The Jogging Club

By Silver Sheep

Raymond sat down on the bench. He had chosen this spot because it offered a great view of the jogging track of a brand new jogging club. He sipped his coffee slowly. The jogging club was a little secluded it was located at the edge of town and was surrounded by parkland. Tall eucalyptus trees shielded the jogging club and offered shade to the benches scattered around the outside of the track. He had purchased his coffee from the club’s small cafe. The new jogging club was a curiosity because its members were all fox morphs. 

Morphs had been cropping up for a few years now. It was an extreme form of body modification. A human that didn't like their form could be changed into an animal person. The media was ablaze with the recent trend. Debating the ethics of changing oneself into such a creature. Raymond thought people had free will and should be able to decide for themselves. Others thought that they were nuts and wanted the practice banned. 

Raymond took a sip as he sank into his seat. He turned his gaze towards the terracotta jogging track. The foxes sure made a nice cappuccino. He looked at the takeaway cup. It had a cartoon beagle on it. The beagle was dressed in running shorts and was the mascot of the club. It brought a smile to his face that an all fox jogging club would use a beagle as their mascot. At least they didn't lose their sense of humour when becoming a fox morph. 

Raymond watched as one of the fox men came out to the track. The track itself was paved in terracotta coloured cement it ran in a large circuit. The central area was flat and covered in mowed grass. The fox morph was dressed in a black lycra bodysuit. The legs of his bodysuit only came down to his upper thighs due to the fox person’s strange canine-like legs. He also wore a green leotard. The fox man didn't wear runners his naked paws flexed and splayed open as he stretched.

His strange legs didn't seem to hamper the runner. He took off in a jog around the track. He did a lap in a respectable time. Not that Rayman knew much about jogging. The fox man had a sash on that was strapped to his chest. Attached to the sash was his water bottle. It seemed this was just a practice session and the fox man wasn't going on a full pelt run. Like he had seen some of the other club members do. 

The fox man had fur in the traditional colours of a red fox with striking red fur contrasting with white markings extending under his chin the rest hidden under his bodysuit. His arm and legs had black sock markings. Not like some of the louder colour schemes he had seen. On the sides of his muzzle were markings, triangles of black fur. His whiskers twitched as they were quite animated. As he did a number of laps of the track he began to pant. His pink tongue seemed to expand to a much larger size. A size that seemed not to fit in his mouth. It reminded Raymond of a dog panting on a hot day. He had golden eyes that had black slits much like that of a cat. 

At the top of his head were his pointed ears. The fur of the outside of his ears was black and the inside of his ears had thick white guard hairs.  His ears themselves were very flexible they swivelled this way and that. From his vantage point, Raymond could take a better look at the fox man without feeling like he was staring at him. Raymond had to admit he was curious about the men and women that would transform themselves into animal-like creatures. As far as he knew the process was permanent. Quite a commitment to fashion. 

The fox man looked to be in good shape his slim body moved around the track in a graceful manner. His slender limbs easily supporting his weight. His build wasn't overly muscled but quite lithe in fact. His bodysuit showed off his slim form. It must have been quite tight because his fur jutted out around the neckline of the bodysuit. It was the same with his hands or hand paws as they liked to call them. The black sock markings ended abruptly where his bodysuit started with a tuft of black fur. 

The fox man also had a large bushy tail. It had a white tip with the rest of the fur being Russet in colour. The bodysuit must have been made for him because it had a hole for his tail to slip through. Not something you could get in the stores. Raymond had seen the tails of these fox morph’s before. They often betrayed the emotional state of their owner more readily than their facial expressions. The morphs were interesting that much was certain. 

Raymond took another sip of his coffee as he contemplated what having an extra limb would be like. Were their tails under their control or reacted only to their emotions? He had yet to ask any of the fox people that question. He felt it was a bit rude prying into their private business. The fox man was doing another lap but at the end of his lap, he turned towards where Raymond was sitting and started jogging in his direction. 

The fox man came closer until he stopped next to the bench where Raymond was seated. The fox man was still panting as he pulled his water bottle towards him. He unclipped it from the sash then took a long swig of his water before replacing it on to his carrying sash. Now that the fox man was closer Raymond could see just how tight and revealing the fox's attire was. 

Despite himself, Raymond couldn't help but notice the outline of his genitals under the taut leotard and bodysuit. Despite being fully covered this guy was being quite revealing with his tight clothing. Raymond wasn't into guys but a fair few of these Fox morphs seemed to be. He had noticed at the cafe the odd flirting comment they directed towards one another. Perhaps that was why he dressed the way he did. Raymond was open minded so he didn't care what others did in their bedrooms. Still, it was a little confronting seeing how this guy was dressed. Such skin tight clothing wasn’t something he would ever consider wearing.

“Can I sit?” asked the fox pointing to the bench. 

“Sure.” Replied Raymond. The sudden question pulled him from his thoughts. 

“Hi, I'm Astor.” said the fox. The fox sat down next to the human.

Raymond introduced himself to Astor. It was the first time he had introduced himself to any of the fox morph’s at the jogging club.

“I’ve seen you here a number of times. I thought I should introduce myself.” said Astor.

Raymond’s eyes darted as they tracked movement. It was the fox’s bushy tail. It had weaved itself around the back support of the bench and the white fizzy tip was waving to and fro. The human turned his gaze back towards the fox man who had turned to see where the human had been looking.

