The Jessica Jumble (Patreon)

JamAuthor's Note: This story is based off a pic I got last year from WryLewd! The pic will go live tomorrow on my DA and FA! Also Sparkz and Quinn are the properly of https://www.deviantart.com/98sparkz/gallery and https://www.deviantart.com/hamcon respectively!

It was the night of the New Years Charity Gala and things were awry. The event was being hosted by Mayor Sniffer, an anthropomorphic dog and petty politician. The event was to raise money for charity, all of which would go towards letting unprivileged people swap bodies with hot supermodels. Unfortunately, it looked like things were about to be cancelled...

The mayor tugged on the back of his fuzzy neck and paced around the office at the back of the event hall, "I can't believe this, where are they?!"

Just then, the event organizer entered the room. The anthropomorphic snooty French poodle adjusted his tie, "Monsieur Sniffer, there has been a problem. 'Ze Jessica Trio can't make it! 'Zey came down with 'ze flu!"

The Jessica Trio were a group of anthropomorphic animals all dressed like Jessica Rabbit. These three buxom babes could sing at her level and had rocking looks to boot! They were quite the draw for any event.

Sniffer gasped, "Seriously, Pompadour?! Then what are we going to do?! It's too late to cancel the event now!"

Pompadour smirked, "What if were find some replacements? Surely, 'zere are some magnifique backups we could get,"

The mayor sighed as he sat down in his chair and hung his head, "In that crowd?! I doubt there's a single hot enough babe to rock the Jessica look, let alone three of them!"

Pompadour gave the mayor a reassuring pat on the back, "What if we were to make some 'zen? I'm sure we could turn three normal imbeciles into three stunning mademoiselles. We would just need a trio used to becoming women who could acclimate to 'zeir new bodies well!"

The mayor slapped his hands against his face, "Oh right, and where are we going to find the right people to turn into hot babes?! It's not like a trio of three normal dudes who are used to turning into hot babes are just going to stumble into our lap!"

While the mayor struggled with the talent lineup, a group of perverted friends had just snuck backstage. There was Jam the monkey, Quinn the cat, and Sparkz the lion! The three had gone backstage to get a look at beautiful babes up close. Jam smirked and rubbed his monkey paws together, "Alright, we gotta find those Jessica babes! I got me some performer boobies to grope!"

Sparkz snickered and patted the tiny monkey, "Hold your horses, buddy! Maybe we should just talk to them first, like gentleman? Maybe they'll agree to some groping after the show!"

Quinn chuckled nervously as he flicked his tail around, "Guys, I don't think we should be back here!"

The monkey chuckled, "Yeah right, as if they'll spot us back here!"

Suddenly, the lights turned on and the three friends were met with a group of security guards. Sparkz and Quinn glared at the monkey. Jam shrugged his shoulders and laughed nervously, "Well, I could be a BIT wrong!"

The head security guard held a taser at the three, "Who are you and how did you get back here?"

Jam nodded, "It's quite simple really! We arrived at the venue and Quinn used his claws to lockpick the the door to the back. Afterwards, Sparkz and I concocted a potion using our mad-science skills to temporarily turn us into mice. Using the potion, we were able to snack past most of the security! And after changing back, we continued on our merry way!"

The guard sighed, "I wanted a BRIEF answer, not lazy exposition!"

Jam winked, "Ah, I got ya! Well, we're just three guys here to see hot babes!"

Quinn panicked and began to shudder nervously, "Y-Y-Yeah, we meant no harm! Oh, please don't call the cops!"

Sparkz held up three invitations in his lion paw, "Yeah, we were given invitations to the event! Jam and I are recognized mad-scientists and we were allowed a plus one, which was Quinn. We just wanted to talk with and gaze at a few pretty ladies!"

The guard readied his taser, "Even if that was your reason, it's still against the law! I'm taking you down and calling the cops!"

"Not so fast!" Shouted Mayor Sniffer as he entered the room, Pompadour following closely behind him.

The guard lowered his weapon, "If you say so, sir!"

The mayor approached trio of friends, "My apologies for security being on edge, we just don't want any malcontents wandering back here. Regardless, you're still in violation of the law, but I'm willing to let it slide if you three do something for me,"

Jam stared the middle-aged dog right in the eyes, "And that is?"

The mayor petted the monkey on the head, "Well, first I'll ask this: How often do each of you transform into hot women?"

Quinn gave a thumbs up, "Once a week!"

Sparkz nodded, "Once a day!"

Jam stood on his hands and tried to count using his hand-feet, "I'm a woman at least 3-5 times a day! Actually, let's just say I'm in female form 90% of the time and leave it at that!"

