Synopsis: Imagine you've spent the last year of your life in a super-remote location, and now you're back in civilization. But... what are these 'Venn Machines' you keep hearing about? 

TF-Types: 
Man to female multifurry anthro vixen 


This is just a short intermezzo... I got the idea when I was musing about what I'd turn myself into for the first time if I'd suddenly be confronted with working transformation technology. 
I hope you enjoy! (: 


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