Possibly the second written TF for the sixth gen pokemon starters, the first being a Chespin-focused TF for a user on DA. Now that I look, I think this is the first written TF for Fennekin.

I know that it's quite short for this, but I was debating on weather or not to add to the ending. If you guys like, I could add to it to show what happens after. For now, enjoy the TF one-shot.

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I just laid on my bed, looking up at the white-painted ceiling bored out of my mind. I knew that I had stuff that could occupy me for the time being, but only for so long. A sigh came from me, mostly of boredom, looking around my room. When my gaze fell onto the small pet bed, I held back a small tear of a cat that I and my family used to have. It died a week ago from a careless driver on the neighborhoods street, not bothering to slow down or even swerve out of its way. I missed that cat dearly, wishing that event never happened only for the reality of it not coming back to life to rear its ugly head.

Another sigh came out to me, rolling to have my back facing the bed, though I pulled the beds blanket over me. Personally, I wished that we could get another pet just like the cat, mainly so it could help ease the pain of the loss.

Little did I know that it would be coming true.

After a few minutes, I started to feel a form of heat. Not like staying under something warm for too long, like… … …what is it… …an inner fire. Yeah, that. But it wasn't like those cliché movies of a warrior flame or something like that, rather a small fire building up inside me. I pulled the blanket off of me, holding a hand to my chest, feeling something really building up inside of me. It soon got to the point to where I felt my lungs being moved, but soon after that, the building stopped.

"What the…?" I started to ask, only to let out a sneeze. When I did release it, I felt something like standing in front of a bonfire in front of me. Opening my eyes, I jumped at the sight of flames fading in mid-air.

"The hell…? Did…I just breathe fire…?" I questioned, only to get a small tingling feeling, starting around my face.

I reached up to feel, only to stop when I felt what I could guess was fur. Getting up off the bed, I walked over to the mirror in my room, only to freeze at what I was seeing; There was white fur growing on the lower half of my face, with cream fur on the upper half. My nose was turning black, and when I felt it, it was moist to the touch. When I lowered my hand, I winced as I could feel my face pulling out a bit into a short snout, growing a bit fearful of what was happening to me.

The fur spread over my head, my ears moving to the top of my head and growing, forming a small point as red fur grew in them. It tickled to say the least, feeling that fur growing in my ears, but I held back the laughter, trying to figure out what was going on. Feeling the sides of my face, I could feel tufts of the white fur pulling out at around my cheeks, able to see such through the mirror.

I could only watch as the fur spread down my neck and onto my body, though I noticed something else; I was shrinking in size, earning a meep when my jeans slipped to the floor due to being too loose. My shirt followed shortly after, slipping around me as I practically shrank withing my clothing, body almost fully covered in cream fur. When the shrinking did stop, I could only guess that I was probably a foot or a foot and a half in size, trying to get out of the now-giant shirt I was in.

Before I could do so, I heard audible snaps, making me yelp as I found it impossible to stand on my legs now, forcing me onto all-fours. I looked back as I saw that my legs were now like that of a quadruped, meaning I had to walk on all-fours now. It was then that I noticed that my hands and feet were becoming like rounded, small paws, able to feel the tiny pads of skin underneath them. Slowly standing, I wobbled to straighten myself, not feeling or noticing a tail growing from my lower back. It was until I noticed a weight that I did look back, seeing a bushy tail, cream with a red tip.

"Fennekin ne?" "How did this happen?" I asked myself, only to yelp in surprise at what I said. "Fen?! Fennekin!" "Huh?! My voice!"

I went into a state of panic after such, stumbling around as I tried to run on all fours, trying to figure out how to change back and how my family will react. I did this for hours, flopping onto my side exhausted. I needed to sleep, hopefully waking up from this nightmare. Lifting my head, I looked to my giant bed, shaking my head as I knew I wouldn't make it up there. It was then that I looked to the cat bed, a tear coming from me as I didn't hold it back, sighing as I knew that it would have to be my bed for now.

Slowly standing, I carefully made my way to it, trying to prevent myself from falling over due to balancing issues. After a bit, I managed to climb in, laying down curled up. I'll admit that it was pretty comfy due to what I was, smiling a small bit as I drifted to sleep soon after.