Sniffer turned to Pompadour and smirked, "You heard 'em, Pomps? They're perfect!"

"Yes, they are quite 'ze catch indeed!

The three friends looked at them in confusion. Sparkz scratched at his mane, "Sorry, what's going on? You want us to transform into women or something?"

Sniffer clapped his paws together, "Yep! As it turns out, the Jessica Trio cannot make it. As such, we need a replacement! We have a potion to turn men into women, along with giving them all of the Trio's singing ability and performance skills. The catch is that it only works on men who transform into women a lot! It's selective that way,"

Jam nodded, "So what you're saying is that if we take the potion and transform into women and perform in the Trio's place, you won't call the cops?"

Sniffer nodded, "Yes, and we'll also pay you what we would've paid the trio. Plus, we'll let you three keep a whole thermos of the Jessica potion. What do you say?"

The three looked at each other and nodded, before turning back to look at Sniffer. "It's a deal!" Exclaimed Sparkz.

Pompadour nodded and waved for them to follow him, "Very well, right 'zis way, my soon-to-be mademoiselles!"

The three friends followed the poodle into a changing room at the back, with several makeup artists standing by at the ready. Pompadour smiled and handed the trio one vial of pink liquid each. Afterwards, Pompadour sat down in the corner to watch the trio, "Just drink the potions and let them do 'zeir magic!"

Jam shrugged his shoulders, "Well, he sure kept that brief!"

Sparkz simply uncorked the potion as he prepared to drink it, "It's fine, we all know what to do at this point! Bottoms up, lads!"

Jam and Quinn nodded and did the same, all three of them chugging the contents of their respective vials at once. As soon as the potion entered their system, changes began to take place. Their chests itched as massive breasts sprouted out of them! Their hips grew wider, while their hair became much longer.

Their Adam's apples dissolved into nothingness, warping their vocal cords in the process. They could feel their eyelashes grow longer, a common side effect of their transformation into the opposite gender. Their shoulders became rounded, their bodies losing their masculine shape in the process.

Jam grew taller, matching the height of his two friends. Their legs became shapely and curved as their waists shrunk considerably. Their clothes became ill-fitting, prompting the trio to remove them. Their transformations now complete, the three friends stared in awe of how rocking their bodies looked. "Jelly" grabbed her newer and much shapelier ass, "Damn, I'm THICC!"

"Sierra" groped her new lioness titties, "I'm THICC too!"

Quinn (who's name didn't change at all) put one hand on her breast and the other on her ass, "No, we're ALL THICC!"

The poodle cleared his throat, "Excuse me, mademoiselles, but you can expect 'ze merchandise after 'ze performance!"

The three nodded and pulled their hands away as the poodle lead the trio towards a rack of clothes. The poodle grabbed three red dresses and assorted gloves and shoes and handed it to the trio, "Put 'zese on, mademoiselles!" The trio collectively nodded their heads and grabbed the outfits, before quickly sliding them on! They put on their dresses first, which they were surprised to find perfectly fit their newfound curves. The three friends collectively moaned as the satiny dresses rubbed against their luxurious fur. They slid on their tight purple gloves over their fuzzy arms next, followed by them placing their high-heeled shoes over their delicate animal feet.

Once fully dressed, the trio of busty animal-women collectively giggled to themselves. Jelly strutted her stuff in her new high-heeled shoes, her boobs and butt jiggling as she did so, "These new forms are quite nice!"

Sierra and Quinn smirked and pressed their bums against Jelly's. "You know it!" Sierra said with a wink.

Quinn giggled, "The three of us are damn fine!"

The poodle cleared his throat, prompting the trio to snap to attention. He eyed the three up and down, "If the madamoiselles are done groping 'zeir new bodies, how about we skip to 'ze performance 'zen?"

Jelly scratched at her head, "What?! But we haven't even practiced!"

The poodle smiled confidently, "No need to practice, all 'ze routines and songs have been magically transplanted into your head by 'ze potion!"

Jelly chuckled softly, "Wow, how convenient!"

Sierra threw her arms around the shoulders of her two fuzzy friends, "Ready to do this, girls?"

Jelly and Quinn both nodded vigorously, ready to put on a show! They then made their way towards the stage, wiggling their hips around as they strutted along like supermodels on a runway. The three climbed the stairs to the stage and stood in front of the microphone, with Jelly on the left, Sierra on the right, and Quinn in the middle.

Jelly smiled and placed her hand on her chest, while bending over and winking, "I hope y'all are ready..."

