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The Travelling Apprentice: Vix-Pop

"Well, time to be up for another show," a foxy lady, literally, said as she walked across her clothes filled room, wearing the baggy clothes of a man. Her outfit was a recurring nuisance, she had to hold onto her pants for modesty and at times it caused her to itch. So far she refused to buy female underwear publically, mainly because of the shame of going by herself to a lingerie or a store and walking out with a fitting outfit since she couldn't go there, all furry, and just buy it and shopping online seemed to be something she kept procrastinating.

Of course, the other options would be to go there as Victor and buy it, claiming it was for his girlfriend…

"When I think about it, it's just silly," she reminded herself "I mean, I run a web show where I'm asked to do things for small money and praises. Heck, I've even started to model online for artists. I should be able to buy some clothes without a problem," she rolled her eyes. She reminded herself of writing that down.

She began logging back to her lifestream account. As she placed the post it note on the computer, she let out a gasp as she saw the post it note that was already there "drat I forgot it was tonight," she sighed

It's been quite some times since Victor discovered for first time the drink that made his lonely nights into a popular yet fun show. Part of her time as Vic would be only while other times it would be just messing around and chilling. The fizzy liquid tended to feel like… how he would put it? Catnip for foxes. Once he had it he just didn't want to leave it entirely behind. The wizard was kind enough to grant him a card with his number. After signing a small contract that legally labeled him as 'voluntary for the magic community' (thing that, as Damon put it, wouldn't get him into trouble with the authorities), they stayed in touch and whenever Victor needed, Damon would teleport a box of bottles when he needed it, in exchange all he had to do was agree to keep testing them for a year and report if something was off.

Victor's show audience grew at an incredible rate, people loved her exotic figure, how real she looked and some people in pro of furries tagged along and became viewers of her show. During her show she did what she could, she improvised, she either talked with them, did things she got asked to do or sometimes she would just talk about something, share her views so she wasn't regarded as a naïve airhead.

The things she talked or chatted about weren't things out of the ordinary. She got constantly asked about her appearance and she always tried to deflect the subject, some theorized that it was a costume, others just assumed she was the real thing, at first they even thought it a 3d animation. But as show progress, the viewers began to take it back and believe it was either an elaborated costume or they were seeing a real anthro vixen. The former opinion got diminished as Victor got himself… or herself a new HD webcam.

As to the things she got asked to do. She tended to refuse half of the offers because of the nature of the requests or a matter of time. The vix-pop, would usually last 2 hours before reverting the changes, so Vic had to improvise a program and establish priority every night. It wasn't much of a big issue and kinda helped her work on her organization skills, and boy she needed them. The internet was a fun place, she got to meet many people all over the world. From the comic book artist Daffyd, to the cookie aussie, Matthew.  They were all interesting folk whom she managed to get in touch every now and then. Heck, she even got asked to pose for a picture for a random artist, which brought her back to the current situation.

"Alright, I can do this, just 45 minutes of show, and 45 minutes of posing, how much could a person need?" she wondered, guessing it wasn't much. She cleared her throat and relaxed herself before she opened her stream channel

"Hi hi, this is Vic the Vixen up for another evening of fun!" She said with a smile "Mmm, I see we have a pretty large audience, 89 viewers so far. Oh boy, I'm gonna have trouble reading the chat log…" She said giving them a cute look. There was a mirror behind the camera, which allowed her to monitor her actions and reactions. "Unfortunately, today I promised a friend I was gonna pose later for a pic." And scanned the chatbox for the reactions.

<Wat? A pick?>

<She meant picture>

<D'oh>

<Lucky you,>

<Oh, lucky you although I hope the make ups doesnt wear off,> said one of the few that still believed she was just using cosmetic props.

<Dude, there's no way tats a costume,> defended another.

<You saying she's a real furry?> said another. Vic let out a giggle, the debate began all of the sudden, and usually that would take place once every couple of shows. A discussion would start about whether if she was real or not and she would get asked to do something to prove it was a costume. Almost all the times she complied.  This time, the one that claimed it was a costume asked her to:

<Show us your muzzle, Vix, if that isn't much of a problem, there has to be a seam there>

She smirked "Oh, ok" she said innocently, picking the webcam and having it zoom into the camera. The newest model she bought was capable of seeing each hair and whisker on her as well as her black lips, but no seam was there. "Happy, now?" She said in her happily 'i-told-you-so' tone of voice.

