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“Your clothes aren't this tight,” I tell him trying to close the top that keeps popping back open.
“You need to put the round thing through the hole,” My wolf tells me, making me bend down to look at the round thing she is referring to. I give up pulling the shirt on.
“There is a bra in there too,” Ryker says and I look at him. He rolls his eyes walking over and grabbing it out of the bag. I thought it was some weird storage bowls. He hands it to me and I hold it up wondering what I am supposed to do with the strange fabric.
“It holds your boobs up,” Ryker answers.
“Why do I need to hold them up, they are attached to me, they won’t fall off,” I tell him.
Ryker laughs at my confusion as I stare at the weird bowls for boobs.
“You never wore a bra?” He asks tugging my shirt off. I raise an eyebrow at him. Was I supposed to, the humans never said we needed to, we didn’t even have clothes so why would I need to hold my boobs up?
Ryker takes it from me holding it against the lumps of fat on my chest. “Did the humans not teach you anything about being a woman?” He asks.
“No, we didn’t need clothes,” I told him.
“You didn’t think it was odd they wore clothes and you didn’t,” He asks.
“I don’t know, I don't really remember much, 46 always had control,” I tell him.
“Your wolf?” He asks and I nod.
“Didn’t you pay attention to what was going on?”
“Sometimes, but most of the time the humans were always doing their experiments. They hurt, so my wolf would block me out. I could hear her but I couldn’t see or feel her,” I tell him.
“You couldn’t feel your wolf?’ I shake my head. “Believe me it was better that way, nothing worse than having your organs repeatedly removed while awake,” My wolf says, making me squirm.
“No she shut me out, forcing me to the back, she is better in this form than me, I prefer my wolf form,” I tell him and he looks at me funny.
Ryker places the bra on me doing it up before adjusting the straps my boobs felt like they were under my chin until he adjusted the straps.
I scratch at it, the thin material making my nipples itchy. “See?” He says. I look down and they look the same, only covered.
“I see no difference,” I tell him.
“Because you are still young, your boobs are still perky, they won't stay that way if you don't wear a bra,” he says before pulling on my pants and doing them up. I look at them and see the little hole I was supposed to put the round thing in like my wolf said.
I pull the shirt on and Ryker walks into the bathroom. “Ask if we can go outside today,” My wolf urges. She wanted to escape this place, but I no longer wanted to, but her pushing against my skin forces me to ask.
“Can I go outside today?” I ask him and he looks at me, grabbing the green round tub that I remembered the boys fiddled with. I watch as he opens it.
“Will you run?” He asks, looking at me while my eyes remain on the green tub. I shake my head and he scoops some out on his fingers about to run them through his hair. I look at his hair, before deciding to warn him. I grabbed his wrists just as he was about to run his fingers through his hair.
“What are you doing?” He asks and I look at the container, his eyes following mine to look at the container before he brings his fingers to his nose.
“Did my brothers do something?” I nod.
“They said it will make your hair fall off, but I like your hair,” I tell him.
Ryker growls low but rinses his hand before grabbing the little green tub.
“Come,” he says, and I realize he didn't answer my question about going outside. I follow him out of the room.
“Go to the kitchen I will be down in a minute,” he says, and I do as he says walking down the stairs looking for the kitchen. I sit on a chair at the table. My wolf takes partial control as she forces me to look at the double glass door leading outside. I feel her pressing under my skin. I try to fight her off but she forces me over to it making me grab the handles and twist but they don’t open.
“I don't want to leave, maybe he can help us,” I tell her but she ignores me trying to find the key to open it. When she fails though I could tell she was going to run through it and I plant my feet refusing to. She becomes agitated at me fighting against her as she tries to force the shift.
