Cloon-Weaver
TftW: Cloon-Weaver.
George Clooney TF.
NOTE:
This story is the story of my character's first George Clooney related transformation and it has mystical/supernatural elements in it - mainly involving a supernatural scent that gives off a Clooney-like aura and aroma. This is also based on a dream I've had. The title of the story is a play on words of the song Dream Weaver by Gary Wright.
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As a monsterologist, it's Nathan's job to investigate paranormal activity of any kind - but as a monster himself, it's his job to keep the streets safe from monsters of the evil variety and to make sure they don't end up taking over the city in general. As a shapeshifter, his job tends to get a bit more complicated. You see, his transformations always happened at night or when it got dark and sometimes were started by dreams or visions that he had that night in addition to this. Of course he never steered into x-rated territory or did anything too gross or bizarre, and he certainly didn't go the Cronenberg route either - he thought the idea of turning into human body parts of any kind was gross and way too unnerving for his taste, also he didn't like the concept being stuck in a form which couldn't move or talk because he was creeped out by the idea of being in a situation where he was helpless which is why he never turned into an inanimate object of any kind not even clothing.
Also regarding his animal transformations, he was never too keen on the idea of going full on feral animal and was more found of the anthro or were-animal concept so he went with those over the going feral option. Of course he always liked the moon in general as it relaxed him and soothed him. And he never did transformations into anything that could result in property damage, he did extinct animals on occasion but never anything like a dinosaur.
His transformations were often unpredictable in nature, but he did have some control over them and had a calendar with luna dates along with a schedule of transformation times as well, since sometimes these happened on a full moon night of sorts - or in the case of the Walken related ones - a blood moon night. And often he would just let it happen as opposed to fighting it.
One night in late April he was fast asleep in his favorite monster bed, having another one of his dreams/visions that he had on a regular basis, he was also peacefully lying on his back and wearing his dark red nightshirt and shorts when the moonlight reflected through the windows and onto the bed he was sleeping in.
He sighed to himself as he thought about how lovely the view of the moon was from his window, feeling very relaxed and serene - unaware of the affect it has starting to have on him and what an effect it was. Starting with his skin which was slowly losing its imperfections and becoming smoother but still very manly and rugged in appearance and texture. His nightshirt slowly began to loosen a little and warp as it morphed itself into a button up yellow shirt with a very distinctive pattern on it, in the process his shorts extended and morphed into a pair of blue jeans.
His body slowly started to gain 172lbs of lean, athletic muscle starting with his chest and torso followed by his arms and legs, his hands and feet stayed roughly the same size as before but his night-socks/slippers slowly morphed into a pair of slick boots as a brown belt snaked itself around his waist. His cardigan slowly morphed itself into a double jacket of the leather variety which also turned black in the process, he didn't notice it though due to being too blissfully entranced by the moonlight.
To him this whole process just seemed to be making his experience even more enchanting and exciting, he sighed a few more times as his shoulders and back followed what was started by his torso, chest and stomach while he elevated in height to 5'11. His neckline elevated to become slightly longer to go with the rest of his lithe but athletic build, in the process his hair slowly started growing longer and longer and turning black - giving him a very wild looking obviously 90's-esque mane of hair.
An intoxicating aroma exhumed itself throughout, one that he couldn't help but fall under and smell for himself as the changes reached his head. His forehead slanted itself a little while his eyebrows thickened a little and blackened to match his new hair - in addition to this his brown eyes stayed the same but widened to give him a doe-eyed look.
His nose shrank a little while his lips altered to become quite kissable with his top lip being slightly longer than the bottom lip, making it a bit narrow in the process, his cheekbones became more pronounced as his facial features slowly altered and reshaped themselves into a more striking and strapping visage, his jawline becoming very strong and almost heroic looking as his chin jutted out a little but not too much while his teeth brightened and glistened in addition to slanting inward a little - his facial features slowly continuing to alter and reshape themselves until within a few seconds later he was the spitting image of early 90's George Clooney as his expression contorted into a very confident smile of sorts.
He sighed a little in admiration as his voice grew slightly deeper with each breath, smoothing out a little as it shifted several octaves, becoming deeper but also very resonant, smooth and charismatic as it shifted to match his appearance. His memories and thoughts shifted several times as well, being replaced with those of the man he now resembled and that man of course was George Clooney. To him, it seemed natural.
A few seconds later - he awoke just in time as his transformation completed itself, he rushed over to the mirror and took a glance at his reflection, and he couldn't believe his eyes once he took a closer look.
