You’ve got nine

After about a minute you roll to your side. Having a bunch of tails underneath you forces your back to contort in such a way it becomes painful. You then get up and stand next to your bed. As you look behind, you see a series of tails coming out of your lower back. All of them covered in auburn hairs across the length. Only the tips have got white hairs instead.
You try to count your tails by raising them one by one, but every time you try to raise one all of them move.
Doe giggles and scoots over.
“I had that too in the beginning.” She says. “But I only had two tails, so it wasn’t that bad for me.”

From her position on the bed, Doe grabs your tails and lifts them one by one while counting them. She quickly passes six, lifts tails number seven and eight, finally ending at nine.
“Nine tails. Oh my gosh.” Doe says. “Looks like I still have a lot of growth ahead of me.”
“Think I could ever have a tenth tail?” You ask.
“No.” Doe says. “You’re the most powerful mage already. If you get any more powerful you’d be even more powerful than the most powerful.”

You look over at Doe and see her tails flapping excitedly. Between the second and third tail you notice another bump. You place one hand on the bed for stability, reach over with the other and grab the bump above her butt and say, “Five.”
“Oh!” Doe says surprised. “I didn’t even know.”
“Must be a reward for casting the transformation spells this morning.” You deduce.
Leaning over Doe to grab her stumpy fifth tail of course leaves your dick hanging right next to her face. She then playfully holds your dick like you are holding her stump.
“Wanna have a reward for helping me earn my fifth tail?” She asks.
“Not tonight.” You say followed with a yawn. “Let’s do that tomorrow morning instead.”
You join her back in bed. Snuggle with her a bit. Then both of you fall asleep.

That night you have a dream. One about the royal magical artifact, the Globus Imperialis. One of your current projects is to create magical artifacts and this royal artifact is your only clue to do it. When activated it draws magical energy, mana, from around it into itself. The problem is it doesn’t store the magic, it just dissipates it, like a black hole that only eats mana. If only you could make an artifact that could also store mana, then you would be able to surpass your predecessor. The man who created the Globus Imperialis.
In your dream you see a giant version of the artifact staring down at you. It activates and starts sucking the world into itself. Your castle, your people, your lieutenants. You even see Olivia and Mia tumbling through the air and get sucked into the golden globe. The ground and the sky fold up and are eaten as well. Finally it also sucks up Doe, until only you and the giant artifact remain, surrounded by a big black void. Finally, the artifact starts glowing. It keeps shining brighter and brighter until it burns you away. Like you are the only thing denied by it. That is when you wake up.
You gasp and look around you. You are back in your room and Doe is sleeping soundly to your side. You sit up and take a deep breath. You think about the images you just experienced. Oddly, you find it much easier to recount your dream than usual. Could that be because of your new fox nature? The same thing that helped Doe’s meteoric rise in magical studies now helping you recount your dream?
When you put all the images in order, a few of them stand out. The menacing giant artifact. Doe being taken from you. The big black void. But most memorable is when the Globus started glowing. Like it was turning everything it had fed on into light. It almost looked like it turned into a crystal.
“Crystal?” You whisper. Then you look at your hands and whisper again, “Crystalize … ”
You hold your hands up like you are holding an invisible ball and generate some light magic. White mana flows from both your palms and gather in the center. Then, instead of using the mana as fuel for a spell, you command it to turn inward. The more you push it together, the greater the pressure it is put under. At some point you feel like it is about to escape in a burst of energy, but you manage to quickly adjust and prevent it. Once you’ve build up enough pressure the mana starts to solidify and a small crystal the size of a grain of sand is formed.
Behind you Doe wakes up. She sees you on the edge of the bed with a white glow coming from you. You looks over your shoulder and remains silent as she studies what you are doing.
Once the tiny crystal in the center has formed the rest becomes a lot easier. The white mana latches onto the crystal with ease and merges with it. The more mana you add to it, the more the crystal grows. When it is the size of a chicken egg you see if you can shape the crystal. You stretch it out, giving it the shape of a thick icicle. Then you sharpen the edges, making it resemble a crystal and stop fueling it with mana. You hold your hand underneath the crystal and it gently floats down into your open hand.

“What did you do?” Doe asks after your work is done.
“I can’t believe I overlooked it for so long.” You say. “It’s so incredibly simple.”
“What is?” Doe asks.
“Mana doesn’t bind with inorganic matter.” You say as you show Doe the crystal you just made. “That’s why you can’t make an artifact that uses mana. The magic has nothing to latch on to so it just dissipates. I had to make it latch onto itself.”
Doe takes the white crystal and studies it.
“So … this is mana in physical form?” She asks. “Can I use it to fuel spells instead of generating the mana myself?”
“White mana specifically, and yes you can. But when I can embed this into an object, I might be able to finally create a magical artifact even greater than the Globus Imperialis.”
“That’s amazing.” Doe says joyfully.
She then hugs you and says, “Say, has anyone told you that success is really sexy?”
You let yourself fall back onto your bed and say, “If your sexual appetite needs to be fed, feel free to feast on me however you want.”
Doe looks at you lustfully while licking her lips. She quickly lays the mana crystal on your pillow and then slides down your body until her head it right next to your dick. Seeing the foxgirl be so eager for your dick makes you hard very quickly. You see her lick the tip, then wrap her lips around the head and brings her head down. Slurping at your dick as it disappears between her lips.
Doe puts both her hands on your hips and starts moving her head up and down. On the trip to and from the capital she gained a lot of experience in performing blowjobs. Now the only person you believe can match her in this skill is her whore friend, Olivia. She sucks with loud wet slurps and looks into your eyes. It is even better when she moans onto your dick.
After a while she lets your dick slip out her mouth and guides it between her tits. Then, with her boobs on her hands, she squeezes her tits together and starts fucking your dick.
“You like it when your dick is fucking my boobs, right?” She asks lustfully.
“You know it.” You say with a smile.
“Well, I like it when my boobs are fucking your dick.” She replies. “It’s like they’ve caught themselves a victim and are now roughing him up until he gives up his treasure.”
“Ahh, your girls are doing a good job.” You say. “He won’t hold out against your girls much longer.”
Doe mashes her tits together, completely trapping your dick. Only when she pushes her tits down does your tip poke out.
She looks down at your dick and says, “Give it up, honey. You never stood a chance. Give us all your stuff.”
“Oh, I can’t hold it. It’s coming.” You tell the foxgirl.
Doe quickly wraps her lips around your cockhead and circles her tongue around your tip. When you blow your load she closes her eyes and revels in the feeling of your hot sperm flood into her mouth.
When you finish cumming she pulls your dick from her lips, spilling not even a drop of sperm. Then she raises her chin and you see her swallow.
You pet her head between her ears and says, “I’m looking forward to our honeymoon.”