1: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3158753/
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3: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3161302/
4: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3191967/
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Wyraach couldn't believe his ears. Did the big Gold ox just say those words? Did he just... free him? He looked up at the huge beast, and he bumped his huge snout into his small body affectionately. "Soon, you'll be as big as I am" he hissed content, a big smile tensing his lips, showing off two rows of dreadful fangs... fangs Wyraach would soon own as well. The dragon in human form grinned wide, and he would have started dancing if he had full control of his body. He started shivering uncontrollably, the hair on his skin standing up, a tingling feeling all over his body as he looked up, trembling in anticipation. The Gold was still looming over him, a clawed paw suspended on top of his head as he directed the flow of magic, empowering his friend's body, controlling the changes, soothing the dreadful pain that should have followed it. He wanted the whole process to be a beautiful, blissful experience for Wyraach, and for him too to enjoy.
Wyraach was feeling very hot now, magic empowering every cell of his body, fueling it, preparing it for huge, dramatic changes. He was quivering and sweating now, feeling the flow of change starting to ebb around him, his power beginning to return, like lifegiving water on arid land and he was going to absorb every drop of it! A smile tensed his lips, the taste of blood filled his mouth as his teeth started pushing against each other, growing out of his gums, some pointy fangs already poking from his lips, too big to fit in. Wyraach rejoiced, it was unbelievable, soon his weak body would be replaced by his former, glorious one. His smile distorted into a power hungry grin, he grimaced as two sore bumps stretched the skin of his forehead, his ears feeling like they were on fire as they started to grow in size and get a pointy shape. Sweat was covering his whole body now, patches of wet emerging on his clothes, on his back, under his armpit, reflecting the frenetic changes that were now strenghtening his muscles. As a human he was punished with a lean, relatively weak body; now his growing muscles were already starting to tense his clothes, the lines of a sculpted figure starting to get visible as the damp fabric strained. His hands jerked without control, an umbearable pressure on his fingertips, as if something was trying to bore its way out from within. With a blood chilling shredding sound, ten black claws broke their way trough his useless, flimsy human nails. He was definitely returning... a maddened look now lit his eyes, this was just the beginning, he could feel the changes picking up, speeding up.
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Wyraach ©
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3: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3161302/
4: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3191967/
[...]
Wyraach couldn't believe his ears. Did the big Gold ox just say those words? Did he just... free him? He looked up at the huge beast, and he bumped his huge snout into his small body affectionately. "Soon, you'll be as big as I am" he hissed content, a big smile tensing his lips, showing off two rows of dreadful fangs... fangs Wyraach would soon own as well. The dragon in human form grinned wide, and he would have started dancing if he had full control of his body. He started shivering uncontrollably, the hair on his skin standing up, a tingling feeling all over his body as he looked up, trembling in anticipation. The Gold was still looming over him, a clawed paw suspended on top of his head as he directed the flow of magic, empowering his friend's body, controlling the changes, soothing the dreadful pain that should have followed it. He wanted the whole process to be a beautiful, blissful experience for Wyraach, and for him too to enjoy.
Wyraach was feeling very hot now, magic empowering every cell of his body, fueling it, preparing it for huge, dramatic changes. He was quivering and sweating now, feeling the flow of change starting to ebb around him, his power beginning to return, like lifegiving water on arid land and he was going to absorb every drop of it! A smile tensed his lips, the taste of blood filled his mouth as his teeth started pushing against each other, growing out of his gums, some pointy fangs already poking from his lips, too big to fit in. Wyraach rejoiced, it was unbelievable, soon his weak body would be replaced by his former, glorious one. His smile distorted into a power hungry grin, he grimaced as two sore bumps stretched the skin of his forehead, his ears feeling like they were on fire as they started to grow in size and get a pointy shape. Sweat was covering his whole body now, patches of wet emerging on his clothes, on his back, under his armpit, reflecting the frenetic changes that were now strenghtening his muscles. As a human he was punished with a lean, relatively weak body; now his growing muscles were already starting to tense his clothes, the lines of a sculpted figure starting to get visible as the damp fabric strained. His hands jerked without control, an umbearable pressure on his fingertips, as if something was trying to bore its way out from within. With a blood chilling shredding sound, ten black claws broke their way trough his useless, flimsy human nails. He was definitely returning... a maddened look now lit his eyes, this was just the beginning, he could feel the changes picking up, speeding up.
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Wyraach ©
wyraachur
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Transformation
Species Dragon (Other)
Size 392 x 800px
File Size 221.5 kB
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