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I walked into the empty training area, no sign of my buddy Jason. After weeks of not hearing from him, he contacted me out of the blue to join him at a Pokemon adoption center. He always kept in contact via Rotom phone, and for him to disappear for such a long time was concerning. But now I knew where he was, and I might get a new pokemon partner in the process!

At the other end of the stadium, I squinted to see an off-white fox approaching with nine massive tails trailing behind it. A Ninetails? Was this one of the Pokemon to be rehomed? I’d always admired them, and now I had the chance to be one's trainer!

“Hey, buddy, are you lost?” I said as I carefully approached, not wanting to startle him. He was lovely, regal as he neared with his tails raised and on display. He was all white, save for accents of black fur at the tips of his mane. It was rather fetching, I had to admit.

No, I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. And so are you, Gabe, Sounded a voice in my head. I stopped, startled as I looked around for the source. Save for the Ninetails, there was no one else here. He couldn’t be speaking to me...could he? I was certain that Ninetails wasn’t psychic, but...

As my gaze fell upon the fox Pokemon, I noticed his eyes were glowing an eerie red. I stared, mesmerized, unable to look away as the Pokemon’s muzzle opened in a sort of smile that unnerved me. It looked...almost human…

Just then, I felt a warmth flowing over my body, enveloping me in a comfortable blanket as I stared into the eyes of the fox Pokemon. My skin itched, in particular around my chest and ears, and I rubbed at the spots, trying to alleviate the sensations. Yet the heat was becoming unbearable, and I pulled off my shirt, panting from the exertion. Though, to my surprise, I was not sweating. I wanted to tear my pants off as well, but couldn’t bear the embarrassment, even in the presence of only a Pokemon.

I rubbed the bare flesh of my chest, the heat running up into my arm as my seeking hands landed on something unexpected. It was soft, almost like...hair? Glancing down, I was greeted to a spreading patch of off-white hair that was frighteningly familiar. It looked like the fur of a Ninetails!

The itching in my ears drew my fingers up to feel the same fur spreading over the expanding appendages. I was horrified to realize that they were expanding into pointy tips as their surface became adorned with white. I shivered despite the heat as they started twitching of their own accord. I didn’t have a mirror, but it only took one look at my captor to realize I likely shared the same pointed vulpine ears as him!

An ache in my spine drew my touch as something started tearing from the flesh of my lower back. I think somewhere, deep down, I knew what to expect. Yet I was still startled by the feeling of warm skin protruding from my spine, followed by the peppering of soft white fur. The thing twitched at my touch, making me aware of the new neural connections required to move such a thing. I had a tail! The first of many, if my assumption was correct.

While trailing my hand over the expanse of white and brown fur adorning my growing tail, I began to realize that my fingers felt stiff, a sharp tingling disallowed their flexibility. Horrified, I pulled back my hand to see the fingers curling on themselves, the nails sharp and black. Thick, black pads were forming from the pale human skin, covering each of my four fingers and my palms as my entire hand continued to shrink. My thumbs moved all the way up my wrist as the rest of the digits continued to shrink. I flailed my fingers uselessly, trying to maintain their flexibility, but my efforts were fruitless. I could no longer move them at all as they reduced in diameter to tiny stubs, a thick webbing between them to hold them in place as they formed a bestial paw!

I was changing, somehow, to resemble the creature before me. I stared in terror at the Ninetails, whose gaze had not left me since the ordeal started. Those red eyes regarded me with focus, and even as I drew my attention back to them, their glow intensified and sent a surge of pain into my tail, as the thick bone split in two and started pushing outwards. In mere moments I had a second tail birthing from the base of the first, rapidly forming bone and muscle even as the tip turned brown with fur that faded into off-white. How could a Pokemon be doing this to me?!

Don’t you recognize me, Gabe? It’s me, Jason, The voice echoed in my head. I stared transfixed at the fox’s features, finally seeing something familiar in the expression, the hair. Could it be…? But no, it was impossible, wasn’t it? But then, what could explain the changes to my own body?

“W-what’s going on?” I asked, fear in my voice as I struggled with the pain of my third tail pushing out of my split spine, and out of my pants to hang with the first two. Even in my panic, I felt them swaying much as the other Ninetails-no, Jason-was moving his own!

It’s it obvious? Now that I’m a Ninetails, I want you to join me as my perfect mate. Said the voice in a sultry tone that startled me. I only now became aware of the red rocket hanging just below Jason’s belly. It was the cock of an animal, wrapped in a sheath as it leaked all over the floor. He really was turned on!

