There was me...and the other me. The other one felt a bit vague anddistant but was getting stronger. If I thought about it, I could even seeand feel m...self walking through a different part of the parking garage.That second view slowly got stronger so that I didn't have to really thinkabout it to be aware of what the other me was doing.It was strange being aware of two completely different things at once. Iwas walking towards my dads car. I was opening the door to an expensivelooking Lexus. The. You were exactly how I remembered you from last time. Broad and mysterious, you were carrying several brown shopping bags, as well as a black vinyl duffle bag. I hugged you momentarily, and took the shopping bags from you, carrying them over to the large kitchen island. You put your duffle bag in the center of the living room and followed in to the kitchen. I am pulling out a bottle of wine from the brown bag, when you come behind me and softly kiss my neck."How are you today?" you whisper in. That really threw me over the edge. It was one thing to be in just my underwear in this big house all by myself. It was another thing to have my panties jammed up tight in my ass crack, strutting around and feeling sexy. And it was yet another thing to have my tits exposed and nipples hard. But once my legs were spread wide like that I had shifted from sensuality to raw sexuality. Psychologically it was like shifting from playing with myself to fucking myself.I could feel my vagina and clit. As it strode into the room I realized with horror that this wolf was not chained. It had free reign. It entered the room and moved around the edges outside of my field of view behind me. But just as I lost sight of it my attention was redirected to the open door. Not just one, but four more wolves strode unchained into the room. This was a pack.The social order became apparent quickly. I felt a rough, warm tongue begin lapping at my hanging balls, but a deep growl and then a yelp indicated that.