“Not used to seeing fox tails?” Astor asked. His tail came around next to him on the bench.

“No, I just saw movement that’s all.” said Raymond. The truth was that he had only seen people with tails since the jogging club opened.

Astor’s muzzle curled into a grin his ears pointed forward as well. “Go on, pet it. I get asked all the time and at least you didn’t just grab it like some people do.” said Astor.

Raymond didn’t want to be awkward with the fox so he reached out with his free hand and gently stroked Astor’s tail. His hand sunk in deeply into the thick fur. As he petted it he could feel it move slightly responding to his touch.

Astor let out a giggle. “Everyone loves our tails. I have yet to see someone pass up a chance to pet it at least once.” he said.

Raymond stopped patting Astor’s tail and took a sip of his coffee in an effort to act casual and not like a kid in a petting zoo. He could tell his act wasn’t fooling Astor who’s grin had widened.

Astor was putting Raymond at ease with his bright smile. Raymond had to admit that he was buying his coffee here just to gawk at the foxes at the club. Part of him felt a bit guilty. They were still human on the inside and he wouldn’t appreciate someone gawking at him.

Raymond and Astor chatted for a bit at first it was just small talk but soon he had opened up about his curiosity around the fox morphs and their jogging club. Astor was quite charming and didn’t mind answering Raymond’s questions. He found out that Astor lived in town and that he was one of the first person that had been changed in his area. The fox dodged questions on how he was transformed into a fox man. He said he had signed legal documents that barred him from answering. Raymond didn’t want to probe too deep because he was being very kind answering his other questions already.

Soon the fox excused himself to continue his run. By now some of the other members of the jogging club had come out for a run. Some were in traditional fur colours while others were in bright blue or green one was even pink and white. They were dressed in a variety of activewear some wore just jogging shorts while others went with bodysuits like Astor. Raymond only stayed for a little while longer before making his way home.

Raymond returned to the jogging club the next weekend. It was a cooler day so a coffee was in order. He ordered his cappuccino and took up a spot on the bench again. It didn’t take long to see Astor come out for a run. On his first pass, the fox weaved to him as he passed. After doing a couple of laps the fox jogged over to Raymond’s bench. Astor took a swig from his water bottle and struck up another conversation with the human.

After a while, the topic of health and fitness came up. Raymond felt a little uncomfortable because he wasn’t in the best of shape, in fact, he was quite fat. He kind of envied how the fox morphs were in such good shape but then again they were fitness buffs who were in a jogging club. Astor had some strange charisma about him. He didn’t have that arrogant bully attitude that had turned him away from sports in his youth.

“Raymond how about you do a run with me around the track?” asked Astor.

Raymond frowned he didn’t want to look like jelly on a plate wobbling around the track. Sure he was covered by his usual attire that of a baggy t-shirt and sweatpants but he knew how he would look. 

Astor must have seen his sceptical look because he said “If you do one lap with me I’ll buy you your next cappuccino.”.

“OK just don’t expect Andrew Bolt over here.” Raymond said.

Astor grinned and the pair headed over to the starting position. “Now I’ll just run ahead and all you have to do is chase my tail.” said Astor.

The fox started a slow jog and Raymond followed behind. The fox’s mention of his tail had made Raymond think about it. Astor’s bushy tail was wagging back and forth in time to his steps. It was so bushy and soft it reminded him of when he petting it last week. It didn’t take long to do the first lap and they kept going.

Raymond had started to pant and huff not used to such exercise. He wasn’t focused on how his body felt but on Astor’s tail. The fox’s tail was swaying back and forth like a metronome it’s graceful movement was very captivating. Astor was speaking words of encouragement but Raymond couldn’t make out what he was saying. Whatever he was saying was making him feel very relaxed. It was strange to feel relaxed while running around a track. Almost as if the two concepts couldn’t go together.

Astor’s face came into focus his bright golden eyes were filled with excitement. Raymond was sitting on his bench panting and covered in a thick sheen of sweat. It was if he had been running for a while. Was he only doing one lap, wasn’t he? The fox offered him a drink of water from his bottle. It was lovely to take a gulp of the water. 

“You did so well for your first run. I had to stop you before you overdid it.” said Astor.

Raymond was panting and slowly gaining his breath. After a while, he felt better. It did feel strange that he didn’t remember the rest of the run or coming to a stop. Was he that unfit?

“Listen, Ray, we should hit the showers.” said Astor.

“But aren't they for members only?” replied Raymond.

“Members and their guests. You are my guest so it’s fine.” said Astor.

Raymond was still very sweaty so he would take Astor up on his offer.

The pair headed to the club's main building and towards the locker rooms. The locker room was tiled in beige wall tiles and white floor tiles. It had lockers and large benches made of wooden slats on metal frames bolted to the floor. There was another fox there who had just finished changing into his sportswear. He was a blue and white fox who had tiger stripes down his torso. He said hello to Astor before leaving for his own run.

The other fox had not said anything about him being here so it put Raymond’s mind at ease. Astor had taken off his water bottle sash and had placed it on one of the benches. He peeled down his leotard, a green one he was wearing before removing it completely. Raymond took off his baggy t-shirt and suddenly began to feel self-conscious. He wasn’t attractive at all.

“Ray can you help me with this?” asked Astor.

The question dragged the human from his self-doubt. “Sure.” he replied.