"My...what big beautiful eyes you have. All the better to convey my expressions and feelings I suppose. My, what a very charismatic and confident smile you have. All the better to look damn good with, I suppose. Oh and woah...what big expressive eyebrows I have, and what a rather strapping face too...all the better to...woah! Is that? Nah. It can't be. Oh my Celestia it is, it's George Clooney! What's he doing in my mirror?"
He staggered back a little before taking another look, and sure enough - there he was, 90's era George Clooney confidently smiling back at him. He thought he was dreaming or having another vision but this was very real.
"Wait a minute...does that mean? Oh my goodness it does. I've turned into George Clooney!Wow....and it's wow....what can I say? This was so unexpected. And from the looks of it...90's era Clooney too. Mmm...not bad." He exclaimed in surprise, speaking in Clooney's signature charismatic voice. "Oh my goodness...I even sound like him as well. Woah. I wasn't expecting this tonight, that's for sure".
After pinching himself, he found that as mentioned - this was very real and that he wasn't dreaming. He rushed back over into his bedroom and sit around for a few hours before being greeted by Kara, one of his friends. Upon discovering him, Kara got that lovestruck look in her eye as the song 'Dream Weaver' echoed in her mind.
"Oh my goodness....you're...you're..."
"George Clooney? Why yes...yes I am.."
"This is quite amazing. Just what are you doing in that bedroom by the way?"
"Nothing...just hanging around, watching as the moon shines brightly."
"Can I join you?"
"Uh, sure. Come on over."
And with that Kara joined George and sat with him, watching as the moonlight reflected on them, the two of them cuddled and kissed and spent the whole night together, enjoying eachother's company as they did so - talking to each other and being together happily all night long. Kara grew to really enjoy the company and she liked being around George a lot, in fact later - the two of them started dating and later became a semi-couple afterwards, both of them happy to be with one another.
As for George, he certainly did enjoy being who he was and he got to stay as who he was all night long and spend his time with one of his trusted friends. Before he didn't exactly get the girl by any means but now he did and it pleased him. And in addition to this, rather than turning back to his former self the next morning, he decided to find a nice dark place in his room to curl up in and stay as George Clooney. After all, he couldn't let the original Clooney have all the fun now could he? Of course not.
Remember, my friends...sometimes the best kind of surprise is most often one that leaves a lasting impact especially if it's a transformation. After all..who would want to go back to being them after being turned into someone like George Clooney...or Bruce Campbell for that matter as well.
George Clooney TF.
NOTE:
This story is the story of my character's first George Clooney related transformation and it has mystical/supernatural elements in it - mainly involving a supernatural scent that gives off a Clooney-like aura and aroma. This is also based on a dream I've had. The title of the story is a play on words of the song Dream Weaver by Gary Wright.
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As a monsterologist, it's Nathan's job to investigate paranormal activity of any kind - but as a monster himself, it's his job to keep the streets safe from monsters of the evil variety and to make sure they don't end up taking over the city in general. As a shapeshifter, his job tends to get a bit more complicated. You see, his transformations always happened at night or when it got dark and sometimes were started by dreams or visions that he had that night in addition to this. Of course he never steered into x-rated territory or did anything too gross or bizarre, and he certainly didn't go the Cronenberg route either - he thought the idea of turning into human body parts of any kind was gross and way too unnerving for his taste, also he didn't like the concept being stuck in a form which couldn't move or talk because he was creeped out by the idea of being in a situation where he was helpless which is why he never turned into an inanimate object of any kind not even clothing.
Also regarding his animal transformations, he was never too keen on the idea of going full on feral animal and was more found of the anthro or were-animal concept so he went with those over the going feral option. Of course he always liked the moon in general as it relaxed him and soothed him. And he never did transformations into anything that could result in property damage, he did extinct animals on occasion but never anything like a dinosaur.
His transformations were often unpredictable in nature, but he did have some control over them and had a calendar with luna dates along with a schedule of transformation times as well, since sometimes these happened on a full moon night of sorts - or in the case of the Walken related ones - a blood moon night. And often he would just let it happen as opposed to fighting it.
One night in late April he was fast asleep in his favorite monster bed, having another one of his dreams/visions that he had on a regular basis, he was also peacefully lying on his back and wearing his dark red nightshirt and shorts when the moonlight reflected through the windows and onto the bed he was sleeping in.
He sighed to himself as he thought about how lovely the view of the moon was from his window, feeling very relaxed and serene - unaware of the affect it has starting to have on him and what an effect it was. Starting with his skin which was slowly losing its imperfections and becoming smoother but still very manly and rugged in appearance and texture. His nightshirt slowly began to loosen a little and warp as it morphed itself into a button up yellow shirt with a very distinctive pattern on it, in the process his shorts extended and morphed into a pair of blue jeans.
