Allison and I took turns taking quick showers and getting dressed. Re doing our hair and make up. While waiting for Allison I started picking up the mess I had in her room. Picking up the white bra I in discus at the blood soak garment.
“I told you white hates me.” I started showing her the deep stain. She giggled at me before her face turned serious.
“How do you think you were able to shift with your clothes?” I thought about that fact for the first time. Typically when we shift our clothes get torn, but mine hadn’t. I gave her a shrug trying to recall what was going on in my head at the time.
“I don’t know. I remember thinking about how I looked before in order to shift back. Since I still have only shifted a handful of times. I still have to focus on shifting even though it hurts