Astor was reaching for a zipper on his back. “Could you unzip this please?” he asked.

Raymond walked over and took hold of the zipper to the fox’s bodysuit. He unzipped the body suit down the back. As the zipper was pulled down his fur jumped out from being compressed under the bodysuit. The zipper ended at the hole for Astor’s tail. It unhooked like a coat jacket zipper. Astor had lush red fur down his back. His fur looked super soft and silky because of how it shined under the harsh lighting in the locker room.

“Thanks.” said Astor.

Raymond took off the rest of his clothes as Astor peeled himself out of his bodysuit. The pair heading into the group shower. Raymond took a spot at the far end of a row of several shower heads. Astor took a spot at the other end of the row. Raymond turned on the water and it was warm almost instantly. It felt good to wash off his sweat and not to be so grimy anymore. Soon he was clean thanks to the shower and he left to find a towel.

As the human was drying himself he heard a roar of a powerful fan that almost sounded like a jet engine. It must be a dryer of some kind it made sense for the morphs to have some machine to help dry their fur. Raymond dressed in his same clothes not having another set. He hadn't planned on doing a run.

Astor emerged from the shower block he was now dry. Raymond was surprised how comfortable the fox was with being nude. He didn’t wear a towel or make any attempt to cover his genitals. Raymond snuck a peek at Astor’s genitals out of curiosity. The fox man had a set of balls and a plump sheath. His chest was covered in white fur that extended down to his crotch. His red fur started at his flanks and covered all of his back.

Astor went over to a locker and dialled in a combination. The locker opened and the fox took out some street clothes. He wore a white polo shirt and khaki shorts with boxer shorts for underwear. Lastly, the fox retrieved a smartphone and a sports style wristwatch that he wrapped around his right wrist.

Astor turned to Raymond. “Not about that coffee I owe you. Let me just grab my wallet and we’ll grab a spot in the cafe.” He said.

Raymond nodded. He was glad the fox hadn’t noticed his gaze from earlier.

Soon they were seated in the club’s cafe sipping their coffees. Astor was intriguing, to say the least. Raymond liked how confident he was. He always wore a smile it seemed. The fox had a warm vulpine grin that seemed to put his mind at ease. They chatted about Raymond’s fitness and ways to improve it. Normally the human was discouraged by such talk but Astor flashed a warm grin that made him feel positive and confident.

Raymond came back to the club every three days to go running with Astor. Their runs always started with Raymond watching Astor’s tail. Raymond would watch the fox’s tail swish back and forth as he ran around the track. Sometimes he couldn’t remember the run itself but other times he could remember it completely. It was a little strange but Raymond didn’t question it. Astor always would offer kind words of encouragement and he enjoyed their chats at the cafe afterwards.

This continued for about three months. Raymond was also eating right the junk food he had loved had suddenly become gross almost stomach turning. He had changed what he ate to include lean chicken and blanched vegetables. He had never been so motivated to make himself healthy. Soon the results were showing he had to buy a new belt because his old one was getting too loose. He was running for a much longer time before becoming exhausted as well.

Raymond was very shy sharing a shower with the other club members. It took some getting used too. The foxes would often flirt with one another but they never crossed the line with him. It was a little strange how they behaved. Astor was always a gentleman and never did anything inappropriate with him. He trusted Astor the most out of all the others.

The human was getting a peek into the lives of the fox morphs that he couldn't have before. They seemed close-knit at the club and were relaxed around each other. Often being naked when changing and having a shower after their running sessions. Raymond only felt comfortable being nude around Astor. Choosing to wait for the others to leave before changing and showering. He had to admit that he had been sneaking peeks at Astor when they showered together after a run. It wasn't anything sexual of course but he did have some questions that he dared not to ask about the fox's anatomy. It wasn't something that he wanted to google either. He had seen his sheath and wondered how far the fox transformation went. 

Astor was very supportive of Raymond’s weight loss he let him borrow space in his locker for his change of clothes. He had purchased the human a new drink bottle as a gift. Raymond was really grateful to the fox. They were becoming fast friends even though they only saw one another at the jogging club. The weather was growing warmer so Astor suggested that they do their workout in the cooler evening. The jogging track was illuminated with floodlights so it was possible to workout at night.

Astor and Raymond had just completed their second-night run and were heading back to the clubhouse. Astor had a keycard to open the door after hours. They would miss out on having coffee together but it was much cooler than running during the day. Another plus was that the club was always deserted at night so they wouldn’t have to share the changing room with the other foxes.

They walked into the locker room. Raymond was undressing as was Astor. Raymond placed his t-shirt on the bench glad to be free from the sweaty garment. Astor walked up to him. 

“Ray I've noticed that you have been sneaking peeks at me.” he said. His eyes locked with Raymond’s.

Raymond didn't know what to say. It was true that his eyes had lingered on the fox for a moment or two. He was straight so it didn't mean anything. 

“Do you like my body?” Astor asked. 

Raymond gulped the fox must have noticed that he had been watching him a little too closely in the shower. How was he going to defuse this situation? 

“I'm sorry I didn't mean to gawk I'm just curious.” he replied. 

Astor leaned in closer to him. “You never have to be sorry for being curious.“ He said as he placed his hand paws on Raymond's nude chest. “What would you like to know?” asked Astor.

