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Lance Foxx's P Shift

http://web.archive.org/web/20091023152224/http://geocities.com/LanceFoxx/thesasebopshift.html

[The following was originally posted on the P-shift mailing list.]

"Lance Foxx's P-shift"

August 10, 1999

Sasebo, Japan

For those of you that either don't know or remember me, I am Lance Foxx, [22] of San Diego. I have been a dream shifting Were for many years and I've been on-line since '97. I have two phenotypes: wolf and fox. I do Were/Furry artwork, but I am definitly a lot more Were than Furry. I take my therianthropy very seriously and spiritually, but I'll admit it.

I've also become obssessed with p-shifting, but I've experinced being both a wolf and a fox so much that I just got tired of my dreams. They're just not enough because now, I wanted to experience it in real life as well.

I joined the Navy in '97 and my time online has become very limited. I've been offline for nearly a year now because of the Navy. Well, things are turning around now for the better and it looks like I may be back on-line soon as I will be getting my own computer.

Anyway, on to the heart of the matter.

About a year ago during June through August of '99, my ship was in Sasebo, Japan. What we were doing in Japan was trading one ship US Navy ship (the USS Juneau LPD 10) for another (USS Dubuque LPD 8, the one I'm on now).

While in Japan, I had a lot of time to myself and I enjoyed it. I spent a lot of time and money on-line, but even more time by myself on the ship. I camped out in an empty troop space where I had my own privacy. It was great, it was like having my own apartment in a way. No one bothered me and I could work on my artwork, stories, and p-shift attempts.

Everything began with this. When August came around, I remember I was going through a lot of what I call "Wild Shifts". I would feel so m-shifted that I just let it go and I'd do whatever I'd feel I had the urge to do. I found it hard to control and I gave into urges of growling, getting down on all fours, and allowing myself to simply act more canine.

Now, I did have control of it, just not complete control. I mean, I wouldn't allow it to happen in public or during work, but when I went back to the troop space at night, that's when I let it all go and I did things, canine things like growling and baring my fangs, that surprised me.

I had never had Wild Shifts before and I was a bit unnerved by it. I had always been in control of my shifting, even in my dreams. There's been times in my dreams I've been able to controlled the transformation and shifted exactly the way I wanted to. And during real life, I've never had trouble surpressing the wolf within me. But, when I moved back to that troop space, I allowed myself to let go for the first time and I was surprised at just how strong the urge was to do these things. It didn't scare me, but I was a bit uneasy with how strong it truely was, never realized how much I was holding back until I nearly howled a few times!

I would enjoy it, not really believing that it was neccassarily the beginning of a p-shift, and it would last for 5 to 15 minutes before the urge would go away and I would relax, stretch and stand back up.

Then, on the night of August 9th, the morning of August 10th, I woke up from a dream I'll never forget. The dream was not extraordinary, but I became lucid at the end of it and when I woke up what happened next WAS extraordinary.

In the dream I was in canine form. I couldn't tell if I was a wolf or a fox, but I was definitly canine. I had just got done doing something in the dream and I remember looking across a ditch and into some woods. My mind was thinking something along the lines of "Okay, what should I do now?" when I suddenly became lucid. I realized that I was canine and that I was dreaming.

My lucidity caused me to wake up and what happened next was the most incredible experience I have ever had in my life.

I awoke to the strange sensation that something was wrong with my left eye. I was lying on my right side, but almost face down. Waking up a bit, I reached up with my hand and touched the left eyebrow where the strange sensation was.

The bone structure felt different. The eye socket around my left eye had changed. The top portion, directly above the eye was a lot higher than normal. It made my the bone structure around the eye feel 50% bigger! I never woke up so fast in my life.

I paniced. Now fully awake, I continued to feel this and I completely freaked out. P-shifting was far from my mind. I thought I had somehow damaged my eye in my sleep by lying down in a funky position or something. I WAS nearly on my stomach. I thought maybe I had permanantly damaged the eye or something.

Quickly, I leaped from the bed and stumbled in the dark for a light and a mirror. All the while, I was continuing to feel the strange formation above my left eye.

