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The basket was plopped onto the bed as the young teenage fox exhaled a sigh. "Finally, I have clean clothes again," Terry said as he began to sort through the first few t-shirts and shorts. He had forgotten to wash his clothes for almost three weeks, and if he waited any longer, he'd never hear the end of it from his mother.

He had almost reached the bottom of the basket when suddenly he pulled out something that made him raise an eyebrow the moment he saw it: a short, scarlet-colored skirt with one side slightly longer than the other. Upon examining the foreign piece of clothing from his basket, he could immediately tell whose it belonged to: his sister, Mariah.

"Why the hell is my sister's skirt in my clothes?" He pondered for a bit and then examined the skirt further. "She's always buying such flirty clothing."

When it came to his sister's style of clothing, Terry could never figure out why she found short skirts for crop tops so fascinating. She'd even wear them when out with her girl friends, which he thought was ridiculous since they looked more like flirty, men-attracting clothing to him more than they would probably be "casual clothing" to her. In a way, it really made Terry envy her charm and good looks.

That, however, gave him a sinister idea. "I don't think she'll mind if I try it on," he said with a chuckle. "Then I'll go 'Oooh, look at me! I'm a sexy vixen. Look at my flirty skirt. This is how I bring in the guys' attention.' God, she'll be so mad."

He then began his devious plan by taking off his shorts, which were set aside on the carpet floor, and then by taking the skirt in his hand and slipping it on. He thought for sure it would make him look stupid, but he didn't care as long as he had a bit of fun. He looked down at the skirt, adjusting it so it was on right, and then raised his head to get a look at the male fox, wearing the red skirt before him, with a smirk on his face and his hands as his hips.

After examining the mirror for a moment, however, the smirk slowly disappeared as Terry kept staring at his reflection. He spoke no words nor changed his posture to anything considered "feminine." He just stood there, breathing softly as he examined himself through the mirror. Something about the way he looked sparked a hint of curiosity inside of him. He couldn't describe what he felt that moment, but it was like he wasn't looking at a dull, ordinary, teenage fox but a different version of himself. What was this feeling he was getting?

A couple of minutes had passed since he stared at the mirror until he decided to try something: he slowly rotated to his right, keeping his eyes on the mirror so he could see the tail that popped out of the hole made especially for it. His face suddenly blushed red as his tail swayed in his reflection. A part of him was scared to go any further while another wanted him to keep looking.

Just as he was about to slip it off slowly, he heard a familiar voice. "Terry? Terry?" It was Mariah.

Out of panic, he quickly took off the skirt and slipped his shorts back on.

There was a knock on his door. "Terry, are you in there again?"

"Y-yeah, give me a second!" he replied as he folded the skirt up neatly. He then walked slowly to answer the door. "What?"

"Have you seen my scarlet skirt?" Mariah asked. "I can't find it in my clothes basket."

"O-oh, yeah, it somehow got mixed into my clothes." Terry went to his bed to retrieve it and then handed it to her.

"Thanks, Terry." Mariah smiled before she walked back to her room.

Terry silently closed the door, spending the rest of the afternoon thinking what he had just experienced.

(TO BE CONTINUED...)

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I really wanted to do something like this: a series of drawings showing how my buddy Terry eventually started showing a feminine side to him. There's quite a few significant things that have happened in Terry's transition. I don't wanna make too much, but I wanted to show how he got from where he was in high school to where he is today

Hope you enjoy ^w^

Terry Nightpaw (c) Me

Description
The basket was plopped onto the bed as the young teenage fox exhaled a sigh. "Finally, I have clean clothes again," Terry said as he began to sort through the first few t-shirts and shorts. He had forgotten to wash his clothes for almost three weeks, and if he waited any longer, he'd never hear the end of it from his mother.

He had almost reached the bottom of the basket when suddenly he pulled out something that made him raise an eyebrow the moment he saw it: a short, scarlet-colored skirt with one side slightly longer than the other. Upon examining the foreign piece of clothing from his basket, he could immediately tell whose it belonged to: his sister, Mariah.

"Why the hell is my sister's skirt in my clothes?" He pondered for a bit and then examined the skirt further. "She's always buying such flirty clothing."

When it came to his sister's style of clothing, Terry could never figure out why she found short skirts for crop tops so fascinating. She'd even wear them when out with her girl friends, which he thought was ridiculous since they looked more like flirty, men-attracting clothing to him more than they would probably be "casual clothing" to her. In a way, it really made Terry envy her charm and good looks.

That, however, gave him a sinister idea. "I don't think she'll mind if I try it on," he said with a chuckle. "Then I'll go 'Oooh, look at me! I'm a sexy vixen. Look at my flirty skirt. This is how I bring in the guys' attention.' God, she'll be so mad."

He then began his devious plan by taking off his shorts, which were set aside on the carpet floor, and then by taking the skirt in his hand and slipping it on. He thought for sure it would make him look stupid, but he didn't care as long as he had a bit of fun. He looked down at the skirt, adjusting it so it was on right, and then raised his head to get a look at the male fox, wearing the red skirt before him, with a smirk on his face and his hands as his hips.

After examining the mirror for a moment, however, the smirk slowly disappeared as Terry kept staring at his reflection. He spoke no words nor changed his posture to anything considered "feminine." He just stood there, breathing softly as he examined himself through the mirror. Something about the way he looked sparked a hint of curiosity inside of him. He couldn't describe what he felt that moment, but it was like he wasn't looking at a dull, ordinary, teenage fox but a different version of himself. What was this feeling he was getting?

A couple of minutes had passed since he stared at the mirror until he decided to try something: he slowly rotated to his right, keeping his eyes on the mirror so he could see the tail that popped out of the hole made especially for it. His face suddenly blushed red as his tail swayed in his reflection. A part of him was scared to go any further while another wanted him to keep looking.

Just as he was about to slip it off slowly, he heard a familiar voice. "Terry? Terry?" It was Mariah.

Out of panic, he quickly took off the skirt and slipped his shorts back on.

There was a knock on his door. "Terry, are you in there again?"

"Y-yeah, give me a second!" he replied as he folded the skirt up neatly. He then walked slowly to answer the door. "What?"

"Have you seen my scarlet skirt?" Mariah asked. "I can't find it in my clothes basket."

"O-oh, yeah, it somehow got mixed into my clothes." Terry went to his bed to retrieve it and then handed it to her.

"Thanks, Terry." Mariah smiled before she walked back to her room.

Terry silently closed the door, spending the rest of the afternoon thinking what he had just experienced.

(TO BE CONTINUED...)

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I really wanted to do something like this: a series of drawings showing how my buddy Terry eventually started showing a feminine side to him. There's quite a few significant things that have happened in Terry's transition. I don't wanna make too much, but I wanted to show how he got from where he was in high school to where he is today

Hope you enjoy ^w^

Terry Nightpaw (c) Me