His body slowly started to gain 172lbs of lean, athletic muscle starting with his chest and torso followed by his arms and legs, his hands and feet stayed roughly the same size as before but his night-socks/slippers slowly morphed into a pair of slick boots as a brown belt snaked itself around his waist. His cardigan slowly morphed itself into a double jacket of the leather variety which also turned black in the process, he didn't notice it though due to being too blissfully entranced by the moonlight.
To him this whole process just seemed to be making his experience even more enchanting and exciting, he sighed a few more times as his shoulders and back followed what was started by his torso, chest and stomach while he elevated in height to 5'11. His neckline elevated to become slightly longer to go with the rest of his lithe but athletic build, in the process his hair slowly started growing longer and longer and turning black - giving him a very wild looking obviously 90's-esque mane of hair.
An intoxicating aroma exhumed itself throughout, one that he couldn't help but fall under and smell for himself as the changes reached his head. His forehead slanted itself a little while his eyebrows thickened a little and blackened to match his new hair - in addition to this his brown eyes stayed the same but widened to give him a doe-eyed look.
His nose shrank a little while his lips altered to become quite kissable with his top lip being slightly longer than the bottom lip, making it a bit narrow in the process, his cheekbones became more pronounced as his facial features slowly altered and reshaped themselves into a more striking and strapping visage, his jawline becoming very strong and almost heroic looking as his chin jutted out a little but not too much while his teeth brightened and glistened in addition to slanting inward a little - his facial features slowly continuing to alter and reshape themselves until within a few seconds later he was the spitting image of early 90's George Clooney as his expression contorted into a very confident smile of sorts.
He sighed a little in admiration as his voice grew slightly deeper with each breath, smoothing out a little as it shifted several octaves, becoming deeper but also very resonant, smooth and charismatic as it shifted to match his appearance. His memories and thoughts shifted several times as well, being replaced with those of the man he now resembled and that man of course was George Clooney. To him, it seemed natural.
A few seconds later - he awoke just in time as his transformation completed itself, he rushed over to the mirror and took a glance at his reflection, and he couldn't believe his eyes once he took a closer look.
"My...what big beautiful eyes you have. All the better to convey my expressions and feelings I suppose. My, what a very charismatic and confident smile you have. All the better to look damn good with, I suppose. Oh and woah...what big expressive eyebrows I have, and what a rather strapping face too...all the better to...woah! Is that? Nah. It can't be. Oh my Celestia it is, it's George Clooney! What's he doing in my mirror?"
He staggered back a little before taking another look, and sure enough - there he was, 90's era George Clooney confidently smiling back at him. He thought he was dreaming or having another vision but this was very real.
"Wait a minute...does that mean? Oh my goodness it does. I've turned into George Clooney!Wow....and it's wow....what can I say? This was so unexpected. And from the looks of it...90's era Clooney too. Mmm...not bad." He exclaimed in surprise, speaking in Clooney's signature charismatic voice. "Oh my goodness...I even sound like him as well. Woah. I wasn't expecting this tonight, that's for sure".
After pinching himself, he found that as mentioned - this was very real and that he wasn't dreaming. He rushed back over into his bedroom and sit around for a few hours before being greeted by Kara, one of his friends. Upon discovering him, Kara got that lovestruck look in her eye as the song 'Dream Weaver' echoed in her mind.
"Oh my goodness....you're...you're..."
"George Clooney? Why yes...yes I am.."
"This is quite amazing. Just what are you doing in that bedroom by the way?"
"Nothing...just hanging around, watching as the moon shines brightly."
"Can I join you?"
"Uh, sure. Come on over."
And with that Kara joined George and sat with him, watching as the moonlight reflected on them, the two of them cuddled and kissed and spent the whole night together, enjoying eachother's company as they did so - talking to each other and being together happily all night long. Kara grew to really enjoy the company and she liked being around George a lot, in fact later - the two of them started dating and later became a semi-couple afterwards, both of them happy to be with one another.
As for George, he certainly did enjoy being who he was and he got to stay as who he was all night long and spend his time with one of his trusted friends. Before he didn't exactly get the girl by any means but now he did and it pleased him. And in addition to this, rather than turning back to his former self the next morning, he decided to find a nice dark place in his room to curl up in and stay as George Clooney. After all, he couldn't let the original Clooney have all the fun now could he? Of course not.
Remember, my friends...sometimes the best kind of surprise is most often one that leaves a lasting impact especially if it's a transformation. After all..who would want to go back to being them after being turned into someone like George Clooney...or Bruce Campbell for that matter as well.
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