You decide to go for a quick jog. Those peaches really invigorated you. Normally, you’d change into some shorts first, but you’re too eager for that. You put on your running shoes and leave, locking the door behind you.
As you jog, you notice that there appears to be a bit more drag than usual. Almost like you have more weight. But it feels very localized to your butt, so you just assume that it’s because you’re wearing jeans while jogging.
You decide to take a slightly different route than usual, one that will take you past some bars with outdoor seating. As you jog past one of those bars, you hear someone wolf whistle.
“Wanna sit on my face?” a man shouts. You ignore it, assuming that the man was catcalling a woman walking by. But when you jog past another bar, it happens again. Another wolf whistle, and another catcall.
“Damn, girl, you thick as hell! Let me smack that fat ass!” You turn to face whoever made the comment. The catcaller, a middle-aged man, pales when he sees you. He quickly looks down at his beer.
Ugh, you think. People get so horrible when they’re drinking.
Speaking of drinking, you’ve built up a thirst from your jog, so you stop by a local coffeeshop. While waiting in line, the person behind you pinches your ass. You let out a yelp and spin around. The person who pinched you, who happens to be a teenage boy, looks perplexed.
“Why do you have a girl’s ass?” he asks. You look down. Your eyes widen as you finally see what has happened to you. You were the one getting catcalled all along, because from behind, you had a perfect bubble butt.