The pictures had been the first thing that had clued him in that something was off, so maybe they held the answer. Looking closer, and examining other pictures around the room, it occurred to him that it wasn't actually his counterpart's looks, but outfit that had had his mind immediately label them as a girl. if you took that away she would look exactly... like...
"Oh, please let me be wrong about that..."
A discreet check under 'his' fur though, and it was clear, she might look boyish but she was definitely a vixen, even if it wasn't outwardly apparent thanks to the canid's fluffy coat. Alarmed, she bolted for the closet, and sure enough inside were a dozen copies of the outfit in the picture. It was 'her' in the pictures, or if not her, than whoever's body tails mind was in. What was going on, how had this happened? how could everything have changed so throughly? Was this really a female version of his body, or just some other fox who looks like him that he somehow wound up inside?
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