Turned Into An Animal Meme

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The Animal Nature Meme



In this meme, someone has been involved in some kind of an animal transformation, either completely or partially. This can range from a character being forced to wear plush ears and a tail to a twisted science experiment to lycanthropy or any other option in between, temporary or permanent, played for crack or for drama.

The transformed character might have been forced into it, did it voluntarily, or were brainwashed into enjoying every minute of it. The "animal" nature might affect them at different levels as well, where one person might be completely unchanged mentally, a human stuck in the wrong shape, while another completely loses themselves in whatever they've become, being entirely taken over by base animal instincts.

Is this a prank? A dare? Did someone lose a bet? Did you get on the wrong side of a mad scientist? Is the other person a friend? Your new owner? Your worst enemy gloating over your plight? Pick an option or make up your own, and let the fur fly.

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[truesight]

Hey, now...

[ her back arches as her face ducks down again, this time to try and squirm away from his hand. again, it's- tempting. it's all tempting. everything is tempting right now. but she's pretty sure he's just running on overdrive, so she's going to be the one to say "hey wait" when she has to ]

You do need an instruction manual. I'll write one for you. But we should probably really calm down a little tiny bit, too-

[teenyoda]

Don't want to. You smell too good.

[Said the guy who'd been soloing for far too long. She did smell good, though. All female and soft and tasty...]

Rrrg...

[There was a flicker of Stiles in there somewhere and he drew his head back, looking at her with his ears flattened down.]

Why is this so hard?

[Don't make a comment about his dick, Rachel. Don't do it.]

[truesight]

Aw. Because.

[ she needs to really hold back all those dick jokes in, but she does it. for him. ]

Because you're still new to this, you're like- a puppy. Or a kit, I guess. Everything is happening so much.

[ and she's leaning down to give him a kiss on the nose. because she can. ]

I really was only trying to see if you had stronger senses, you know. Senses and instincts. It wasn't just me flirting. I mean, I don't mind this, any of it. I really don't. I like it, so much. But. We really, actually can't- [ aaaand now her nose is being smushed against his, like this conversation is cute, and not- ] -fuck in the woods. Got it? Which is why we need to reel it back a few notches.

[teenyoda]

[His eyes half-close at the sound of that word again and his hands move to her hips, gripping them and pulling them in just a bit.]

But I really kind of want to.

[Not just because of the whole kit/fox/senses thing, but because he was horny, male, and she was a hot girl pressed up against him talking dirty and being cute about it. Pheromones...]

[truesight]

I know. Me too.

[ which is true, for all her talk about calming down and being responsible. she's still all wound up, still holding onto his hips with her legs, stretched between him and this rock. it's not lost on her, the way this all turned out. ]

But- [ this will either work fine, or backfire spectacularly. she's not sure which yet ] Wouldn't you rather fuck me in your bed? With human teeth, and human eyes, and maybe I can show you how to hide your tail like I can hide mine so it doesn't get in the way? [ she gives him a slow kiss, favoring his bottom lip ] I really dig this side of you, but I dig totally-human Stiles, too. And I was into him first, so I think it's only fair to give him a shot before we give any of this a shot. Get it?

[teenyoda]

[Amber eyes flare to life again, pupils slit as he kisses her back. The fox doesn't want to share with the boy because the fox caught her. The boy didn't. But the boy's in charge. Or... he should be. He nods, closing his eyes and breathing through his mouth, resting his forehead on hers.]

I want... yeah. Want it. You. Bed.

[truesight]

Right. Bed.

[ her legs slowly loosen their grip around him, not pulling back or anything ( not that she can ), but just settling up on her toes again, his hands on her hips still keeping her right there with him. her hand moves up to rest on the back of his neck, not gripping or anything, but maybe it would help him calm down the way it helps her calm down. she'll even play with his hair there at the nape of his neck, like she'd be petting his scruff if- yeah. ]

After a date or two, at least. Like the diner, or a movie. Not the woods.

