A rugged, bearded man sat alone at the bar, drinking a whiskey. While there were others around, he wasn’t friends with any of them, nor did he know most of their names. His name was Kevin, and he was a loner. He’d always been a loner, and though he tried to break out of it, it rarely worked out. The only people he really conversed with were his boss at work and the bartender at this bar, who he’d often complain to, plus the odd woman he would date. Speaking of the bartender…

“’ey, Kevin.” The bartender looked at him, while he shook up a martini. “You’re bein’ awfully quiet. Somethin’ bad happen?”

“Huh? No, not at all, Marv.” Kevin sighed, continuing to drink. “Just quiet, as usual. Haven’t had any luck with the women lately, not that I ever had any to begin with.”

“Lookin’ for a woman? Never thought you were the type t’ date.”

“I’ve been trying it. Never had a second date with any of them.” Kevin finished his shot of whiskey and slammed it on the table. One of the few times he could open up to people was when he got drunk, so nightly trips to the bar were a regular part of his routine. “I’ll be honest, Marv, I’m thinking about what’ll happen if I just… leave town, never come back. No one’s gonna miss me, right?”

“Well, I can’t say for sure that no one will miss you,” Marv said while serving drinks to a pair of college seniors. “I know I’d miss having you around to talk to, but it’s up to you.”

“Well, thanks for being concerned.” Kevin raised his hand slightly. “I think that’ll be my last shot for the night, thank you.” He then slid Marv a twenty-dollar bill. “Hope this’ll cover all of it.”

“It’s not a problem, Kevin. Just remember, if ya do choose t’ leave, know that if ya ever come back, yer first night is on me.” Marv gave the poor guy a thumbs up. “Token ‘a gratitude, from a bartender to a customer.”

“Thanks, Marv.” Kevin stood up and stretched. “Well, I’m gonna head out…”

“You sure about that? News reports are saying there’s some weird shit goin’ on in the sky. Odd, multi-colored lights and whirring noises south of here, headed in our direction. It’s got me anxious, if I’ll be honest.”

“Oh, Marv…” Kevin sighed again. “Don’t tell me you buy into that superstitious crap.” He shook his head and shrugged. “It’s probably just the military testing, you know how they are with their weird, UFO-like weapons and aircraft. Even then, if they pass ahead, I’ll have made it home already.”

“’f you say so.” Marv served an older man a beer and grabbed Kevin’s money. “Please, take care out there.”

“Thanks, Marv, I will.” 

Kevin left the bar and proceeded to make his way home. It was late at night, dark enough that he needed to pull out a flashlight to see. There weren’t a lot of cars on the road, but regardless, he wanted to be careful, especially since he was a bit tipsy from his drinking. He stumbled along, occasionally staggering and shuffling, yet he kept going. He didn’t have any other options.

Looking around with his flashlight, Kevin noticed something out of the corner of his eye. Walking over, he noticed an odd object lying on the ground. It looked… metallic? On further inspection, it actually looked like some kind of button, silver in color. He figured he could apply some pressure to it, and something would happen. Refusing to be cautious, he went ahead and pressed it.

Kevin yelled in pain when he felt something sharp prick his finger, the same one he used to push the button. What the hell, how did that happen? Looking close at the object, he didn’t see any needles sticking out of it, or anything sharp, for that matter. If that was so, how did he manage to hurt himself? Frustrated, he threw it on the ground, just now wondering what the Hell that thing was or why it was there.

He didn’t have much longer to think about it, however. He noticed everything suddenly get brighter. It was as if a light were shining on him. Looking up, Kevin could confirm that there was… some odd-looking lights above him. Despite his poor hearing, he also heard a faint humming noise. The man found it difficult not to stare at this display, this… odd display. He found himself enamored enough that he started crying.

“This… this is those lights Marv was talking about. They’re… beautiful…”

Kevin’s vision slowly faded. His eyes were focused on those lights, which got blurrier and blurrier as he looked. He began to slowly lose consciousness, like he was falling asleep. What could have happened, Kevin thought, to provoke this to happen? Was it something in the drink that was doing this to him? It wouldn’t be the first time he passed out from drinking too much, but he only had a few shots. Did someone spike them? Unlikely, Marv was the only person who even handled them. At a loss for answers, Kevin just let himself fall unconscious, hoping that he would be okay.

