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May 2008 - Page 23
Shape-Shifting Lover
by Donna
In the summer of 1990, I was living in El Cajon, California. I was dating a guy named Darren, who still lived at home with his parents along with his two brothers. They were all in college, and as their parents were line drivers and away for weeks at a time, the guys had the house to themselves. They had a dog also, a medium, black male mix that looked part shepherd with long hair. It was just a plain old mutt.
One night I was over there and it was getting late, so I decided to stay the night. I didn't want to sleep in Darren's room, so he offered me his parents' room since they were gone. He took me into the master bedroom, showed me where the bathroom was, and as he was still walking around, I went over and sat down on his parents' huge water bed. It was one of the high pedestal beds, and I had to climb up onto it.
I was still sitting there as Darren made for the door like he was leaving. I started to say, "Wait for me," but didn't get past the first word because all of a sudden the lights in the room went out, the door shut, and all was pitch black. I was startled and began to go to get off the bed when suddenly I felt two hands on my shoulders and I was being pushed back onto the bed. I started to say, "Darren!" and this "man" pushed harder, but not in a forcing manner. It was more like a seductive one. I could feel his body pressing against me. Next I felt his lips on mine, and he gave me the deepest, longest, most passionate kiss I have ever had, even to this day. It was like that fantasy kiss that every young girl dreams of. (Know what I mean, ladies?) It went on until I couldn't breathe and I had to push him off me. When I did he continued to hold me until suddenly the door opened, the lights came back on, and I quickly looked toward the door out of surprise.
Standing in the doorway was Darren, and he said, "Are you coming or what?" I was kind of freaked and asked, "How did you get over there so fast?" The door was to the left and whoever had approached me had come from directly in front of me at the foot of the bed. "What?" he said, rather irritated and then turned and left. I then turned to my right and there just beside me on the bed was the dog.
Now here's the really weird part: This dog was just sitting there, head down a bit, starring right into my eyes. But it wasn't like a dog would normally stare at you, as when they feel threatened, etc. It was looking at me the way a lover looks at someone they positively adore. Its mouth was closed and it was smiling just like a man who'd made love to a woman! I know this sounds weird, to say the least... you should've been there! I was stunned and confused and just sat there for a second looking at this dog's face, and he kept looking right back at me.
Then I suddenly realized that whatever had just happened had something to do with this dog. That creeped me out and I bolted off the bed and ran out of the room. The dog followed, but after that it was just a dog again. I kept trying to explain what had happened to myself, but the fact remained that when it was happening I felt strong manly arms, not paws. There was no canine odor. The awesome kiss was a human kiss with no slobber, no long tongue, fangs, etc. No hairy muzzle. The form I'd felt pressing against me was that of a man.
I've wondered if it may have been a demon or an incubus. For years I have remained freaked out about this incident and then I shared it with a Cherokee friend of mine. She said, "Wow! You had yourself a shape-shifting experience!" She explained that sometimes lovers from past lives, or those from our future who want to connect with us will either take on the form of another in order to come to us, or they will sometimes enter into an animal to do it. I guess it's possible, but if it was a man then WHO WAS HE? I'd sure like to know! I've never had a kiss like that before or since!
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