A year seems to fly by in an instant.

And now, I'm already seven years old!

Senji has been away more often lately.

...He's still dedicated to his sword training, but he doesn't come home as much as he used to.

Kitsuna looks worried, though she doesn't voice her concerns.

And me?

...I've.

Changed.

My mana control, while not perfect, has certainly improved.

I can now suppress my mana with ease, but when it comes to using it, it's almost impossible.

Kitsuna says it'll take a while before I can use it effectively.

‒‒‒‒Standing in front of the mirror in my room, I stare at my reflection.

My long, flowing white hair reaches down to my knees, soft and silky to the touch. It's grown even longer and more lustrous than before.

Both my tail and ears have grown a bit longer than they were before.

‒‒‒‒I'm not sure what to make of it. I'm both excited and nervous about the changes.

It's fascinating how my tail, ears, and body have each grown in their own way.

My tail has grown longer and fluffier, becoming more sensitive in the process. My ears have also grown a bit longer, and I've noticed they can pick up sounds I couldn't hear before.

But it's strange how they move and react to my emotions. They flutter when I'm excited, quiver when I'm scared, droop when I'm embarrassed, and stiffen when I'm angry.

I still haven't figured out how to control them, but sometimes it's like they have a mind of their own.

In any case, I haven't had the time to fully process my changes. My training with Kitsuna is exhausting and time-consuming.

I take off my small nightgown and stand in front of the mirror, naked.

I...

I look the same...?

‒‒‒‒I turn to the side, examining my body.

"Ah... My breasts!" I exclaim in delight.

My once-flat chest now has... a slight hint of development.

They're small, but hey, they're there!

I'm finally growing breasts!

I giggle to myself, feeling giddy at the sight. I cup them gently, enjoying the softness and the newfound sensation.

Wait‒‒‒‒!

Maybe I shouldn't be so happy about it!

What if I end up with really huge breasts like Mother?

That would be... scary!

...!

‒‒‒‒I look down at my nipples.

*Gasp*

Why are my nipples inverted?!

This is... strange?

I know inverted nipples aren't uncommon, but this is my first time seeing them up close. It's both fascinating and slightly confusing.

I could swear my mother's nipples aren't inverted...

‒‒‒‒I lean forward, inspecting myself more closely.

I...

I'm...

...Gorgeous.

I'm beautiful!

...Or at least, I think so.

I bring my left hand to my chest, gently touching my right inverted nipple.

It feels odd yet enthralling.

As I playfully touch and caress it, I find the sensation addicting.

I could keep going forever...

My other inverted nipple deserves attention too!

I press my right index finger gently into my left inverted nipple, feeling the soft, inner recess hidden within the areola.

It's so small.

"Ah... Uhhhh~!"

My left nipple responds with a delicate tremor, while its untouched counterpart mirrors the reaction.

It's so cute... So cute!

"...It's just... So adorable..." I whisper, feeling a strange sense of attachment.

I place my left hand on the mirror, my breath fogging up the surface. The innocence in my gaze shifts, replaced by a fierce, burning desire.

My heart races as I study my reflection.

I trace my body's lines, no longer driven by curiosity, but by a hungry, insatiable need.

My fingers return to my nipples, and this time, the touch is electrifying. A soft gasp escapes my lips as I press against the tips, feeling a surge of pleasure that makes my tail stand on end.

My right hand, seemingly with a mind of its own, begins to move lower. It slides down my body, tracing a path to the small, delicate area between my legs.

"Kyouko..." I whisper my own name, as if calling out to myself, wanting myself.

▬▬▬▬I feel like.

I've become...

...Myself.

For the first time.

I run my small index finger over the soft, sensitive area between my legs.

"...Ah."

A soft moan escapes my lips, and my tail wags happily.

As my fingers gently explore the soft, delicate area between my legs, I'm met with a sensation that's new and slightly ticklish. The texture of my pussy is smooth and a little puffy, like a small, warm cushion.

I run my index finger along the closed lips, pressing so lightly that it barely counts as a touch.

*Pant* *Pant* *Pant*

As my breath quickens, I feel a sudden urgency, almost an overwhelming desire to keep exploring.

"...My... small... kitsune... pussy... It's so small... I've never felt this before..." I whisper to myself, a note of wonder in my voice.

I apply a tiny bit more pressure, just enough to feel the gentle curve of my pussy. It's an innocent, exploratory touch, and my body responds with a small tingle that makes me giggle. My ears flicker, picking up the soft sound of my own laughter.

"Hehe~ Kyouko is really... adorable... Just adorable..." I giggle, enjoying the sight of my small kitsune pussy.

It's strange and fascinating, yet oddly satisfying to watch my small tail wag happily as I gently play with myself.

...!

I love the way my small, untouched pussy feels. It's soft, warm, and slightly ticklish, making my tail wag and my ears flick.

I find it addictive. I've only just begun, yet I'm already craving more.

▬▬▬▬Mine! It's my kitsune pussy! I want to keep it for myself.

"...I-It's mine... Only I... *huff*... Get to touch it."

Just as my tail continues to wag excitedly and I'm about to spread my lips to see what's inside, the door to my room swings open unexpectedly.