"...As for your dare, every time you see a guy, you'll instantly begin to yip at them and become quite horny until you can relieve yourself. Now, goodbye." Kyle said, grinning on the other line and hanging up before she could retort.
"Oh great..The little bastard has made me even later than I already am..." Jennifer groaned, looking up at the clock and realizing the bus would be coming any moment. The shivering up her spine hadn't stopped and began to tug at the base of her tail bone.
Running back upstairs, she looked around for a shirt along with underwear that she could throw on quickly. As she bent down, a lifting sensation came from her skirt. Jenn looked behind and saw that there was a fluffy reddish fox tail, tipped with white coming from her spine.
"This can't be real!" She cried, pulling at it. "That game is just a stupid wives' tale!"
The fur from the tail slowly began to crawl up her body and finally left her coated in red and black booted legs/arms.
"No! No! No!!!" Kicking her legs on the ground in protest. Her ears shift toward the top of her head, becoming pointed and fur covered in the process. The once long and glossy hair she had been so proud of was lost under the fur and left her looking bald for a moment until the fur covered that as well.
Her face began to hurt as it pressed forward, nose becoming wet and black, eyes yellowish-gold, and a chiseled muzzle appeared. The breasts on her body shrank a bit, becoming more like a well developed chest instead. Jenn's feet turned to look like paws as she sat down on her bed, overwhelmed by the changes.
One final thing hit her. Kyle had said "Foxy Stud," not "Foxy Vixen." Slowly she lifted up the cheer-leading skirt she had on, catching the view right away since she'd yet to put on panties.
There hung a well formed fox sheath and large sac...