Things went on for a while, some people discussed while Vic was asked to stand, pose or just chatting. That was until she saw a post that annoyed her.

<You guys are so gullible, that's obviously a guy using photoshop techniques or just a program.>

She's dealt with trolls before. Every now and then someone would come over and spam, which she would promptly kick. Some of them dropped by accident and upon seeing her they usually just wrote words like 'weird', 'creepy' or furry' before leaving the room. Like if she cared.

"What do you mean a program?" she asked, giving the camera a pout "Me? A guy?" She said, a part of her worried about getting exposed. She was glad when many of the viewers defended them.

<Do you really think there are girls that look like foxes in real life? Please, that's just some fag using a program to get dates and laid. Who knows how many have fallen into the trap> said the user, 'Grandwolf1'.

<Jerk, if you don't like it then get out> said one of the viewers

<Hey, im trying to help you morons not to get fooled. By some transvesite> 'Grandwolf1' replied

That kinda bothered Vic, her ears back against her head defensively "Ok ok. Everyone here is entitled to  n opinion" She said, taking a more diplomatic approach. "But, seriously, you have to treat people with respect in my room."

The dispute went on for a while. The annoying troll wouldn't listen to her and kept trying to refute the viewers with half-assed comments. Saying things like the fact that most things watched are fake or made with CG graphics. It went on to the point where one of the regulars challenged the troll.

<Oh really? If it's that easy to pull off then why don't you do it?>

<I dont need to proof anythin gto you,> 'Grandwolf1' replied.

<Then your opinion has no base,> he retorted.

There was a small pause, something odd to happen in a chatbox with over 90 people participating. Even vix was observing, an amused laugh escaped her lips.

<Fine, if you wanna know,  I just got a call from a friend that can make it work, I'll show you how HE did it> He said. Vix was kinda worried, she never expected someone actually accusing her of being a guy. He just hoped he didn't know at all.

And just like that he left. She let out a sigh, not happy how it turned out, but glad it was all ok-ish. Checking the time on the computer she gasped. She was late for the private session with the artist.

"Well, that troll certainly is in quite a pickle, but I'm not worried," she said "Unfortunately, guys, I have to leave as well, I have a special session reserved, but I'll to be on Thursday. This is Vic, saying see ya next time!" she bid farewell as she turned off the stream, and entered a more private account.

Yeah, she had to create a new account for private matters as well as a second e-mail account. At first it was hard to manage as some perverts began sending her date proposals, pictures of them naked or wearing furry suits. She eventually learned who was trying to befriend her and who was trying to get something else from her. Yet she still kept her real identity a secret, though. Even from her best online friends, until she was sure she could trust them.

She stopped herself from letting her mind wander as the page loaded and she saw the viewer that requested her to pose was already in the room <Sorry for the delay,> she typed.

<It's ok, I just arrived anyway,> he replied.

By that time she was already getting her room in order. She was actually glad she was getting paid, half in advance to just pose. Apparently there was a whole community online that would love to see her. As flattered as she felt she wasn't sure if she wanted to. <So, how do I do this? It's my first time,> she had spent some time researching the artist's background, to make sure there was no hidden intention, so she was almost sure she could trust him.

<No issues, just get into a pose. And please, if it's not much of a problem, could you pose with an outfit that's not tomboy-ish?> He asked. That was something that made Vic curse for not going shopping earlier that day after her job.

"Um, sure, just give me a second," she said turning off the camera and quickly looking around for something she could wear. In her closet, the only option were outfits that were unisex at its best, but the artist wanted something feminine, from what it seemed. "Something to put on…" she then got an idea and immediately stripped down and jumped on her bed, which was just in front of the computer. She wrapped herself in her bedsheets, making sure she covered her body well enough but also allowed parts of her to be seen as well.

