Curse

Things are about to get WILD

A night they will never forget

Hope they still love each other, warts and all

“ I was all proud of those realistic looking Gatomon gloves he found on eBay until he realized something was off...” I couldn’t remove them. My ears grew pointed and cover in white fur a purple tuff of fur on the tip of them. A long tail wormed it’s way out of my loosening pants. I started shrinking as well. I shrink more and more. I was becoming less and less human and more feline. Until eventually the world was much bigger and I was a cat but not an ordinary cat, I was Gatomon. I’ve become ...

What a fun stream! More peeps then I was used to showed up so Ill have to implement a new system for taking requests next stream but it was fun talkin to all of ya!

Another post draconic tf from the old days. This character seems a lot more cheerful about becoming his reptilian mythical beastie self.

A oldie from my early years starting animal tf drawings. One of the very few dragon tfs too. No real story behind it, though you could image the character fleeing from wherever as he undergoes his potentially agonizing transformation into something draconic.

The local fool staggers into the bar looking like this, and all heads turn to look at each other with a chorus of sighs. Poor bloke was throwing empty bottles at the wizard's tower again. Suppose he'll learn this time?

After making a deal and signing a contract made by a local witch, he failed to read the terms and conditions for said love potion. He thought it would make him a chick magnet. In a way it has. Who doesn’t love seeing kangaroos? Now he’s fighting the transformation. But it’s pretty useless as he mutters to the witch about being tricked. She was to busy calling the local zoo and donating a kangaroo.

If it would have been any other day, perhaps he would still be a human but guess the neighbor witch’s powers were extra strong today it bring The 13th of Friday. Maybe if he was more careful were he was walking, he wouldn’t have bumped into her, knocking over her coffee, spilling some on her favorite dress. He was at home when he started meowing in between words at the table. He ran to his bedroom and the transformation started, fur growing, growing a tail. Shrinking smaller and smaller. ...