Toon It Up: Call of the Disco (Preview) (Patreon)

A preview for an upcoming toon cat tale for SepTOONber! Enjoy this early look~

She hummed happily, leaving happily breakfast aisle happily with a song in heart. Okie-dokie! All that's left to get is the cold stuff. Time to head ov-

As she started to turn her cart in that direction, she froze. A sharp chill went up her spine, straight into her soul. Goosebumps broke out everywhere.

What… what is… She gulped, her heart beginning to race. This feeling? She knew it very well. It was a signal.

It was a signal that something groovy was coming.

Wh-why is this happening now?! She looked around and listened closely, realizing what was up. It was faint, and fairly faint at that, but she could just hear it.

It was coming from the speakers above. The entire time she had been in the store, modern to 90s music had been playing. She barely noticed it then and now, but she thought that was good. Playing just that range of hits meant she could avoid her special problem.

But it was clear now that the music selection went much older. Now that she could pick it up, the music might as well have been blaring in her ears. “Stayin’ Alive” by the BeeGees had just started up.

Disco… she gulped, feeling trembles begin to break out.

It was too late. She knew it too well. There was no time to leave nor was there anyway to stop what would happen. The groove would come and come fast.

Another chill ran down her spine, right into her tail bone above her butt. She felt a shake of her rear, followed by something tight, then tighter. It felt so uncomfortable, filling and bunching up in the back of her pants.

PWOM! The tension released, and relief flooded out. Something shot out of her pants and between her green dress. It was a tail.

It was a fat, overinflated, light golden-orange tail! It was as long as her leg and far thicker than it too, but the latter only momentarily. It quickly shrank until it was less than half the width of her leg, but it kept on growing and growing.

There were slight fur changes as it went along. Its underside turned white. Across it, dark, blackish-purple strips appeared with a similarly dark tail tip.

The tail hit the ground with a gentle thud, her eyes widening at the sound. She looked over her shoulder, and her eyes got even wider somehow. HUGE! …w-well… I guess it's good it didn't break my pants coming out… this time…

“What the…” Gracie blushed intensely and looked to the side. There was an older woman standing there with her grocery cart, her eyes about to bug out themselves as they stared intensely at that thick tail of Gracie's.

Gracie gulped. “Errr…. sorry, ma'am?”