Kurama Full Body Novels & Stories

Goma says with irritation laced in her voice. "I apologized," Cull repeats as he looks at his cousin. Fren laughs and comes closer to his mate. He wraps his arm around her waist and I take the opportunity to look over the male mated to Kima. He is a nice looking Shikaz man wearing the typical brown clothes that all the males wears, but I can see that he doesn't share the same features as the rest of his family. Kima, Goma, and Cull are attractive people. Their bone structure, big smiles, and bright eyes are just perfect. Cull and Goma definitely took after their mothers.

“Awoo” Kylie’s dark brown pupils were swapped by a brilliant blue that was only matched by the colourful ocean waves, and her sclera shone brightly with the golden light of the sun. White fur grew all over her body, and a fluffy white tail extended from the lower end of her back. Her nails extended into sharp claws that glistened in the moonlight and shrouded in the darkness and the surprised gazes of the crowd, Kylie realized a bestial roar. “ROAR!”

It's never enough. Tomorrow is a full moon, so the entire forest is bathed in moonlight and looks so beautiful. I shrug my robe off as he shifts. His wolf is magnificent; he's enormous, standing as tall as a grizzly bear with fur almost as black as Tamisra's. He has large brown eyes and huge paws that could easily crush my head. I walk up to him, run my fingers through his fur, and kiss his big head. He rubs against me and licks my stomach while I giggle; yeah, definitely just a big puppy.

for her vibrant glow and colors, a loud cracking sound is heard from somewhere in space and Kimora holds Recreation in her hand with the ax blades at the ready) Continuum Series; Exhausting Technique: True Distortion. (The colors suddenly flooding back into the world in a brilliant flash as Kimora explodes forward pulling the trigger on Recreation allowing it to fire a spray of bullets that appeared to multiply at infinitum. on impact with the creatures body the bullets continue to multiply until it disintegrated to dust. Each individual bullet coated in a colorless energy that seem to drain the very time of anything it touched. As the vicious halestorm of bullets conclude and only dust is

The dog, if you could even call it that, was enormous. Cerberos had a wide and stout body like that of a pit bull’s, except this body stood at least ten feet tall. The three, fear-invoking heads, rose a few feet higher. Its skin was completely hairless, the dark, leather-like material stretched taut over sinew, muscle, and bone. Teeth as long and sharp as daggers emerged as each of the heads pulled back its ugly black lips in a show of hatred. Each head reminded James of a decomposing Doberman; ears flat back in agitation, black pits for eyes. The middle head barked a low bass-filled roar.

Nikau's wolf form was a sight to behold. His fur was a rich, golden color that seemed to shimmer in the moonlight. He was lean and muscular, his legs ending in powerful paws with sharp claws that could easily tear through flesh. His tail was long and bushy, and his ears were tall and pointed. His eyes, once dull and filled with pain, now shone bright and alert. He was a magnificent creature, and I could not help but feel a sense of pride and gratitude to have him as my companion.

Her skin itched and prickled as fur burst forth, covering her in a thick, silky coat. Cormac's transformation was just as dramatic. His body rippled and flexed, his muscles bulging as he grew larger and more powerful. His face elongated into a wolf's muzzle, his teeth sharpening into razor-sharp fangs. His eyes gleamed yellow in the firelight, burning with a fierce inner light.

He started spinning on it like this wasn't his first time. Lexi took in the no-fur's appearance. His eyes were glowing pink with the heat of a ripe omega. But the pretty blue curls were all shaved away. Instead the no-fur's shorn head had some kind of jeweled cap that connected to a extravagant waterfall of a jeweled collar. His body was painted a flattering shade of blue that complemented the jewelry.

“Name, Kuro. Species, Shishilian dog. Sex, male. Symptoms, Paralysis due to dull attack on the head and one broken foot. Suggestions, euthanize.” Darrion’s eyes immediately sharpened. “What?” - Rita stared at the pink dragonfly on Yuta’s thigh and Shoru in Jai’s arms. She felt slightly jealous of the two having the affections from these humans. She also wanted to be held. But Ruta wasn’t here. She puffed her throat and chirped a few times. Feeling quite weirded out by Rita’s sudden talkativeness, Yuta turned his attention to her. “Rita-chan? What is it?”

Evie watched in stunned horror as the laws of physics and biology seemed to bend around him. Damon’s body snapped forward. The seams of his dark shirt violently burst as his skeletal structure expanded with terrifying speed. Muscles surged and rearranged beneath his skin; bones cracked and reset with deafening pops that sounded like gunfire in the enclosed space. A thick coat of midnight-black fur erupted across his broad back and shoulders, gleaming like polished obsidian under the dim firelight.