We now cut back to you as you leave a clothing store, you have three bags full of clothes. Bras and panties that fit your current body and some normal female clothes. It served as a good distraction (swiping the money from Henrietta was smart) as now you can think clearly without transforming as often. You’re not around people enough for them to find out too much about you, so they just assume you are a neighbor or a visitor. As much as you try to fight it, the only way you think to find answers is to go back to the werekitchen and hope to find the chef who caused all this. You figure it’s best to go now, during the new moon, so you have less of a chance of transforming, but that’s as far as you’ve come on the plan. As if it couldn’t be more awkward, the only person you can think of to give you a hand is Richard, him being the only one that knows of your condition. You could see if a family member could give you a hand, but then you’d have to explain yourself again, so that wasn’t the most favorable option. The only other option is to go to the zoo with just your barebones plan and a prayer.