"Tigernet" - Tiger Transformation Story (Patreon)

Man into Male Tiger Transformation Story | Unwilling | NSFW | 3rd PoV

John came to, the last memories before passing out were of him venturing through the wild jungle, but something went wrong afterwards and he lost consciousness. Now his movement was restricted and he felt dizzy. He still felt that something was very wrong and so his eyes shot open. He was floating above the ground in a solid net.

Naturally panic set in and the man started thrashing in his bizarre prison. “Is anybody there?! Please, somebody help me…!” – John yelled into the forest with hollow hope that there was actually anybody nearby. There seemed to be no other way of escaping the net.

Minutes passed, but John felt like they were hours. He was barely able to move his limbs and everything started to hurt him. He felt that if he wouldn’t go insane in that wicked trap then he’d lose a limb after it’ll wither from overly restricted blood flow. John shouted for help many times, but it just seemed like unluckily for him nobody was nearby and the man himself wasn’t sure where he was. He didn’t remember stumbling upon the clearing he was in currently. Worse yet his phone fell out of his pocket and hit the ground three meters beneath him.

John was thankful for one thing – The dangerous animals living in this part of the world weren’t able to get him in his current position. John started checking his remaining pockets for anything sharp enough to cut through the ropes of the net. He had no luck and as he was about to check the last pocket a voice suddenly called out to him. “You will die here unless you’ll accept my offer of help…” – Said a strange voice.

John gasped in shock hearing someone call out to him and in language he understood too. The initial fear of unknown turned to joy and hope that he would be freed from the net. “Of course! Whoever you are, I accept your offer. Just help me out of this trap, please!” – John said as he looked around for the person who called out to him. “I wasss about to explain the detailsss, but sssince you agreed beforehand…” – The voice suddenly sounded clearer, but also more unsettling.

The trapped man turned his head up and to his shock he saw a huge snake curled around the net. “Aaaaaah! What the hell are you?!” – John exclaimed in panic and started swaying in the net to hopefully throw the animal off. The animal didn’t budge for a moment and didn’t reply. John stopped thrashing about and looked into the snake’s rich eyes. The animal suddenly lunged at him and its venom fangs pierced John’s arm.

The unfortunate man wanted to get the snake off him, but he suddenly started feeling unnaturally weak and dazed. The snake loosened its bite by itself and pulled out its fangs, then slithered upwards and disappeared. John’s heart was pounding and he was sure he would die soon, now that he was not only stuck in some crude trap, but also bit by a snake. He wanted to cry out of helplessness and his misfortune that seemed to lead to unexpected death soon.

The man stared at the bite wound that the snake left on his right arm. His skin seemed to shift colour to a darker hue. It itched horribly and soon strange black hair began to grow out of the man’s pores. “What in the… I’m hallucinating, this is impossible…” – John muttered when the hair on his arm grew denser and it wasn’t just black in colouration, black were the hairy stripes in-between which orange hair started to grow out.

John touched his increasingly furry arm with his left hand and instantly realised that the strange hair was actually developing fur. It grew thicker and longer gradually. “I’m dying and I’m seeing… And feeling all wrong – I can’t actually be growing fur. But… It feels so real to the touch and yet so strange...” – John went on, completely hopeless at this point.

“Ow! What?!” – He yelped in pain when his sharpening nails scratched his arm too hard. John looked more closely at his shifting hands and realised that his nails were growing out into narrow, but resilient claws. John stared as his palms began to fatten and round protrusions started to form on them. They darkened and gained definitive shapes of feline paw-pads.

The man’s extremities started to cramp horribly and his digits began to shorten and bend unnaturally to cooperate better with his feline claws. “My hands! Nonono… This can’t be happening. First the trap, then the demonic snake, now I’m turning into so-some kind of an animal!” – John groaned in discomfort and complained pitifully as the changes began to infect his entire body.

John’s body began to bulge with muscles, his frame was distorting and turning increasingly animalistic and predatory. His clothes were getting unbearably taut against his frame. “I- I’m going t-to suffocate-ghrrh…!” – He muttered in pain and just then something snapped off him audibly. John stared down at himself, his shirt was split open and his jeans were splitting down the middle right now. “S-Shit… I’m g-growing, oh God…!” – John complained feeling his remaining clothing fall off his body in pieces, revealing more and more striped fur.

