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A faint breeze tickled my ear and made me shiver, rousing me to the waking world despite my best efforts to stay asleep. I made an incoherent sound and shifted my position to try and return to whatever dreams I'd been having, but there was no helping it. I was awake now and very little could be done in the way of sending me back to sleep. Sighing, I cracked open a bleary eye and squinted at a world that was far too bright for my liking. I blinked several times while my eyes adjusted and frowned at what I was finally able to make out.
Grass. Lots of grass. It looked like I was in a meadow of sorts, with verdant stalks that came up pretty high in some places. There were also clusters of flowers here and there that I didn't know the names of, coming in a wide range of colors. It didn't go on forever, though. A tall earthen wall of rich, hard-packed dirt jutted up suddenly at a vertical slope. I craned my neck up and guessed it to be around forty or so feet high. I turned my head to survey further, only to be met with more of the same. The walls boxed me in, forming a room of sorts that had only two exits. A corridor of greenery and soil on either side of me led out to god-only-knew where. Situation properly assessed, I latched onto and voiced the first thing that came to mind
"I have no idea where I am."
I cringed at hearing my own voice. It sounded wrong somehow. Had it always been that... small? I tried to remember but my mind could only draw a blank. Come to that, my mind seemed to be drawing blanks on a lot of things right now. I felt my brows knit in concentration as I tried desperately to remember how I'd gotten here or where "here" even was. Try as I might, the figurative gears in my head seemed to have had most of their teeth smashed out. Hell, I was having trouble remembering my own name. It was... Adam, right? Or was it Noah? Leroy? Yeah, none of those seemed to be ringing any bells. Frowning, I made an attempt to sit upright. It was an effort that lasted for all of five seconds before realizing something was very wrong with my range of motion. I shifted again, rolling onto my back and angling my head to get a good look at myself, only to damn near swallow my tongue at the sight. "W-what the fuck?!"
Sure, I didn't seem to know jack shit right now, but if there was one other sliver of memory my brain had managed to hold on to, it was the irrefutable fact that I was human... or at least I was supposed to be. That clearly wasn't the case now. The first thing that drew my attention was the four legs stuck in the air, each of the limbs sporting paws with three stubby digits apiece. I attempted to flex what should've been fingers and toes but only succeeded in making the little digits wiggle slightly. The next thing that registered to me was the fur, and dear god was there a lot of it! My entire body seemed to be coated in a thick pelt of rich brown hairs, although I was also aware of the giant ruff around my neck that was closer to a cream color. A bushy tail connected to where my spine should've ended, the same brown except for the creamy tip. Even now I could feel unfamiliar muscles at the bottom of my back twitching and flexing to make the new appendage swish of its own volition.
Regardless of everything else, it was the last little detail that held my attention the most. Out of all the things that could have broken me, it was my genitalia that sealed the deal. I stared blankly at the sheath attached between my legs and the furry balls that accompanied it. I goggled for what was in all likelihood a full minute before a snicker escaped me. It was a little sound at first, but it didn't stop. Instead, it only grew in both volume and intensity until it became full-blown laughter. I knew I should have been having a panic attack or something, and perhaps that's what this reaction was in part, but that didn't take away from just how ridiculous this situation was to me.
"Oh... oh my god," I managed between wheezes, "I'm a fluffy fox thing! Heh, I'm a fluffy fox thing and I—hehe—I have a fluffy fox dick! I can't even—hahahaha—"
I was rolling around on the ground now, clumsily wiping away the tears with my new paw. I didn't even care that I kept bonking it against a short muzzle that wasn't supposed to be there, I was just focusing on trying not to asphyxiate from the laughter. Slowly but surely, it began to die down until I found myself just staring up at the clear blue sky with a dopey grin on my face, though even that faded once reality began to reassert itself. I was lost, suffering from some kind of amnesia, and no longer human. I rolled onto my belly and pushed myself up until I was standing on shaky legs. I tried rising to my hind feet, only to confirm that I was well and truly a quadruped by the way my thighs and pelvis protested the position. Falling back down, I glanced about and took in my surroundings again. Nothing else about the room I was in stood out. The only new information I could parse was that the corridors that led out of the room seemed to go no more than a few yards before cornering off in some direction. Apart from maybe climbing the wall, which was very unlikely to happen as I was now, those two hallways were the only options.
"Damn," I mused to no one, "guess I'm gonna have to get lost. Now let's see... how the hell am I supposed to walk like this?"