"...Because our music will keep ya steady..." Quinn continued as she slid one arm under her breasts and the other behind her back.

"...And our voices will make ya heady!" Shouted Sierra, finishing the trio's speech as she threw her arm in the air. The trio then began to sing, belting out catchy tune after catchy tune. Every song was mapped out in their head already and their altered vocal cords did every melody justice. The anthropomorphic animals in attendance applauded after every song. The night went on as the show went began to wind down.

The girls decided to finish their set with something special. Quinn winked to the audience, "Since you've all been good, we'll sing you a little something special!"

Sierra nodded, "Yep, something from a Disney film you wouldn't expect!"

"Yep, so 'let us be good to you'!" Jelly said with a giggle. The trio then sang the classic song, "Let Me Be Good To You" from The Great Mouse Detective. After their last song, the audience gave them one last round of applause. The three girls threw their arms around each other's shoulders and collectively bowed, smiling and giggling as they did so.

After the show, the curtains fell and the trio left the stage, returning to Sniffer and Pompadour at the back. The two dogs gave the busty women the thumbs up. Sniffer smiled earnestly, "Good job! You three are definitely off the hook!"

Jelly winked, "Perfect! Getting boobies and not going to prison is my favorite combo,"

Quin nodded, "Plus we get to stay this way for a while!"

"Yep, and we can even have some 'personal fun' with our new bodies once we get back to Jelly's lab!"

Sniffer smirked and handed Jelly a thermos containing more of the potion, along with a hefty check, "And here's your payment for the job well done! The potion's effects should wear off by the end of the night, but that thermos has enough to keep you like this for months if you so wish,"

Sierra smiled and threw her arms around her friends' shoulders, "Looks like it all worked out in the end!"

"It sure did!" Quinn said with a smile.

"Celebration time at my place, gals, let's go!" Exclaimed Jelly, her two friends nodding in response. They both giggled to each other as they all walked away triumphantly with their prizes. Sniffer smiled as he crossed his arms, "Ah, it's a happy ending isn't it, Pompadour?"

Sniffer turned to see the poodle crying, "Everything alright, Pomps?"

"Sorry, 'zis is just so beautiful! 'Zese are tears of happiness, no? 'Zey grow up so fast!"

The pair of dogs watched as the three busty ladies walked off into the night. They were happy with the event, even if they had to change out the talent at last second. Who knew three pervy dorks could make for three buxom and beautiful singers?It was the night of the New Years Charity Gala and things were awry. The event was being hosted by Mayor Sniffer, an anthropomorphic dog and petty politician. The event was to raise money for charity, all of which would go towards letting unprivileged people swap bodies with hot supermodels. Unfortunately, it looked like things were about to be cancelled...

The mayor tugged on the back of his fuzzy neck and paced around the office at the back of the event hall, "I can't believe this, where are they?!"

Just then, the event organizer entered the room. The anthropomorphic snooty French poodle adjusted his tie, "Monsieur Sniffer, there has been a problem. 'Ze Jessica Trio can't make it! 'Zey came down with 'ze flu!"

The Jessica Trio were a group of anthropomorphic animals all dressed like Jessica Rabbit. These three buxom babes could sing at her level and had rocking looks to boot! They were quite the draw for any event.

Sniffer gasped, "Seriously, Pompadour?! Then what are we going to do?! It's too late to cancel the event now!"

Pompadour smirked, "What if were find some replacements? Surely, 'zere are some magnifique backups we could get,"

The mayor sighed as he sat down in his chair and hung his head, "In that crowd?! I doubt there's a single hot enough babe to rock the Jessica look, let alone three of them!"

Pompadour gave the mayor a reassuring pat on the back, "What if we were to make some 'zen? I'm sure we could turn three normal imbeciles into three stunning mademoiselles. We would just need a trio used to becoming women who could acclimate to 'zeir new bodies well!"

The mayor slapped his hands against his face, "Oh right, and where are we going to find the right people to turn into hot babes?! It's not like a trio of three normal dudes who are used to turning into hot babes are just going to stumble into our lap!"

While the mayor struggled with the talent lineup, a group of perverted friends had just snuck backstage. There was Jam the monkey, Quinn the cat, and Sparkz the lion! The three had gone backstage to get a look at beautiful babes up close. Jam smirked and rubbed his monkey paws together, "Alright, we gotta find those Jessica babes! I got me some performer boobies to grope!"

Sparkz snickered and patted the tiny monkey, "Hold your horses, buddy! Maybe we should just talk to them first, like gentleman? Maybe they'll agree to some groping after the show!"

