TftW: Kathy-Catting.
TftW: Kathy-Catting.
Kathy Bates TG.
NOTE:
This one was intended to be an April Fool's joke but I thought of this one since there are few plus sized actress related TGs and well since that one episode of Two And A Half Men where Kathy appears as the ghost of Charlie Harper, i've been meaning to do a Kathy Bates type TG, so i'm using this and Misery as inspiration. And this is inspired by American Horror Story as well.
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Carlston was a very selfish and obnoxious man with psychopathic tendencies, he was known for being a stalker and for trying to make a big spectacle out of his victims - he was obsessed and almost vulture-like in that way. Always stalking his prey OL like he was some kind of zombie on the hunt for human brains to feed on, he craved lulz like how deadites crave souls and he didn't like being deprived of them in anyway.
Even in real life, he was known for doing this and yet people enabled him to act like this for numerous sick and disturbing reasons. They just didn't know better, and it was for that specific reason that he was on the hitlist of most wanted threats to mankind - of course that didn't stop him from trying to stalk his victims.
But one night he made a very foolish mistake, you see - he was trying to dig up information on a beloved entertainer who had passed away and he was trying to do whatever he could to sully that poor person's image in any shape or form, he had been invited over to the estate of the entertainer's family to discuss things with them - but what he didn't know was that upon arriving - he was greeted by the sight of a chubby brown and white cat, the cat slinked up to him and purred before morphing into the form of a heavy set woman who resembled Annie Wilkes, in fact she was dressed just like Annie as well.
"Well well well...look what i've just dragged in."
"Who are you?"
"Oh...silly me, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Annabelle."
"Is this your home?"
"Well yeah...in a way, i've lived here for a long time. I was hired by Robert Galliams's wife to take care of this place ages ago. And i've been working here since then, of course now that Robert's passed away and all... it's pretty much just me, Robert's wife and kids."
"How did you do that shapeshifting into a cat thing? Is that some kind of weird magic trick? Is it CGI? Practical fx? How exactly do you know that? I must know how you do it..is it a trick?"
"No tricks here...dear, only treats."
"So...how exactly did you do it?"
"I'm basically what you might call a shapeshifter that can turn into their totem or spirit animal, mine just happens to be a cat. Of course I can change at will and can become an anthro feline form too. So what I can do you for?"
"Well i'm here to do a little bit of a 'report' on Robert's life and career."
"Okay...but you better behave yourself. You wouldn't want to get on my bad side now, would you? Of course not. Let's just say it's not pleasant when i'm in a bad mood, in fact you'll be terrified of me when you see me like that."
"Aaaaw...a cute innocent pretty thing like you...scary? I don't think so."
He chuckled to himself before sitting down to do his so called 'report', but little did he know there was more to Annabelle than met the eyes, Annabelle slinked off into the kitchen for a while before checking on him several times. She smirked a little as she leaned against the wall, a fly buzzed in front of her for a few seconds before she swatted it with her hand which slowly shifted brown and white fur and shifted to become a semi paw-like one, after swatting the fly several times she hissed a little before morphing her hand back to normal, she giggled as she watched him at work.
A few hours later - he was hard at work on the 'report' but was given a nasty shock when Annabelle caught him in the act. She took one glimpse at his papers and gave him the most icy of glares, her seemingly sweet and cuddly appearance seemed less adorable and more like she wanted to gut him.
"What the heck is this? What the heck is this?"
"It's my report on Robert."
"This report is full of lies and insults - there's nothing nice about him mentioned in this at all, it's full of hate and spiteful words. You're making a joke out of the fact he is dead because of something that happened to him."
"I'm sorry, but it's the truth."
"I thought you were good Carlston, I thought you were good. But now I see the truth, you're not good. You're nothing but another lying, dirty birdy that thinks they can try and dig up whatever information you can find about a man who brought so much joy to the world and try to sully his reputation."
"So? It's all lulzy to me."
She hissed angrily at him as her blue eyes shifted and develop cat-like slits, her canine teeth slowly extending to become fangs as whiskers emerged out of the cheeks on her face, her long brown hair growing even longer - she then circled him several times. Hissing and looking rather ticked off at him.
