Shapeshifting Clothes Novels & Stories

Shadow goes back to being human and I turn away thinking how dumb it was to shift without clothes where we going, but he surprises me when he comes back wearing joggers and an ashy grey tee. "Where did you get the clothes?" I mind link him. "Arh that, we have compartments of changing clothes in almost every stop we could take. The forest, the mountains, the volcano, the borders, and the most frequented places we tend to go to," he explains, handing me the same outfit as him but in a smaller size. He turns around so I can wear the clothes freely. "So what do you think about this place?" he asks. The volcanic side isn't so quiet so he has to be a bit loud for me to hear him.

I cut her off, raising a hand, "If I shift, my clothes would be shredded and once I shift back, I would be naked. Or perhaps do you plan on giving me snakeskin?" Snakeskin was an apparel worn by wolves before the shift, it enabled us to shift back and forth without revealing our bodies since the material could stretch and merge with our skin. Normally, some wolves didn't care about revealing their bodies but over time it became sacred and people were banned from shifting in the open without snakeskin. "I-I-" Jessica stuttered, obviously scrambling for what to say. I opened my mouth to say something but a sharper and more cutting voice spoke up before I could. Lord Hansen slowly made his way

Every Wolf grew up well aware of the fact that, while you can shift, your clothes can’t. Shifting in mixed company had been a part of her life for so long that nudity had never been an issue until prison had taught her to guard herself. And after she’d been released, she hadn’t been able to recognize herself. But that dark period was over now, and shame had no place attaching itself to her body. Not her figure and not her scars.

Some clothes sit in their closets with tags still on them. I have to save from my fifty dollars just to afford shoes. I have one pair of sneakers, and very few clothes. Shifting requires planning. I can’t afford to rip my clothes apart during a shift. That’s why shifting alone was scary. I stripped a few minutes before midnight and hid my clothes. A rogue could have come out and hurt me. No one cared, though. Story of my life.

His smile turned to one of concern and his face became serious. “What do you mean? You said you never got the shifting gene, so you can’t be seventeen.” My eyes widened at his words. That wasn’t what we were told in school. My voice started to come out shaky as thoughts began racing through my mind. “What are you talking about? That’s basic shifting. We learn that as children when we start school. If a Shifter has not transformed by their sixteenth birthday, then it means the shifting gene is absent, and they were cursed to live as humans.

"It's too dangerous. If he shows, he'll be bringing those that back him, too. There's sure to be a fight. I can't protect you while I'm fighting my brother." I glare at him. "I won't need it, Ambrose. I've taken everything into account by hiding weapons around the room. I've had specialized armor made to protect against a wolf's bite. You aren't going to stop me from going." It's true. I'd been busy. While the king assumed I had been planning the pretty banquet frills, I'd really been plotting how to make the fight fair for me. I designed armor that is made from reptile hide (rumored to be dragon) that would allow me to move freely but also protect against the jaws of the shifters.

Discreetly, he wrote those two names down before shoving it under his keyboard. “Thank you. These are a few samples of different styles and designs I was working on that I thought you might like.” She slid over a drawing of a version of military clothing. “The unique thing about these is we build them with extreme heavy duty velcro. General wear and tear will not rip them apart, but they will rip apart when you transform into your wolf form. The benefit of this is that you do not waste any clothing. From my understanding, your clothes will get ruined if you transform if they are still on your body. These will not.”

It looked almost comical because if she raised her arms in the right way the pack would just fall off. Daren starts, “The next thing you need to learn about our pack is this.” And he and Jess begin to shift while in their clothes. First, they start to grow and just when it looked like the deer hide would rip and fall away their fur began to cover their clothes! Lily and I stood there, eyes bugged out as Daren’s pure black wolf stood over us, he was larger than me with his bright blue eyes boring into me. Jess stood beside him, slightly smaller but still large for a femme wolf. Her fur matched the color of a deer except for two black streaks of fur that was located below her eyes. The pack no

While she wasn’t the largest dragon in existence, she certainly wasn’t the smallest. Fortunately, dragon shifters were purely magical beings. Thus, when they shifted, their clothes shifted with them, unlike wolf shifters who shredded any clothes they were wearing with every shift. She would have seriously hated having to replace her brand new brown chiffon knee length halter dress and four-inch heel lace-up sandals.

“Yours?” “High end clothing. If you see the bears, come in to clean, you’ll understand they can’t exactly buy off the rack. It’s a common problem within the shifter community. Specialty needs in clothing. Dragon shifter’s are some of the hardest. Some need materials that resist burning, acid. Wolves need clothes with quick releases, can be pulled off, or stretch so that they don’t injure themselves shifting if they’re forced to shift unexpectedly.” “So life for you guys is a little complicated trying to hide all this. Geez, why didn’t you come out before this?”