Moon

"The pain intensifies throughout my entire body, sickly snaps and pops of bending and stretching bone and flesh pounding as heavily in my inhuman lengthening animal ears as my screams and growls bellowing from my misshapen protruding muzzle and carnivorous fangs. But the pain is more of an afterthought, my senses disturbingly being filled with primal euphoria as every little detail of my human form twists and contorts; shapeshifting into the monstrous wolf I am becoming. Shallow heaves shift ...

"The full moon tonight is just too big and bright to ignore. It's shine upon me makes my skin crawl and blossom in heat My body grows tense, trembling looking out my window Restlessness and anxiousness runs in tandem throughout my being. But it's ok; there's a strange sense of joy feeling out of control. Alien; animal thoughts urge me to be wild my tongue falls out of my mouth to pant my nails dig into the Sill needing to tear Wild, violent instincts; desires of a predator Inhuman a...

A commission for skips92 !!! Under the moonlight, he has transformed into a were-African Wild Dog! You better have some ham lying around. He looks…hungry…

The full moon rises once again leaving my body blistering in heat and itch, thoughts growing mad with primal needs and desires. I should have left the house when I had a chance, but now my roommates will have to deal with a wily agitated wolf snarling up a storm, what fear I have of chancing chases and bites fleeting when the hunger in my belly bellows to hunt and feed. I'm sorry...but I'm getting more than just used to this curse. I'm enjoying it. And its my own fault I stayed in tonight ...

Last post of the day. Trying to not completely flood the site after all, hehe. So...this piece has a huge backstory to it relating to my Fursona and OC gals. A bit convoluted until I can flush out the ideas in a real written story form, so I'll give the abridged version here. Tabby (fursona) is mates with Nikki (the Blonde Fox), but he crosses paths with Sno (the black furred Werewolf) her doesn't bite him but discovers he has a lupine personality manifesting into Lycanthropy...which res...

"I should be home, curled up in a warm bed I should be considering rest for the dreary day ahead Prepare to wake up refreshed for the modern world To work and toll, to cavort and mingle with other humans But I don't, living a human life not what I'm yearning to do I look to the sky, watch the bright sun set My throat murmurs as something animal escapes, a purr It's already starting...and I truly don't want to fight I take my clothes, jacket and jeans leave my effects and valuable th...

"The need to be rid of my clothes immediately felt like an reaction to a deep rooted instinct, not simply needing to relieve my itchy skin against fabric or the heat fuming under them but because it felt wrong; unnatural. I needed to be naked, I needed to shed off human things gradually becoming distressed that I felt strange in this large hairless body. I drop onto the floor on my hands and knees, contorting and flexing my being urging to correct my shape; regain a primal form that I longed to ...

"I walk out to the field Shedding my clothes Gazing upon the full moon My heart beats and skin burns madly The fear of losing my humanity fades As the aromatic air of the woodland night And the call of the pack Ease my frights and excites me. I smile, baring my teeth Feeling the canines grow to fangs, My nails lengthening into tough, ivory claws, The woodland darkness illuminated by the yellow glow of my eyes My ears twitch as I feel the skin pull out into points A short gasp es...

"That time of the month, but with a supernatural twist. Never expected to run into a honest to real Werewolf, more so to have survived being attacked. At least it turns out we don't becoming killing machines with no souls like in the movies and stories, so it still perplexing why that wolf had to pounce and bite me that night. Because of it; now, I go through the same curse every month. I think I'm becoming more accustomed to it than I ever imagined, stripping down to my flesh even befor...

People with feral tendencies should be more careful how and where they decide to spend their nights on a Full Moon. This young man (and his family inside the house) won't be prepared for how the wolf inside might react to being confined in a small enclosure on its first night reborn. ...Not my best description, is it? XD This piece is the second from my earliest drawings I started making for the TF themes. I didn't realize it back then, but I think my inner wolf was howling for attention...