"That's the problem with folks like you. You all want to cause drama by digging up things that are long dead and gone. It's like when those reporters at BMT tried to inquire about what happened to Robert that resulted in his death. Everyone knows what happened, but they kept asking anyway. Have they got amnesia? Nobody saw where he was when he died, but then the reporters got obsessed with trying to find out more about it.."
"Oh...i'm sorry..."
"They got obsessed over his death, they became obsessed with finding out more about his COCKADOODIE DEATH! And it just drives me mad when people try to dig up information about him and his COCKADOODIE DEATH!"
"I'm sorry..."
"Sorry isn't good enough. I thought I could trust you."
"But..."
She hissed at him before pushing him with inhuman strength onto the sofa-bed nearby, she then grabbed a sledgehammer and used it to break his legs and she scratched him with her fingernails which extended and sharpened to become akin to claws. Although he was wounded quite a bit, he felt absolutely no pain from either the claws or his now broken leg, the clawmarks healed up as if by supernatural magic.
"No buts, you deserve this. If you weren't such a lowdown, lying dirty birdy I wouldn't have to do this - but you left me no choice. Sorry sweetie, but it's for your own good."
"Please....i'll do anything.."
"Hush..."
He was about to object but what he was about to say was cut off by the hissing sound of a spirit that flew through the walls and then into his body, possessing him in the process - he writhed and groaned as the spirit possessed him - he tried to exorcise the spirit out but the spirit's presence was too strong. That was when the spirit decided to take control in its own special way.
His stomach gurgled and growled several times as the spirit started working its supernatural magic on him - sending a supernatural aura jolting through his body and through his blood and veins, he squirmed several times as his skin imperfections including bits of body hair melted away while his skin slowly smoothened and became softer. He panicked slightly and turned to Annabelle.
"Annabelle...what's going on? What's happening?"
"Well...i'd say you're on your way to becoming a lady of the night..."
"A woman? But I can't be becoming a woman, that's not fair."
"Nothing is ever fair, dearie."
Speaking of things becoming softer...within a matter of seconds he found himself slowly gaining weight, rapidly swelling and gaining 214lbs of fat - his body slowly but surely increasing to become more homely in build as well. In the process he noticed his fingernails growing longer as black nail polish was applied to them, he panted several times as he witnessed what he was going through. He thought this was a horrible nightmare, but it wasn't...it was real and it was happening to him, and there was nothing he could do anything about it.
His stomach, butt, arms and legs were now much larger than normal, specifically they looked more like they belonged on a plus sized woman or BBW than on a man like him - looking down at his chest - he could see it balloon outward a little as two large, plus sized breasts developed. He couldn't believe what was happening - not only was he now possessed, but he was turning into a plus sized woman.
He panted as he writhed around several more times, in the process his clothing stretched and reformed itself - slowly turning into an elegant gown with a gothic motif - he panicked several times as he felt his private parts reshape themselves, his privates retracting into his groin and reforming into a vagina. His shoulders shrank a little but gained bulk to support his new body as his neckline became more feminine and followed suit.
"Please...stop this. I don't want to be a woman."
"Too late for that i'm afraid. You shouldn't have written those things about Robert. I mean how could you? Everyone loved Robert - he was a legend. And you just had to go and try and sully his reputation like that. You really upset me with those things you said."
"I didn't mean to..."
"I warned you that you wouldn't like to see me when i'm mad...but you didn't listen to me. You just had to be a lying dirty birdy didn't you? Oh well..no matter, you're becoming much better at the moment."
He panicked several more times as his hair slowly extended, growing longer and longer until it grew to slight shoulder length and turned a darker shade of brown, in the process his eyebrows thinned and also turned brown. Eyelashes formed around his eyes as the color of the eyes themselves turned blue, in the process his nose shrank to become petite and feminine as his facial features slowly shifted.
His facial features slowly shifted to become more feminine as his face also shifted to become rounder, while his lips puffed out and turned a soft shade of pink, his facial features morphing and reshaping themselves to give him or rather her - a very homely appearance, in the process his appearance slowly shifted as well, as a mirror materialized in front of her - she could see her appearance morphing a bit more until her appearance definitely had more than just a passing resemblance to the actress Kathy Bates.