It was a good few minutes of trial and error before I found a method of moving my legs that felt right and began stumbling my way toward the exit nearest me. I entered the narrow passageway and went until I came to a ninety-degree turn. As cautiously as I could, I peeked my head around the corner and groaned at what I saw. I rounded the corner and scowled at the little four-way intersection before turning my head to the sky. "Bro, I was just screwing around about the whole 'get lost' thing!"
I wasn't quite sure who I was talking to. Maybe it was just a way for me to cope with the situation I'd suddenly found myself in. Nevertheless, the sky gave no response. With another sigh, I trudged forward to get a better look at the three routes that were being presented. The way straight ahead kept going before coming to a dead-end, which meant that I only had two other choices... unless I decided to turn around. I poked my head into the intersection and looked left, noting that the corridor opened up into another room, but when I turned my head right, I nearly jumped out of my skin.
Another creature stood a few paces away, looking just as startled as I felt. The rodent had a purple coat with a creamy underside, looking in dire need of a bath with how unkempt its fur was. It backed away quickly, showing off its sizeable incisors in a gesture obviously meant to intimidate. And intimidated I was, namely because of how big the rat was compared to my own size. Then again, maybe I was just small, like one of those yappy dogs that rode around in women's purses.
I shook the thought away and returned my attention to the giant rat. Oddly enough, it had seemed to regain its composure from the scare the two of us had shared and was now looking at me intently, seeming more curious than anything. What was I supposed to do now? There were a few possibilities that came to mind, but the only one that made any sense, relatively speaking, was to see if the creature could help me out. Maybe it had an idea of what was going on.
"H-hey," I began, "uh... nice weather today, huh?" I took a moment to gauge the rodent's reaction, but it only tilted its head at me. I raised a paw and awkwardly cleared my throat. "You can... understand me, right? Do you speak English?"
The only answer I got was the rat tilting its head in the opposite direction. Frowning, I tried another approach. "Uh... ¿Hablas español?"
Nothing.
"Whelp, I tried all I'm willing to try, 'cause if you think I'm gonna start grunting and gesturing like some caveman you've got another thi—whoah!"
Without so much as a warning, the giant rat began to approach. I started to back away but the creature matched every step I took with one of its own. Unfortunately, the unfamiliarity with my new mode of locomotion reared its head and I fell backward onto my haunches. The rat pressed its muzzle into the fur on my collar and began to sniff rapidly. Relieved to know that I wasn't in immediate danger of having my head gnawed off, I relaxed some and let the creature do its thing, sniffing me up and down like the wild animal it probably was. It began to move lower and I made a face as it sniffed down my abdomen. I surprised myself with a (totally manly) yip at feeling a schnozz invade the space between my hind legs. The moment its whiskers brushed my crotch, I was back on my feet and resuming my backpedaling. "Okay, you, let's try and not violate people's personal boundaries. I... uh..."
I trailed off, going cross-eyed as my nose began to twitch involuntarily. A peculiar scent had caught my own sniffer and I found myself scenting the air on instinct. It was only then that I realized that along with my new body came a new and improved olfactory organ that I'd been ignoring up until now. With the metaphorical switch flipped, I found myself assaulted by a deluge of smells wafting through the air. I caught the ambient scents of grass and soil around me, but there were several more that I couldn't identify that seemed to criss-cross about the intersection. Were these the scent trails of other creatures? I took a few more whiffs of the air and then felt my stomach drop upon realizing what had caught my attention. As if to affirm my suspicion, the rodent did a one-eighty and lowered its front half to the ground, arching its back to present its, no, her rump.
All of a sudden I was face-to-ass with the rat, transfixed on her tail hole and the waiting snatch just beneath it. She looked back at me with an almost expectant look in those feral red eyes, wiggling her posterior invitingly as the smell of her arousal became even more pronounced. I could almost swear her slit was beginning to leak before my very eyes and, much to my horror, my body seemed to be reacting in kind. I could hear both our hearts picking up pace with my new, more sensitive ears and an all-too-familiar pressure was beginning to build between my legs. I managed to tear my gaze away from the swaying rear in time to sneak a peek below deck and witness the glistening head of a tapered cock emerge from my sheath.
Mortified at the red rocket I was quickly developing, I decided right then and there to put an end to this encounter. "Well," I said, "I'm flattered that you seem to like me, but you see... you're not really my type... or my species. We haven't even gone on a date! So yeah, I'm just gonna... back off in such a way as to not provoke a violent response..."
