Candied Judgment
His clothes shifted with him, shrinking down into a loose coat that hung from wide shoulders. he had gone from a wolf to a rat, shaking his head as he plopped his feet up on the table in front of him.
Chapter 3
However, as he wrapped it around him, the cloth shifted and flowed, changing into a brilliant blue coat embossed with gold around the edges. it was not clasped at the top but was held together by some invisible force, tight to james' body.
The Mourning After - Chapter 18 (Kinyar)
He was making a strong current of the air within the bubble, it was so obvious now looking at how his head fur and loin cloth shifted in reaction to the air current, strong enough that it caused all of our attacks to veer off target. "it's his bubble!"
Black and White Frills all over Ch 3/4
I could hear her breath, i could hear her clothing shifting lightly against her body as she moved and i could hear the soft thrum of her heartbeat.
[COMM] A Scourge of Asriels
Wade's body glowed and his clothes shifted to a green and yellow sweater and brown pants.
Secret Rest Place (2002) - Short story
Moving his paw to go below his tail that moved upwards out of the way, his paw unzipped the small zip and began to climb out of his clothing, shifting his shoulders slightly to shift the fabric to fall down halfway along his upper torso.
Opportunity paralysis
She nods, tilts her head, and, with a quiet rustle, her clothes shift from what she had been wearing to a navy blue tiered skirt and almost-matching splotchy blue blouse. “of course.” i grin, making a show of looking her up and down.
(C) Canis Servus Ludum
The weight of the coins hidden within her clothing shifted with every step. they felt more like a burden than a blessing. \* \* \* maximus skipped back several paces, his weapon held in front of him.
Crossing Wands
Before luna could finish his now fully japanese thoughts, a sudden strange feeling overcame his entire body as he felt his stomach rumble and his clothing shift on him.
Maverick Hunter - Chapter 3
Standing up, the tall red-brown equin jangled as his clothing shifted. a long-barreled handgun clinked as it fell into the waist strap of the large horse. he turned and left the warm arid room, jingling with every step of his heavy hooves.
As Smoothie Isabelle
The clothes shifted over her as she flowed away from them, moving away from the clothes that had disrupted things to begin with, slowly, yet again, reforming. was that all her life was going to be? breaking apart and reforming, constantly?
Sugar High [Commission]
She noticed her heart pumping faster, her eyes widen and her clothes shifting a little against her fur, when she stretched a few more inches. her tail lashed out excitedly when she grinned at her bewildered friend. "you're really growing!"