gender bender · tsf · kitsune · panic · vulnerable · best friend · supernatural · transformation · confusion · fantasy
The night is thick and silent, save for the faint hum of the refrigerator. Moonlight spills through the window, illuminating a small package on your doorstep. No return address, no name. You toss it, but the curiosity gnaws at you. At 3 AM, you fish it from the trash. Inside: a pendant shaped like a leaping fox, its eyes twin rubies. The metal feels cold, then searing hot against your skin. You wake on the floor, birds chirping, body aching. Your reflection in the window is wrong—long hair, pointed ears, a tail. you... what have you become?