The glow in his red eyes intensified once more, and I was assaulted with a wave of dizziness that lowered me onto my knees. I recalled some of the abilities of a Ninetails, how they could use hypnosis to distract their opponents, but I’d never known it could be used on a human. I struggled but was helpless to resist as I felt the fur on my chest spreading, running up to meet my neck as my shaven face became enveloped in a soft coat. My itching paw started to thin as the Ninetails fur peppered my wrist and started covering my shrinking arm. Even the fur on my ears was spreading, running down to meet the bushy white bead I now had over my face.

Yet I was still trapped by the hypnotic stare, unable to stop the changes as my body warped against my wishes. I could feel my heels extending as the balls of my feet diminished to match the dimensions of my paw. Nails thickened and dug into the floor as my toes stopped twitching. My hind toe was reduced to a dewclaw as the same webbing stuck the remaining reduced digits together.

Yet all my focus was on the lovely red eyes staring into my soul, urging on my transformation. It seemed that Jason was enjoying changing me as he had evidently been changed. Struggling though I tried, I couldn’t take my mind off his thick vulpine cock, eager and erect at the sight of my transformation. The fuzzy sheath, thick red knot, and pointed tip were mesmerizing.

Despite myself, I could feel my own cock hardening in my jeans. Without thinking, my still-human hand reached down to undo the zipper, letting my rocket hang out into the air. The warmth of change enveloped its length, erect from the sight of the sexy beast before me. I grunted, feeling the tip starting to point as the cock-head merged with the cleft, leaving me with a tapered head. Although I could not look down, I was sure it was turning a deep crimson to match my mate’s. The changes swept down to my balls, swelling as they plumped up with virile vulpine seed and covered with a soft white fuzz. That same fuzz flowed up my shaft into a sheath that attached itself to my thinning belly. Yet it was insufficient to envelop my thick canine knot as it hungered for a male’s tail hole.

I stood there, trying to fight off the erection, but the Ninetails that had once been my best friend was just so sexy. It simply felt too good to be hung like a Ninetails! I felt my cock burble another thick drop of precum onto the floor as the tingling in my spine intensified. Another tail was branching off from the thickening stump, giving me a fourth flowing tail as it too filled out with muscle and bone and soft velvety white fur.

Good Ninetails have beautiful, flowing tails, Jason’s voice echoed in my head, obviously aware of my interest in the growths. I wanted to fight and struggle, but he was right. Each tail felt so good, so right on my backside, making me feel more like the Ninetails he wanted me to be.

“Y-yes we...th-they do...” I muttered in my trance-like state. As I did so, another extension of my spine started to branch out into a lovely white tail, bringing the total up to five.

The transformation was coming faster, but I was slowly starting to welcome it. Jason’s words and hypnotic stare were powerfully arousing, and the knowledge that I was pleasing him by becoming a Ninetails could not be ignored. I could feel my jaw stretching, my teeth sharpening as my nose grew black and filled my field of vision. Yet I did not mind. My developing muzzle mirrored the sexy visage of my mate, and I welcomed its growth and the plethora of scents that it brought with it. My blackened nostril flared, and I was able to drink in my mate’s musk, smelling his randiness, and his desire to breed!

The fur was continuing to cover my body, running up my barreling chest and spreading over my shoulders. I could feel it growing from the roots of my human hair, spreading to change my lovely long brown into the short white mane of a Ninetails. I could feel my eyes watering, and opened them to a world that was shaded in different hues than what my human vision had perceived.

The fur was continuing to cover my shoulders, running down my left arm as the fingers started to snap and contract. Part of my mind wanted to flex them, to retain what little I still had of my humanity. But why did I need human fingers? I was a lovely Ninetails now, right? Ninetails didn’t have hands! I wasn’t sure where the intrusive thought had arisen from, but I found it nearly impossible to resist as blackening pads formed at the tips of my fingers and palms as my digits contorted into stubby stumps with thick nailed claws.

I knew the change was coming faster, and that I needed to resist. I wasn’t a fox Pokemon, no matter how good it felt. But I couldn’t think of a good reason to. If it felt this good to be a Ninetails, why was I so distressed? I was becoming beautiful, sexy, and powerful. And I was pleasing this lovely male. I could scent his seed leaking in the air, which sent a shiver of ecstasy through my sex, making my loins ache with the need to hump and rut.

“It’s getting h-hard to...th-think…” I whined, struggling with my waning human thoughts. It was getting harder and harder to hold on to my human form, to recall why it was terrible to give in to the new sensations playing over my body.

A good horny Ninetails like you doesn’t need to think! Jason’s hypnotic voice echoed in my skull and burned into my very soul. It was like his words gave me permission to give in to the pleasure swelling all over my form. If Jason told me it was OK, then it was surely safe, right?

