◇ Not my body ◇

☆ Chapter 2 - My head is a jungle ☆

I don't shift, so please let me know if anything is incorrect :)

Tws: Mild violence/destruction, swearing, bulimia, vomiting

Alexander's pov:
I returned home and opened the door to see my parents across the hallway watching TV. I walked up the stairs and into my room, feeling the cold metal handle. I went onto my bunk bed and pulled down a small door that was barely visible on the ceiling. A ladder fell down, and I climbed up it, making sure to close the door behind me. My parents didn't know we had an attic because it wasn't shown when we bought the house. I looked around my hideout that had all my gear and other therian stuff in it. It was all DIY and stuff I found outside on the floor. Any other stuff I got with my money and said I got a bag of chocolates or something. I took my fluffy wings that were made from cardboard and fake feathers and fastened the clips on my shirt. Grabbing my phone, I searched up a therian meditation to help me shift because I wanted to feel my freeing animal self in me again. I listened carefully and did everything I was told before, and soon enough, I was in a mental shift.

I felt a strong urge to run around and destroy everything. This wasn't my theriotype..? Oh shit. A cameo shift. I found myself giving into the urges and ran to my blanket on all fours. I grabbed it and began trying to tear it apart. I couldn't stop. The animal in me was too strong. I then grabbed a small pillow with my teeth and smacked it to the ground with all my force. Then, I found myself biting aggressively at the blanket again. Just then, I heard a crash from the kitchen downstairs and snapped out of the shift. I stood up and leaned on the wall, I was exhausted from all that running.

It was sunset, so it was around 4 pm by now. Dinner would be soon, so I climbed down the ladder into my bedroom and wrote in my journal exactly how the shift felt like. Sure enough, after about half an hour, I was called downstairs for noodles, so I hid my journal under my mattress and went downstairs to eat.

"Hey Ma, hey pa!" I spoke, trying to sound excited. Eating was the worst part of the day. Ma handed me my plate, and i took it smiling and sat at the table.
"We have to do some work so you can go on your phone if you want, ok?"
"Alright, thanks!" I began eating and opened my phone to text River.

"Hey pooks hru" I texted
"Good wbu???????"
"Meh" "I think I had a cameo shift earier"
"Oh lol what was it like"
"Weird"
"I can imagine" "I grg srry!!!"
"It's fine dw!" "Bye!!"

I put down my phone, wondering why they had to go. Whatever, its fine! I went to eat some more noodles but realised that I ate them already. I picked up my place and took it to the kitchen before going upstairs to the bathroom.

I sigh, locking the door and placing my head facing down, just above the toilet bowl. I then stick two fingers down my throat and move them around, making me gag. This goes on for about 10 seconds before I suddenly throw up all the food I had just ate. I cough for a few seconds and then stand up and close the toilet so I can flush it. After I do so, I rinse my mouth with water and then brush my teeth. After this I use mouthwash to be sure the smell was gone.

Walking to my room, I pick up my phone to see 10 notifications from River.

"Heyy" "I'm back bbg" "erm hello" "HELLOO ALEX???" "Dont make daddy angry 🦅" "bro answer me" "RAHH 🇺🇲🦅🇺🇲🦅🇺🇲🦅🇺🇲🇺🇲" "answer me you absolute nonce" "PEDO"
"Erm shut up drake" I respond.
"SO SHOCKED RN SO RUDW"
"rudw"
"Shut up twat"
"Bitch"
"Fuckwad"
"Nonce"
"Acoustic"
"Artistic"
"Cunt"
"Motherfucker"
"Spanner"
"Idiot"
"Dumbass"
"Pedophile"
"Childliker"
"Ur the one who has a ukelele"
"Fuck off"
"Haha I win"
"Wanna hang out so I can strange you?"
"Yes little girl ofc"
"Erm ok" "10 mins good?"
"Yuh"

I put down my phone and get changed ready to go to the park we always go to.

23/6/24 or 6/23/24 for u American weirdos our date is better
Anyways its been a while and I decided to come back to this bc why not also more angst coming soon