"Huh. I was expecting those rumors about a humanoid fox to be false. You specialize in transformation stuff, right? I need some help."
“Oh really? What kinda stuff you looking for? Not saying I can’t do it, I totally can.” She bragged, hanging upside down from a tree. Her head twisted around so it was right-side up, completely ignoring biological expectations, despite her already unusual anthropomorphic body.
“Your wish is my command.”
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Hazel’s tongue stood out erect and began to release a steady stream of saliva directly into the fox’s throat. She stood on her strange, new feet, waves of feeling coursing through her mouth. Her lower penis began to stand up as well, mimicking what was happening to her tongue.
On Mason’s part, he couldn’t really do much except grow wetter and softer, if that was even possible.
“I’m glad my new pets are enjoying themselves.” She giggled as she pleasured her new pets until morning.
Once the sun broke, Hazel left to find some water. She’d drained quite a few of her fluids that night. She picked up Mason as well - Although she no longer had fingers, she could still hold him under her arm. They both drank from a stream, replenishing themselves. “I guess this is our life now.” she sighed, her tongue releasing one final burst of saliva.









