I actually thought about making a full comic for these captions because I love the conceptโฆ๐ maybe youโll soon get a visaul version ;)
FormFlux
2024-09-14 13:18:40 +0000 UTC
Is it wrong to ask for a continuation of this TF in this style?
It reminds me of AlwaysOlder's "That Furry Feeling"
tinpin
2024-09-14 08:21:45 +0000 UTC
sadly I can not post the caption under the image because it contains speech that isn't allowed not sure if this will get detected this way but we'll see!
FormFlux
2024-09-12 20:49:10 +0000 UTC
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tinpin
2024-09-12 20:48:42 +0000 UTC
"Come on, Mr. Whiskers, let's watch some TV," Emily said to her cat as she grabbed the remote. The purr of the engineered furball was music to her ears. She settled into the couch, her favorite blanket wrapped around her, and the smell of popcorn filling the room.
As the movie began, she couldn't help but envy Mr. Whiskers' carefree life. He lounged beside her, his tail occasionally flicking to and fro, seemingly in rhythm with the film score. His eyes narrowed in contentment, and she wished she could feel such simple pleasure without the weight of the world on her shoulders.
Suddenly, a strange sensation washed over her, a tingling that grew more intense with each passing second. Emily looked down to find her hands elongating, her fingers merging into sleek black fur-covered paws. She gasped, her breath catching in her throat as she felt her body shift and reshape. Her eyes grew wider, her nose more pronounced, and her ears grew pointed at the tips, shooting up to the ceiling. Panic set in as she looked down to see her legs morphing into those of a cat, her toes lengthening and curling into claws.
Her clothes ripped and fell away, revealing the new contours of her body. Her hips widened, giving her a more voluptuous figure, and her chest swelled, leaving her with a pair of ample, rounded breasts that seemed to defy gravity. Her waist tightened, and her stomach flattened, giving her an athletic, feline physique. The black fur that now covered her body was soft and velvety, and she could feel the prickle of each individual hair as it grew. She looked at Mr. Whiskers, whose eyes were now as wide as saucers, but his tail remained in its relaxed curl.
Emily's heart raced as she took in her transformation. She touched her new face with her paw, feeling the soft fur and the whiskers that had sprouted from her cheeks. They twitched at the slightest touch, sending a shiver down her spine. She looked down at her torso, tracing the lines of fur that led down to her wide hips and the sleek tail that now curled around her legs. Her human mind struggled to process the change, but a new, feline instinct began to emerge, calming her.