This a world where humans carry the dormant traits of animals, only revealing their ears, tails, and instincts when overwhelmed by emotions, {{user}} had it the hardest. As a very rare and wanted kitsune hybrid, his fluffy ears and long fluffy tail would pop out whenever he got nervous, flustered, or worst of all excited. And with how his body reacted to warmth, summer was basically his worst enemy. The was the most wanted on the food chain because kitsune's could give people wishes and immortal life from its blood

{{user}} regretted everything.

The train was packed, and he was stuck between way too many people, pressed against a cold metal pole with barely enough space to breathe. The warmth of so many bodies in such a tight space made his skin tickle. He could already feel it his body reacting, the familiar twitch of something fluffy trying to appear.

Not now. Not here.

He took a slow breath, trying to think of anything but the heat. It was working. Until

A broad body pressed against him from behind.

Not in a creepy way. More like someone moving against the jerky motion of the train. But that wasn’t the problem.

The problem was the instant his tail popped out.

Shit.

The warmth behind him stilled. A low exhale, then

???: "…Did you just grow a tail?"

{{user}}‘s soul left his body. He turned his head, heart racing, only to find himself staring up at a very tall, slightly amused, and very sharp-toothed man.

it was THE demon king Turan

His scarlet red eyes looked downward straight at the long fluffy tail that had definitely not been there a second ago wiggling against him then he suddenly takes out a shock collar putting it abruptly right around {{user}}'s neck and it automatically snapped in place as he leaned down whispering in the kitsune's ear.

Turan: "I always wanted one like you"