Commissioned Artwork by darkraitheshiny (FA), story by them:

Cursed Contact
When a group of explorers discovered a jungle temple lost to time, they sent out a request. A call to action, asking anyone who might be interested to come out and see if they have the skills to uncover a potentially monumental discovery. For Ayuko, she simply saw it as a way to help out some people in need, so as soon as she heard about it, she teleported right to the temple. She was supposed to meet up with a group of others who also wanted to explore, but she didn’t reach that part of the request and ended up venturing into the unexplored area on her own. As it was located in a Chinese region, the place was filled with various shapes and symbols of ancient Chinese philosophy. Notably, magatama and ying yang circles were the most common sight, alongside engravings of foxes and vixens. One small fox head seemed particularly dirty, so Ayuko started to dust it off with a feather duster. But as soon as she pressed on it hard enough, a yellow and purple circle appeared under Ayuko and instantly teleported her elsewhere in the temple! It took the Indeedee maid a bit to regain her composure, and when she did, she soon realized where she was. Ayuko had been teleported to an altar of worship filled with tributes of gold, jewels, and plenty of other valuables! And as much as she wanted to teleport out and tell the explorers, she wanted to check the room for traps to make sure no one might get hurt once she brings them all here. Thus, Ayuko began to scan every inch of the room with her psychic powers, checking every single spot for potential traps and dangers. While she did not find any, she did find something else intriguing…
Sitting atop the altar was a mysterious charm in the shape of a yellow vixen head. A mysterious goopy liquid had formed a puddle underneath it, which Ayuko had noticed. She went to clean it, thinking it was just some water or other offering that spilled over. But once she was close enough, the charm began to mysteriously float as the liquid started to cover up Ayuko’s body. No matter how much she pulled at it with her hands or her psychic powers, it refused to come off. Meanwhile, the charm would float around Ayuko until it stared her in the face, releasing magical energies to hypnotize her. Her mind began to waver as the charm and goop molded it into a new, more fitting one for its host. One of royalty, that demanded respect, and filled with power. All while Ayuko’s body morphed, more fur grew out, her purples changed to yellows, her outfit disappearing entirely, her face growing a muzzle, and her hands and feet becoming claw. She was now Renamon, queen of the jungle temple, and with her powers she summoned the spirits of those who worshiped her. They would keep any and all intruders out as the goop in her mind switched her over to a more dumb bimbo playful mode. Renamon would drool and giggle as her followers prayed to her and revered her, while she just played with her tits and pussy.