But it wasn't just her appearance that was a dead ringer for Bates, it was her voice as well - as it altered and shifted to become higher and feminine but also with a very strong, fierce and powerful tone to it - while still being very playful and warm-hearted in nature - shifting in time to match her new look, in the process giving her Kathy's voice as well. Finally, new thoughts and memories came flooding into her mind and within seconds - she wasn't Carlston anymore, in fact she didn't even remember being him - not that she would have liked to anyway. Now that the process was complete, she was now an entirely different person - in fact. And it didn't take long for her to figure out who she was - she was Kathy Bates - and she wouldn't have it any other way.
She broke herself free and blushed before turning to Annabelle, she felt bad about what had happened earlier and she wanted to make it up to her in some way. Annabelle hugged her and smiled.
"It's alright Kathy, you just weren't yourself tonight."
"Really? Well...ummm...thanks. I feel better now."
"But now you are...it feels good to be you doesn't it?"
"It sure does."
"I'm glad you've learned your lesson and you've gotten a lot better."
"Same here..."
"So...what do you wanna do know?"
"I want to know what powers this form of mine has and what I can use them for."
"Well I can certainly show and teach you how to use them as well, follow me."
And so with that, Anabelle and Kathy headed over to the kitchen where Annabelle taught her how to use her new supernatural powers including shapeshifting into her totem or spirit animal which was also a cat, and also how to turn into anthro cat form and how to shapeshift at will. Kathy naturally was a fast-learner but it took a while for her to adjust to being in cat form a few times.
As for what happened later, Kathy took on a new role as a priestess and made it her duty to protect the Galliams estate from people who tried to dig up information on Robert, providing herself to be quite effective in the process. This new job had benefits too as she made lots of new friends thanks to it and learned about respecting others privacy due to her experience on that night.
Remember my dear friends, the moral is this - some things are best left alone to be left in peace, digging up something that is already long gone and dead isn't going to do you any favors and it will just end up biting you in the ass anyway. It is best to just let sleeping dogs - or cats - lie. Also beware the cute ones.
Kathy Bates TG.
NOTE:
This one was intended to be an April Fool's joke but I thought of this one since there are few plus sized actress related TGs and well since that one episode of Two And A Half Men where Kathy appears as the ghost of Charlie Harper, i've been meaning to do a Kathy Bates type TG, so i'm using this and Misery as inspiration. And this is inspired by American Horror Story as well.
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Carlston was a very selfish and obnoxious man with psychopathic tendencies, he was known for being a stalker and for trying to make a big spectacle out of his victims - he was obsessed and almost vulture-like in that way. Always stalking his prey OL like he was some kind of zombie on the hunt for human brains to feed on, he craved lulz like how deadites crave souls and he didn't like being deprived of them in anyway.
Even in real life, he was known for doing this and yet people enabled him to act like this for numerous sick and disturbing reasons. They just didn't know better, and it was for that specific reason that he was on the hitlist of most wanted threats to mankind - of course that didn't stop him from trying to stalk his victims.
But one night he made a very foolish mistake, you see - he was trying to dig up information on a beloved entertainer who had passed away and he was trying to do whatever he could to sully that poor person's image in any shape or form, he had been invited over to the estate of the entertainer's family to discuss things with them - but what he didn't know was that upon arriving - he was greeted by the sight of a chubby brown and white cat, the cat slinked up to him and purred before morphing into the form of a heavy set woman who resembled Annie Wilkes, in fact she was dressed just like Annie as well.
"Well well well...look what i've just dragged in."
"Who are you?"
"Oh...silly me, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Annabelle."
"Is this your home?"
"Well yeah...in a way, i've lived here for a long time. I was hired by Robert Galliams's wife to take care of this place ages ago. And i've been working here since then, of course now that Robert's passed away and all... it's pretty much just me, Robert's wife and kids."
"How did you do that shapeshifting into a cat thing? Is that some kind of weird magic trick? Is it CGI? Practical fx? How exactly do you know that? I must know how you do it..is it a trick?"
"No tricks here...dear, only treats."
"So...how exactly did you do it?"
