Chương 334: The Big Tail Calls You

Roland Group Church.

In the spacious and luxurious office, Roland was happily playing with the fox's tail.

Under her conscious control, the fluffy tail could vary in length, and could even magically explode into a cloud of magical mist before disappearing without a trace.

Alice and Rene, two little girls, sat obediently side by side on the sofa, eliciting gasps of amazement from the audience.

"Wow, Sister Roland, your tail is gone!"

Roland slightly lifted the back of her shirt, pressed her fingers near her tailbone, and only felt a smooth, flat patch of skin.

More than half a year has passed since January of this year, and she has finally accumulated enough faith points to activate the [Golden Fox Transformation Technique].

It would have been better if it hadn't been activated. Once the skill was activated, Roland discovered a whole new world.

The true [Golden Fox Transformation Technique] does not only support transformation into a yellow fox, but allows Roland to switch fox breeds at will.

As long as the fox's bloodline rarity does not exceed that of the Golden Fox Royal Family, Roland can transform into any of them.

Switching species only requires a portion of magic power, 91 faith points, and enduring the thrill of tails and ears popping out, which is essentially equivalent to zero cost.

Roland looked at the skill descriptions on the system panel and couldn't stop smiling. She didn't feel bad about spending more than two million faith points.

"This isn't some kind of Golden Fox Transformation Technique; it's clearly the Ever-Changing Fox Spirit!"

"With so many options, if this were in an online game, it would probably have to be sold as a dozen or more skins."

She was completely immersed in the novelty of the new thing, so she simply turned her head to look at the two little girls on the sofa.

"Rene, Alice, what breed of fox do you like?"

"I'm... I'm really powerful now, I can conjure up anything you want."

Upon hearing this, Alice, who came from a humble background, didn't react at first, but Renee, who was standing next to her, exclaimed in shock, her big eyes wide open as if her eyeballs were about to pop out.

"Miss Roland, oh... can we change the variety of this one?!"

"This is not magic."

Even with Rene's centuries of experience, her mind went blank when she saw Roland's tail disappear.

Now, when they hear that they can switch between different varieties, their expressions are like they've seen a ghost—it's both cute and funny.

When Roland turned around, she almost burst out laughing at Renee's antics.

Renee usually seems too precocious; it's only at times like this that she acts like a little kid.

"How can this not be magic? How can wondrous magic be something so inconvenient?"

"How about this, since it's so hot right now, I'll transform into an Ice Fox for you, so you can cool off when you go out."

Looking through the French windows at the scorching summer sun outside, Roland decided to make a decision for the two little ones, sticking her bottom up and starting to cast a spell.

The stimulation from the long tail came from her tailbone, and Roland's face turned slightly red. Her round and plump buttocks swayed from side to side unconsciously.

At this moment, with his back to Renee, his two alluring buttocks appeared to be tap dancing in Renee's view, exuding an irresistible charm.

Renee immediately lost her composure, her breathing quickened, and her eyes automatically locked onto the slightly exposed cleft of Roland's buttocks, wishing she could tear Roland's short skirt off with her gaze.

"Miss Roland is seducing me!"

"Seduce me!"

Roland had been busy with work recently, and it had been a while since she and Roland had been able to spend much time together.

Not only had I not been able to visit Roland Ranch for a long time, but we also slept together less often at night (actually, Vina was monopolizing us), and I felt very depressed at this moment.

Faced with a pair of enormous buttocks in front of her, the black-haired little girl felt her mouth go dry. She rolled over and lay on the sofa, stretching her neck and trying to get closer to Roland.

Roland didn't pay attention to the distance either, and at this moment, it was just right for Renee to stretch her neck and get close to the top of her tailbone.

Renee simply took a deep breath, and in the sweltering summer heat, the damp, alluring fragrance of her voluptuous body, trapped within her skirt, filled her entire nasal cavity.

The intense hormones bypassed Xiao Fu's brain and attacked him directly, causing the soul of the great sage who had been single for hundreds of years to howl.

"Too, too, too upright!"

Renee's shouts immediately alerted Roland.

Roland turned her head and saw that the little black-haired girl had somehow gotten close to her from behind, her face as red as a boiled tomato.

The skill had finished casting, and a feeling of something about to burst forth was rapidly building up, heading straight for Renee's face.

She cried out in alarm.

"Hey, Renee, why are you leaning over here?"

"Get away from me! My tail, my tail is going to grow out!"

Accompanied by a long, off-key note, Roland's body exploded with magical dust like smoke bombs, and a large, fluffy white tail burst from the ground, slapping directly at Renee's face.

"Ouch, Miss Roland, you hit me again!"

The species that has been changed this time, like the Golden Fox, is also an extraordinary race, hence its tail has incredible strength.

The sound of air being cut was heard as the projectiles were launched, and Renee screamed immediately upon being hit.

The little black-haired girl cried out in pain, covered her face, and fell onto the sofa, rolling around in agony.

She rolled around on the ground, feeling wronged inside.

Why does she keep getting slapped in the face by the long, thin object in Miss Roland's skirt? This isn't some weird plot from a fantasy novel, so why are there so many coincidences?

Seeing Renee in pain, Roland didn't bother to examine the new fox tail. She quickly walked a few steps to the sofa and picked up little Renee.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

"Honestly, Renee, why are you in such a hurry? You suddenly brought your face close to mine. It's not like I won't let you touch my tail."

Roland was also worried that the little one would cry, so she gently twisted her hips and her big tail, which was still emitting cold air, immediately burrowed into Renee's arms and covered her little face that had been slapped red.

"Come here, let me touch your frozen tail. It's perfect for putting on your face as a cold compress."

Renee felt a slight coolness on her face and stepped back to take a look.

Only then did I realize that Roland had really transformed into a different breed of fox-eared girl. At this moment, her fox tail was even more fluffy, and her fur was long and thick, clearly tailor-made for the polar environment.

The fox ears on its head, with their longer fur, look like plush toys, and their soft, warm glow is very appealing.

Interestingly, at this moment, Roland's fox tail, due to its frost properties, was constantly releasing cold air in all directions.

In the sweltering summer, what could be more captivating to a little girl's heart than a cool, plush pillow?

of course not.

Little Alice immediately jumped off the sofa and went to Roland's feet.

"Sister Roland, I want to play with your big tail too~" The two little guys rubbed each other for almost half an hour, listening to Roland tell a bunch of nonsense about sewing, while enjoying their frost pillows on their super long tails, looking like they were floating on air.

Thanks to the generous environment provided by the group, Renee and Alice developed very well. Their faces, which had been thin due to lack of food and clothing, had become round and cute.

And perhaps because of the magic of this other world, the little guys are incredibly good-looking, like anime characters that jumped right out of a two-dimensional world.

When Roland strokes her hair, she makes a purring sound like a kitten.

However, the leisurely time did not last long.

The succubus maid, who was on duty on the third floor in place of Nightingale, knocked on the door and entered after receiving Roland's permission.

"Miss Roland... um."

The succubus maid was about to speak when she froze, her gaze fixed intently on Roland's extra-long white tail.

The color, the size, the length.

Was it like this before?

"Miss Roland, what happened to your tail?"

"Oh, don't worry about it. It's hot, I'm just changing my tail to stay cool. Did something happen downstairs?"

What does "changing your tail when it gets hot" mean?

Are fox tails such a convenient thing?

The succubus maid's expression twisted as if she were constipated, but in the end, professional ethics prevailed over curiosity, and she suppressed her curiosity and answered.

"Miss Roland, we have visitors from the company."

"You may have to go down and greet them in person..."