Raymond sucked in a breath the sensation of the fox's paw pads felt so good against his skin. It took a moment to compose himself enough to respond. “N-nothing.” he stammered. 

Astor smiled as he rubbed his paws in a cycle across Raymond’s chest before he moved away.

Raymond was kicking himself for his awkward response. Something inside of Raymond wanted the fox close to him. He wanted the affectionate touch of Astor's hand paws. What was wrong with him?

The rest of the evening was uneventful. The pair showered and dressed back into their street clothes. Thankfully there weren’t any more awkward moments. The feeling of the fox’s hand paws lingered on Raymond’s mind. Raymond shook off such thoughts as he collected his workout gear.

Raymond got into his car and waved Astor goodbye. He drove home. It was a short drive from the jogging club. He opened his door and went inside. He turned on the television and channel surfed for a while. Try as he might he couldn’t keep his mind off Astor. He turned off the television and let out a sigh. That foreign touch of Astor's hand paws was still affecting him. 

Raymond leaned back in his lounge and closed his eyes. In his mind's eye he saw Astor. Astor was back at the track dressed in his tight bodysuit and green leotard. Astor wore a cheeky grin as he ran his hand paws slowly over his body.

“Raymond I’m wearing my favourite leotard tonight. I’m wearing it just for you.“ He said. Astor licked his chops slowly. His whiskers sprang back into position after a pass of his tongue.

In reality, Raymond’s cock began in engorge as he laid back on his couch.

“Dreaming about me hmm... I wonder what you will make me do. It’s alright it’s your dream and only you will know what we do together.” said Astor.

Raymond adjusted his erection in his underwear putting it in a more comfortable position. Fantasy Astor was right no one would know if he had a naughty daydream about the fox. It was all just a fantasy and wasn’t real.

“Thinking about me while you have a touch and clutch? That’s very naughty but I understand my body been known to inspire such impure thoughts.” said Astor.

Raymond reached down and gave his erection a brief squeeze.

Astor’s hand paws ran down to his crotch and the fox began to stroke himself. “Oh, Ray! I’m getting so excited. I know you are too. Let’s have a touch and clutch together.” said Astor.

Raymond was mirroring fantasy Astor placing his hands on his crotch. He began rubbing himself through his pants.

Fantasy Astor was hard now his tight sportswear showing off his erection. He was lewdly stroking himself totally unabashed. “That’s right. This is what you really want to see. Isn’t it?” said Astor as he squeezed his length.

Raymond's hands had worked themselves into his pants as he lost himself in his fantasy. He stroked himself eager for relief from the heat that had been building up all evening.

Astor was rubbing his erection through his sportswear even faster. “Oooh, Ray! Are you ready to cream? Let’s do it together.” he said. The fox went rigid and gasped as he came opening his maw wide letting out a cry of pleasure. He bucked his hips into his clutching hand paws.

Raymond felt his balls churn as his release shot into his hand. He opened his eyes he was still on his couch and not at the jogging track watching Astor playing with himself. His fantasy was so vivid. After a brief moment, Raymond felt guilty that he had just masturbated to a gay sex fantasy. He had to clean himself up. This was a fluke he wasn’t gay and he wasn't attracted to Astor. He was just horny that’s all.

He cleaned himself up and was eating some Brussel sprouts for dinner when his phone rang. He picked it up the caller ID said it was Astor. Raymond gulped why would the fox call him at this hour? There was one way to find out. He accepted the call.

“Hello, Astor.” he said.

“Hello Ray, I am calling because I have been thinking about how I’ve acted at the tack tonight. It’s been bothering me all evening. I just wanted to say I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable.” Astor said.

“You don’t need to apologise. I wasn’t upset at all.” Raymond said. Raymond’s cheeks heated up. Talking to the fox he had just jerked it too was embarrassing.

“That’s great. So we are still on for Saturday night?” asked Astor.

“Yes, seen you then.” replied Raymond. Raymond was glad this was a phone call because he knew he must be beet red.

They both said their goodbyes and Raymond hung up. The human had no intention of missing a running session with Astor. He was losing so much weight with the fox’s help he wasn’t about to quit now.

More weeks passed the nightly running sessions were quite enjoyable. Raymond was keeping to his diet and had even bought a new pair of running shoes. He was spending more time on the track and doing day sessions again. Something was bothering him though he was finding he was now looking at Astor in a much more sexual way. His graceful curves and tight sportswear were causing him to become aroused. Thankfully Raymond always wore baggy clothes on his runs so that the if he was beset by an embarrassing erection no one would notice.

What worried him more was that he kept visiting the fantasy version Astor in his sexual dreams. At first, it was only on the nights after they had a running session together but soon Raymond couldn’t become aroused without thoughts of the fox. It didn't stop there as time went on the other foxes at the jogging club began to feature in his fantasies too. His behaviour at the club was starting to change. Before he would wait until the shower room was free for just Astor and himself. Now he wouldn't hesitate to join the other foxes in the group shower watching water cascading down their sexy male bodies. Before he would walk past one of the foxes keeping his eyes forward. Now he would search for their strong commanding vulpine gaze.

He was losing weight and was on a different diet so maybe this was just a side effect. He must just need to get laid. So one night he went out to a nightspot he visited. He was looking for a one night stand. He wanted to purge the gay feelings that were coming up lately and prove that he was still straight. His new fit body did get attention but his desire just wasn’t there. Every time he looked at a woman that he would have found attractive before now just looked nice but not sexy. That night he ended up just getting smashed drunk and stumbling home.