She gulped, not believing she was actually doing this. Taking a deep breath Vic went back into character as she reached with her pawed hand to the computer and reactivated the stream "is this ok?" She asked to the artist.

<Wo Woah> The artist wrote, probably reflecting his current surprise <Really well. Now, get into a pose. Whichever results more comfortable to you> He added.

Vic nodded and sat on the bed, lying on her side, facing the computer. The fabric would drape around her chest and hip area. She would rather not pose nude for a web portrait, trying not to make her show into porn.

And so the artist began to sketch her. Vic had a window, showing the stream of the artist so she could see what he was doing. It was rather pleasing to see a picture of oneself taking shape before her eyes, even if it wasn't the form he would usually see while out. It went along for a couple of minutes before she noticed how boring it was to just stay there immobile. The artist would sketch quickly and have her change into a better pose. She began to count the minutes or just stare at the screen and letting her mind wonder, beginning to thinking on her daily activities, about what else could Damon do. If there would be a side effect from all the drink, she even caught herself thinking 'Are my boobs that big?' as she glanced at the work in progress.

After minutes of posing, and noticing the 5th picture was still halfway to be done, she noticed something odd. There was a tingle going down her body that puzzled her "That's odd, I only feel this when… crap," she thought, swiftly getting off the bed and looking under it, out of the webcam's range. She lost track of time and last thing she wanted was to reveal her real self to somebody else.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The artist said in his stream to Vic.

"Um, I just want to take a break," she said hastily as she reached down under her bed. She could feel her tail pop as it began to shrink while her breasts slowly began to shrink slowly in size. Usually, that kind of changes felt unique and oddly enjoyable, but this wasn't the time "Come on, come on," she muttered pulling out the box with the potions, all the bottles were empty and as a result she would inevitably change back. "Fuck," She muttered as she felt something swell and drop down there. She… He quickly moved towards the computer without getting seen and picked the mouse just as his hand shifted back and quickly turned the stream off.

The reversal of the changes was usually quicker than transformation, so in a matter of minutes Victor sat on the chair. "That was close" he said, letting out a long sigh to calm himself down before watching the posts of the artists. He was worried and kinda pissed of by the interruption.

<What was that?> <Is everything ok?> <Vic?> He wrote in Vic's room.

<Nothing, I just remembered I had an important matter to attend to> He typed, thankful it was easy to fake being a woman on the internet (thing he'd rather not admit).

<Oh, so we're calling it quits for now?> he asked.

<I guess so. Im so sorry DX,> he typed.

<No, issue, We'll schedule another time.> The artist said as he proceeded to explain the people in his chatroom that he was stopping by then. To Victor's dismay, noticed the same troll, from before, 'Grandwolf1', was in his room, trying to point out what details were anatomically incorrect.

<Her jaw is too round, it should be squarer,> <Her ears aren't anatomically correct, she seems a bit too cartoonish,> <She isn't real you dweebs,> were among his famous comments, some of the viewers already had it with that user and just ignored him. The artists seemed to be away as he didn't kicked him.

"I hope someone teaches him some manners," Victor muttered as he typed <Jerk> as a reply before picking up his phone and Damon's card, preparing to order more bottles of Vix-Pop.

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"'It's so fake'. 'She isn't real you dweebs'. When are those trolls gonna learn" Eric, a young man, about his mid 20's said with a frustrated tone. He pulled off his glasses and rubbed his forehead in annoyance, brushing his black hair aside as he looked away from his 2 screened computers, one for the private streaming, and the other one streaming his sketches in Gimp.

Eric set aside the pen on his sketching tablet. He managed to sketch 4 full pictures and got one halfway done, pretty much pleased of his job, despite being a novice, although she still owed him a couple more poses. He stretched and looked at the comment box "Mmm…" He said, noticing Vic answered to that 'Grandwolf1' with the word 'Jerk' before "I hope he isn't stalking her" muttered, he had been in Vic's stream before going to the private modeling session. He's seen that kind of attitude before, and being rather… resourceful. He let that kind of things pass, knowing the evildoers would soon get bored and quit it. But if 'Grandwolf1' tried to mess with his investment, and probably potential muse, Eric would have to step in.

