Shapeshifting Clothes Novels & Stories

A day after I came back from that world, the clothes I bought from the humans seemed to be easier to slide in. Thus, I ordered Lachlan to scatter bags containing these fabrics across the territory for the warriors and even us to have something covering our bodies after we shift rather than walking around naked. “Then what do we gonna do next? It’s not like we can easily return to the pack mansion and carry on with the inauguration, right?” Sydney blurted as soon as she slipped into those clothes. I dropped my hand and closed the white wolf’s emblem back to its chamber before gliding it back to a hiding spot inside a simple ring wrapped around my left hand. “They have comrades inside and outs

More than that, her pants were torn, leaving her beautiful long legs and some part of her white underwear exposed. Hurriedly, I took off my coat jacket and wrapped it around her body before I carried her in my arms. “In the future, you can do whatever you want. But please don’t forget to wear clothes made with the best material that will stretch whenever you plan to shift,” I instantly told her. “Or better yet just hide behind the tree and take off your clothes before shifting. Then only shift back when you are hidden, and your clothes are ready.” Lia gave me a strange look before laughing. “Okay,” she replied.

“No wiring needed. Lots of people don’t have land lines anymore—they just use their cell everywhere.” Jenna shook her head. “A cell phone would interfere with my magic. With my shape-shifting, anyhow.” Leesa had not expected that answer. “Really? How come?” “Nothing mechanical—like a watch or a phone—can make the transformation, so they block it from being completed. I think it’s because there’s nothing analogous to them in the animal world. Clothes are okay, because clothes are not too different from feathers or fur. But not much else works.” “Fur?” Leesa asked, surprised. She hadn’t thought about what other shapes Jenna might be able to shift into. “What other animals can you turn into?”

she curiously asks and judging by her reaction, she was disgusted by the look of the robe. "These cloaks were made out of the skin of a shape-shifter. It will hide any creature with supernatural power," I said to her. "In the eyes of the angels and demons, we are just ordinary humans with no sense of fashion," I jokingly added. "Why do we need to wear those if we are just going to teleport?" she inquisitively inquires.

Maybe because she's starting to not feel ashamed around me anymore. But she doesn't know what she's doing to me right now. Or maybe she's like this on purpose. Because she was supposed to put on her dress back even though it mistakenly got torn during the process of her shifting into her wolf. Which I doubt happened because whenever we shift our clothes disappear and when we shift back to our human form, the clothes reappear. For a moment, I am breathless because she looks magnificent this way. With her short black hair getting blown by the gust of wind from the window.

She watched him in panther form as he pulled on his jeans and boots before she too shifted. He had known instantly the first time he had watched Rayne shift that she was more than what she appeared be. The simple fact that she was fully dressed after her shift was a strong indicator of that. Clothes disintegrated when a Were shifted, which was why they usually tried to undress first so they had something to change back into when they returned to human form.

I asked again. She nodded enthusiastically. “Alright. Now, move a little back. Gotta give 'em time to adjust to you,” I said, buying myself time to prep for the transformation, and just holding out of her a little. ‘I don’t need time to adjust,’ Bane sneered. ‘I know,’ The anticipation on her face was almost cute to watch. I closed my eyes, let out an exhale, and shifted. Since Bane was at least twice my mass, the clothes on my body would tear if he were to just burst out. Hence, we developed a shifting system where we shift and take off the clothes at the same time.

Our location was right at the bottom of the mountain, only a few feet up. Having already shifted back, Cadma was curious as to why my wolf and I had taken off for the woods. He would see it in a few minutes. We wolves rip and shred any piece of clothing we're wearing during the shifting process, so we hide extra clothes behind trees throughout the forest. Cadma was standing naked with his pride and joy hanging free between his muscular thighs, so I grabbed an extra pair of basketball shorts and a tee for him. As I threw the clothing at him, I just shook my head.

Theo says, we both walk out of the house, we don't need to get naked to change, our clothes just disappear, and when we shift back, the clothes come back with us, it's magic. As we get older, shifting gets easier, but when kids, it is a very painful and long situation and it takes forever to happen, we started to run around the edge of the wood and between the houses of our pack, we need to make sure that everyone was fine, but I noticed that Theo was running right toward Stella's house, of course, he was.

"Since I'm not a fisheri. I bet you can smell your own kind." "I'm… I'm just passing through LA, dude. I don't know what you're talking about." "Shapeshifting. I'm talking about shapeshifting." "You're shitting mental and—" Stralath moved away from the desk and glanced at the low ceiling, wondering if it was high enough. "I really don't want to ruin a good pair of clothes, but fuck it."