A hand touches your arm and after a moment you realize he's checking your breathing and pulse, and you shake your head, no more, I understand, I won't...do it again. But then the hand is gone and the tearing sound of a sterile packet is followed by the renewed clinical scent of the alcohol. Now you scream. Now the panic takes hold and racks your body, arms and legs shaking futilely and harmlessly against the straps holding you in your punishment chair. The fresh pain in your left nipple makes. It’s dark and quiet and I can feel the heat from your body against my bare skin. I glide my fingers down your cheek and graze your jaw with my nails. You turn your head towards me, but your eyes are still closed; heavy with sleep. I lean up on my elbows and stare at your peaceful face as you sleep. But the growing wetness between my thighs tells me that I don’t want this to be a peaceful morning. My lips trace your face, passing over your closed eyelids and down your nose to your lips. I. The pattern was the same, just the other way around.Paws, ears, eyes, tail – all were correct. There was just one other difference."You're female," Jeff said, coming up behind me to compare our reflections."Well, I've never tried to switch sides," I explained. "It's strange enough turning into something..."I trailed off. Something in the sound of his voice told me it was no idle observation."Rrrrrrrrrr."The vibrations of his growl went through me like an electric current. Without thinking, I. Over the next month she was coming home late several times and she always said she was stopping for snacks with some of the teachers. At least she was coming home smiling.A couple of weeks later before she went to school, I reminded her I would pick her up about an hour after school ended so we could head out to dinner. I pulled up to the school about 15 minutes late at 5:15 and she was nowhere to be seen. I parked and went in and went to her classroom, where the teacher was still in the room..