《A magical fox Stole my body and gave me its》chapter 5
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I carefully walked forward towards the small tree and its fruit of which light was very tempting. I half expected to be stopped again, but the force pushing back had Vanished.
I said, and jumped at the fruit snatching it out of the tree with no effort and hungrily devoured it like I hadn’t eaten in a week, the fruit had no taste but as I chomped on the fruit I felt a surge of energy through my body.
I feel my hunger being satiated and the fruit tasted unbelievably good even though it had no specific taste or texture, it seemed to turn into nothing every time I bit into it.
As I ate I could notice changes in my body, I was starting to rapidly grow and when I finished the fruit I looked at myself.
I had grown up to the size of a 14 years old human, I still had pretty much the body of a fox, but I was completely anthropomorphic now, and I finally had hands with thumbs! Thankfully I was also obviously male, which prompted a problem.
I said in shame.
Dento laughed at me and then answered: and started leaving the room.
I stumbled after him almost tripping and falling several times not used to walking on two legs anymore, even though I’ve spent most of my life walking on two legs, after reaching a wall though I just leaned on it while I felt like a toddler just learning to walk again, or a coma patient waking up after months of being in a bed.
Dento led me to a fairly undamaged room, there was stuff everywhere, clothes, books, broken pots, and furniture, but the room hadn’t been scorched, though there were holes in the walls.
I found a nice cape that covered my whole body, it was barely fitting though, being way too big and unwieldy to wear.
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I say annoyed.
Dento snarked.
I say ignoring the snark and digging into the clothes scattered about, the quality of the clothes was very good, every piece of clothing was of various silks and materials that felt good to the touch and didn’t bother my fur at all, but everything was so womanly.
In the end, I had to tear a few pieces of clothing to fit me, making them lose any resemblance of what they were before and now they fit me awkwardly, but at least my private parts were covered. I kept most of my body without clothes, only wearing what could be described as an “expensive loincloth”, I looked like a savage furred child, but at least a savage without his bits hanging out.
Now that I was “clothed” I spent time looking at the rest of the room, even though I didn’t seem to be affected by the need for sleep this bedroom has a bed, big enough for an adult, there is also a double window with its glass shattered letting in light from outside, the light was already starting to become yellow signaling that it was late afternoon.
I felt like relaxing on the bed a little, I had finally regained some form that I felt comfortable working with and I felt somewhat safe in the shrine.
Thinking back at it he didn’t like the fact that the whole place was very uncanny like it looked like a shrine from the outside, but the building layout was all wrong and had nothing solemn or mistic about it, it looked more like a run-down fort that looked like a shrine on the outside right now, but perhaps it was because he didn’t know anything about where he was and what shrines looked like in a world with magical creatures.
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I sighed thinking that I would need to clean up the place at some point if I wanted to turn this place into a living place again. The place also needs some basic necessities, like a kitchen, as I didn’t plan to stop eating normal food just because I didn’t need to, I really want some normality.
Another thing I didn’t notice was a bath, I doubt that I am immune to getting dirty, so finding water will be another priority, and of course, getting some kid-sized male clothes so I can stop looking like a savage.
As I was laying on my back on the soft mattress I asked Dento: .
he says to me.
I quickly answer .
he says but I stop him and say:
Dento says calmly:
I say instantly panicking.
Dento said barely holding laughter, clearly enjoying the distressed look on my face.
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