"You... you're a cat!?" Misty shrieked. "Something's turning us into monsters, and I don't want to stick around and find out..."
The panic in her voice gave away her urge to run. She didn't want to wind up like Max or May. "Maybe it was just a family thing! Yeah, they were all a family of cursed warriors, or some legend thing." Misty consoled herself and hugged herself tightly.
"Misty, you ok? Momentai, it'll..." Drew clamped his hand over his mouth as everyone turned to stare at him. His usual cool, detached voice had just raised a few octaves!
"What did you just call me?" Misty glared.
"I dunno... I DON'T know. I mean..." he raised his hands to his face to realize they were now coated in beige fur!
"Oh my god. May! May, look what's... oh this is your fault, I'm turning into a cat too!!"
The now wolven Max stepped forward and sniffed him lightly.
"Hey, cut it out, I'm not a chew toy!" the coordinator cracked. He waved his fist at him, only to realize his arms were getting shorter! His hands didn't even reach to the elbow of his sweater!
"Not a cat... a dog, I think..." May smiled at him.
"How can you be so calm!?" Drew shot. His ears felt heavy. Wait, was it normal for a person to be able to 'feel' their ears!? Drew gaped as two floppy, rabbit-like ears slapped at his shoulderblades. The hair was an off-tan color, not white. Drew's eyes, his favorite feature in his opinion, dulled over until the color was replace by a single, large iris.
"Ohh... you're so cute!" May giggled. He was only a little taller than she was now!
"This coming from a plush animal!?" Drew snarled. Lost in the pile of clothes that had once been designer labels, a small puppy/rabbit hyrbid struggeld to free himself.
"It's not a family curse, it's coming for all of us!" Misty shivered. Brock rubbed his chin. It might not be so bad, and as long as he turned into something that could attract the ladies like Max now could...
"Uhh... need some help Drew...?" Ash cautiously approached the writhing pile of clothing.
"No, momentai..." a playful, muffled voice chided. The pastel sweater was ripped apart by a tiny set of claws and an adorable rabbit-like creature stumbled out. His tiny nub of a tail wagging excitedly. The creature craned his neck to see it.
"Humph... never had that before! What? Why are you all looking at me like that?"
The Third part in the first lengthy TF sequence in the story. Again, done by
Grandstorm
The panic in her voice gave away her urge to run. She didn't want to wind up like Max or May. "Maybe it was just a family thing! Yeah, they were all a family of cursed warriors, or some legend thing." Misty consoled herself and hugged herself tightly.
"Misty, you ok? Momentai, it'll..." Drew clamped his hand over his mouth as everyone turned to stare at him. His usual cool, detached voice had just raised a few octaves!
"What did you just call me?" Misty glared.
"I dunno... I DON'T know. I mean..." he raised his hands to his face to realize they were now coated in beige fur!
"Oh my god. May! May, look what's... oh this is your fault, I'm turning into a cat too!!"
The now wolven Max stepped forward and sniffed him lightly.
"Hey, cut it out, I'm not a chew toy!" the coordinator cracked. He waved his fist at him, only to realize his arms were getting shorter! His hands didn't even reach to the elbow of his sweater!
"Not a cat... a dog, I think..." May smiled at him.
"How can you be so calm!?" Drew shot. His ears felt heavy. Wait, was it normal for a person to be able to 'feel' their ears!? Drew gaped as two floppy, rabbit-like ears slapped at his shoulderblades. The hair was an off-tan color, not white. Drew's eyes, his favorite feature in his opinion, dulled over until the color was replace by a single, large iris.
"Ohh... you're so cute!" May giggled. He was only a little taller than she was now!
"This coming from a plush animal!?" Drew snarled. Lost in the pile of clothes that had once been designer labels, a small puppy/rabbit hyrbid struggeld to free himself.
"It's not a family curse, it's coming for all of us!" Misty shivered. Brock rubbed his chin. It might not be so bad, and as long as he turned into something that could attract the ladies like Max now could...
"Uhh... need some help Drew...?" Ash cautiously approached the writhing pile of clothing.
"No, momentai..." a playful, muffled voice chided. The pastel sweater was ripped apart by a tiny set of claws and an adorable rabbit-like creature stumbled out. His tiny nub of a tail wagging excitedly. The creature craned his neck to see it.
"Humph... never had that before! What? Why are you all looking at me like that?"
The Third part in the first lengthy TF sequence in the story. Again, done by
Grandstorm
Category All / Transformation
Species Digimon
Size 498 x 656px
File Size 81.2 kB
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