You don't regret undergoing an experimental procedure to become a fox girl for a second. The benefits seem to outweigh the negatives and it's much easier to be a star when you're cute! (MTF fox idol girl)


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Story Text:


You stare into the mirror, trembling as you admire the fox girl staring back at you.  She has a perfect shape, pale skin, and adorable idol outfit with a frilly skirt and a lolita style.

"I-- I'm so cute..."  You mutter in disbelief, touching your hip and abdomen, shivering from your new body's sensitivity.

The transformation hadn't been painful; if anything, you found it enjoyable.  Having always enjoyed singing and performing, the choice to undergo an experimental procedure to become a cute animal girl was a no-brainer.  Sure there had been some risks, but everything worked out just fine.

You recall feeling your bones contract while your hips widened and a warm, tingly sensation enveloped your expanding chest.  You marveled as your body hair fell away, your voice heightening in pitch as your belabored cries and moans took on a girlish quality.  Were you anxious?  Of course, you had been; suddenly deciding to live your life as a woman came with a lot of uncertainty, but you saw the potential benefits as invaluable.  Wearing cute clothes, making cute female friends, being as vulnerable or strong as you wanted without anyone batting an eye, having others court you while you enjoy the ride.  All of these possibilities made your heart flutter.

The most intriguing part was the transformation of your genitals.  The sensation of your testes ascending while your cock receded and your increasingly-taut scrotum split into the feminine folds of what would soon be your vulva.  After your fluffy tail and ears are formed, you spend hours exploring your new anatomy, left in a state of profound giddiness after realizing the experimental procedure worked like a charm.  How could you ever go back to being male after experiencing your first earth-shattering orgasm as a woman?

In the present, your tail swishes and you grin, watching the adorable vixen in the mirror mimic your motions.  "It's time to be a star," you state slyly as you head out of your dressing room and onto the stage from the back.  As thunderous cheers fill the air, you can't help but feel you've made all the right choices.