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

It took almost forever before we got to the stream that ran through the forest, the scent of the rogue filled the air, it was a strange scent that was unknown to me. I mind-linked my betas and we decided to shift into our wolf form. If we were going to catch the rogue and be done with it, it would be better as wolves, I did not intend to spend the whole day chasing after a rogue. We found a fallen tree and removed our clothes. None of us wanted to head back to town naked because shifting while still wearing our clothes usually shreds the clothes to pieces. I have lost count of how many of my clothes I have damaged while shifting. And the jean I was wearing was new, I had not entirely worn th

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.

After finding an area that offered such cover I quickly stripped out off my clothing, shoving it all into my backpack ang hiding it beneath a nearby shrub. I inhaled deeply before letting the feeling of the shift overrun my senses. Feeling my back cracking and reshaping. My tail sprouting from my butt. My shins breaking only to reform stronger. My nose elongating into a snout. The shift was completed in seconds. My coat shining in the morning sun.

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.