Then, something remarkable happened. As I was actually touching it, it started to change back to normal! I felt the bone structure flow or morph back into it's normal shape! The was no pleasure, no pain, just an odd flowing sensation as I guess the bone structure softened and flowed and hardened back into it's normal shape. This happened while I was touching it with my hand and feeling it within my face. Now I was even more eager to find the light and the mirror.

I soon did, but by the time I reached the mirror, nothing looked out of the ordinary. I examined my face and the rest of my body closely, but nothing else had changed. I was completely human again.

After that, I stayed up the rest of the night. I got some water and sat up thinking about the whole experience, trying to make sure I remembered every little detail and I wrote it down, jotting it all down in notes and sketches. But, for the most part I just sat there in semi-shock and I could only think of one thing.

I had just p-shifted.

Later that day, the ship got underway for a test run. We tested out how our new ship did at sea and I tried not to think about what happened that morning. The work I had to do was very dangerous and it required my full attention and concentration, so I temporarily blocked out the previous night, at least until later that day when I had a moment to myself.

The first chance I got I was outside on the side of the ship. I had just got done painting and my working partner and I were packing up. As we did, I finally reflected on what happened that last night.

When I even slightly considered trying to p-shift again, a muscle suddenly spasmed in my face. Quickly, I covered my face and pretended to suddenly get a headache, because others still around working around me. I stayed calm.

The muscle that spasmed was that muscle on the side of my eye. You know that slight dip just to the side and behind your eye? That's the muscle, right next to where your sideburn would be. It suddenly grew tense on it's own and swelled up like a knot.

I didn't want to p-shift then because I wasn't truely ready for it, not so soon after the first shift, and especially with other people around. I didn't have the privacy.

I forced it down by saying, "No, no, no..." in my mind and it slowly went away, the muscle relaxing.

It's been a year since that day and nothing like that has happened since.

The truth is, I don't think I've been ready and comfortable enough in life to try again, so it hasn't happened.

But, now I AM ready and I've never been more comfortable. I'm ready to seriously get back into my p-shifting attemps again, but I just wanted to let you guys know about last year before anything else happens.

I've missed [you, my on-line friends] a lot and I hope that this will be the first of many post from me, definitly not as long, but hopefully more frequent once again.

Also, I've had a lot of trouble trying to write up this experience. I've tried and never been happy with it, so I just sat down and typed this all up in one long sitting. So, I hope I didn't bore, scare, or deter any one from me. I've been trying to p-shift for the longest time and although I'm fully aware that I didn't exactly change into a bi-pedal muscle bound werewolf, I did physically shapeshift and I believe I'm a step closer to acheiving my dream, the dream of experiencing what it's physically like to be a wolf or anthro-wolf in real life.

Thank you for allowing me to share my experience with you. I look forward to any response, from the disbelieving negative to positive and reassuring.

I do need feed back on this...

Again, thank you and sorry for it being such a long post. I hope it was clear and easy to read. Please e-mail me if I was unclear and you have any questions.

That's it. Take care and stay cool everyone!

NOCTURNALLY,

LANCE FOXX

P.S. I have talked with other Weres before about this and I know I discussed it in several Were chatrooms... not too many people in those chatrooms seemed to believe me and I don't blame you if you don't, but please... at least talk to me about this.

I assure you this is not made up. I truely experienced it and I believe the whole reason I am experiencing this is that I feel I will learn how to p-shift and I believe I'm supposed to help others achieve their dreams of doing the same. I'd like to believe that sharing information and experiences like this is exactly what this mailing is list is all about. : ]

This is an anoynomous report of a shifter shifting from one form to another. Even though it is slightly graphic, I am leaving it here as a tidbit of "were history", so to speak, and for educational purposes. Enjoy.

"The following anonymously soured description of a physical shifter's change has been passed around a lot. It has shown up in the most strange places. It has quite a history and some even call it a legend.

This report is very different to most I have seen because it is very detailed, and very accurate in my opinion.

