Shanna watched her strange misting box for another few minutes just to make sure the animals were unconscious and sound asleep. They were, she smiled, and not only totally helpless against whatever she wanted to do to them, but also completely unaware.
The sweet lavender she had put into the diffuser was only a quarter of the potion she had made. There were also special ingredients to slowly increase their size and humanity as well as grant them speech.
Even now, the tiny creatures were ever so gradually starting to grow. From tiny shrunken fractions of their respective animal’s body size, they would convert to the equivalent inches of their full size. Then, they would grow to their full animal size. For the camel this meant she would become 7 inches at the head and then slowly grow to 7 feet over the coming weeks. For the flamingo, 4 inches to four feet. The wolf would grow from 3 inches long to 3 feet long. And the giraffe would grow to 14 inches tall and increase to her full magnificent height of 14 feet. The idea of watching them grow from tiny and helpless to big was incredibly erotic to Shanna.
She watched the box and the animals inside coated in a soft pink fog, and bit her lip as she saw the first signs of growth. All four were just hairs bigger than they had been when she started.
And then the special surprise. Once they had reached their full animal size, they would grow humanoid, gaining even more size as they grew into their new anthro bodies.
Even now, Shanna wondered how big and strong the four of them would wind up at the end of their slow process.
She found herself growing wet at the idea of own her potion work helping her new friends return to a measure of their human selves, knowing she couldn’t reverse the animal state. At least she could help them recover a little of their old lives. Maybe.
She took a breath and slipped her hand down her pants sitting in the chair, too hot to resist, and watched her little friends grow slowly as she masturbated.
The wolf hit her mark first, reaching three inches tall as she slept huddled next to the camel, and Shanna gasped as she felt herself starting to reach her peak. By the time the flamingo hit his lean four inches tall, Shanna was puffing and whimpering as she ground against her hand.
Shanna felt herself jolt and start to orgasm, throwing her head back, gasping, as the camel and the giraffe continued to grow in the purple fog.
Watching them outgrow their friends and start to fill the box, Shanna shook and squeaked as she came. The change was so enticing, so erotic, she wanted to transform them forever. She wanted to keep them and love them and grow them and transform them into big and sexy beasts.
As she relented, and came down from orgasm, she stared at the situation and smiled dreamily, withdrawing a soaked hand, as she saw the camel had peaked at her seven inches tall now and the giraffe was a foot in height. Another slow accumulation of two more inches raised the giraffe to fourteen inches.
Now, Shanna only had to “bake” them for a couple hours more in the fog to ensure their other transformations would start as planned.
She got herself cleaned up while she waited and eventually ate supper.
When she returned, dressed and refreshed, the fog was starting to wane, meaning it was almost complete.