You and Rick shrug as you join Greg on the dance floor, throwing your clothes in the corner and flailing your hips in the air, unaware of your clothes changing into mesh shirts, girly tank tops and whitey tighties. None of you realize or care that your cocks now resemble a large feline's nor the light dusting of golden fur growing out of your skins. All that matters is the sexy and hypnotizing song playing and dancing wildly to it, grinding your now furry balls together, the barbs of your lion dicks sensually rubbing against each other and causing them to squirt pre into the air and on each other.
All the while, the driver has stripped down to his underwear, revealing his own barbed cock slipping through the crotch folds at full mast. He smiles as he looks in the rear view mirror to see the three of you slowly changing into sexy lion men. He then turns to the side mirror where his whiskers twitch out from his upper lips in excitement.
The music and lights from the limo, as well as the growing smell of pre from the three, had attracted a lot attention outside, with people jamming to the music, growing lion ears and tails left and right. As the limo drove past, there seemed to be a large conga line of lion men shoving their cocks into the next lion man in front of them, growing as the limo passed more people, the transformed people developing an instinct to follow the limo of their pride leaders.
Meanwhile, the party inside was still growing strong as you three danced away, grinding cock on cock, ass on ass, cock on ass. It seemed your transformation was progressing a bit slower, as if it was made for you three to relish in your transition from being straight humans into gay lion men. Of course, the three of you were none the wiser to the changes.
Eventually...