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“Be a fox…” I thought I heard a voice. It wasn’t Arctic’s voice and it wasn’t mine… Whose voice was it? I continued to groan as my body twitched all over. My tail oddly felt so natural to me now. I was still getting used to it being a part of me, but it felt… normal. As I felt my tail grow out to its full length I felt my pants slide down off of me. In any other situation I would have instantly reached to hold and pull them back up, but I didn’t now. Nothing was the same anymore. My mind was still a blur and in a fuzz. Who was I anymore? Was I even me? I thought about what Arctic said earlier about possibly losing myself. What did that mean? Did it mean I could really be… gone?

I thought about that possibility. It seemed like a scary thought to me, but… the more I thought about it the more it seemed like it could happen. I thought about Arctic, the human that was my friend. Would he even know about any of this? What would he think? Would he know it was me even when I didn’t know it was me? Would that even matter?... Would he even miss me if I were “gone?” There were so many thoughts in my head. I didn’t know what to think now. My mind was a mess, but there was a part of me that hurt. It wasn’t my body or my mind and my racing thoughts, it was my heart…

“Aww, head getting a little fuzzy? If only you could see yourself now. Getting closer and closer,” Arctic said. I didn’t know how much more of this there would be, but I could feel the end was nearing. Everything hurt, but the one thing I wanted to stop hurting was the pain I felt in my heart. It couldn’t be true…

“You won’t need those silly clothes again! Here let me help you…” he continued. Just then I felt my jacket being pulled up off of me. I didn’t know by what means, but I was losing the last article of clothing from me. In a few moments I would be bare and free of my human remains. Maybe losing myself wouldn’t be such a bad thing…

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Comic for and in honor of and based off of a dream I had.
Getting close to the end here. I wanted to try to convey not just the physical pain, but also the mental and emotional pain that might happen in a TF especially with the possibility of losing yourself. I'd imagine it'd be a very painful thing for some people in some situations, and not just a happy fun time like it's conveyed a good portion of the time though I have nothing against that. I enjoy TF's like that actually, but I just wanted to try something different here.

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“Be a fox…” I thought I heard a voice. It wasn’t Arctic’s voice and it wasn’t mine… Whose voice was it? I continued to groan as my body twitched all over. My tail oddly felt so natural to me now. I was still getting used to it being a part of me, but it felt… normal. As I felt my tail grow out to its full length I felt my pants slide down off of me. In any other situation I would have instantly reached to hold and pull them back up, but I didn’t now. Nothing was the same anymore. My mind was still a blur and in a fuzz. Who was I anymore? Was I even me? I thought about what Arctic said earlier about possibly losing myself. What did that mean? Did it mean I could really be… gone?

I thought about that possibility. It seemed like a scary thought to me, but… the more I thought about it the more it seemed like it could happen. I thought about Arctic, the human that was my friend. Would he even know about any of this? What would he think? Would he know it was me even when I didn’t know it was me? Would that even matter?... Would he even miss me if I were “gone?” There were so many thoughts in my head. I didn’t know what to think now. My mind was a mess, but there was a part of me that hurt. It wasn’t my body or my mind and my racing thoughts, it was my heart…

“Aww, head getting a little fuzzy? If only you could see yourself now. Getting closer and closer,” Arctic said. I didn’t know how much more of this there would be, but I could feel the end was nearing. Everything hurt, but the one thing I wanted to stop hurting was the pain I felt in my heart. It couldn’t be true…

“You won’t need those silly clothes again! Here let me help you…” he continued. Just then I felt my jacket being pulled up off of me. I didn’t know by what means, but I was losing the last article of clothing from me. In a few moments I would be bare and free of my human remains. Maybe losing myself wouldn’t be such a bad thing…

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Comic for and in honor of and based off of a dream I had.
Getting close to the end here. I wanted to try to convey not just the physical pain, but also the mental and emotional pain that might happen in a TF especially with the possibility of losing yourself. I'd imagine it'd be a very painful thing for some people in some situations, and not just a happy fun time like it's conveyed a good portion of the time though I have nothing against that. I enjoy TF's like that actually, but I just wanted to try something different here.