Here's the report:

'... These days, when I change in front of the mirror, it's like a warm chill runs over my skin, and it's almost like a high (I guess, I never took drugs) and I feel elasticity develop from the inside out. I am a male in appearance, with thick black hair only under my arms and around my penis, and when I begin to change, it begins to spread from those place, up my stomach, down my legs, it appears on my chest, shoulders, arms and legs, and slowly covers my whole body. The hair first makes me look like a hairy human, but soon it surpasses that point as it thickens to black fur, like the hair on my head. While this is happening, my lower legs seem to telescope inwards while my feet elongate, and my nails are blackish. My arms do the same, my shoulders sort of shrink into my torso. A flap of skin grows above my penis, drawing it upwards, and I can feel (and see, if I am in the right position) through the thick back hair, the skin between my buttocks stretching out as my tailbone lengthens. At the same time (all of this happens, more or less, at the same time) my face is changing. Without doubt this is the strangest part of the transformation, and the one I had the hardest part getting used to. My nose is usually flat and a little wide, but it darkens in color, and pushes out, my mouth following, and the rest of my face too. I used to cut my tongue a lot, but I keep it out of the way now when my canines thrust up before my mouth is big enough to hold them. After that it is mostly little adjustments before the feeling of elasticity goes away and I am looking at a black wolf in the mirror...."

From: http://www.oocities.org/pilotwolf143/anonymous_physical_shift_report.htm According to others who tried to track down the guy, he had a good reputation around those parts of alt.horror.werewolves, and was believed by many. Whether you choose to believe him now is up to you.

(Please note that the below is what has been noticed through observation and personal experience. Updated as of 5/8/2016.)

There are a lot of shapeshifters out there. Actually, as a general category, we're quite common, but not as common as we could be. A lot of this is due to the fact that there is actually not a lot of information out there when it comes to what we actually are, and how we function. Yes, there is information on how shapeshifters were portrayed in fiction, and what they were like, but besides that, most of the spotlight focuses on werewolves, and what they do. I can name fifty ways to become a werewolf, but good luck naming fifty ways to become a shapeshifter. Just a shapeshifter. A shapeshifter, but not a werewolf.

Shapeshifters have something different in them from weres. It's something, that allows them to have no limit when shifting, at least form-wise. I personally describe this as being a more "free-flowing" energy that is also erratic, so to speak. It's like having water in a stiff plastic bag.

This is why the shapeshifter I'm talking about probably has an easy time fitting in, while at the same time, is always different than anything it's trying to fit into. To use the moldable water container analogy, it's like having several containers with various liquids in it, and the water is in it's stiff plastic bag. It can mold and fit itself to look like what it needs to, but it will never entirely be like the other liquids in their containers.

And this is probably what makes a shapeshifter kind of "unbelivable" to some of the other shifter types. A werewolf has one form it tends to focus on. A shapehifter can have many, and with each form, even with the acknowledgement that the shifter has multiple forms, it tends to become "less" and less believable to others that so many forms are really being felt. And to the shapeshifter, it can feel annoying-you're one thing, only to suddenly become another, and another, and another, sometimes without your own consent. And when you do accept it, it can be worrisome, at times, to be someone with multiple forms in a place where most people have one form, and worry about people who may mistake you for a fake. (I personally have had to deal with the "no, only werewolves exist" or "no, you can't have another form, what, are you trying to become a hybrid/werewolf/dragon?" crowd on more than one occasion, and it irritates me every time.) It can be an irritation, but it seems to come with the territory.

Another thing I've noticed, from many shapeshifters, is that "gender" doesn't seem to really exist for us. We're beings which move from one thing to another, fluidly and effortlessly. Gender is something we have by nature, but usually we can handle being the other sex. We're not exactly set in stone when it comes to even that.

Shapeshifters probably have about the same amount of energy as any other kind of shifter. The main thing that differs with a shapeshifter is what they have the potential to become, and how it happens for them. Shapeshifters are not limited to a strict "animal" form-they have the very real potential to become things less commonly heard of, such as "humans" or "mythical creatures", or even chimeras of all of the forms they have. They're like a jack of all trades.

The only thing about being a shapeshifter that can make things hard is the constant changing and switching of forms. When you're born with one, it's easy to choose. When you're born with many, you have so many options, and so many things that you can become. You may focus on one form, only for the allure of another to call to you when shifting. You may want to shift into one of your forms, wolf...but then you see a bird outside, and then you feel like being one of them. Focus is key here.

Being a shapeshifter is a different road than being a were or certain other kinds of shifters. It has it's own positives and negatives, but it can be rewarding in the end.