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Back with another quick post.
Random stranger feeling the draconic beast surfacing to boiling heights, too late to get out of his clothes before his mass, wings, tail, and spines start to tear at the fabric. Doesn't look like it bothers him all that much though.
Another quick post.
One of my favorite Cat TF's I've done to date. Short story in the second image where I tried to make a sequence out of it.
Meow!
I'm just going to slip this here before bed.
Based on an old story I previous mentioned in the "Foxy Awakening" post, where Tabby discovered the unique website of darling animal beauties that tempts him into unleashing his inner feline freely. The first image is, of course, Tabby embracing the wild surge the ladies on the website have endowed him with. The second the aftermath where Tabby has become his own cat, and one of the ladies has magically appeared to whisk him away to...where ever ...
Up next on my slew of TF Sequences posting:
I don't do these too often unless I'm in a really creative mood or for very good friends...which was the case for this little Vulpine TF sequence here for one of my long time online buddies Wrathofautumn.
This is also loosely based off (in fact a somewhat mini sequel to) a TF story I did way back called "Exotic Awakenings" where a young man (the handsome looking devil with that cat tail) discovers an online website where people can watch sensua...
Last post of the day. Trying to not completely flood the site after all, hehe.
So...this piece has a huge backstory to it relating to my Fursona and OC gals. A bit convoluted until I can flush out the ideas in a real written story form, so I'll give the abridged version here.
Tabby (fursona) is mates with Nikki (the Blonde Fox), but he crosses paths with Sno (the black furred Werewolf) her doesn't bite him but discovers he has a lupine personality manifesting into Lycanthropy...which res...
"I should be home, curled up in a warm bed
I should be considering rest for the dreary day ahead
Prepare to wake up refreshed for the modern world
To work and toll, to cavort and mingle with other humans
But I don't, living a human life not what I'm yearning to do
I look to the sky, watch the bright sun set
My throat murmurs as something animal escapes, a purr
It's already starting...and I truly don't want to fight
I take my clothes, jacket and jeans
leave my effects and valuable th...
"The need to be rid of my clothes immediately felt like an reaction to a deep rooted instinct, not simply needing to relieve my itchy skin against fabric or the heat fuming under them but because it felt wrong; unnatural. I needed to be naked, I needed to shed off human things gradually becoming distressed that I felt strange in this large hairless body. I drop onto the floor on my hands and knees, contorting and flexing my being urging to correct my shape; regain a primal form that I longed to ...
"I walk out to the field
Shedding my clothes
Gazing upon the full moon
My heart beats and skin burns madly
The fear of losing my humanity fades
As the aromatic air of the woodland night
And the call of the pack
Ease my frights and excites me.
I smile, baring my teeth
Feeling the canines grow to fangs,
My nails lengthening into tough, ivory claws,
The woodland darkness illuminated by the yellow glow of my eyes
My ears twitch as I feel the skin pull out into points
A short gasp es...
The 3rd of my first entries into the world of TF.
There was once a story to this but I never really got a chance to flush it out. Just felt like drawing a foxy vixen coming to terms with her new body...and the devious eyes under the tail enjoying the show.
"That time of the month, but with a supernatural twist. Never expected to run into a honest to real Werewolf, more so to have survived being attacked. At least it turns out we don't becoming killing machines with no souls like in the movies and stories, so it still perplexing why that wolf had to pounce and bite me that night.
Because of it; now, I go through the same curse every month.
I think I'm becoming more accustomed to it than I ever imagined, stripping down to my flesh even befor...