Tonight he was back on the track watching Astor’s lovely tail wagging to and fro he found all his anxieties and worries would just melt away in the fluffy bushy tail. He noticed how alluring Astor’s tight butt was in his sportswear that fox was such a tease. He wanted to grab that butt and give it squeeze. He would have normally shaken such a thought from his mind but the fox’s tail just brushed away his denial.

He could see the fox’s beautiful foot paws as he chased Astor. He had four toes each with a black pad and an ivory claw. He had a large main pad on each foot paw. He watched as each time they lifted up they would twitch a little bit. The strong leathery pads were built for running the fox could run much faster than him but he was so kind to him. He kept a pace so that he could keep up with him. Raymond thought it must bother the fox slowing down to accommodate his clumsy pace. The fox was happy to help him never showing frustration or anger towards him.

They had finished their run and were on the way back to the locker room. Raymond was staring at the fox. He had a beautiful body. He had only begun to realize its grace. Astor had pulled off his leotard. It was a blue one this time. The fox was looking at him instead of an expression of annoyance or disgust the fox was wearing a bright grin flashing his sharp canines. It was as if the human’s gaze was just what he wanted to see.

“Ray, you look like a lost puppy.” said Astor as he brushed the backs of his vulpine ears.

Astor walked over to Raymond. He slowly took his hand in his hand paw. He moved the human’s hand to his chest. “Do you remember when I showed you my tail?” he asked.

Raymond nodded.

Astor slowly moved Raymond's hand down to his abdomen and then toward his crotch. “Do you want me to show you something else?” Astor asked his voice taking on a more husky tone. 

Raymond felt conflicted he had never done anything like this with a guy before. Astor was always kind to him perhaps he should repay the kindness. “Show me what?” Raymond breathed. 

Astor moved Raymond’s hand to his bodysuit covered crotch. Raymond could feel Astor's sheath through the thin fabric. Astor pressed Raymond's hand into his crotch. Raymond could feel the fox's growing erection. Raymond's own cock came alive as he felt his friend’s cock begin to stir. He was thankful to still be in his sweatpants.

Astor pulled in close to the human. “Help me out of my bodysuit so you can get a better grip on my sheath.” he said. 

Raymond unzipped Astor's bodysuit and helped him peel it off. Astor's red tapered cock was peeking out from his sheath. 

“You're still curious so why don't you explore my body. Show me what you want to explore." said Astor. 

Raymond touched Astor's sheath rubbing it gently. He looked into the fox's eyes they were half closed laden with pleasure. Slowly more of Astor's length had come free. The bright red length contrasting with his white fur of his crotch. Raymond ignored his own erection it was just a reaction to the situation he wasn't gay he told himself. 

He wrapped his hand around the slick red rocket. Astor’s pre sickened his hand as he pumped. Astor was moaning at all the attention. Raymond pumped away at a gentle pace. He continued to work Astor's cock pumping away egged on by the constant leaking of pre.

He was giving his fox friend a hand that was all. He wasn’t gay it was just a helping hand nothing more. Raymond didn’t really believe his own thoughts but it saved him from an uncomfortable reality. His own cock was straining against his underwear as he serviced Astor’s foreign length. 

Several minutes later Astor was panting and bucked his hips into Raymond's ever pumping hand. Astor's thick bulbous knot had popped free. Raymond was feeling more confident now that he wasn't hurting his friend’s canine penis. He didn't know what the knot meant but he guessed that he was close to release. He was soon proven right as he felt a pulse shoot up Astor's cock. A rope of cum shot into the air. Followed by the five more as Astor came. 

It took a few moments for the fox to recover. “Thank you, Ray. You know how to make a fox happy.” Astor said in between pants. 

“I'm not gay don’t tell anyone about this.” said Raymond. 

“You were just exploring my body just like you did with my tail.” said Astor. His muzzle curled into a sly grin. One that only a fox morph could make.

Over the next two months, the pair would sometimes have an “exploration session” after their jogging sessions. Raymond was finding himself more confident exploring his newfound sexuality. Eventually, he let the fox “explore” his own body. He was letting go of his no homo lie that he told himself. He was beginning to just let his body respond to Astor’s touch and feel what he felt without shame. Their friendship had evolved into being lovers.

All the while his weight was dropping off soon he wouldn’t be considered overweight anymore. All of his friends and family members noticed the difference by now. His workmates had commented on his transformation as well. He wasn’t ready to come out to anyone about his sexuality let alone that he was having sexual contact with a fox morph. It was a subject that was still very taboo many detractors thought this morph phenomenon was just a sexual fetish.

His life had been improved since he had met Astor. The rumours about morphs being freaks and deviants were just guff. He was a much better person thanks to the fox. His fox, Astor. A cute guy to be sure. Astor was making him a better person. He found he didn’t feel as down as he had been. Was it the fox, his weight loss or coming to terms with his sexuality? Whatever it was it was working.

It was another night at the track and Raymond was chasing Astor’s tail. Astor was running around the track they had almost finished the running session. Astor turned towards the human he had a sly grin on his muzzle. Raymond know what this look meant. He was in for some special time with the fox tonight. Raymond was beginning to really enjoy the time he spent with the fox. They have been helping each other out for a while now. Astor was really gentle with his hand paws. They both knew just where to touch one another to give each other pleasure.

