Mary was boiling hot, having a formless, restless dream. She woke slowly, having trouble thinking about much of anything. She felt something trickling down all over her body, and when she regained clear vision, she realized she was melting!
She sat up, removing her oozing form from the doorway with a suctiony-squishy sound. Looking along her body she noticed her mermaid tail was wilting in the heat, and her udder was barely recognizable. The sun beat down mercilessly on her soft form. Desperately, Mary crawled farther into the kitchen, closing the door so that the air conditioning stayed inside. She was leaving chocolate smudges everywhere, but it didn't matter to her at this point. She had to harden up, fast.
Slowly, she made her way across the kitchen to the counter with the vials. Behind her snaked a long chocolate trail as she lost more and more of her body. Her tail portion looked more like a short snake at this point, the thin fins having melted quickly in the sun. Her udder and chest were now completely flattened by the floor as she scrambled across the tiles.
She reached the counter and attempted to hoist herself up on a chair to get to the vials. Mary was never so glad she had bought wooden kitchen chairs instead of upholstered ones...cleaning the place after this was already looking hard enough.
She was melting so much, she had lost even more of her height than her previous transformation into part-cat. She had no knees to speak of, so she could barely reach with her arms to pull herself up to the top of the counter. The strain began to feel too much for the weakened form, but more pulling from below her waist and a sudden drop in weight helped her make it up. She looked over the edge, finding that her body from the waist-down had fallen off completely.
Her arms deformed more and more as she crawled to the box. They became as undefined as tentacles. She pushed the button to open up the box and searched with chocolate eyes for a vial that would help her.
The Flavor drawer Jess pulled the Chocolate vial out of had nothing that sounded like "Normal" or "Unflavored" or anything that could completely reverse her chocolate state without turning her into some other food. She found the Human Female vial once again, and prayed it would do the job.
She looped a tentacle arm around the cork and pulled hard, at once dislodging the cork from the vial and the arm from her body. They fell onto the counter with a splat. with her other tentacle, Mary put the vial to her fused lips, forcing its way through her soft skin and pouring it into whatever internal organs she had left.
Within moments, her body tensed up as the vial took effect. Her pathetic tentacles lengthened and took form as arms once more, and a pair of legs grew from her severed mid-section. A feeling of relief washed over her as she felt her entire body regain form and figure, and a small glow filled her as her breasts and vagina reformed again.
Looking around the kitchen, Mary saw the lump of melted chocolate that had once been her mermaid tail next to the chair, as well as the trail of chocolate that led back to the puddle where she had almost melted away. This mess would take a lot effort to clean. "Ah well," she thought, "all hands to the pumps..."
Hands. Mary looked back at her hands, noticing that they weren't their usual colour. They were still a chocolatey brown. So was the rest of her skin, the rest of her body. The Human Female vial had worked, but she was now a *Chocolate* Human Female. She glanced at the vials, the chocolate on the floor, and back to her hands. What should she do now?