Quinn chuckled nervously as he flicked his tail around, "Guys, I don't think we should be back here!"

The monkey chuckled, "Yeah right, as if they'll spot us back here!"

Suddenly, the lights turned on and the three friends were met with a group of security guards. Sparkz and Quinn glared at the monkey. Jam shrugged his shoulders and laughed nervously, "Well, I could be a BIT wrong!"

The head security guard held a taser at the three, "Who are you and how did you get back here?"

Jam nodded, "It's quite simple really! We arrived at the venue and Quinn used his claws to lockpick the the door to the back. Afterwards, Sparkz and I concocted a potion using our mad-science skills to temporarily turn us into mice. Using the potion, we were able to snack past most of the security! And after changing back, we continued on our merry way!"

The guard sighed, "I wanted a BRIEF answer, not lazy exposition!"

Jam winked, "Ah, I got ya! Well, we're just three guys here to see hot babes!"

Quinn panicked and began to shudder nervously, "Y-Y-Yeah, we meant no harm! Oh, please don't call the cops!"

Sparkz held up three invitations in his lion paw, "Yeah, we were given invitations to the event! Jam and I are recognized mad-scientists and we were allowed a plus one, which was Quinn. We just wanted to talk with and gaze at a few pretty ladies!"

The guard readied his taser, "Even if that was your reason, it's still against the law! I'm taking you down and calling the cops!"

"Not so fast!" Shouted Mayor Sniffer as he entered the room, Pompadour following closely behind him.

The guard lowered his weapon, "If you say so, sir!"

The mayor approached trio of friends, "My apologies for security being on edge, we just don't want any malcontents wandering back here. Regardless, you're still in violation of the law, but I'm willing to let it slide if you three do something for me,"

Jam stared the middle-aged dog right in the eyes, "And that is?"

The mayor petted the monkey on the head, "Well, first I'll ask this: How often do each of you transform into hot women?"

Quinn gave a thumbs up, "Once a week!"

Sparkz nodded, "Once a day!"

Jam stood on his hands and tried to count using his hand-feet, "I'm a woman at least 3-5 times a day! Actually, let's just say I'm in female form 90% of the time and leave it at that!"

Sniffer turned to Pompadour and smirked, "You heard 'em, Pomps? They're perfect!"

"Yes, they are quite 'ze catch indeed!

The three friends looked at them in confusion. Sparkz scratched at his mane, "Sorry, what's going on? You want us to transform into women or something?"

Sniffer clapped his paws together, "Yep! As it turns out, the Jessica Trio cannot make it. As such, we need a replacement! We have a potion to turn men into women, along with giving them all of the Trio's singing ability and performance skills. The catch is that it only works on men who transform into women a lot! It's selective that way,"

Jam nodded, "So what you're saying is that if we take the potion and transform into women and perform in the Trio's place, you won't call the cops?"

Sniffer nodded, "Yes, and we'll also pay you what we would've paid the trio. Plus, we'll let you three keep a whole thermos of the Jessica potion. What do you say?"

The three looked at each other and nodded, before turning back to look at Sniffer. "It's a deal!" Exclaimed Sparkz.

Pompadour nodded and waved for them to follow him, "Very well, right 'zis way, my soon-to-be mademoiselles!"

The three friends followed the poodle into a changing room at the back, with several makeup artists standing by at the ready. Pompadour smiled and handed the trio one vial of pink liquid each. Afterwards, Pompadour sat down in the corner to watch the trio, "Just drink the potions and let them do 'zeir magic!"

Jam shrugged his shoulders, "Well, he sure kept that brief!"

Sparkz simply uncorked the potion as he prepared to drink it, "It's fine, we all know what to do at this point! Bottoms up, lads!"

Jam and Quinn nodded and did the same, all three of them chugging the contents of their respective vials at once. As soon as the potion entered their system, changes began to take place. Their chests itched as massive breasts sprouted out of them! Their hips grew wider, while their hair became much longer.

Their Adam's apples dissolved into nothingness, warping their vocal cords in the process. They could feel their eyelashes grow longer, a common side effect of their transformation into the opposite gender. Their shoulders became rounded, their bodies losing their masculine shape in the process.

Jam grew taller, matching the height of his two friends. Their legs became shapely and curved as their waists shrunk considerably. Their clothes became ill-fitting, prompting the trio to remove them. Their transformations now complete, the three friends stared in awe of how rocking their bodies looked. "Jelly" grabbed her newer and much shapelier ass, "Damn, I'm THICC!"