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When Kevin woke up, he felt cold. Whatever he was laying on, it felt hard and sterile, certainly uncomfortable. As his vision slowly came to him, he looked around wherever he was stuck in. It felt as cold as his “bed,” with grays and whites lining the ceiling and the walls having a distinctly cybernetic appearance. In fact, this place screamed science fiction, almost like he’d somehow ended up on the Starship Enterprise. How was this possible, to be stuck on what appeared to be a spaceship?

More shocking to him was when he looked down at himself. The poor man discovered he was entirely nude, and another look revealed that his clothes were on the floor. He would get off the table to get them, only to come to the realization that his arms and legs were cuffed to the thing he was laying on, and so he couldn’t get off it.

He remembered hearing stories about this. Folks at the bar would tell old stories about people who were abducted by aliens. Some never came back, others came back with odd stories about anal probes and dissected cows. Was this what was happening to him? Was Kevin just going to go down as a man who was abducted and probed? He needed answers, and he needed them sooner than later.

“H-hello!? Anyone there!?”

At first, nothing. Was he truly alone, or was he just being ignored? It wasn’t long, however, before he heard a voice. It was a distinctly feminine voice, not particularly familiar. It seemed rough, maybe a bit growly, yet also with a hint of sultriness.

“Ah, finally, it’s woken up. I was growing bored.”

Kevin spotted a doorway, one with a glass-like window. He saw a silhouette on the other side of it, and the shape led to some confusion. It looked… animal-like. At first, he couldn’t pinpoint what animal it looked like, but after thinking, it began to resemble something canid. Soon enough, he got his answer.

The figure opened the door, revealing its true nature. It was a clearly female, anthropomorphic fox. Most of her fur was orange, with black fur around her hands and paw-like feet, and white fur on the front of her torso, the lower half of her face, and the tip of a long, fluffy fox tail. Her sharp eyes, her pointed ears and her digitigrade legs helped to create the image of a fox. And, of course, she was, much like him, entirely lacking in clothing, though unlike him, she possessed a large set of breasts and an exposed pussy between her legs.

“What are you…? Are you one of those fursuiters?” Kevin was just trying to make sense of things, since none of what he was seeing made any sort of logical sense in his mind. He remembered reading about people who dressed as anthropomorphic animals and went to conventions. He wondered if this was one of them, but upon closer inspection, this fox woman looked far too real.

“Hmm? Fursuiter? No, I’m the real deal.” The fox woman walked closer to Kevin and spun around, giving him a look at her ass. “My name is Brush. I come from another galaxy far away, a member of the Vi’Xen.”

“The… Vi’Xen? Like… vixen? Female foxes? And the name, Brush… kinda like a paintbrush? Your tail… kinda looks like one… heh.”

“You catch on quickly.” Brush grabbed a chair from a corner and sat down. “Truth be told, the foxes on your Earth are descended from our more… primitive ancestors. The Vi’Xen developed into something of a… hybrid, between your Earth’s foxes and you humans. The anthropomorphic bodies, the more… feminine assets. We have it all.” She shifted her 

“Oh, what a shame, you don’t have any of our best attributes.” Brush continued talking, sighing a bit. “No breasts, no hips, your only fur is on your head… it’s disappointing.” Brush grabbed her breast and fondled it. She smirked at the abducted human in front of her, then put a clawed hand on his chest. “Surely, you’re jealous of my vastly superior physique?”

“I’m perfectly fine with my body, thank you very much.” Kevin rolled his eyes at Brush, who seemed to be trying to seduce him. As much as he found her surprisingly attractive, he didn’t want to admit that. What would that make him, a pervert?

“Ahahaha…” Brush laughed, her tail swishing. “It’s not a matter of opinion that my body is superior, it’s a matter of fact. Though, I will admit…” She eyed Kevin’s penis, still flaccid. “I must respect your penis. That, actually, is why I brought you here.”

“…you wanted to have sex with me?”

“Perhaps. Though, before we may do that, I must explain why I… abducted you. It’s quite simple really.” Brush stroked her tail as if it were a cat sitting on her lap. “My race, the Vi’Xen, have been struggling lately with the number of… biological males being born. You see, we of the Vi’Xen mostly look the same, aside from color. Both males and females are equal in anatomical structures aside from what lies below.”