The pair headed into the clubhouse. Astor licked his chops as he looked at Raymond. Raymond had taken to wearing more revealing attire recently. He had bought a set of jogging shorts and singlets. His body was looking much better from his weight loss and Raymond was much more body confident. He felt pride in the way Astor would look at him. The fox wanted him.

As the pair entered the locker room Astor grabbed Raymond close. Raymond was shocked at the fox’s sudden actions. Astor kissed Raymond on the lips. The fox licked the human’s lips again and again. The fox had never kissed him before it was very surprising how hot the fox’s tongue made him feel. It didn’t take long for Raymond to loosen his lips and let the fox explore his mouth.

His tongue intertwined with Astor’s as he probed his mouth. The fox’s tongue had a slight texture much different from his own. His tongue was very flexible and curled around his own and sucked and licked. Astor pulled Raymond into a tight hug. His hand paws stroked his body and the human’s hands did the same. Raymond could feel the fox’s erection press into him as they hugged. The human's cock came alive from the fox’s attention pressing into his jogging shorts.

Astor pulled his muzzle away from the human's mouth. The fox started to lower himself down. Astor nipped at Raymond’s abdomen as he lowered himself down. His play bites making the human jump. Astor nuzzled Raymond’s erection trapped inside his jogging shorts. He pressed his muzzle into the tight fabric. The fox pulled at the human's shorts with his hand paw his claws extending for a better grip. Raymond had never done this with Astor before. The fox was really excited tonight.

His jogging shorts were pulled down and his hard cock jumped free. Raymond gasped as the fox’s muzzle gulped down his whole length to the base. This wasn’t like how the women he had slept did it. They would only suck on the tip but Astor wanted his full length. Astor loved his cock that much he could tell as the fox sucked and licked. He was so eager. This was lovely he had never been with someone who wanted to please his manhood so badly.

The fox’s muzzle felt like heaven his textured fox tongue licked the underside of his cock head as he sucked down. Loud slurping noises filled the locker room as Astor slurped and sucked. The fox bobbed his head as he got to work on the human's length. Raymond didn’t know what to do with his hands eventually deciding on petting Astor’s loving muzzle and stroking the backs of his pointed ears.

Raymond was already close the fox’s muzzle was like nothing he had ever experienced before. He moaned and grabbed tightly on the back of Astor’s head. The slurping noises continued as Astor increased his pace bobbing back and forth faster. Raymond’s balls jumped as he felt Astor’s textured hand paws grope his testicles and give them a gentle squeeze. This was it the fox’s hand paws had tipped him over the edge. A thick rope of cum shot up Raymond’s throbbing cock. Astor gulped down the first of his creamy load and kept up with the rest as more jets of thick cum shot into the fox’s maw.

As Raymond recovered he watched as Astor striped out of his workout clothes. His hard tapered cock came into view. Raymond went in to grope at the fox’s length but Astor battered his hands away.

“Ah, Ah, Ah.” Astor said as he waved a paw tipped finger.

Raymond let out a whine. He wanted to help Astor out. Feel the hot slick cock in his hands.

“I want you to taste me, Ray.” Astor said. He licked his chops that were still slick from Raymond’s release.

Raymond gulped. He had never given head before. He didn’t know If he could please Astor the way he had done with him.

Astor sat down on one of the wooden benches. He licked his chops again slowly leaving a trail of saliva over his black lips.

Raymond had to at least try. He got on his knees and moved in close to his lover’s cock. He could smell a strange sent, it wasn’t unpleasant, it was Astor’s musk. A scent that he hadn't smelt before. It was making his mouth water. He had to taste Astor, his fox lover. Raymond licked the tip of Astor’s cock lapping up a bead of pre. He tasted Astor for the first time and wanted more.

He slipped a fair amount of Astor’s length into his mouth only to gag and splutter. I took another few goes to get into a rhythm. He wiggled his tongue over the underside of Astor’s cock. He locked his lips around his length and sucked. He wasn’t as experienced as Astor but his lack of experience was made up for by his enthusiasm.

He heard Astor begin to moan so he must be doing something right. His fox lover was making such gorgeous sounds of pleasure he had to bring about his release. He bobbed his head up and down over his fox’s cock. Drool slurped out the side of his mouth as he continued to suck and lick. After several minutes Astor was getting jerky and was panting loudly.

Astor let out a cry. Raymond barely had time to prepare himself before Astor’s red rocket blasted off. Thick fox cream filled Raymond’s mouth he swallowed it down just like Astor had done for him. More ropes of salty release followed and Raymond could only just keep up. His fox tasted lovely. Why hadn't he done this sooner? The last of Astor’s cream was gulped down and Raymond stood up.

Astor’s thick knot was glistening as it and the rest of his cock twitched in the air. He could not take his full length on his first go but from Astor’s smile, he knew the fox had enjoyed himself. The fox looked so beautiful. He was a marvellous creature one that had changed his life for the better. The rest of the evening was spent cleaning up and showering. Gone was the shyness, the pair cuddling under the water washing each other off. Something had shifted inside of Raymond he no longer doubted his sexuality he knew he was gay. He wanted Astor as his fox lover.