[teenyoda]

You actually want to go on a date-date with me? In public?

[Okay, so maybe part of him still thought this was... off. Besides, hadn't she seemed hush hush about this? Dragging him off to the woods where no one could see them?]

[truesight]

[ there's an audible "uuugh" from her at that, her head tipping down to rest on his shoulder. can't even look at you right now, dumb boy ]

Weren't you listening to anything I said to you in the car? I've always thought you were cute. I've made my best friend go with me to watch lacrosse even though I know literally nothing about lacrosse, just to see you in that uniform. And I know it's lame since we never really talked a lot before, um, today, but that's the truth. Rachel Elizabeth "Big Stupid Crush on Stiles Stilinski" Dare, that's what my name should be.

[teenyoda]

... So that's a yes to a date in public?

[The majority of the blood normally nesting in his brain was currently taking up residence in his dick, Rachel. Humor him.]

[truesight]

Yes, that's a yes. Gods.

[ aaand now she's just going to laugh for a little bit, relaxing back against the rock but still holding onto him because nope, no, she's not willing to let go just yet ]

[teenyoda]

Oh.

[He had a date? Holy shit, he had a date.]

Oh! Okay, um...

What... do you like to do? Food? What food do you like?

[truesight]

... Stiles.

[ and now she really can't stop laughing ]

[teenyoda]

What? I need to know so I know where to take you. Gotta make reservations. Pick out movies. Stuff.

[truesight]

No, I just- I think it's cute that you're jumping right into that when I'm still standing here caught between a, ah- literal rock and a - [ she clears her throat, a very deliberate ahem as her eyes roll sideways and her hips roll forward against his ] - hard place.

[teenyoda]

Mff...

[Good. That felt good. She should do it again.]

Oh, right. Right. I should...

[Deflate it? It didn't exactly listen.]

Um...

[He took a step back, ears to the side and flicking back occasionally.]

[truesight]

You should start trying to retract your fangs, most importantly. And your eyes are still a bit foxy. We can't go back to school until you've got that under lock.

[ she's just grinning at him, resisting the urge to throw her arms around his neck so she can pull him in for kisses again. no, no. that would be counterproductive. so she bends down to pick up his keys, holds them out to him, all very innocent. see? she can be good. even if she wants to keep the keys all to herself. her shinies. hers. ]

Focusing on that might help with- everything else.

[ not having a boner, right. big smiles! ]

[teenyoda]

[Yeah, that wouldn't help with the boner, Rachel. He always had a boner. Now he just had a reason for it beyond 'things I'm thinking of that make me squirm in my seat'.

But a little focusing did help him get his teeth to go back to normal and his eyes to go back to brown. He grabbed his keys, looking totally innocent, like he didn't have a tent in his pants at all.]

Right, okay, so... back to... school?

[truesight]

Back to school.

[ she'll even lead the way! she's just going to reach for his hand first, tangling their fingers together ]

[teenyoda]

[He's surprised when she holds his hand, but that good kind of surprised that has him smiling and hurrying to keep in step with her.]

So, ah, food? What kind?

[truesight]

I like breakfast. But at dinner time. You?

[ like she thinks he's just making conversation and not going back to the whole date thing again ]

[teenyoda]

Um...

[Hold on. He's thinking about where they can get breakfast at dinner time...]

[truesight]

Are you planning? Already? Really?

[ she shakes her head as she laughs ]

You don't need to plan anything for our date. Whenever it happens - how about I just pick you up, or you pick me up, and we go to a diner, and maybe see a movie after if it all times out right?

[ open-ended plans were her speciality ]

[teenyoda]

Um, yeah, I'm planning it. And the second one. And--

['And when I can get you home alone so I can defile you'. No, don't say that.]

[truesight]

No, shh, don't do that.

[ her free hand moves to cover her face, willing herself not to get too blushy as she goes into a ramble ]

Planning adds pressure and expectations and I'd seriously be happy just hanging out in your jeep some night at the park with the windows down so we can talk and watch the stars and make out.