He wasn't sure what caused her sudden departure but guessed it was probably some relevant matter, and he perfectly understood it. He knew that anthropomorphic creatures were almost impossible to see outside of the magical streets, even less showing off their form online. Then again, it wasn't his business, he just paid her to keep a pose to allow her to sketch him and protect his investment.

The truth is, Eric belongs to the magical community. He's more known as a technowizard. The rare kind of magic wielder that got intrigued by the advances of the non-magical community such as the harnessing of electricity without the use of wands, the development of non magical carriages, a.k.a. cars, most importantly, the creation of the semi-limitless information and connecting resource known as the internet. He himself grew kind of fond with the latter and spent some time researching it and magic.

He reached for the side and grabbed his Amazon Kindle and watched as a list of spells, notes and diagrams appeared. 'His own modern spell book', as he called it, was rather helpful when he needed to review something while out and didn't feel like carrying a shrunken spell book.

"Let's see, I guess it's a perfect time to try spell 67: "Glyph encryption and efficiency" he said rather amused.

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Time passed and things went back to normal for Victor. He received a new batch after a phone conversation with Damon. He kept his routine stable. He worked in the mornings, went to college in the afternoons and in the nights Vic came out for her show when he had free time. Being the proficient person he was, the vixen usually came out most of the nights.

'Grandwolf1' had shut up and allowed Vic to keep up with her show, amusing herself every night. He was beginning to realize he enjoyed playing around as a vixen, and having people watch her do that, just gave her a sense of company when they weren't asking her to strip. Already having settled things up with the artist for another time to complete the session, he was looking forward to see the finished pictures online.  

One day, during the show, Vic noticed 'Grandwolf1' entered the chat room. Vic's ears instinctively laid low, getting ready for whatever comment he was gonna make. But he just wrote.

<IM GONNA UNVEIL THIS TRAVESTY AND SHOW HOW HE'S FOOLING YOU ALL. COME TO MY CHANNEL ON FRIDAY 21:00 EDT. EVERYONE IS WELCOME> He typed in block capital letters. A message of that sort is hard to ignore, and then left without giving her time to react.

Vic rolled her eyes annoyed, he wasn't gonna leave her alone until proving he was right. All she could do now it was ignore those obnoxious comments. Every 10 minutes he dropped again and spammed the same message, just in case some late visitors missed it. To Vic, that was the drop that spilled the water, getting her too annoyed she lost the will to continue the show that day. Many people were worried as she departed.

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Victor sighed as he arrived to his place on Friday, throwing his backpack on the bed, pretty much aware 'Grandwolf1's show was that evening, he couldn't care less about his accusations, he had already accepted that what happened to him was something magical, literary, making her pretty sure he was just gonna make a fool of himself, that was the small consolation that it gave her. Probably after his stream tonight he would stop trolling Vic's show.

"Let's see what he figured out" He muttered as he typed 'Grandwolf1's stream account using the account he used to have before getting the Vix-pop. Apparently, half of the viewers of Vic's show were here, most of which wanted to shut up the jerk.

"Glad to know Vic has friends" he smiled as he reached down to the box to grab a bottle, just in case.

Eventually, it was 21:00, the set time for the show. The online screen went from the off line to depicting a young man with short messy hair. He seemed like just graduated kid from high school. He did remind Victor of some geeky arrogant prick. He was standing in front of what seemed to be a blue curtain, something that made it obvious to those who know a thing about movies, what he was about to attempt.

"Good evening, viewers." He said in a reasonable tone "I've been watching around how some people come to stream to make fun, do services and even teach the viewers. But Im here tonight in my first broadcast to explain how some users take advantage of the ignorance of some of the viewers. I've been through this for a while but the worst offender up until now is this woman… or should I say man" He said pulling out a printed out screenshot of Vic.

Victor frowned as he kept going. "This user came over last night and out of nowhere and became instantly one of the popular ones, in terms of followers, with over 100 different viewers on the streams, and many more watching her already done shows. It's even ridiculous to the point she's getting cash online just to pose. How laughable. It's like paying for someone to teach you to look at a good website and nothing else."