Raymond had just got out of his car. He was back on the track for another run with Astor. It had been a week since the pair had been together. He was expecting something to happen tonight. Astor was being openly affectionate with him all week. The parking lot was empty and the track’s floodlights illuminated the jogging track. He was already dressed in his jogging shorts and singlet ready to chase the fox’s tail around the track.

He walked towards the main building and he spotted Astor standing by the doorway. He was dressed in a button up shirt and black slacks. This was strange because he was usually dressed in his jogging bodysuit and leotard. His eyes lit up as Raymond approached. His tail was wagging excitedly behind him. He had never seen the fox so excited.

“Hello Ray, come inside I have a surprise for you.” Astor said.

Raymond was about to ask the fox a question but he already had his back turned as he swiped his keycard on the door.

Astor motioned for Raymond to open the door. They went inside the main building. Raymond found the usually empty function room packed with fox morphs. All of the members of the jogging club must have been there.

Raymond turned to Astor and asked, “What’s the occasion?”

“Now that our guest of honour is here you’ll soon find out.” Astor replied.

Before Raymond could say another thing the room erupted into cheers. The foxes where holding drinks or nibbles taken from a trestle table set up against one of the walls. The room had been decorated with streamers and balloons. Bunting had been taped to the back wall text was written in red letters on gold flags that read “Transformation Party!”. 

The room settled down as one of the foxes clicked his claw on the side of a champagne flute. Raymond felt underdressed in just his running gear as all the foxes were dressed in smart casual clothes. Astor trotted out into the centre of the room.

“Friends our quest to harness tail based hypnosis techniques has been successful. My work with Subject 37682 has surpassed my wildest expectations. Not only have I affected lifestyle changes in the subject I have successfully changed his sexual preference from exclusively heterosexual to exclusively homosexual.” Astor said as his lips curled into a smile.

The room erupted into cheering. Raymond’s mind reeled. Subject 37682? Tail based hypnosis? What the hell? What was going on? He looked around the room the foxes were turning their gaze towards him. His chest tightened he had to get away. He pushed past a pink and white fox. He reached the door and turned the handle to open it. The door was locked fast.

“I’m afraid it much too late to run my sweet. Why don’t you come back to the centre of the room.” said Astor his voice soft.

Raymond felt like his body wasn’t under his control. He turned and stumbled back to the centre of the room. The other foxes had pulled aside and lined the walls of the room. The human shivered as Astor walked towards him.

“Feeling a little fearful I see. You know I don’t want to hurt you. I have been programming your mind with gentle swishes of my tail. It’s much too late to resist.” said Astor. His voice soft and soothing. The fox took a step closer to Raymond.

“Please, I won’t tell anyone what you are doing here. I’ll just walk away and you’ll never see me again.” pleaded Raymond. He couldn’t move the fox drew closer.

“You will walk away, a lovely new fox and you’ll come back for a run from time to time. As a new member of the club. Maybe a more submissive and brainwashed member than the others but a happy fox, one who loves being controlled. You have already signed the paperwork to begin your transformation so it’s all above board.” Whispered Astor as he gently rubbed Raymond’s shoulders.

Try as he might he couldn’t help but feel soothed by Astor’s touch. He could feel it, the pull of trance. The fox must have implanted something, a trigger inside of him. One that was set off but the touch of his paws. Fear drained out of Raymond. He was feeling so heavy. The fox’s power was much too strong to fight by he still tried. Deep down he knew that this was his last chance he had to resist. His eyelids were so heavy maybe if he just closed them for a moment he could focus on fighting.

Raymond awoke he was still in the function room only this time he was laying on a blanket on the floor. His vision slowly focused. He could see Astor. The fox had an excited expression on his muzzle his eyes were wide and full of energy. Something was on the back of the human’s mind. It was almost as if he should be afraid of his lover Astor. This thought only lasted a fleeting moment. Raymond had also been stripped of his clothes and for some reason, this didn't bother him at all.

Neither did the fact he was in a room filled with other foxes. The assembled foxes in the room all had their eyes on Raymond. They were watching him expectantly. He turned towards Astor the fox was holding a stylized bottle. The glass bottle contained an orangey liquid that seemed to glow softly. The lid on the bottle was the head of a fox made of silver coloured metal.

“It's time to drink your fox elixir. It will change you into an fox morph like me.” said Astor.

The idea of becoming a beautiful fox just like Astor was very appealing to the human. Foxes were such beautiful creatures after all and he now had the chance to become one of them. He sat up and reached out towards the fox elixir as he did so Astor's vulpine grin grew wider and wider.

Astor handed him the bottle and said, “For this to work properly you have to drink all of its contents it's going to taste terrible but I'll be worth it in the end.”

Raymond unscrewed the cap. It came free with an audible pop. He wrapped his lips around mouth of the bottle and started drinking. Astor was right whatever the fox elixir was it tasted dreadful but Raymond was determined so he kept drinking until the last drop was drained. He replaced the lid. He handed the empty bottle back to Astor who then passed it to another fox who was standing next to him.

He didn’t know what to expect so he laid down on the blanket. Raymond took in deep breaths as he waited for any signs that the fox elixir was working. After around five minutes of this Raymond could feel a peculiar feeling in his belly. Initially, it felt like nausea but that eventually faded. It was replaced by a warmth that started spreading from his stomach upwards into his chest and downwards into his abdomen.

The warmth became hotter and hotter almost unbearably so. It kept spreading heading down to his groin and up to his neck simultaneously. The temperature he felt became hotter again causing the human to moan. It was then the heat reached his head at the same time cascading down both his arms and legs. His whole body was encased in warmth.

