Almost immediately, he, or she, looked down. The weight on his chest, his new center of mass, and then there was the new sensations... The new vixen got up and gripped her head, thinking in a bit of a rush. She was a genius! She was sure she could do something to fix this, right? And then there was the matter of what to do- Go to the lab in his workshop to see if anything else might happen? Tell someone about just what had happened? Or try and chase after a culprit? Or perhaps do something else entirely? After all, for the time being, she was alone... The memory of the pink orb was just too vivid. Perhaps it was real...? And perhaps it just might strike again, or affect someone else in some manner... And just how did she get in this place anyway?
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