Jen's legs continued to hastily march on through the night. As the sun rose over the horizon, Jen saw LA in the distance, the city rapidly growing in her sight. She stomped through the city, her massive legs alerting anyone she could swap with to her presence, causing everyone to avoid her for fear of being trampled. They scattered like ants from under her footfalls until she reached the beach.
Today was a warm, sunny day, without a cloud in the sky. Even though the sun had just but risen, it was already full of people: some were sunbathing, others playing frisbee or volleyball, and quite a few had already begun to swim. Jen hoped beyond hope she would swap with someone, anyone on the beach, and her prayers were answered when she felt someone's leg below her.
"Watch where you're going!" she heard a voice say below her. Jen looked down and screamed. She just stepped on a morbidly obese young woman, sunbathing on the beach. As Jen bent down, she got closer details to the woman's body. Although her torso was chubby, it was far outsized by her massive hips, huge thighs, and surprisingly thick calves. Her bikini looked more like a thong, swallowed by her enormous ass! The woman probably weighed over 600 lbs, a good 2/3rds of which had found way to her lower half. Luckily for Jen, however, the woman did seem to be in her early 20's, so she wasn't stuck with the legs of some 65 year old snowbird.
The reality of the swap set in, however, when the woman pressed down on her massive hips, her hands sinking into the fat, and Jen pressed into her massive legs. The two swapped torsos, a satisfying *pop* sealing the swap.
Jen felt her new body heave forward, the new weight swinging behind her. Jen looked up and saw the woman sprinting away, probably happy to comfortably walk for the first time in years. Jen, however, was left waddling slowly to the beach. She could feel her ass and thighs sway with each lethargic waddle, a slight slapping sound heard between them. She was so embarrassed, and she began to hope once again that someone else would swap with her on her slow, swinging trek to the sea.