Cloon Over Oakendale.
Cloon Over Oakendale.
George Clooney tf/full moon theme
NOTE:
This story is mostly fiction/fantasy and it is from the point of the view of my character as he talks about his transformations and how they work. It also makes use of the full moon as a trigger for it in some way. And this involves MC as well.
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Some people are always up bright and early to greet the day - those are called 'early birds' as in the early bird that always catches the worm and others are nocturnal, they're called night-owls and are usually up at night. That's basically where I am come in, I am creepscular by nature which is to say I come out between the hours of dusk and dawn, well I am a supernatural creature after all.
It's complicated really, I am a shapeshifter but my changes always happen at night or when it is dark out, sometimes when i'm frightened I transform as well - it's kind of unpredictable since I never can tell who or what i'm going to be. But I always look forward to it, and that's where the fun part comes in. One night I had just come back from the local monster convention and I checked my calendar, it was definitely going to be a good night I could tell - I walked over to the window of my apartment just in time to see the moon appearing out from behind the clouds.
The moonlight reflected from above and through the windows, sending a series of calming sensations through my body and making me feel extremely relaxed and calm...I began to fall into a trance-like state as the moonlight enveloped me, in this trance-like state I found it ever so difficult to concentrate on anything else. But that didn't matter to me anyway since I was having a terrific time.
In addition to this my mind was shifting a bit, and I was beginning to think new thoughts...a few new memories and traits began to influence me...I thought for a few seconds, I distinctly remember being someone else, someone who must have been very important, someone who must have been a movie star of some kind. Various movies of some kind appeared in my mind, movies in which I must have been the star in them, and yet...these mental shifts kind of made sense, like they were reminding me.
My skin slowly began to lose its imperfections as it smoothened out a bit, then lean musculature started building up on my chest and torso as my arms broadened, my hands enlarging a bit as I removed my furred gloves. My clothing was slowly altering as it became a rather slick suit and jacket along with the pants to match, my feet enlarged to go with my hands as a pair of black shoes materialized on them. The mental shift continued as an image of what appeared to be an award of some kind, that award being an Academy Award, then another popped up, a Golden Globe, followed by an Emmy.
I was already starting to embrace my changes as the transformation continued, traces of who I was fading bit by it and being replaced with those of someone else...in all fairness I was already starting to think that I had always been this kind of person, an award winning actor. The changes progressing further as my legs lengthened to match my arms, my stomach slimming down as I now sported a more athletic build. The memories and thoughts began to influence me further as the movies from before played over and over in my mind, those movies being From Dusk Till Dawn, Gravity, Fantastic Mr Fox, the Ocean's remake and its sequels, A Perfect Storm, One Fine Day, Tomorrowland, The Men Who Stare At Goats, O' Brother Where Art Thou and Syriana.
Somehow I was remembering that I was in them and having an important part in all of them, as my back and shoulders broadened, I elevated in height to 5'10 as I weighed around 172lbs of lean musculature, my neckline altering as my hair slicked itself back into what was commonly known as a Caesar cut as it turned black with a few silver highlights. A mischievous and charismatic persona was influencing me and telling me that it's alright and that this was all natural.
"Well yes of course it's natural....I wouldn't think of it as anything but."
"That's right, it is perfectly natural."
"You know....I think it's all coming clear to me now...all these awards, all these movies..."
"Yes..."
"I think I remember all of them...yes, I even remember being on a couple of tv shows."
"What do you remember most?"
"Well...I was on a doctor on a tv show...no, I wasn't House. I was on E.R...that's it.."
My brow became a bit more pronounced as my forehead underwent the same process, my eyebrows thickening and blackening to go with my hair, arching to give me a playful look as my eyes widened, darkening and becoming very expressive and doe-eyed as my cheekbones became more pronounced, my nose sculpting itself into a very straight one with a pretty extensive profile projection that went down to the tip. That philtrim of mine elongated a bit as my lips slowly altered, one half being slightly longer than the other as they became kissable, my teeth brightening as my expression became a suave looking smile of sorts, which all-together seemed natural.
In addition to this my features altered, shifting and contorting as my visage realigned itself into that of a very attractive leading man. That man's visage was one that now I distinctly remember possessing , as well as that persona and what a persona it was, such a charismatic and good-natured one with a prankster side to it. By this point I was already starting to think that I had always been this way.
Which was correct, I had been like this my whole life...my jawline altered as my chin jutted out a little, giving me a lantern jaw of sorts as that persona influenced me even more, my voice deepening and smoothening, becoming resonant and charismatic sounding - the perfect voice to go with my appearance as that persona influenced me. I heard that voice in my mind once more, telling me that this was meant to be.
Then again....I always knew that I had been given the gift of charm and the personality to boot, and being blessed with that classic iconic leading man type appearance helped, that good ol regal matter of factual handsomeness and that regality kind of helped make me who I am today, my mind altering further as the changes progressed. Instinctively I bobbed my head a few times and made a few expressions, my face was surprisingly very expressive and not to mention quite good looking.
