As the team walks out of the locker room wearing their tight sexy new speedos they chat with each other idly about the day, about the swim meet coming up, and about tomorrows various tests and assignments.
Roger was sitting poolside in the bleachers. Nobody would notice. Students often came to watch or cheer for friends during practice.
As the team came out the door Roger noted that they were already changing. The team captain, one Lee Dartmouth, had a small line of dark hair growing up his spine that plumed out around the waistline of his suit. Another, a boy by the name of David Edinger had distinct black hair up his chest. It also seemed to emerge from his speedo and slowly taper of as it grew up his chest, like the pubic hair trail most had but bigger and longer, and clearly black fur that was still a bit short.
Then Roger say something that made him grin. The high school swim team didnt seem to notice their changes. Nor did the coach or the other spectators.
He saw their gold latex swim caps bulge a little, and then he noticed that the bulges on the side where their ears had been were now flat.
Their human ears were gone. Atop their heads new pointed cat ears were pressing their way up and folding painfully under the tight swim caps.
A few students took them off and ruffled their dark thick hair. A few said "Ow." or "These feel too tight today." or other remarks, but none said anything about the ears they now had poking up out of their hair.
Fuzzy black ears, just like the team mascot, a fierce panther frozen in mid leap on the hip of their speedos.
The swimmers, most now capless, climb up the starting blocks and bend down to grab the front, waiting for the coaches signal to dive in and swim their first set of laps.
They walked over and lined up by the starting blocks