Announcementcontent warning: brief nudity; brief lewdness"I don't believe it," Talia stated as she frowned at her half-finished dinner. Her ears were folded back while her tail hung down low behind her chair as she added, "I think this is the first time in my life I haven't been able to finish a meal."

  I couldn't help smiling at that. My own ears were standing up tall, and my tail swished slowly behind me while I leaned closer and responded softly, "Seriously Talia it shouldn't be that surprising. You're like, less than half your original size. Maybe a third? You're a tiny foxgirl now, there's no way you'd be able to eat as much as you could when you were a big strong jock."

  "Yeah I guess," she sighed, then had another sip of her soda.

  Meanwhile I had another bite of my double-pepperoni slice. The two of us were enjoying some really nice te-May evening weather, sitting side by side on the patio of a local pizza joint. We'd been doing a bit of people watching while we ate, which seemed fair since we'd had loads of people watching us since we left the apartment.

  Nobody was rude about it, and we hadn't had anyone actually confront us about the ears or tails or anything. But it seemed like almost everyone who saw us had to stare for at least a few seconds.

  There'd been more than a few whispers too, which we had no trouble hearing thanks to our big directional ears. Fortunately those were fairly benign as well, mostly people were curious about why Talia and I were in costume. Although a couple folks wondered if our ears and tails were real, and if so how we got them.

  After another gulp of her co my roommate pouted again, "Sorry we couldn't get into the other pce. I totally forgot about the whole ID situation."

  Before settling on the pizza pce she'd tried to take me to a nearby wine bar first. Unfortunately despite the two of us being fully developed young women, we still got carded at the door. And needless to say, neither of us had ID that looked anything like our new bodies.

  To be fair we'd have been carded in our original forms as well. Talia just turned twenty-one st month, and my birthday wasn't until August. And even though the drinking age here was only nineteen, most pces had a policy of checking ID for anyone who looked less than twenty-five. So we ended up getting pizza instead, and I was fine with that.

  "I guess we'll have to deal with new ID on Monday?" Talia continued. Then she lowered her voice and added, "And you're going to end up getting registered, if you aren't already."

  I looked at her with a frown, "Registered for what?"

  She gave me a look as she replied quietly, "Metahuman of course. You know the ID people are going to want to know how we both got foxgirlificated."

  "I'm not a metahuman!" I insisted quietly, while my ears folded back and my tail twitched anxiously behind me. Then in a half-whisper I reminded her, "I don't have powers Talia, I built a device. That's all, it was the foxgirlification ray."

  She continued looking at me that way as she stated softly, "Rachel you built a working foxgirlification ray in your spare time, at home in your bedroom, and you haven't even graduated college yet. That's some serious metahuman-level brain genius stuff there."

  My ears and tail all drooped down as my shoulders slumped. I sighed, "Oh. Crud."

  "Let's just not tell anyone ok?" I added a moment ter, as my ears perked up and my tail swished around hopefully. "I can fix our ID myself tomorrow. Compared to building the foxgirlification ray that's easy stuff."

  Talia watched me for another second or two then smiled, "Ok girlfriend. Just promise me you'll use your powers for good instead of evil, ok? Or at least just don't hurt anybody."

  "I promise Talia," I stated. "You already know the only reason I made the device was to foxgirlificate myself."

  She grinned and I felt her tail twist around mine as she replied, "Yeah I know. And don't worry, I'll keep the whole thing to myself. We'll have to figure out what to tell folks at school though, but we've got all weekend for that."

  "I'll call off sick from practice tomorrow," she added with a shrug. "Coach will be pissed about me missing the game tomorrow night, but it's not like I'm in any shape for football now. Maybe I can transfer to the girls soccer team instead?"

  I only half heard that, my brain was still kind of stuck on the fact that our tails were touching. In fact her tail had wrapped around mine, as if our tails were exchanging a very intimate hug. In public, in full view of anyone who might happen to look our way.

  After another couple seconds she seemed to realize why I'd frozen up. She wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pulled me into a side-hug as she grinned, "Aww! You're such a cute adorkable foxgirl."

  That just made me even more flustered. It took me another few seconds for my brain to finally reboot, while I sat there blushing brightly. I finally tried to distract myself with a gulp of my co, then attempted to change the subject completely.

  "Wait did you just say you're going to join the girls soccer team?" I asked as I turned to look at her.

  Talia shrugged, "I'm going to try? They'll probably want to test me or have me go through try-outs or something first."

  "I could also try for the volleyball team too," she added, "But I might be a little short for that. Definitely too short for basketball. I'm not really into baseball or softball so I won't bother with them. And hockey season's over, or I'd be trying to get onto the girls hockey team as well."