"Most of those believe that what they're watching is real, some furry person that resembles a fox, including a moving tail and ears. That is just dumb. Others claimed it was solely an elaborated costume. Now they're closer to the truth, but not as close. What that guy, Vic<3Vix uses is a combination of Hollywood 'magic' and full body costume."

He leaned forward and typed a couple of thing on his computer "I've gotten many fan mails defending the furry freak, most of them keeping up the same asinine arguments. But I'll show you how this is actually done" he said gesturing at the blue curtain behind him "As you've seen, I've prepared a small presentation on how "Vic" did it. Most of you know the effects of a blue curtain in movies right? The users can use programs to replace them on the go. I had to ask for a couple of favors for the software and the programming but I did it"

He moved forth again and tapped a key on his computer. Suddenly the blue screen behind him shifted into a forest, that seemed to be taken from a photograph "With this, Vic or whoever he really is, she can make us all think she's anywhere she wants us to think. Space" he tapped the key again, switching the scenery to the moon. "Under the sea" he tapped again to get an Atlantis like background "Or back to my room" he said turning it into a common living room view, a bit fake but the idea was understandable. He made a pause to look at the chatbox.

"Heh, 'this has nothing to do with Vic'. Think about it" He scoffed as he typed something on the computer while explaining more "If I can alter the background I can make it look so I have a tail, just like Vic did," he pressed enter again, as a wagging tail was added as part of the background while a couple of ears appeared on his head "This is what vixen did, of course, to a major over the top scale"

Victor blinked in surprised, but still none of the viewers seemed convinced by the visual effects. And began texting things like <This is still not good enough> <Just a tail and ears?> <Vic's uniqueness aren't just her tail and ears, but her entire self. How do you think she did it> one of them chastised making Victor's inner vixen happy.

"Dumbasses, don't you see? This is the base he used. I could've worked a bit more on the details" He said, reaching up to scratch his ear, sounding really annoyed "But I just didn't have the time, Imagine that, but more detailed and all over my body… no she used an special same color suit to pull out the effect… hey, first of, you can swear on the internet, no need to censor it, and I'm calling you a dumbass because you aren't trying to understand." He defended.

Victor was already amused by that. He was glad that none of his viewers bought the excuse. On the downside, it seemed that 'Grandwolf1' was still gonna keep trolling and stalking Vic's show as his plan failed poorly. By this point people were beginning to drop out until no more than 5 remained while he kept on ranting… Victor stopped his thoughts, staring at the screen as something began seem off. Narrowing his eyesight, he focused on 'Grandwolf1's ears, not the digital ones but his original pair. They were now sticking out of his hair, looking rather pointy as well as… red?

"Something is wrong," he muttered. None of the other three viewers seemed to comment on that sight. The ears kept growing and twitching while the guy kept on ranting, soon they were two pairs of ears and only one of those seemed actually real.  

Wasn't it for his lack of sympathy for the guy he would've posted something pointing out the new additions. Things became more alarming as there was a loud rip followed by a yelp from 'Grandwolf1' interrupting his speech "What the hell?" he asked looking around but not spinning on the chair to give the viewers a better look.

"Oh god, that can't be what I think it is… right?" Victor asked himself as suddenly 'Grandwolf1' had two tails waving, one of them belonging to the background.

<Looking good> One of the viewers, 'Allmonthy' typed, seemingly amused. To Victor it was still something hard to believe. The tail wasn't the only change, fur was beginning to grow on the guy as he tried to tug his tail, confirming the painful way it was real.

"This can't be happening, this cant…" he said as his voice cracked yet full of disbelief. He thought it was in fear, but in reality Victor recognized those subtle pitch changes. Fur began growing on his body could be seen, in patches on his hands, neck and face. He was still in utter shock as he stood up to go check on the mirror walking out of the camera.

A couple of minutes later a girly shriek was heard, followed by "Shit! It can't real! It can't.." Every viewer heard her yell in a girl's voice as he returned back to the screen, shaking in fright. Victor just stared flabbergasted at 'Grandwolf1'. His body, from head to toe, was now covered in a soft pelt of red, white and black fur in the patter on of a vixen. Not only that, but it was evident that his gender was shifting as well his arms were daintier now while his hair was no growing longer, there was a certain difference in the fox's alien facial structure that made her distinctively feminine, and, even more noticeable, were the changes on his figure, even through the baggier clothes Victor could see the shift's he himself have experienced several times in the last weeks. While the waist was loose it was obvious the chest area was really snug against his body and his hips were slowly growing to the point.