"Sierra" groped her new lioness titties, "I'm THICC too!"

Quinn (who's name didn't change at all) put one hand on her breast and the other on her ass, "No, we're ALL THICC!"

The poodle cleared his throat, "Excuse me, mademoiselles, but you can expect 'ze merchandise after 'ze performance!"

The three nodded and pulled their hands away as the poodle lead the trio towards a rack of clothes. The poodle grabbed three red dresses and assorted gloves and shoes and handed it to the trio, "Put 'zese on, mademoiselles!" The trio collectively nodded their heads and grabbed the outfits, before quickly sliding them on! They put on their dresses first, which they were surprised to find perfectly fit their newfound curves. The three friends collectively moaned as the satiny dresses rubbed against their luxurious fur. They slid on their tight purple gloves over their fuzzy arms next, followed by them placing their high-heeled shoes over their delicate animal feet.

Once fully dressed, the trio of busty animal-women collectively giggled to themselves. Jelly strutted her stuff in her new high-heeled shoes, her boobs and butt jiggling as she did so, "These new forms are quite nice!"

Sierra and Quinn smirked and pressed their bums against Jelly's. "You know it!" Sierra said with a wink.

Quinn giggled, "The three of us are damn fine!"

The poodle cleared his throat, prompting the trio to snap to attention. He eyed the three up and down, "If the madamoiselles are done groping 'zeir new bodies, how about we skip to 'ze performance 'zen?"

Jelly scratched at her head, "What?! But we haven't even practiced!"

The poodle smiled confidently, "No need to practice, all 'ze routines and songs have been magically transplanted into your head by 'ze potion!"

Jelly chuckled softly, "Wow, how convenient!"

Sierra threw her arms around the shoulders of her two fuzzy friends, "Ready to do this, girls?"

Jelly and Quinn both nodded vigorously, ready to put on a show! They then made their way towards the stage, wiggling their hips around as they strutted along like supermodels on a runway. The three climbed the stairs to the stage and stood in front of the microphone, with Jelly on the left, Sierra on the right, and Quinn in the middle.

Jelly smiled and placed her hand on her chest, while bending over and winking, "I hope y'all are ready..."

"...Because our music will keep ya steady..." Quinn continued as she slid one arm under her breasts and the other behind her back.

"...And our voices will make ya heady!" Shouted Sierra, finishing the trio's speech as she threw her arm in the air. The trio then began to sing, belting out catchy tune after catchy tune. Every song was mapped out in their head already and their altered vocal cords did every melody justice. The anthropomorphic animals in attendance applauded after every song. The night went on as the show went began to wind down.

The girls decided to finish their set with something special. Quinn winked to the audience, "Since you've all been good, we'll sing you a little something special!"

Sierra nodded, "Yep, something from a Disney film you wouldn't expect!"

"Yep, so 'let us be good to you'!" Jelly said with a giggle. The trio then sang the classic song, "Let Me Be Good To You" from The Great Mouse Detective. After their last song, the audience gave them one last round of applause. The three girls threw their arms around each other's shoulders and collectively bowed, smiling and giggling as they did so.

After the show, the curtains fell and the trio left the stage, returning to Sniffer and Pompadour at the back. The two dogs gave the busty women the thumbs up. Sniffer smiled earnestly, "Good job! You three are definitely off the hook!"

Jelly winked, "Perfect! Getting boobies and not going to prison is my favorite combo,"

Quin nodded, "Plus we get to stay this way for a while!"

"Yep, and we can even have some 'personal fun' with our new bodies once we get back to Jelly's lab!"

Sniffer smirked and handed Jelly a thermos containing more of the potion, along with a hefty check, "And here's your payment for the job well done! The potion's effects should wear off by the end of the night, but that thermos has enough to keep you like this for months if you so wish,"

Sierra smiled and threw her arms around her friends' shoulders, "Looks like it all worked out in the end!"

"It sure did!" Quinn said with a smile.

"Celebration time at my place, gals, let's go!" Exclaimed Jelly, her two friends nodding in response. They both giggled to each other as they all walked away triumphantly with their prizes. Sniffer smiled as he crossed his arms, "Ah, it's a happy ending isn't it, Pompadour?"

Sniffer turned to see the poodle crying, "Everything alright, Pomps?"

"Sorry, 'zis is just so beautiful! 'Zese are tears of happiness, no? 'Zey grow up so fast!"

The pair of dogs watched as the three busty ladies walked off into the night. They were happy with the event, even if they had to change out the talent at last second. Who knew three pervy dorks could make for three buxom and beautiful singers?