Godzilla Human Form Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I need the dexterity that my human form possesses in case I need to fight the beasts of the river. I scan my surroundings and notice that an alligator is slowly moving towards the river bank. It seems something has caught its attention. A prey? Looking closely, I see that the form is quite similar to mine but way…. Smaller. It was a being like me. It possessed two arms, two legs, a pale skin and golden hair. It looked just like mother. Mate?? Mate??!! My female??!! Mine??!! My body moved before I could process anything. I throw my huge form into the beast and we wrestle.

His clothes began to contort and stretch until they were torn away, revealing a growing body beneath it. The muscles and tendons began to ripple and expand, veins throbbing along his arms, chest, neck, and legs. A fine, dark gray coat of fur began to sprout throughout his body, covering his arms, chest, and lower limbs. His neck twisted and his face contorted more than ever. His pain and anguish was evident, even without her sensing it in his mind. Georgia wasn’t prepared for the grotesque, crackling, and tearing noises that filled the chamber as his other body broke through and began shredding its way out of his human form. His blood-curdling screams switched between a human’s tortured regi

I sigh in relief as they get to their feet, dusting themselves off and appearing completely unscathed, although the blonde one looks seriously pissed off. Just when I think this supernatural battle can’t get more supernatural, I watch on as each God does some crazy morph into these humanoid-like forms that appear human but…look like they’re made entirely of crystal. My eyes linger on Jartre, watching the way the sunlight refracts off his diamond skin, casting rainbows each time he shifts even a little. I stare at him in complete awe and a little frustration. He never showed me this form. He never even told me this form existed. If he survives this he’s getting interrogated at home.

Their furs were so dirty that she couldn’t make out their colors, and none of them she recognized. Except for the one who was now on top of her! He changed back to his human form while showing off his arousal to the struggling Opal. He grinned lustily at her as he sat on her body, trying to keep her immobile under him. Diwa, for the love of the goddess, merge with me, so we can fight! Opal tried screaming into her human’s mind… No response… again!

She let out a weak gasp, her body jolting from the impact. “You don’t get to make demands.” I growled, “That thing tried to rip me apart so I want answers. What is that thing and how is Victor creating monsters like these?” My mind went back to the first giant like creature I fought. The girl whimpered, her wide, eerie eyes darting between me and the twitching corpse of the beast. For a second, I thought she’d keep struggling. Then, finally, she cracked, “H-Humans,” The croaked, “It was… a human. Or at least it used to be.”

I’m not a religious man, but as I race for the house, I pray to all the demons in hell she’ll make it out of this alive. Slowly, she begins to shift in my arms, first a leg, then her head, as if she doesn’t even have the strength to turn fully human. But finally, as I reach the house, she’s back in her human form. Her skin holds a ghostly gray pallor, like the edges of the swamp after a storm, and I’m sure I’m too fucking late.

Its nose traced my neck, my shoulders, and my hair. I was paralyzed with fear, yet... a strange sense of ease crept over me. It was as if my body recognized this creature, and trusted it. "Please don't hurt me," I whispered, my voice trembling. The beast remained on top of me. Suddenly, its body began to shift, turning into a human form. After a moment, a very heavy and big shirtless man lay on my body. His hands found my hair, stroking it as if checking if it was real and I trembled beneath it. He then nuzzled my neck, inhaling deeply once more. He brushed his lips against my skin, sending waves of fear and excitement through me.

"Go on. I'll wait. It’s the least I can do, considering." "Come finish it then," I said, my voice steadier than I expected. "If that's what you're here for." Something shifted in her expression, the amusement draining away, revealing something colder beneath. "Gladly," she replied. And then the air around her changed. Her human form didn't just shift; it expanded. The air seemed to resist, then give way all at once, her silhouette growing, thickening. The quality of her stillness transformed from that of a person to something heavy and immense.

Georgia warned. "What Queen?" They both turned to see a shabby looking man with his mouth half full, and crumbs of burger falling of the sides of his mouth as he tried to speak and chew at the same time. He didn't look like a threat. Just that he attracted problems for himself by not keeping his mouth shut and minding his burger. He had obviously been listening to their conversation and this annoyed Gwen. Without thinking she cast a quick spell on him and he immediately remained still. Unfortunately someone saw her cast the spell so they were both in for a hot chase.

They linked their arms together, forming a massive, physical human chain around the glowing, superheated ruins of the monolith. The panic didn't vanish—I could see it in their wide, terrified eyes—but the stampede stopped. The physical connection grounded them just enough to pull them back from the edge of madness. Elara lowered her iron staff, staring at the human chain in absolute awe. I let go of the foundry worker and walked to the edge of the crater. The heat radiating from the hole was immense, baking the skin of my face. The deep cobblestones had melted into a glassy, glowing slag.