitsune has time for one hateful glare as he yelps and writhes on the floor, his body growing larger, tails merging into his backside as he begins to lose all his hair, leaving behind a soft, smooth vanilla skin, much like yours was. You watch in amazement as your spell slowly changes him into a human boy, grinning as he wiggles and pushes his black furred paws out, watching as his digits grow longer, claws smaller, and pads vanishing, leaving him with hands and feet, altering his position to that of a bipedal stance.
You can hear the angry person drawing near that had chased you earlier and snicker as the final changes take over the former kitsune, his muzzle drawing back in, his pointed ears lowering down, become smaller and more round, looking at you angrilly now. "You'll pay for that human!" However it appears you did more than just alter his form, you must have somehow blocked his powers, although for how long you cannot say.
The former kitsune begins to advance on you, causing you to bounce back a few steps, trotting away on unsteady paws, still not used to this form, when suddenly a side door opens and the man who chased you, in a uniform and followed by several buff friends apprehend.. you! You can't help but bark a laugh at the former kitsune who kicks and flails at the guards now, "grr, let me go humans or you'll be sorry!" *before he can speak any more however a guard puts a meaty paw of a hand around his mouth, preventing him from speaking, dragging him away, "someone's been very bad" the guard replies, smirking, then looking over at you, "sorry to disturb your nap little one, now get some rest, you wont be woken up again by this little pest" he says as he drags the angry child away. The kitsune has time for one last glare as he's dragged off.. if looks could kill you think, sheesh..
Finally the door slams shut with a metallic, echoing thud, and the turning of a latch somewhere locking you into your new cage. You perk an ear, managing to over hear one guard as they depart though, "wasn't that fox older last time we fed him..?" "it's just your imagination Ron, now let's take this little troublemaker to the front lobby and start making some phone calls, i'm sure his mother is worried sick about him by now."
*with that you yawn and look around at your new enclosure*
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