Shapeshifting Clothes Novels & Stories

The salary is a staggering leap from my previous job. I'm talking a difference of night and day, heaven and earth. It's as if the universe heard my plea and decided to send a miracle my way. Then my gaze shifts to my closet, which swings open as if to jolt me back to reality. My panties and bras dangle from their hangers, including my favorite red pair. Skirts, blouses, stockings, heels, and flats—all my feminine favorites stare back at me. I blink away disappointment and adjust my glasses, refocusing.

"And now, you have the ability to change into your wolf form and back without having to take off your clothes. Your clothes won't be damaged or ripped anymore. You can shift whenever you want, and your outfit will just... be there when you shift back." Kael's jaw dropped. He looked down at his clothes. "Are you serious?" he asked, surprised. "You can actually make me do that?" "Try it," she urged him, her voice playful. "Oh, I will. I'm going to try it right now!" Kael exclaimed. He looked at her, his excitement peaking. "Should we?" Morvienne giggled again, her eyes dancing. "Damn yes!" In a blur of motion, they both shifted. There was no sound of tearing fabric, no clumsy struggle with but

And with the mess she made, she would have had to change clothing as well. They’d be checking cameras soon. And they would probably find her. But, this shifter is known to change her appearance. Who they think they see, is not who it is. So, she’d get off. At least from the state authorities. But she was only creating more trouble for those who knew she existed. I had to find her first.

"I don't have those cool leather straps or a bra that fits my monster's deformed chest." I like how she called it her monster. She wouldn't if she had any idea how extraordinary she was in her beast form. Her breasts are another matter. When she shifts, part of her grows, but her breasts blend more into her body than enlarge. She's a killing machine and large breasts can only get in the way. "Your beast doesn't need a bra," I say. This discussion is one I thought I would never have. "Remove your shoes first, then your shirt, then shift. Don't think too long or hard about it, just do it."

She added. Ethan shrink and held his book more tighter. "Hey, calm down, I'll get you a protector." She said "No body would hurt you." He only nodded, feeling a little bit better. "What is the suit for?" He asked. "Oh, they're for when we shift, they don't go into shreds like our normal clothes, they're made to adapt in shape and color and every suit has a ranking color, mine and Robin's are dark green, cause we're Gemmas. But when we shift it assumes the color of our fur and we look normal but when we turn back we have it on so we aren't naked." As she spoke he took note, when she noticed she smiled.

He looked at the sleeping bags, but the pestilential smell of the rogues made him give up on the idea. When he closes the backpack, he takes a bottle of water and drinks, and another that he hands to Hanna, who, again, in human form, takes and drinks. - How come you didn't tear your clothes apart when you shifted? - he asks. - We, the dragons, when we shift, we don't destroy clothes, they just reappear when we shift back. I do not know why. It has always been like that. - Too bad I can't do the same. It avoided many embarrassments – he says, with a chuckle.- well, it's time to follow my path and you to fly home.

I can't exactly say how it happened, but suddenly I was in the painful process of bone retraction and adjustment again. The transformation left me vulnerable and shaky. When I opened my eyes, I was looking up at him again. The man before me was holding out a bundle of clothes—a simple shirt and pants that looked a bit too big for me. I grabbed them immediately, suddenly realizing that I was naked. I had forgotten the embarrassing catch that came with being able to shift shape. Luckily, his back was turned to me, so I was saved from further embarrassment and glad that I hadn't shifted back somewhere public.

I nod in understanding, around the woods surrounding the compound clothes can be found, shirts, jeans, and shorts, strategically hidden under trees, clothes, for those who shifted from wolf form to mortal if they wanted to cover up, were very far away from the compound and thus, no need for cloths. “You could shift if you like” I murmured, my eyes straight ahead. “Why would I want to do that?” he actually seems baffled by my suggestion. I thought it was pretty obvious “So you don’t have to walk back naked.” My cheeks warm at the words “And it is cold” I add. He laughs. “In case you didn’t notice you are wearing next to nothing." I look down at my camisole and sleeping shorts. My nipples peak

They continue their demonstrations and now Matthan is paying closer attention. After they’ve gone through it a few more times, Mei shifts back into her human form, and I now understand why she was wearing a summer dress. She never has to change her clothes this way. Luna Marcus shifts back but has to put his shorts back on. With all the magic in the world, I wish there was a makkari who could cast a spell that would allow us to not have to strip off our clothes when we shifted, to avoid shredding them to pieces. Surely they can do that.

She was brought up to be the best in all she did, that was why her mother had insisted on training her cruelly no matter how much it broke her heart. She was running, but this time, to someone, or rather to protect someone, her other half, from making a grave mistake. She stopped on her track when she got to the city, sneaking around before anyone could notice the huge black wolf in their backyard. She shapeshifted and the heavens were gracious enough to provide her with some clothes that an innocent someone had spread outside. She grabbed the clothes and quickly wore the jeogori and chima, appearing funny in the way she tied the jeogori. She wasn't wearing underwear nor a breast tie, and sh