  Then she sighed, "I know some people might think the obvious choice would be cheerleading? But even if I have the body for it now, people don't realize it's way more demanding than it looks. Like it's actually really hard work, and you need some serious skills and training."

  I found myself staring at her again as I asked, "Just how long have you been thinking about becoming a cheerleader?"

  "Hey, I'm a professional athlete," Talia stated. "Or at least I was hoping to go pro after college. Anyways my point is, I appreciate athleticism in all its forms. And it's hard not to admire the cheerleaders when they're right there at every game, demonstrating their fitness and skill and training and teamwork."

  I frowned, "Right. I'm sure that's what all the other guys on the football team admire about cheerleaders."

  My roommate rolled her eyes, "Well obviously they're also attractive and sexy, but as athletes we look beyond that and appreciate their dedication and talent."

  By that point I honestly couldn't tell if Talia was actually that dense of an egg or if she was just winding me up on purpose. Either way I decided to let that subject go for now, since it reminded me of something else I'd been curious about.

  "Speaking of cheerleaders, you dated a couple of them right?" I asked. "Sorry if this bothers you and you don't have to answer, but I'm curious? How come you never seem to get more than a couple dates into a retionship before getting dumped?"

  "You've always been a perfect gentleman as far as I could see," I added quietly. "You always seemed nice and kind and gentle, and you were always really respectful towards women."

  "Ugh," Talia sighed, and for once it was her cheeks that started turning red. Her tail finally slipped away from mine and drooped down behind her, and her ears folded back as she had a gulp of her soda.

  "I wondered about that too," she finally replied, just as softly. "After the fourth time I finally asked what I was doing wrong when the break-up happened?"

  Her cheeks got even brighter as she admitted, "Her name was Victoria, she was into that STEM stuff like you? Anyways she didn't pull any punches, she straight-up said that girls who date star football pyers aren't looking for a soft kind gentle boyfriend. She said girls dated guys like that because they wanted to be fucked and treated like arm candy. According to Victoria, if she wanted to go out with someone like me she should have just stayed with her st girlfriend."

  Talia added quickly, "I'm sure she wasn't really speaking for all women? Like I know there must be some girls out there who'd enjoy a nice quiet romantic evening with a guy like me."

  "Right," I nodded slowly. I even managed to keep a straight face as I said, "Guys like you must have it rough, looking for romance and hand-holding when all those girls wanted was some rough and ready sex."

  My roommate didn't pick up any of the sarcasm I was putting down. Instead she just nodded sadly, "It's true. I know some guys are like that, just in it for the one night stands or the quick flings. Heck listening to the guys in the locker room, you'd swear half of them never even heard of fore-py?"

  "I don't know," she added with a shrug, "I guess I'm just happier focusing on the emotional connection, and looking after my girlfriend's needs. The actual intercourse thing never really did much for me personally. Unfortunately it seems like that's what Victoria and the others actually wanted?"

  I gulped down the st of my drink so as to avoid face-palming or pointing out just how eggy Talia sounded. Not that I had any experience with locker-room talk, or with dating for that matter. But I couldn't help thinking maybe some of her issues were at least partially due to her feeling uncomfortable using the wrong equipment.

  Unfortunately I was quiet for just a little too long, and that's all it took for my roommate to throw the conversation back in my face again.

  "So that's my problem," she stated with another shrug. Her tail flicked and her ears twitched as she asked, "How about you? I know you're attracted to girls, so how come you take every excuse you can find to avoid spending time with them? Why no parties, why no girlfriends? Why no dates, until right now?"

  That was my cue to do the sad ears and tail thing. They drooped as I let out a long sigh, but at least I didn't have to guess or specute. I knew exactly why I didn't bother with any of those things before.

  "Basically it's because of dysphoria," I replied softly.

  Seeing her confused look I expined, "That's a thing trans people suffer from. Basically it's when your physical body doesn't line up with your internal perception of who you are. Like in my case, being a girl inside but looking like a guy on the outside? So having people call me by my guy name, treat me like a guy... Just everything about life in the wrong body wears you down."

  After another little sigh I continued, "Anyways, as much as I liked girls I couldn't bring myself to try dating anyone? Because she'd treat me like a guy and expect me to be a guy, and that would just make me feel even worse? Like I'd feel bad about being a guy, then I'd feel bad for letting her down because I couldn't live up to her expectations."

  Talia gave me a sad look, and her ears and tail hung down again too. "Damn Rachel, I'm sorry. I had no idea you were suffering like that. And that's been going on for your whole life, up until now?"

