(Caption) Fox Wounds

It had been a few hours since he had entered the forest, the trees around him were so tall that it was difficult for sunlight to spill through the branches and leaves. He had originally come here to hunt, targeting a fox. But the fox was more cunning than he expected, and eventually, he was scratched in the leg by it. The wound wasn't deep, but the blood quickly stained his trousers, and he felt dizzy, so he could only stop and lean against a tree to rest. In any case, he was gradually overwhelmed by sleepiness and eventually passed out.

In his dreams, he felt a sharp burning sensation coming from the wound, like something was twisting his body from the inside. He desperately wanted to wake up, but he couldn't control it. Gradually, his limbs changed, his muscles and bones becoming different. He could only bear the pain quietly.

When he woke up again, it was completely dark. In a daze, he realised that his body had changed. Reaching out to touch his face, the sensation became more delicate. Touching hair, fox ears grew on his head.

He stood up in a panic and realised that his body had become lighter, surprisingly, he was still not used to this new form. He looked down at the ill-fitting clothes he was wearing, so he subconsciously took them off, instantly feeling relaxed. Suddenly, a familiar aroma caught his attention, and he subconsciously walked in the direction of the odour.

Shortly after, he came to a hut where several fox girls looked at him, surprised and gentle. They quickly greeted him and prepared new clothes for him, a blue dress with a moon and star pattern on it, the soft fabric comforting him. After putting on the clothes, he felt more in tune with this new body. Looking down and seeing his feet, he noticed that he was wearing a pair of small black shoes with bows tied on the top. He tried a few steps and felt incredibly smooth. Gradually, he began to accept it all, realising that this body, was already a part of her.