What If I Had Animal Ears Novels & Stories

I heard him chuckle at me entertained, I turned to him with an even bigger pout, he's a big meanie. "I'm not a meanie Nova" he says in an amused voice before pointing toward the mirror, I follow him there standing in front of the mirror. The first thing I saw was something over my head, I had ears! Wolf ears over my head, when I turned around I saw a tail! A wolf tail, I turned to him with a big frown now, this is all his fault. "What did you do?" I yell at him, I never had a tail or ears before.

Their eyes were naturally black lined like cat-eyed makeup, pupils deep and dark, and her human ears were pointed like an elf. Human ears. Because that's what made her even more recognizable, and what she was trying to avoid showing this feral beast. She should only have human ears, but she, personally, had more. Much more. And depending on who found out, they may see her as a blessing, or a curse needing to be eradicated.

He immediately looked down to see what animal, insect, or grasshopper appeared in his path. He immediately saw a white creature with large ears, red eyes, and a round tail when he bowed down. The thing would have been cute if it hadn’t just surprised him. He just let the creature go on its way because it might bite him when he touches it. He might get rabies, and then he will eventually become a zombie. Also, its eyes looked red, maybe because it lacked sleep.

I imagined the deadly grin on his face as he chuckled wildly. My ear? He wanted to cut off my ear the same way he cut off my toe? A wave of panic rushed over me as I cringed at the thought of losing one of my ears to the rogue beast. “Please,” my voice trembled as I free my jaw from his grip, “please, not my ear. Please don't take out my ear.” I trembled in fear, crawling away from him in fear he might truly take out my ear if I remained seated in front of him.

What the hell was wrong with me? A sigh slid past my lips as I snuck another glance at my reflection. My blonde tresses flowed behind me, stopping just an inch above my butt. I had on top of my head, a pair of cat ears. Ciara and I had sighted it at the mall on our way back from school and there and then, we just knew it was going to be the perfect fit. I hadn't even known that I was going to go as cat woman, until I stumbled on the accessory. It had diamond stones that seemed to catch the light every now and then, and it blended perfectly with the pearls that adorned my neck.

she says pointing to the base of my back, where a tail would be if I was naturally a half-bred wolf. "And permanent ears, right here," she says kissing the top of my head, she's going to transform me into a real pet! My eyes went wild, I saw a tv show about these before, when the masters are rich enough to transform the pet for real, to give them permanent functional ears and tail, the pet in the show said that they are the happiest, it feels more real for them, but then papa caught me watching the show and I was sent to the corner, I don't know much more about this procedure.

“I’ll be outside. I ordered pizza!” “Pizza?” “Yes, I'll be setting up the movie room, Mr. Husband. Get ready.” She walked out. I looked down at the onesie in my hand. Blue. Soft. Furry. Tail. Ears. God help me. **** This is fucking madness. I stood in front of the mirror, fully dressed in what could only be described as a crime against my image. The damn thing had a tail. A tail. And ears. I looked like a knock-off cartoon character—somewhere between a lion, a tiger, and a confused house pet.

I guess my entire face showed how pissed I was about things not going my way. "Because I wanted to celebrate at the ball, like F-U Audon..." I said, and he laughed hysterically. "I am sure our people want to hear that one..." Al laughed, and I rolled my eyes. "Of course, their robes would fall open if they heard their queen cursing," I said, and he nodded. Their pristine straight hair would curl," I added, and he laughed. Their milky white skins would turn tan," I chuckled, and he was now almost crying and laughing. And last but not least, their pointy ears would round up like normal humans," I joked, and he nodded.

That included beating me up, apparently. I strained my ears, remembering a half-forgotten moment from school when one of my friends had told me, very seriously, that opening your mouth and closing your eyes helped you to hear. We’d all laughed – we were werewolves, after all, not humans with their useless ears. Now, I didn’t find it quite so funny – and I found myself squeezing my eyes shut tight and parting my lips, feeling both foolish and hopeful all at once.

They can easily tear and eat any animal. Her jaw aches as if it had been forcefully opened for a long time. Her tongue feels swollen and rough, as lingual papillae begin to grow on it. She finds it difficult to swallow and speak. Her ears move from the side of her face to her head, becoming round and pointed, covered with black fur. Sounds become louder than before, as if they are close to everything below water and far away. She hears a constant ringing deep within her ears. Her walking speed increases to 30 ft.