Noah hasn't been a fox girl very long, but she's trying her best! Suddenly turning female, getting put into cute dresses, and dealing with one's changing sexuality can be a tough pill to swallow.

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Story Text:


“Did it hurt?”  John asked, raising an eyebrow.

Noah clasped a hand over her wrist and shook her head, her cheeks faintly red with embarrassment.  “N— No...  I thought it might, but the doctors were right.  Therian Syndrome doesn’t hurt; it just feels really weird.”

John eyed his best friend’s pale pink fox tail gently swaying back and forth, and the expressive set of ears atop her head.  Seeing his once male friend as an adorable, sexy vixen was quite strange.  “If it means anything, you look incredible.”

Noah pushed her fingers together, blushing more deeply as she glanced toward her friend.  “This...  This isn’t too weird for you?”  She asked sheepishly.  “I was scared you’d start looking for a new roommate.”

“No way I’m letting my eyes off you for a second; someone has to fight men off of you and keep you safe,” John said innocently.

Noah fidgeted as she tried to ignore the strange sensations coursing through her feminine frame.  It had been surreal learning she’d have to leave manhood behind.  She recalled every vivid detail of her body shrinking, softening, and feminizing.  Waking up every day to see how much her breasts had grown, and how much her cock had withered, had been a traumatizing experience.  However, once the transformation started to finalize, her outlook started to change.  The formation of her vulva and the disappearance of her masculine traits brought her relief; she was no longer stuck in a strange in-between state, but had become a woman inside and out.  Sure, learning to wear bras and exploring the intricacies of her freshly formed pussy had been mildly disturbing, but she quickly discovered the positives.

“You know what,” Noah finally replied.  “I’ll let you.  I don’t think I could deal with any of that, so I appreciate the help,” she smiled softly, a slight tingle emanating from her loins.  Over the last few days, she had started to wonder if it wasn’t worth fighting the subtle shifts in her sexuality.  Like her psychiatrist said, why fight such instincts and desires and prevent herself from being happy for arbitrary reasons?

“Good,” John grinned.  “If you keep wearing cute sundresses like that, tons of men will be all over you.”

Noah huffed and averted her eyes.  “M— My sister forced me to wear it!  She acts like I’m a cute dress-up doll now.”

“Can you blame her?  You’re the cutest dress-up doll I’ve ever seen,” John insisted, taking a few steps toward his friend.

Noah’s heart fluttered, her ears twitching before dropping low along with her tail.  “Don’t say things like that!”  She protested, flailing about adorably.

“So...  Let me take you on a date,” John said suddenly, gently sliding a hand over the fox girl’s and giving a gentle squeeze.

Noah’s heart nearly stopped as she looked up at her best friend with a mix of desire, awe, and confusion.  “W— Wait, what?”  She squeaked, her tail swishing frantically.  It was impossible to hide how excited the prospect of a date made her.