  "Sort of?" I shrugged. "It was different before I realized I was trans. The dysphoria was still there but it wasn't as defined. It was more like a general maise, a constant feeling that something wasn't right and I didn't fit in. Like something about my body was off, but I didn't know what it was?"

  I gave my roommate a pointed look as I stated, "Some folks try and distract themselves from those feelings, with drinking or partying, they lean hard into pying the role they think life expects of them? Others like me end up shying away from that stuff. I guess in my case, I felt like if I couldn't interact with folks as the real me, then I didn't want to spend time with people at all."

  The first half of that seemed to go right over Talia's head, not that I expected anything different. But the second half left her looking sad again.

  "I'm sorry Rachel," she pouted. "This is the real you now though, right? You're happy with your new body?"

  I smiled as I nodded, "Yeah it is. And yes I am. And I'm already having fun, I'm enjoying this date with you."

  "Yay!" she excimed, while her ears stood up tall and her tail wagged happily. "So what else do you want to do tonight? Feeling up for a movie? Or we could try dancing? Although I don't know if we'll be able to get into a nightclub, we might have to save that until you figure out our ID stuff."

  My tail twitched a couple times as I thought it over, then I admitted "Even though I'm feeling a lot better since being foxgirlificated, I think maybe I'll have to work my way up to things like movies and dancing? Would you be sad if I said I was ready to head back home?"

  "Not at all," she shook her head. "A quiet romantic night in was always on the table. If you like we could stream a movie or something at home? Or just sit and talk."

  Her tail twitched as she gave me a flirty smile and added, "Or we could cuddle. If you think you might enjoy that kind of thing?"

  My cheeks were heating up again but my tail was wagging as I nodded, "I think that sounds really nice Talia."

  My roommate tucked her leftover slices back in the cardboard container, then drained the st of her co. We tossed the cans in the recycling bin, then one of her hands found mine as we set out for home.

  We attracted more stares along the way, but neither of us minded. After all, we were a couple cute hot foxgirls, and we were holding hands. Our ears stood up tall and proud and our tails were wagging and we were both smiling. Because both of us were happy.

  Soon enough we were back at the apartment, cuddling together on the sofa. Talia's tail was on my p while mine ended up on hers. She had one arm around my shoulders while her other hand idly stroked my floof, and it felt divine.

  She got some movie streaming on the TV, but neither of us paid much attention to it. I sort of tuned in now and then, and got as far as figuring out it was a romantic comedy about a young woman figuring out she was into her best friend way more than her boyfriend, and after a series of wacky situations she finally realized her best friend was into her too.

  A small part of my brain wondered if Talia was already familiar with the movie and picked it on purpose, but mostly I kept getting distracted by the fact that I was a cute foxgirl who was actively cuddling another cute foxgirl.

  When the two women on screen finally shared their first kiss my roommate leaned in closer as well. Her lips met mine and the rest of the world faded away for a while. There was just hugging and kissing, and plenty of purring.

  Things moved quickly from there, and by the time the credits were rolling on the TV my date and I had managed to lose the outfits we'd only just put on an hour or two earlier. And even though we'd already seen each other naked earlier, it felt a lot more exciting and intimate this time.

  The two of us exchanged another long passionate kiss, then she asked softly, "Is it ok if I touch you?"

  "Yeah," I responded in a breathy half-whisper. My heart was racing as I nodded, "It's very ok."

  My roommate... No, my girlfriend smiled as she kissed me once more. Then she said, "You can touch me too, but only if you're comfortable."

  "And you can always change your mind Rachel," she added. "Please don't feel pressured or obligated either way."

  I nodded once more, then this time when she kissed me I felt her fingers gently caress up my sides until they were level with my chest. A moment ter her hands closed over my ample boobs and she gave them a gentle squeeze.

  My breath caught and my heart skipped a beat. I felt my nipples quickly hardening as her soft delicate palms rubbed against my sensitive nubs. At the same time I became aware of a new sensation between my legs, a sort of hot wet neediness, which led to another little wave of euphoria.

  After that it only took me a few more seconds to work up the courage to reciprocate. I slowly brought my hands up to Talia's chest and gently took her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. She smiled and nodded in encouragement so I gave them a soft pinch and a little tug, and was instantly rewarded with her erotic gasp and moan.

  From there things escated rather quickly.

  I never really understood that baseball analogy, but it's safe to say that Talia and I didn't take very long at all to make our way around all the bases. And we both scored a touch-down.

  PurpleCatGirl