The human broke out in a powerful sweat. He looked up towards Astor who was giving him a look of comfort. Flashing a slight smile trying to reassure him that everything was indeed going to plan. This only reassured Raymond a little as more of the elixir’s effects we becoming known.

Raymond's extremities went numb. He looked down to see a seemingly horrific sight. That of his flesh and bones shifting about as if they were made from plasticine. Raymond’s heart started to pound in his ears and he sucked in breaths as his whole body began to shake. A voice in the back of Raymond’s mind suddenly sounded out it told him to just breathe, let it happen and he was going to be alright.

It was surprising the effect that this voice had on Raymond. His trembling stopped, his heartbeat slowed and his breathing returned to a more even pace. He looked down to his limbs as the changes continued. His hands we're changing into hand paws complete with black paw pads, claws and a palm pad. He noticed his body hair was changing colour going from brown to a powerful red. The hairs around his shifting hands and feet turning black in colour.

Raymond wiggled and turned as he felt that he was sitting on something. He turned over to look. He could see a start of a tail beginning to grow out from the base of his spine. He rolled over on his side to accommodate this growing appendage. He was going to find out just what it was like to have a tail. It wouldn't take long to know if it waged by itself or under his control.

Raymond’s vision went blurry. His head was shifting his skull and facial bones were elongating out. He brought his hands, not hands anymore. He brought his hand paws up to touch his changing face. He couldn't feel his face as it had gone numb as soon as it began changing in earnest. He could only feel the shifting of bone and flesh with his hand paws. Their rubbery paw pads picking up the texture of his growing muzzle. Fur had begun to sprout all over his body, a fact not lost on the changing human.

With his eyes in the midst of changing themselves he couldn't see his new fur but he could feel his fur beginning to sprout. All over his body, he was getting a thick fur coat. He was beginning to feel his tail as well. He could consciously move it if he focused hard enough otherwise it seemingly had a mind of its own. Much like his facial expressions not that he had a face anymore, it was more of a muzzle now. The sensation was returning to his new muzzle. He could feel his sensitive whiskers, where his cheeks would have been, sprouting and growing longer twitching for the very first time.

His vision returned. This relieved the still changing human that he could see. His eyesight was just as good as it had been before. At the top of his head, he felt an unfamiliar sensation. That of having ears that could swivel and twist in different directions. His senses were being overstimulated from all the new changes coming seemingly all at once now. He closed his eyes again in order to blot out at least some part of this sensory stimuli.

With his new ears, he could hear the scrape of his foot paws as his claws scratched against the blanket he was resting on. He could hear his tail thumping on the ground in absolute excitement. Everything felt so new and fresh. He sniffed the air. Now he could detect many more scents than before. He could also differentiate the different odours into subcategories that he didn't know was even possible.

The bones in his legs cracked setting into their new shape. The sensation had returned to most of his body now. He licked his new nose testing it with his canine tongue. It was indeed real. He now had a cold wet canine nose and flexible canine tongue. He reached down with his hand paws to find that is genitals had shifted position. His testicles were still there but his penis had moved upwards slightly and had been replaced with a canine sheath just like Astor’s. At least he was still male and hadn't been changed into a vixen. With such things as fox elixir, there was no telling what was possible.

He opened his eyes to watch the last of his transformations. His fur continued to grow, it thickened out, especially around his tail. His naked tail growing a thick coat of fur that kept growing and growing eventually he ended up with a beautiful bushy fox tail. A tail much like Astor's. He looked over his new body in awe as he lay on the blanket.

The room erupted in applause the other foxes seemingly impressed with their newest addition to the jogging club. Astor brought his hand paws towards Ray and pulled him up to his feet. Ray was only unsteady on his foot paws briefly. Somehow his brain already knew how to work his new legs and foot paws. It was as if he had always had them.

Ray was swishing his tail. He focused on his tail. He focused on controlling its movements. In the back of his mind knowledge was being unveiled. He knew that if he focused on his tail and swished it at a certain pace it would form a pattern that would hypnotize humans. He now knew how Astor had hypnotised him when he was still a human.

“What a magical tail you have.” said Astor.

It was indeed a magical tale. He knew that he had to use it to help other humans. To show them that it was alright to submit to fox kind and not only foxes all the plethora of different morph’s in all their forms. It was his new mission in life.

This knowledge must have been what Astor had been pouring into him. All the while he thought that he was just training his body Astor had been training his mind. Training his mind on the secret ways of the foxes. A divine knowledge that must have been locked just out of reach of his human mind. Just waiting to be unlocked after he had completed his fox transformation.

Astor must have indeed put months of effort into this project to change him. He now knew that Astor was in charge. It only made sense. He had to obey such a powerful fox and just submit to his will without question. It was wonderful to have such absolute certainty. Astor had given him that gift as well. He knew his purpose in life and he knew who was his master. What a brilliant Fox! He always thought his plans through.

Soon Ray joined in with the other foxes. It was his party after all. He was the guest of honour at the transformation party. One of the others handed him a full champagne flute. He promptly took a sip. He had to make some arrangements with his old human life but all that could wait. For tonight was his transformation party and he was going to enjoy it to the fullest. His beautiful new fox form was all thanks to Astor and his hypnotic tail.