“Come on, come on…” Katie whined as she struggled to maintain control of more than just her car.
Though that was proving to be more of a challenge than she wished with her changing body, and it was far faster than the first time. Her shoes already useless on the floor with Katie fighting to guess where the pedals were through her hard hooves, and her clothes tightening with every passing moment before…
*Shriip*
The seam on her pants leg gave and the fur-coated muscled leg forced its way into the open, her breasts doing the same when the front buttons on her blouse pinged free. At least Katie had considered this might happen and foregone underwear and a bra before she left, a small consolation to what she knew would mean having to spend a lot more on replacement clothes as she slid the seat back to give her longer legs the room they needed now.
The mercifully light traffic was all but gone now and just as well when to stop the biting pain Katie had resorted to tearing away the ruined scraps to leave her furry-but-otherwise-naked ass trying to keep some kind of comfort on a seat that was now too small for its occupant.
“Keep going…” Katie chanted as the sight of the Mall greeted her in front of her muzzle.
Now as she was that night, seven and a half feet of horse and human mixed together and manoeuvring a car into the parking lot, keeping as close to the building as she dared to avoid the last few leavers before finding a spot next to a door that was open. It appeared to be a service entrance, and just as well as she knew she couldn’t enter the main mall as she was. A panicked check told her that she was alone right now, and without another second of hesitation, was out the car and through the welcoming door.
So she never saw another car sliding in quietly, far enough away to avoid her notice, close enough to have seen her.
Katie stood there quietly in the darkened room for some time, trying to figure when to move again. Too soon and she’d be seen. Wait too long and she’d be seen. There simply wasn’t any way for her to know. So it was fortunate that one other saw fit to make the Call for her.
“Over here.” A deep voice called.
Katie jumped in shock, fearing she’d been seen by someone other than her target before he stood to face her. Again, very much like herself save for different coloured fur, that heavy coat and gloves she seemed to recall him having from the last time, but now with a wide hat and scarf added, and a few things in his arms.
“Put these on.” He instructed her as he passed the items over.
A quick check told Katie that it was the same setup as what he was wearing, though deep purple replaced the dark brown of his coat and hat.
“It’ll help keep attention away from you.” He answered the unspoken question as she put the hat on first.
“How? There’s, still…” She had to ask him once the scarf and gloves were on, now dealing with her new coat, that she was at least thankful for fitting, if just a little bit tight.
“Not as much as seeing you walk around naked. You cut it too fine.”
“Sorry.” She apologised. “Just not used to this yet.” The initial panic gone, the lust was slowly resurfacing.
“Then let’s get there now. Smells like you need it.” He put an arm around her waist and led her to his shop, though Katie couldn’t keep some other thoughts out of her mind as she allowed him to lead her.
‘Did that coat of his look that tight earlier? Does he feel, wider(?), than I remember? Am I just being paranoid?’