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And if it's not it, the one who wrote this must have been trolling. Zinnia racked her brain and felt a little uncomfortable after some bits of blurry images flashed in her head. Some scenes were about some kind of human shifting, its body curled up into a ball then suddenly fur started growing from its flawless skin then the ones flawless and human-like structure became somewhat like a dog, no it was a wolf. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she squinted in pain and groaned after the blurry images suddenly rushed as if they were some kind of film on its ten times playback speed.

I am on the larger side, a size 16 with all the accompanying soft flesh and voluptuous curves one expects of a plus-sized girl. Fergal huffs a bit as if to sarcastically say, “oh please.” I hesitate only a moment before I swing my leg up and over his back and gently grasp his hairy fur as he begins to walk away from camp, carrying me further into the forest.

It seems so natural. I break into a jog and immediately stop when I see someone squatting in front of the lower half of the fridge. He has black shorts on, hugging his fat, juicy and mouth-watering ass. His hair is messy and in a small bun with a big white shirt on. My shaft grows in size as I let out a lustful growl. The boy stops what he is doing and turns around to look at me, surprised. I compose myself as I recognize him as one of the pack pups, sixteen years old, not liked by many because he is openly gay and dresses without a care of his body showing.

Corin glanced at her, thinking for a moment. “ She’s one hundred and thirty-two summers old, if I remember correctly.” I stared at both of them, unable to speak. As I watched, the creatures began to change. Their fur faded into smooth, dark caramel skin. The claws and antlers softened, reshaping until they looked more human—though still not entirely. Leaves and moss-like fabric formed their clothes, wrapping around their bodies in natural patterns.

“They are babies. Normal babies, do you think that they are the Yeti’s children to be born with fur?” “They are baby wolfy. They should have some fur” And Vivienne has a very adorable pouty expression. “They would have been more pretty with some fur!” “WHAT?” the whole gang exclaimed. “Luke, do you think that our baby will have some fu..” “NO!” Luke cuts her but then he takes her in his arms and laughs. “But I will ask their uncle to design some baby overalls with fur, just for you to be happy” “I will never do something like this. Ask Mer!” Francois said appalled.

Kit inquired with curiosity. "Used to," Devon's friends exclaimed at once. "He was a fearsome dragon until your friend transformed him into a butterfly," Max said with gritted teeth. "Yeah, you right Max" they high five. "...and made us puppies, following your friend around," Max said, staring at the two medical students. Dex turned to Josh and Kit. "So, you two, make sure your friend does not betray Devon, or we will hunt you down," Dex said with an intimidating stare.

Fur began sprouting out from her body and soon she was covered in a luscious and sheeny mane from head to toe, safe for her eyes which had now become a golden brown color. If any of her enemies like Blaire ever found out about this, they would ridicule her to scorn. Maybe it will become easier with time. She just had to train herself more. With a bit of difficulty due to the muscle strain and her getting used to her new body, she pushed herself on her feet - or paws.

I haven't found my mate yet, and I'm beginning to wonder if I ever will. Just like most female bunny shifters, I'm petite, with a nice butt and decent breasts. I'm proud of my curves and show them off. Why shouldn't I? It doesn't mean I have to let anyone touch me, but it's nice to be noticed by men. I have long blonde hair and hazel eyes with a touch of pink.

Hunter youth Zhang Fan recognized the five beasts. The five Ominous Beasts were called Foxy Wolf Beasts. They were a hybrid of ferocious fox and wolf. Their bloodline was not pure, leading to their limited demonic power. They were in large quantities and were slightly stronger than normal wild beasts. Moreover, they usually hunt in groups. Judging from their sizes, they were not fully grown yet. Usually, a beast's level could be distinguished by its Demon Aura.

I peer down at my second born and my smile falters. Instead of chocolate brown skin and fingers like his brother. I find black fur and claws and deep red eyes peering up at me the cub growls and then begins to purr as he tries to nuzzle his head against me. I look up at Crimson “He’s…” I look back down at the beautiful cub who has whiskers and pointed ears. “He’s a feline.” I look between the two boys, one born in skin form, the other born with fur.