"I'm basically what you might call a shapeshifter that can turn into their totem or spirit animal, mine just happens to be a cat. Of course I can change at will and can become an anthro feline form too. So what I can do you for?"
"Well i'm here to do a little bit of a 'report' on Robert's life and career."
"Okay...but you better behave yourself. You wouldn't want to get on my bad side now, would you? Of course not. Let's just say it's not pleasant when i'm in a bad mood, in fact you'll be terrified of me when you see me like that."
"Aaaaw...a cute innocent pretty thing like you...scary? I don't think so."
He chuckled to himself before sitting down to do his so called 'report', but little did he know there was more to Annabelle than met the eyes, Annabelle slinked off into the kitchen for a while before checking on him several times. She smirked a little as she leaned against the wall, a fly buzzed in front of her for a few seconds before she swatted it with her hand which slowly shifted brown and white fur and shifted to become a semi paw-like one, after swatting the fly several times she hissed a little before morphing her hand back to normal, she giggled as she watched him at work.
A few hours later - he was hard at work on the 'report' but was given a nasty shock when Annabelle caught him in the act. She took one glimpse at his papers and gave him the most icy of glares, her seemingly sweet and cuddly appearance seemed less adorable and more like she wanted to gut him.
"What the heck is this? What the heck is this?"
"It's my report on Robert."
"This report is full of lies and insults - there's nothing nice about him mentioned in this at all, it's full of hate and spiteful words. You're making a joke out of the fact he is dead because of something that happened to him."
"I'm sorry, but it's the truth."
"I thought you were good Carlston, I thought you were good. But now I see the truth, you're not good. You're nothing but another lying, dirty birdy that thinks they can try and dig up whatever information you can find about a man who brought so much joy to the world and try to sully his reputation."
"So? It's all lulzy to me."
She hissed angrily at him as her blue eyes shifted and develop cat-like slits, her canine teeth slowly extending to become fangs as whiskers emerged out of the cheeks on her face, her long brown hair growing even longer - she then circled him several times. Hissing and looking rather ticked off at him.
"That's the problem with folks like you. You all want to cause drama by digging up things that are long dead and gone. It's like when those reporters at BMT tried to inquire about what happened to Robert that resulted in his death. Everyone knows what happened, but they kept asking anyway. Have they got amnesia? Nobody saw where he was when he died, but then the reporters got obsessed with trying to find out more about it.."
"Oh...i'm sorry..."
"They got obsessed over his death, they became obsessed with finding out more about his COCKADOODIE DEATH! And it just drives me mad when people try to dig up information about him and his COCKADOODIE DEATH!"
"I'm sorry..."
"Sorry isn't good enough. I thought I could trust you."
"But..."
She hissed at him before pushing him with inhuman strength onto the sofa-bed nearby, she then grabbed a sledgehammer and used it to break his legs and she scratched him with her fingernails which extended and sharpened to become akin to claws. Although he was wounded quite a bit, he felt absolutely no pain from either the claws or his now broken leg, the clawmarks healed up as if by supernatural magic.
"No buts, you deserve this. If you weren't such a lowdown, lying dirty birdy I wouldn't have to do this - but you left me no choice. Sorry sweetie, but it's for your own good."
"Please....i'll do anything.."
"Hush..."
He was about to object but what he was about to say was cut off by the hissing sound of a spirit that flew through the walls and then into his body, possessing him in the process - he writhed and groaned as the spirit possessed him - he tried to exorcise the spirit out but the spirit's presence was too strong. That was when the spirit decided to take control in its own special way.
His stomach gurgled and growled several times as the spirit started working its supernatural magic on him - sending a supernatural aura jolting through his body and through his blood and veins, he squirmed several times as his skin imperfections including bits of body hair melted away while his skin slowly smoothened and became softer. He panicked slightly and turned to Annabelle.
"Annabelle...what's going on? What's happening?"
"Well...i'd say you're on your way to becoming a lady of the night..."
"A woman? But I can't be becoming a woman, that's not fair."
"Nothing is ever fair, dearie."