John gasped when his skeleton began to stretch and expand in places. His ribcage began to barrel out, his shoulder blades altered and got squeezed closer together forcing his arms into feral positions and his hips narrowed out slightly. With a painful crunch his pelvis popped forwards, followed by a scream of agony. “Heeelp mgh-mheeee…! Somebo-gah…!” – John exclaimed when he felt his spine start to thicken and pop on his back, gradually becoming more pronounced.

A pressure appeared above the man’s bare butt as his spine started to unfuse and multiplying vertebrae forced it to lengthen. The growing appendage that was John’s forming tail stretched his flesh unpleasantly and continued to grow longer with each passing second. The tail swished angrily mimicking the man’s emotions of distress. John tried to grab it between his hands, but the problem was that his hands were massive feline paws by now and they weren’t really capable of grasping anything at this point. “I- I have a tail, oh Lord… I’m a freak!” – John stammered and he wasn’t overreacting, since his furless tail looked freaky before fur started covering it whole.

John thought that his net prison was restrictive before, but now as John’s body slowly gained the size of a massive animal only now he felt truly limited. His tail was already fully grown and had little space to move at all at this point. John felt his feet ache and realised that they were already transformed into what appeared to be a mix of human feet and feline hind-paws. His feet continued to elongate, if he'd stay on the ground he’d be forced to stay on his tiptoes. Underneath them flesh ballooned out in places and black protective pads formed. His stubby digits were tipped with retractable claws that just finished lengthening.

The man hyperventilated seeing how his body was now completely naked and yet covered in thick fur that finally made him realise something. He was so absorbed by the changes that he forgot to think clearly. “Orange fur with black s-stripes, those big paws… Oh no… I’m turning into a tiger, but how on Earth?! Ghhhn, hn-nooo I don’t want to be an animal. Stop this I’m begghing you…” – John groaned through his clenched teeth as he felt his body continue to shift unpleasantly.

His teeth grinded against each other as their shapes began to alter. Practically all of them swollen bigger and began to sharpen into truly predatory dentition. John shook his head in pain as his mouth was stretched by his malforming teeth. His tongue became rougher as keratinous spikes formed all over it. The man’s blue eyes started to sting and change colour to brownish yellow.

His neck thickened and made him growl in distress as his speech was stripped from him. With several more pops his neck was forced into more quadrupedal position. John clutched his head with his paws as he felt it begin to flatten and ache like hell. His forehead sloped down and his ears began to grow more triangular and thinner in shapes. John’s lips turned black and glossy and they were getting painfully stretched as his face started to push out into a broad feline muzzle.

John roared in terror and agony as his last bastion of humanity was getting changed into a bestial visage. The shifting man writhed in the net and thrashed so much that it began to sway wildly and looked like it would tear apart any moment now. John paid no attention to that as he saw his nose get flattened against his forming muzzle. His nose tilted upwards and became more triangular and feline. Whiskers extended from the man’s cheeks. Fur continued to cover John’s face fully – Its colours were mixed white, orange and black. Despite John being terrified to his core his muzzle looked intimidating and threatening to say the least for anyone who’d look at it at the moment. He looked like a rabid tiger with his chaotic and unnatural demeanour.

John panted when he felt that the painful changes in his head finally ended. He had a moment to take a breather and realise that his changes weren’t done yet unluckily for him. His organs moved inside his feline body and readjusted to fit his new diet and respiratory track. He became one of the apex predators and now crucial changes inside of him sealed his fate. John snarled in shock when he felt his limp manhood suddenly fill up with blood and begin to shift.

The tiger-changed man curled into a sort of ball with newfound flexibility just to stare at his final changes. His cock and balls were hidden beneath fluffy white fur of his groin, but it was hard not to spot them despite that. As if the fate wasn’t cruel to him enough the man watched as his shaft began to shorten and become smaller. Unbeknown to John felines had smaller equipment than most mammals because they were flexible enough to not need anything longer or bigger between their hind legs.

The man growled in distress and pawed at his groin feeling his cock and balls move backwards into more feline position right beneath his tail. His foreskin retracted and turned into subtle, furry sheathe. In the meantime his cock continued to alter further turning bright pink and growing keratinous barbs over its length.

John didn’t move a bit, being unsure whether his changes were over. He waited for a while and realised that his torturous transformation was finally over after all. John was regretful of his naiveness, he would’ve stayed a human if not for his strange bargain with the serpentine demon. Now he was not only stuck in the net trap, but also as a tiger. Would poachers kill him? Would he be able to escape the net by chewing through it? He decided to try the latter option. To his shock it actually worked, the net was slowly opening the more he chewed through it. It seemed like he’d escape the net trap after all…