Animal Morpher Novels & Stories

This was because his Incomplete Partial Transformation involved his ears (for hearing), his feet (for speed) and the development of claws (for attacking). A Complete Transformation was a thing of myth, and no one had ever been able to access such a level of transformation. It was said that this transformation was basically animorphing. The belief was that a Complete Transformation would allow a Beastman to become the very beast they earned their strength from! However, because it had never been seen, it wasn't a well understood power. The one that had been witnessed was Full Partial Transformation.

It might be just me, but his tone sounded lower than usual, and he was talking to me with a relaxed poise. “W-Well, I don’t know. Maybe they can turn into a goddess with a sexy and highly sought body?” I shrugged. Clairmont’s hands seemed to rest comfortably on my waist right now, should I tell him that this is a form of sexual harassment and slap him on the face? Clairmont chuckled before letting my waist go. “What nonsense are you talking about? It’s obvious that we can morph into any being that we like. Though, human form is classified to be one of our original forms, so it would usually follow the splendour of our dragon body.”

As I hop off my bed and done preparing, it's time for a conscientious masking for socializing with humans because creatures like me was in a very great danger in their hands. I'm an anthromorph, an animal in a human body geometry. I can transmute into human and into my animal trait alternatively but having ears, tail, sharp fangs and the eyes of a wolf in a human form was my true identity. I was one of the rarest Anthromorph Traits that ever exist. I'm a wolf anthromorph with hermaphroditism which made me a uniqie man-wolf anthromorph. Because of my hermaphroditism, I have heats and I am able to conceive an offspring and that was the reason I'm being extra careful outside my home.

He looked at the Elite, wondering how to make his presence known. While he internally debated, a part of his mind brought up a question he had been thinking about for the last several days. Partials and Techs can normally be spotted by the metal all over their bodies. From armor covering non replaceable vulnerable parts to entire limbs having been replaced. The Partials of Squad Alpha, however, show no signs of Techmorphasis. And while it is possible for their internal organs to have been replaced first, a whole squad is never made out of those who only got their insiders replaced. So his question is ‘what part of them is not human?’.

His bones within him suddenly started quavering. This had always been his terror, his fear! It was the face that tortured his mind in for seven years! It was 'the vampire’ himself! His head was bald and the fair skin upon it tattooed with a 3D image of a viper with a tail which ran with branches straight into his eyes . His eyes were red. One could visibly see red clumps of blood in it , and red arteries forming a chain from his faint blue Iris to the extremes of his eyes. His lashes were full and scattered. Dark as black.

But then the full moon broke fully over the horizon and everything inside her snapped. Pain tore through Amanda’s body, sudden and violent. She stumbled, clutching at her chest, gasping as fire raced through her veins. Her vision blurred, her skin burned, her bones ached like they were breaking, reshaping. A scream ripped from her throat... but it wasn’t a scream at all, it was a howl. Gasps echoed through the square as the crowd turned, eyes wide, mouths open. Amanda collapsed to the ground, writhing, her body twisting in ways it shouldn’t. And then, with a final shuddering cry, her human form shattered, replaced by silver fur that gleamed beneath the moonlight.

I scoffed. “This is the only way I can get you to safety,” he said gently. “The car’s gone. And, please, stop calling him a wild animal. He’s not. None of us is. We’re not monsters. We don’t roam the woods hunting innocent lives. He feels hurt when you say that.” I swallowed the guilt and nodded. “Okay… fine.” What happened next? Well, let’s just say my eyes nearly fell out of my skull. Jayden’s bones cracked, contorted, and shifted. His body morphed into a creature of legend—massive, majestic, terrifyingly beautiful. His thick grey fur glistened under the broken sunlight, and those amber eyes… they saw right through me.

Kir growled as she walked over to Morph. "Move away little birdie." Kir chuckled as she pushed the smaller female aside. “What are you going to do?” Ari asked hesitantly. “Just watch.” Kir said with evident annoyance at the smaller female. Kir extended her fangs once more, bit down on her own wrist, and dripped her blood into Morph’s mouth. Results immediately occurred as Morph’s wound visibly healed within seconds, not even a scar was in its place, as though it was never there to begin with.

But now, in this moment of relief, something wonderful happened. Dominic’s body contorted and twisted, his bones cracking and regaining his human form. I watched in awe as the contours of his body shifted, muscles gracefully adjusting under his skin. The werewolf’s massive paws transformed into human hands. The ears, once pointed and upright, smoothly molded back into the natural curves of his human earlobes.

answered Eurie evidently annoyed. "Okay. So I answer, it's not genetic mutation. It will take hundreds of years before this planet could have mutants as seen on the television. And even if it comes early, genetic mutation would only result to reptile-like humans like Ninja Turtles and not normal looking girl who can freeze a room and disturb me in such a busy morning." "Tsk. Whatever, but turtles are not reptiles. They are amphibians, genius!" "At least I didn't say their mammals!" Uncle Sid talked back as Eurie aimed at the door.