Speaking of things becoming softer...within a matter of seconds he found himself slowly gaining weight, rapidly swelling and gaining 214lbs of fat - his body slowly but surely increasing to become more homely in build as well. In the process he noticed his fingernails growing longer as black nail polish was applied to them, he panted several times as he witnessed what he was going through. He thought this was a horrible nightmare, but it wasn't...it was real and it was happening to him, and there was nothing he could do anything about it.
His stomach, butt, arms and legs were now much larger than normal, specifically they looked more like they belonged on a plus sized woman or BBW than on a man like him - looking down at his chest - he could see it balloon outward a little as two large, plus sized breasts developed. He couldn't believe what was happening - not only was he now possessed, but he was turning into a plus sized woman.
He panted as he writhed around several more times, in the process his clothing stretched and reformed itself - slowly turning into an elegant gown with a gothic motif - he panicked several times as he felt his private parts reshape themselves, his privates retracting into his groin and reforming into a vagina. His shoulders shrank a little but gained bulk to support his new body as his neckline became more feminine and followed suit.
"Please...stop this. I don't want to be a woman."
"Too late for that i'm afraid. You shouldn't have written those things about Robert. I mean how could you? Everyone loved Robert - he was a legend. And you just had to go and try and sully his reputation like that. You really upset me with those things you said."
"I didn't mean to..."
"I warned you that you wouldn't like to see me when i'm mad...but you didn't listen to me. You just had to be a lying dirty birdy didn't you? Oh well..no matter, you're becoming much better at the moment."
He panicked several more times as his hair slowly extended, growing longer and longer until it grew to slight shoulder length and turned a darker shade of brown, in the process his eyebrows thinned and also turned brown. Eyelashes formed around his eyes as the color of the eyes themselves turned blue, in the process his nose shrank to become petite and feminine as his facial features slowly shifted.
His facial features slowly shifted to become more feminine as his face also shifted to become rounder, while his lips puffed out and turned a soft shade of pink, his facial features morphing and reshaping themselves to give him or rather her - a very homely appearance, in the process his appearance slowly shifted as well, as a mirror materialized in front of her - she could see her appearance morphing a bit more until her appearance definitely had more than just a passing resemblance to the actress Kathy Bates.
But it wasn't just her appearance that was a dead ringer for Bates, it was her voice as well - as it altered and shifted to become higher and feminine but also with a very strong, fierce and powerful tone to it - while still being very playful and warm-hearted in nature - shifting in time to match her new look, in the process giving her Kathy's voice as well. Finally, new thoughts and memories came flooding into her mind and within seconds - she wasn't Carlston anymore, in fact she didn't even remember being him - not that she would have liked to anyway. Now that the process was complete, she was now an entirely different person - in fact. And it didn't take long for her to figure out who she was - she was Kathy Bates - and she wouldn't have it any other way.
She broke herself free and blushed before turning to Annabelle, she felt bad about what had happened earlier and she wanted to make it up to her in some way. Annabelle hugged her and smiled.
"It's alright Kathy, you just weren't yourself tonight."
"Really? Well...ummm...thanks. I feel better now."
"But now you are...it feels good to be you doesn't it?"
"It sure does."
"I'm glad you've learned your lesson and you've gotten a lot better."
"Same here..."
"So...what do you wanna do know?"
"I want to know what powers this form of mine has and what I can use them for."
"Well I can certainly show and teach you how to use them as well, follow me."
And so with that, Anabelle and Kathy headed over to the kitchen where Annabelle taught her how to use her new supernatural powers including shapeshifting into her totem or spirit animal which was also a cat, and also how to turn into anthro cat form and how to shapeshift at will. Kathy naturally was a fast-learner but it took a while for her to adjust to being in cat form a few times.
As for what happened later, Kathy took on a new role as a priestess and made it her duty to protect the Galliams estate from people who tried to dig up information on Robert, providing herself to be quite effective in the process. This new job had benefits too as she made lots of new friends thanks to it and learned about respecting others privacy due to her experience on that night.
Remember my dear friends, the moral is this - some things are best left alone to be left in peace, digging up something that is already long gone and dead isn't going to do you any favors and it will just end up biting you in the ass anyway. It is best to just let sleeping dogs - or cats - lie. Also beware the cute ones.
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