Kevin was listening, finding himself oddly intrigued by Brush’s story. An otherworldly civilization of busty fox ladies, only differentiated by fur color and genitalia… it sounded like a cheesy porno, but it was all too real, and he was being confronted with it. Besides, it wasn’t like he had much of a choice other than to watch, considering his predicament.

“Unfortunately,” Brush continued, “recent births have been overwhelmingly female, believed to be a result of recent genetic mutations. Many of us have been sent out to find a solution to our problem. If we do not, the consequences for our race could be… deadly.” She held a hand to her face, looking a bit anxious. “That… is where you come in.”

“…so, let me get this straight.” Kevin paused. “You strapped me to a table… to get more males for your race? How are you planning on doing that?”

“Quite simple. When you pressed that button, a microscopic needle injected you with Vi’Xen DNA. Once I was alerted of the injection, I picked you up immediately. The DNA should get to working and turning you into a male of our species. I was hoping the effects would start sooner, but alas...”

“What effects?”

“Oh…” Brush looked Kevin over, eying up his member. Her attention was then brought to his chest, and a slight smile creeped its way onto her face. “I believe they’re coming in right now.”

Indeed, those first changes were coming, as when Kevin looked at his chest, he noticed that his chest hairs were all turning from a dark brown to a bright white, just like the chest of the Vi’Xen next to him. Those hairs then seemed to multiply, hundreds of tiny hairs growing, while his chest seemed to… expand in size? Sure enough, his chest seemed to be developing breasts, just ones with white hair growing out of them.

The hair soon spread across his body. He could feel a tingling sensation as more hair grew over his body. As it grew, it began to take on a consistency more like fur… fox fur, in fact. White, fluffy fox fur. Though, it would not all be white, as once it reached the sides of his body, fur of an orange hue would grow instead. In fact, this was also the exact same shade of orange that Brush had.

“W-what… it’s the same colors… as you?”

“Hmph… well, about that…” Brush scratched the back of her head, giving an awkward smile. “I… might have used some of my own DNA for this, so chances are you will look… like a male version of me. It won’t matter much, do not worry.”

“Errgh… it’s Kevin.”

“Kevin? That name won’t work on my planet… we will have to think of something else. In the meantime, I will watch.” Brush sat back and watched as Kevin’s transformation continued, seeming to enjoy every minute of it, as indicated by one of her hands creeping its way toward her pussy. “Once you’re done, and if all goes well, we’ll have exactly what we need to restore balance to the Vi’Xen. Oh, what a great day…”

As the fur continued to spread around his body, he noticed his newly-formed breasts growing larger. Kevin found himself growing aroused at the sight, seeming to be proven by his nipples getting hard. Indeed, something else was getting hard, as when he looked down, he noticed an erection growing on his crotch.

“How am I enjoying this… how…”

Kevin felt a sharp pain as the fur crept its way up his neck. His face began to hurt for no discernable reason, enough to make him groan, then yell. He watched as it seemed to jut out, extending forward as it formed a vulpine muzzle. His teeth pushed forward to fit the extra space his new muzzle made, sharpening as they did. His ears moved to the top of his head as well, changing shape, becoming pointed. Fur continued to spread, white near his mouth, black on the tips of his ears, and orange everywhere else.

Suddenly, Kevin noticed that the restraints around his arms were released. He was finally allowed to sit up, although he was still not able to get off the table since his legs were still restrained. He looked over to see Brush, who had just pressed a button on a control panel.

“You’ll thank me soon enough,” she said in a hushed tone, smiling a bit, though this one seemed less… smirky. It felt more genuine, for whatever reason, though Kevin could not figure out why.

He soon figured out what she meant, though, when he felt his spine elongating. He seemed to be growing taller, limbs and torso growing slightly longer, though that wasn’t all. Kevin looked behind him to see an oddly-shaped structure jut out from above his posterior, probably around his coccyx. That extension grew further, and the fur around it started to grow on it. The fur got thicker, and thicker, until it was more recognizable as a fluffy fox tail, white tipped on an orange body.

“How… how fluffy does this get?”

“Well, why don’t you give it a touch yourself, to find out?”

Kevin gave the thing a stroke. It was the softest thing he had ever felt, bar none. While he continued to stroke it, he saw that fur rode up his arms, going from orange to black as it got closer to his hands. His legs did the same thing, becoming orange and black. Their shape also seemed to change, becoming more digitigrade and ending in paws, perfect for moving around quickly if she needed to…

Wait. Did Kevin just think the word “she?” Eyes wide, Kevin looked at Brush, while fur continued to spread, and breasts continued to grow ever-so-slowly. They were still going to be a male, right?