All through this I had been thinking I had always been who I was and that someone, as my almost fully developed mind and memories clearly shown - was an actor named George Clooney, a leading man with a playful streak who wasn't afraid to get serious or political for that matter, yes...that's who I was, I was George Clooney. My transformation completed itself as traces of 'Nathan' faded away completely, my new persona and mindset now fully developed and influencing me.
Just then a reporter jumped out from nearby and started walking over to me, I could tell he was slightly nervous to be around me so I flashed my signature smile and he immediately he felt calmer. This had been the first reporter i've ever had seen all night, most of the reporters were asleep at this time of night except for this one, I thought it was quite a curious sight indeed.
"Ah yes...it has all come back to me now!"
"Mr Clooney...can I ask you a question?"
"Sure..."
"How do you react to Donald Trump's response to your comment about him?"
"I still stand by what I said."
"And why is that?"
"Trumpty is NOT presidential material and never will be. He is a proverbial bull in a china shop. Also...about that "he's no Cary Grant" comment he made, he's the one to talk...I saw Ghosts Can't Do It. What a terrible movie it was. I mean who wrote the screenplay for that movie? I mean what was up with Trump's dialogue? If he was trying to be tough and flirty at the same time, it obviously isn't working."
"It's good to see you're fighting back..."
"Well someone has to. Also if Trump himself is hearing this somewhere... tell him that if he doesn't clean up his act he is going to regret every single thing he has done so far if not worse than that."
"Right...i'll be sure to tell him that."
And so with that the reporter scurried off, having done his job for the night - meanwhile I decided it was time for me to see if I had any supernatural powers. To which I was delighted to find that I do indeed have them, mainly various spells but I could also hypnotize people and use my magic to transform them. I could turn males into fellow 'Clooneys' to add to my family of siblings and turn women into cute animal-girls, but even more so - I could do the former to the latter as well as part of an FTM process.
Thus, I hurried off into the night to go and test out these powers of mine - as for what happened to me later, I decided to take advantage of being who I was to do what I do best - well before settling down to have some Nespresso that is. My adventure was only just beginning here though, and oh boy I was certainly going to be in for quite a ride.
I was certainly looking forward to the rest of the night and what it would bring for me, who knows? Maybe i'm going to celebrate it with my allies as well. The night is young...and technically so am I...after all, i'm magical and ageless. Sure, it gets lonely sometimes being the only George Clooney but i'm pretty sure it won't be lonely for long. If you're real lucky, I might just pop by your place and visit you...that is if you don't mind.
George Clooney tf/full moon theme
NOTE:
This story is mostly fiction/fantasy and it is from the point of the view of my character as he talks about his transformations and how they work. It also makes use of the full moon as a trigger for it in some way. And this involves MC as well.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Some people are always up bright and early to greet the day - those are called 'early birds' as in the early bird that always catches the worm and others are nocturnal, they're called night-owls and are usually up at night. That's basically where I am come in, I am creepscular by nature which is to say I come out between the hours of dusk and dawn, well I am a supernatural creature after all.
It's complicated really, I am a shapeshifter but my changes always happen at night or when it is dark out, sometimes when i'm frightened I transform as well - it's kind of unpredictable since I never can tell who or what i'm going to be. But I always look forward to it, and that's where the fun part comes in. One night I had just come back from the local monster convention and I checked my calendar, it was definitely going to be a good night I could tell - I walked over to the window of my apartment just in time to see the moon appearing out from behind the clouds.
The moonlight reflected from above and through the windows, sending a series of calming sensations through my body and making me feel extremely relaxed and calm...I began to fall into a trance-like state as the moonlight enveloped me, in this trance-like state I found it ever so difficult to concentrate on anything else. But that didn't matter to me anyway since I was having a terrific time.
In addition to this my mind was shifting a bit, and I was beginning to think new thoughts...a few new memories and traits began to influence me...I thought for a few seconds, I distinctly remember being someone else, someone who must have been very important, someone who must have been a movie star of some kind. Various movies of some kind appeared in my mind, movies in which I must have been the star in them, and yet...these mental shifts kind of made sense, like they were reminding me.
My skin slowly began to lose its imperfections as it smoothened out a bit, then lean musculature started building up on my chest and torso as my arms broadened, my hands enlarging a bit as I removed my furred gloves. My clothing was slowly altering as it became a rather slick suit and jacket along with the pants to match, my feet enlarged to go with my hands as a pair of black shoes materialized on them. The mental shift continued as an image of what appeared to be an award of some kind, that award being an Academy Award, then another popped up, a Golden Globe, followed by an Emmy.
I was already starting to embrace my changes as the transformation continued, traces of who I was fading bit by it and being replaced with those of someone else...in all fairness I was already starting to think that I had always been this kind of person, an award winning actor. The changes progressing further as my legs lengthened to match my arms, my stomach slimming down as I now sported a more athletic build. The memories and thoughts began to influence me further as the movies from before played over and over in my mind, those movies being From Dusk Till Dawn, Gravity, Fantastic Mr Fox, the Ocean's remake and its sequels, A Perfect Storm, One Fine Day, Tomorrowland, The Men Who Stare At Goats, O' Brother Where Art Thou and Syriana.