I continued backing up toward where I'd first come, though it did very little to mitigate the scent of giant, horny rat now permeating the air. Said giant, horny rat slowed the shaking of her fanny and just stared at me, her pupils now dilated. Her curled tail fell a bit, but not before her eyes narrowed in a way that made me feel more than a little unsettled. I made it all the way to the first corner I'd rounded and decided it was best to turn away.
I uh, shouldn't have turned away.
No sooner were my eyes off the creature than my ears swiveled toward a scurrying sound. Glancing back, I saw the rat charging with reckless abandon. I swore and began running myself, trusting to the instinct that came with the sudden fight-or-flight reaction. My four little legs took me across the first room and toward the opposite corridor at a decent speed, but I was still inexperienced at being a quadruped, unlike my pursuer. I could hear her gaining ground on me way too fast and I let out a (still totally manly) yelp when the rodent slammed into me from behind, throwing off my stride and causing me to go rolling along the ground. I came to a rest on my flank in time to see the purple punk dive for me, letting out a battle squeak. I tried scrambling back to my feet but I was far too slow. She collided with my flank just as I was beginning to push myself up, hitting me with far more force than I felt should've been possible. I again went sprawling, this time coming to a rest on my back as my attacker went for me a third time. I instinctively flinched and wrenched my eyes shut, expecting the worst as she jumped on top of me, but was met with only a slight impact as she landed. I felt her paws grip my fur and I opened my eyes.
"W-what the—? Oh hell no!" I cried as I beheld the rat holding on as tightly as she could, trying to position her hindquarters over my semi-erect penis. I began to struggle under her grasp and managed to get my feet beneath her. With a mighty heave, I sent my would-be sexual assaulter skyward. I clambered upright just as she hit the ground and began bounding down the corridor, determined to put as much space between the two of us as possible. The path split into a T-shaped intersection and I only took the time to make sure the path to my right wasn't a dead-end before hurrying ahead. Already I could hear the rat in hot pursuit. If things kept up at this rate I'd have to fight her off again before I knew it. I kept going until I had to take another hard right, I rounded the corner at a full lope, practically kicking off the wall as I turned.
I'm not sure what I did before arriving here that earned me so much bad karma, but if there was a way to reverse it I would gladly try.
Blocking the entrance to yet another room was a second purple rat. Like with the first, the rodent started at my presence as I nearly ran right into it.
"You've gotta be kidding me," I groaned, sliding to a stop. "I'm gonna go out on a limb and assume you can't understand me either, right?"
Again, no response. If there was any consolation, it was that a quick look-see told me that this second rodent was at least male. Hold on a second, that gave me a good idea! My ears twitched again as I heard the first rat round the corner behind me. Thinking fast, I spun around to face the charging creature and waited for her to get close. As she dove for me, I rose to my hind legs and took the full brunt of the hit. In a move that would've made any action movie choreographer proud, I fell with the impact and let the momentum carry me into a backward roll. In a repeat of before, I kicked her off me and redirected all that energy to send her flying right into the second rodent. I finished the roll and landed unsteadily on all four of my feet, spinning around to face both opponents if I had to. Fortunately, it didn't seem as though that were necessary.
I watched on like some filmmaker working on a nature documentary as the female rat began to grind her pelvis onto the flank of the downed male, leaving a wet trail in his fur where her sex pressed into him. Unlike myself, the male seemed only too willing for the invitation. I watched with odd fascination as his own member came out to say hello, and wouldn't you know it, the little guy was a grower. The two wasted no time getting into position. The male climbed to his feet, only to pounce at the eager female as she presented to him. Mounting her like some sire would his bitch, the male rat began thrusting into his new piece of tail like a man on a mission.
I stared on, transfixed at the act. I moved to the side, tilting my head to get a better look. The male's meaty schlong was pistoning in and out of the female like a well-oiled machine, her cunny drooling its juices onto the grass below in tandem to the rhythmic thumping of two furry bodies colliding with one another. I didn't realize how much I was getting into it until I felt my newly-minted foxhood finishing its journey to becoming a full hard-on. I chanced another look between my legs to see my cock now on full display from its sheath. Face growing warm beneath my fur, I decided it was time for me to make my exit. I pressed myself against the wall of the corridor and began to shimmy around the copulating creatures. I frowned at the female who'd given me so much trouble in such little time, sure that she was being pleasured in all the right ways if the lolling tongue was any judge, before locking eyes with the male. I could've sworn that I saw something akin to gratitude in there. I gave a respectful nod and left the two to their own devices, more than certain that they'd be preoccupied for at least a few minutes.