“A-are feminine pronouns normal among… among males?”

“Hmm? There’s only one set of pronouns in my society… oh!” Brush’s attention was drawn to the crotch area. “Finally, what I was looking forward to the most is finally happening!” 

“W-what?” Looking at his dick, Kevin’s mind began to cloud. He… or rather, she… watched as her dick changed in color. At once pink, it slowly shifted to a deep red. His erect cock also changed shape, although Kevin’s mind was in enough of a haze that he couldn’t make it out quite right. Its shape didn’t seem to resemble anything human, with a tipped end and a larger base. A sheath, which the cock could retreat to when flaccid, would form around it, leaving a full, canine package.

“There’s the knot I was looking for…” Brush stood up and walked over to “Kevin,” stepping with confidence. She gave a sly smile, and a knowing wink. “Oh, we’re going to have so much fun~.”

“Kevin” couldn’t help but watch as the Vi’Xen in front of her climbed up onto the table. Brush was sultrier than ever, getting on all fours and crawling toward the now lying-down captive. She stroked her face. “Kevin” continued to change underneath Brush’s body, curves growing more feminine, hips widening, thighs thickening. Her entire body was now covered in fur, except for the obvious features, like that cock… that glorious, glistening red cock, already starting to leak precum.

“You’re almost perfect. Now, how about a bit of… stress relief, hmmm?” Brush sat up and lowered herself onto her fellow Vi’Xen’s erect shaft, slowly but surely. The sensation sent a rush of lust, one that “Kevin” could physically feel. She shivered, back arched, cock throbbing and tail swaying, in a sudden bout of pleasure.

“Please, just make me cum!” “Kevin’s” voice was now a lot more feminine, possibly higher-pitched than Brush’s. She couldn’t figure out how or why she said that, but when she thought about it… that was how she really felt. She needed to release, she needed to fuck. Here was the perfect candidate… maybe the only candidate, and she couldn’t see any signs of heat, but who needed more with her right here?

Brush went up and down, dominating her mirror image. The cock was hers for the taking, to do whatever with it, and what she wanted was to get fucked. She wasn’t on her heat cycle, but who said she couldn’t enjoy herself anyway? Besides, the brand new Vi’Xen needed an introduction course to the culture, and this was as good of one as any.

The female on top continued to ascend and descend at a good rhythm, leaving the male on bottom quaking. The Vi’Xen once known as Kevin stroked her breasts, teasing and playing with her nipples while her dick was busy pleasing her mate. She no longer identified with her old, ugly, human body. She was a fox lady with big breasts and a big cock, a perfect example of a male Vi’Xen. She felt like she finally belonged with someone: Brush, her perfect match. Her mate.

“B-Brush, I think I’m gonna…”

“Please, do!”

Brush’s near-identical partner’s final transformations finished as she came with an urgent force, swamping both their minds in bliss. The knot inserted itself into Brush’s pussy, leaving her stuck to take all of her double’s cum. Due to not being in heat, this wouldn’t knock Brush up, but it still felt great to finally feel the warm embrace of a partner’s shaft inside her needy pussy.  Even better, her double looked almost exactly like her… perhaps her breasts were slightly smaller, but that shaft was more than enough to make up for it.

“Hah… hah…” Brush’s breathing was heavy. “You’re a natural… you’re perfect. My experiment was a perfect success! In order to supplement our supply of males, we can… simply abduct them from other planets until things sort themselves out…!” She breathed a sigh of relief. “Now… I will be show you around the planet and explain the workings of our society once we are unstuck, but first, you need a name… one that will fit perfectly into our society, yet fit you as an individual…”

“Ahh…” The new Vi’Xen continued feeling herself up. Her fur was so soft, she needed to keep stroking… wait… stroking? “How about… Stroke?”

“Stroke? Ah…” Brush smiled. “Like brushstroke. You are a genius, Stroke.” She leant forward and kissed the newly-dubbed Vi’Xen below her. Stroke reciprocated, hugging her mate while her knot remained stuck inside of Brush. They would be alone for a good while, so why not enjoy each other’s company? They could probably get a second round in by the time it took to get to their planet, anyhow.

“And as are you, my mate…”