As my thoughts started to center on the wonderful transformation, a fiery warmth swelled from my spine as more splits rose to form two more lovely protrusions of flowing white tails, while two more erupted from the edges of those. Soon I could feel all nine tails trailing from the base of my slender spine, looking just as lovely as the tails adorning my mate. Wait, mate? Was that right? Yet every word of my best friend’s hypnotic voice played over my mind, assuring me that he was indeed my mate. As a beautiful Ninetails myself, I should have nine,lovely brown tipped, white, fluffy tails to show off to the world!

It felt now as though my body was desperate to match what I saw in my mind’s eye. My body was starting to become trim and lithe, shrinking to match the dimensions of my mate’s own. I could feel my waist slimming, and my pants and underwear fell to the floor as I gingerly stepped out of them, careful of my new hind paws. It was getting a little hard to stand as my hips continued to compress, rotating forward up into my thinning stomach. My body cracked as my chest barrelled, and my shoulders shoved forward. I started to fall, unable to keep my upward posture. But soon, Jason was at my side, holding me upright as my front paws rested on his back and my transition completed.

Now, let’s get you down on all fours where you belong, sang Jason's sultry voice in my mind as he slowly slid away from me, allowing me to fall to the ground gently. I yipped, unable to speak anymore as the changes in my body solidified, and my stance settled. I was fully a Ninetails now, and excited at the power of my new body.

So you can breed away the rest of that dwindling humanity, he finished the thought as he turned around and lifted all nine of his tails. A musky odor wafted into my nostrils as his pinkish pucker sat exposed to the air. I found myself drawn to it, sniffing the sweaty scents of his penis and balls as my own cock drooled pre onto the floor. I was rock hard, and my mate was ready and eager for me!

Deep down, I know that’s all you can think of, Said my mate in my mind, but the words had little meaning by themselves. I knew he wanted me to breed him, and it was indeed all I could think of. But it was the scents wafting off his virile body beckoned me forward, knowing that he needed me to breed him as badly as I wanted to fuck!

I reached out my tongue to lap at my mate’s offering, playing over his plump balls and moist cock tip before licking at his tail hole, preparing it for my entry. He simply whined his approval, making me leak down into my sheath until I could hold back no longer.

Yipping, I reared up, gripping hindquarters with my paws as I speared his tail hole with my turgid, vulpine cock. With minimal effort, his entrance opened and enveloped me fully. I wasted no time, forcing myself all the way in, needing to rut as I desperately began humping for all I was worth.

That’s it, my mate. Breed away that humanity. You’re just a Ninetails now. A sexy fox Pokemon with a thick cock. You just need to breed your male mate now, don’t you? Answered Jason in my mind, though I could hardly understand the words now. But I didn't need to. Simply knowing my mate needed me was enough.

I started humping in earnest, any twinges of human thought in my mind fading away into the seed in my testicles. I could feel my pointed cock tip leaking as his rectal walls gripped me expertly, squeezing every drop from my virile balls. Every thrust lit my senses on fire as the pressure in my vulpine orbs grew, and my weighty knot slapped instantly against his stretched opening.

That’s it Ninetails. Be a good fox for your mate. Good Ninetails cum in their mates.

Those words erased all remnants of humanity in my mind as I felt my balls twitching from their heavy burden. With a yip of excitement, I felt my knot push into my mate’s tail hole, tying us together. No sooner had I forced myself all the way inside than I could feel my mate’s asshole clenching on my cock as he went into orgasm with an audible yip, spraying all over the floor with his sweet-smelling spunk.

I couldn't hold back the torrent of seed in my testicles, and I didn't want to. A powerful fire Pokemon like me deserved a willing mate to take my cum whenever I was horny. I yipped and shot several thick blasts of cum from my cock, filling the tight space with Ninetails jism as the sheer quality leaked out of his pucker. The entirety of my senses was overwhelmed with bestial rapture, no human thoughts or inclinations to hinder my bliss as I collapsed onto my mate. We remained tied together in the knowledge that we belonged to each other, free to explore the joys of vulpine lust for the rest of our lives.

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Jason felt his new mate’s knot soften as he pulled out and collapsed into a heap with the newly changed Ninetails. Jason turned around to lick his new mate’s muzzle before snuggling into a warm pile with the dominant Ninetails. He knew Gabe would love it, even though he had sunk into the instincts and desires of a horny gay male Ninetails. He would make an excellent mate to satisfy both their sexual desires.

A man walked in, the distinctive R on his shirt, unnoticed by the sleeping Gabe as he patted Jason’s black fur. “That’s a good boy, Jason. You’ve done such good work hypnotizing all those trainers into obedient Pokemon for our cause. I hope you enjoy your reward. Your own mate, to live and breed undisturbed, until we need you for more work, of course.”

Jason leaned into the petting, panting in contentment from his master’s praise. He had done good work, and they kept up their end of the bargain. He had gotten his perfect mate in his best friend Gabe, and now they could spend the rest of their lives sharing their sexy vulpine bodies!