Victor would normally wince if he hadn't experienced the transformation as vixen first handedly. He wasn't surprised, more like amusing as he heard 'Grandwolf1's seemingly go hysteric. "Serves him right for trolling me" He said, he did wonder how something like that happened to him, but then again, it was probably the doing of another wizard, and hopefully it wouldn't be permanent. No, this was his time to enjoy the victory over a troll that was learning his lesson.

'Grandwolf1' was now panting alarmed wincing as her face began pushing out. As a reflex she covered her face and doubled over, trying to impede its growth only to have it would cause more pain. "Shit make it stop!" she cried as her changed completed leaving her there, in silence, in the place of an obnoxious boy stood a sexy blonde vixen, tears were in her eyes, staring at the screen where she could see her camera, in shock. "I-I can't…" she said reaching up to prod her new "Oh my god it's! Real! I'm really a fox!" she said checking her body, inspecting her fangs and running her hands down her figure. Everyone could see her shudder as she did. It was then that she noticed the camera was still streaming. Giving the viewers a frown "Perverts!" she said turning it offline.

Victor kept laughing for a while, having enjoyed the show, he felt his spirits were back up. Glancing at the clock he smirked "it's still early for a late night show" he said grabbing one of the round vix-pop bottles and drinking it.

---

"What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do?" muttered former man known online as 'Grandwolf1'. "How did this happen?" she asked pacing around her room restlessly. She walked around, stopping at the mirror, probing a part on her body, then returning to the mirror and repeating the process ever since she locked the door to her room until she got tired and fell on her bed, considering  who or how this happen, only person came to mind, Vic. She was a real fox, and now she was one.

Not sure what the connection was to the possible 'how'. "It's crazy… but, there's no other way" She said sitting back on her computer and opening her mail. "Magic, it's the only stupid reason I can come up with…" she muttered as she opened an ominous mail she got earlier. It said it was auto sent, yet it evidently wasn't. Someone hacked his account? He couldn't be sure, but upon opening it he saw a bunch of weird scripts, words written in a font that could probably belong to ancient languages. She thought it was junk mail and skipped it. But looking at it again, she scrolled to find something she missed before. A message:

"You'll learn your lesson, mind your own business and pesters those who actually try to ruin and hurt others. Try to shoot down someone like Vic and you'll hear for me, don't even try creating another account, it won't work. Don't worry. You'll shift back when the sun rises. Yours sincerely, a viewer"

'Grandwolf1's heart sank in shock, staring at the letters that began to fade from the mail after being read. She tried to reload the document to read it again, but no matter how many times she hit F5, the letters wouldn't appear again. She just stared in shock. "I'm never getting into Vic's bad side again."

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<Haha, nice work, huh?> the user, Ericmeister, typed in a private chat conversation <It's still experimental but I think it worked pretty well this time>

<It was a nice trick, I'll hand you that, but you got lucky he opened the mail before the show> 'Allmonthy' said.

<I don't know, I think it was still pretty perfect> The third user commented, 'DeDamon'

<It's because he's the 6th subject that received the mail. Muahaha> 'Ericmeister' typed.

<And who were the previous five?>

<Me…> Admitted 'Allmonthy'

<Lol, funny> DeDamon said

<:p> Ericmeister typed.

<Neat, I could use some of that type of thing>
Here's a small aftermath done for Victor's story. the idea i was suggested was: what would happen if there was a troll in his situation, which has forced me to slightly expand the universe.

The picture referred in the story is here: [link]

Special thanks for Daffyd 'KillerFish' Wagstaff and squato for the picture and idea.

As always comments are appreciated. This one was proofread by me so i apologize for the errors one may find.

Previously --- [link]
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Hey MaLAgua, i'm new here and my english is far from being perfect, but i liked of this story and it's first part and i would like to read a sequel of it.