Somehow I was remembering that I was in them and having an important part in all of them, as my back and shoulders broadened, I elevated in height to 5'10 as I weighed around 172lbs of lean musculature, my neckline altering as my hair slicked itself back into what was commonly known as a Caesar cut as it turned black with a few silver highlights. A mischievous and charismatic persona was influencing me and telling me that it's alright and that this was all natural.
"Well yes of course it's natural....I wouldn't think of it as anything but."
"That's right, it is perfectly natural."
"You know....I think it's all coming clear to me now...all these awards, all these movies..."
"Yes..."
"I think I remember all of them...yes, I even remember being on a couple of tv shows."
"What do you remember most?"
"Well...I was on a doctor on a tv show...no, I wasn't House. I was on E.R...that's it.."
My brow became a bit more pronounced as my forehead underwent the same process, my eyebrows thickening and blackening to go with my hair, arching to give me a playful look as my eyes widened, darkening and becoming very expressive and doe-eyed as my cheekbones became more pronounced, my nose sculpting itself into a very straight one with a pretty extensive profile projection that went down to the tip. That philtrim of mine elongated a bit as my lips slowly altered, one half being slightly longer than the other as they became kissable, my teeth brightening as my expression became a suave looking smile of sorts, which all-together seemed natural.
In addition to this my features altered, shifting and contorting as my visage realigned itself into that of a very attractive leading man. That man's visage was one that now I distinctly remember possessing , as well as that persona and what a persona it was, such a charismatic and good-natured one with a prankster side to it. By this point I was already starting to think that I had always been this way.
Which was correct, I had been like this my whole life...my jawline altered as my chin jutted out a little, giving me a lantern jaw of sorts as that persona influenced me even more, my voice deepening and smoothening, becoming resonant and charismatic sounding - the perfect voice to go with my appearance as that persona influenced me. I heard that voice in my mind once more, telling me that this was meant to be.
Then again....I always knew that I had been given the gift of charm and the personality to boot, and being blessed with that classic iconic leading man type appearance helped, that good ol regal matter of factual handsomeness and that regality kind of helped make me who I am today, my mind altering further as the changes progressed. Instinctively I bobbed my head a few times and made a few expressions, my face was surprisingly very expressive and not to mention quite good looking.
All through this I had been thinking I had always been who I was and that someone, as my almost fully developed mind and memories clearly shown - was an actor named George Clooney, a leading man with a playful streak who wasn't afraid to get serious or political for that matter, yes...that's who I was, I was George Clooney. My transformation completed itself as traces of 'Nathan' faded away completely, my new persona and mindset now fully developed and influencing me.
Just then a reporter jumped out from nearby and started walking over to me, I could tell he was slightly nervous to be around me so I flashed my signature smile and he immediately he felt calmer. This had been the first reporter i've ever had seen all night, most of the reporters were asleep at this time of night except for this one, I thought it was quite a curious sight indeed.
"Ah yes...it has all come back to me now!"
"Mr Clooney...can I ask you a question?"
"Sure..."
"How do you react to Donald Trump's response to your comment about him?"
"I still stand by what I said."
"And why is that?"
"Trumpty is NOT presidential material and never will be. He is a proverbial bull in a china shop. Also...about that "he's no Cary Grant" comment he made, he's the one to talk...I saw Ghosts Can't Do It. What a terrible movie it was. I mean who wrote the screenplay for that movie? I mean what was up with Trump's dialogue? If he was trying to be tough and flirty at the same time, it obviously isn't working."
"It's good to see you're fighting back..."
"Well someone has to. Also if Trump himself is hearing this somewhere... tell him that if he doesn't clean up his act he is going to regret every single thing he has done so far if not worse than that."
"Right...i'll be sure to tell him that."
And so with that the reporter scurried off, having done his job for the night - meanwhile I decided it was time for me to see if I had any supernatural powers. To which I was delighted to find that I do indeed have them, mainly various spells but I could also hypnotize people and use my magic to transform them. I could turn males into fellow 'Clooneys' to add to my family of siblings and turn women into cute animal-girls, but even more so - I could do the former to the latter as well as part of an FTM process.
Thus, I hurried off into the night to go and test out these powers of mine - as for what happened to me later, I decided to take advantage of being who I was to do what I do best - well before settling down to have some Nespresso that is. My adventure was only just beginning here though, and oh boy I was certainly going to be in for quite a ride.
I was certainly looking forward to the rest of the night and what it would bring for me, who knows? Maybe i'm going to celebrate it with my allies as well. The night is young...and technically so am I...after all, i'm magical and ageless. Sure, it gets lonely sometimes being the only George Clooney but i'm pretty sure it won't be lonely for long. If you're real lucky, I might just pop by your place and visit you...that is if you don't mind.
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