Once past them, I continued down the corridor until I crossed the threshold into the room. It was similar to the one I had woken up in, only a lot smaller. There was yet another exit in the wall adjacent to where I'd entered, but what caught my eye most of all was the giant staircase to nowhere in one of the corners opposite me. There wasn't really much to say about it, they were just a set of stairs carved from what looked like gray stone and, again, appeared to lead to nowhere. They weren't even close enough to the walls to allow me to climb on top of this maze. Still, I had it in my mind to investigate them further once I'd checked out the rest of the room. I walked further in and squinted hard at what lay around me until something else got my attention. I couldn't quite make it out from here but it glinted in the grass not far from the staircase. Head on a swivel, I began to cross the distance to it, stopping about halfway to check behind me. I could still see the two rats going at it in the distance, so that was at least reassuring. I made it the rest of the way and blinked down at what lay in the grass with a raised brow. It was a blue orb maybe half the size of my head, blown from opaque glass. Looking closely I could make out my new foxy features on its surface, my reflection distorted back at me as if I were staring into a funhouse mirror. Along with the staircase and purple rats, it stood out markedly. Maybe it was important somehow?
With an approximation of a shrug, I bent down and gave the thing a little nudge with my nose. Finding nothing amiss, I placed a paw on the surface of the orb. Even with the deadened sense of touch from my paw pads, I could still feel how smooth it was and tell that it had been warmed up from the sun. Otherwise, it seemed rather mundane. Too late I realized that I had neither the opposable thumbs nor the bipedal stance to carry the thing, so if I wanted to keep it I would have to resort to rolling it around wherever I went. As an emotionally immature "fuck you" to the universe, I decided to do just that, giving it a second, stronger nudge that sent it rolling toward the steps that were next on my list of things to check out. It didn't take long for me to grow tired of nudging the orb along, however, so I decided to start sending it further with a gentle kick from a foreleg whenever I reached the orb. The glass didn't seem too brittle and it helped me make better time. My ears flicked at a loud squeak and I turned my head back toward the happy couple in the corridor. I could make out the female having collapsed on the ground from what I presumed was a mind-blowing orgasm. Her partner, however, wasn't having any of it and continued plowing into her even as she lay spent on the ground. Lucky bastard.
I hesitated for a moment. Where had that thought come from? I peeked back at the erection between my legs that had yet to go down and shook my head. I really needed to get out of here.
I made it to the staircase, the orb coming to a stop beside the first step. Trotting ahead, I leaned in and sniffed at the structure, circling around as I did so. It was all on impulse, so I guess that was going to be a thing for the foreseeable future. I found nothing that raised any red flags, though I wasn't sure what even warranted a red flag in the first place. The hunk of masonry looked as though it had been chiseled from one giant block, but barring the random placement, it seemed just as mundane as the orb. Still a bit curious, I reached out a paw and set it on the first step. Seeing as how direct contact with the stone hadn't killed me outright, I decided to up the ante of life-endangering stunts by having a go at using stairs as a quadruped for the first time. I began climbing up, figuring out the optimal way to go up as I took things one literal step at a time. It was at a snail's pace, but I guess slow progress was better than no progress. I'd nearly made it to the halfway point when—
"Holy shit!"
I swore out loud and turned to run. The air had begun to shimmer and ripple around me and I was not prepared for that hocus-pocus. Suffice to say, going down a set of stairs with four legs is a whole lot harder than going up, as evidenced by me tripping and unceremoniously tumbling back down to the ground. I hit the grass with a thump, nearly landing on my orb on the way down. Rising back up, I shook myself off and glanced back up at the not-so-normal staircase.
"Magical stairs, huh?" I remarked, "Makes about as much sense as everything else that's happened to me so far."
I grimaced at the glorified rock for the longest time, to the point that when I turned to the couple in the corridor, I found both parties passed out from what I presumed to be exhaustion. I snorted and returned my attention back to the stairs, having come to the conclusion that if there was any way out of this weird place, it may very well be standing right in front of me. Determined to keep up the pace and figure out just what the hell was going on, I carefully began nudging the glass sphere up the stairs, one step at a time. It wasn't long before I reached the point where the air began to twist around me, but instead of running away, I faced it head-on and continued up at a crawl. The world around me distorted further and further until, with a hissing sound like static, everything went dark and I lost all sensation to the void around me.
A/N:
Welcome to Sensual Mystery Dungeon! I'm not sure if something with a similar premise is already out there, but this is a story I've wanted to try writing for some time. I'm gonna be straight with you guys, though—this is my first time writing either a mystery dungeon fanfic or a story that's so explicit. Oh well, I have to start somewhere.
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