Jogging to Jams

Jogging down the road and flanking the plump leopard woman at either side of her, Natasha and Janet shared an uneasy look as they noticed quite a few dozen people staring at them while they jogged down the street on their morning run. As for Carol, the feline woman was oblivious to it as she jogged on without a care in the world. Humming to herself a tune from her earphones all the while until they made it to a red stop light and jogged on the spot waiting for the light to turn green.

The entire time Carol lifted her legs one at a time, her large breasts wobbled and swayed and her ass quaked with each forceful lift of her feet. Trading looks again, either woman waited for the other shoe to drop before Janet finally shrugged and poked at Carol's shoulder to get her attention.

"Uhm... Carol?"

"Hmm? What is it Jan? Can't you see I'm vibing?" Complained the leopard woman, the music she was listening to now audible to the two women. It sounded like some kind of pop music but they weren't sure of the singer.

"Well... Do you realize you look... Different?"

"Pff, yeah!" Chuckled the leopard woman, tossing her platinum white hair and giving her tail a flick when the lights began to turn. "I've been listening to this new track and it is TOTALLY giving me some new style vibes, OOH! You two should listen to track 3 with me, you'll love it."

When the light turned green, Carol began her jog anew, leaving Natasha and Janet to look back at each other again in confusion before turning on their ear phones and listen in on the song Carol pointed out to them.

"Huh... Catchy..."

Jogging their way down the next block and listening in on the music, the two women didn't notice a sheen of fur slowly creep up their skin, or their figures swell larger and curvier with each step. Natasha's sweat pants stretched and creaked to keep up with her expanding thighs and hips while her crop top struggled to contain the burgeoning melons were chest was going into. Janet faired no better as her shorts looked painted on her growing rear and thighs, her bare belly exposed and leaving her top to creap up its slope while her breasts grew full and round, leaving a deep cleavage in her own top.

"Hey, this is like, pretty good stuff." Chirped Janet, checking the music on her player and completely unphased by her furry hand and clawed fingers. Cat ears perked over her head and a tail popped out behind her to swish back and forth with the sway of her ass.

By the time the trio of ladies made it to the next light, they were now a group of overweight cat women listening to the same song.

"Hey, you girls should try track 8, this is a REAL banger!"