Without words or hands to gesture, communication was next to impossible between the shrunken animal balloons and megan. Thankfully, she still had the sprays.
She walked back over to the bed and rumaged through the pile. The "realism" spray came to her hand and she popped the cap off with a little force.
Hopefully this would do something good. She aimed it at herself and let a torrent go. Her porportions grew less absurd. She evened back to her original height and shape, her mouth unlocked from the O it had been stuck in. She neutralized, gained back her fingers and toes, and stood there suddenly a little light headed. She realized she had lost a little bit of her firmness in the process and was starting to sag.
With mild dizziness, she stumbled to her suitcase and pulled out the little hand pump from her bag. She was, after all, no longer to blow things up herself. But how to get the air in? She experimentally put the nozzle of her pump in her mouth and gave it a couple quick jerks. So her amazement, air flowed into her mouth, down her 'throat' and hissed directly into her body. She felt firmer. A few more pumps and she was back in shape, standing firm and tightly inflated.
She tried to speak and found she was now completely mute. Although the gain of her proper size, shape, and digits was thrilling. She experimentally ran her hands over herself and realized she was perfectly anatomical. She smiled to herself now.
She went back to the sprays and decided her little friends needed the same treatment. She grabbed the realism can, her pump, and wandered over to the three ballons. She gave the giraffe a good spritz first. He jolted suddenly, twisted, and his hollow transparent body began to change. Like Megan, his proportions and shape changed, and his long droopy cock pulled back in to his new animal sheath. He was now a perfectly formed giraffe, although inches tall and still transparent. Megan grinned, put the pump nozzle into the giraffe's mouth, and gave him a nice slow pump to puff him back up to tightness. He swelled and his boner popped back out.
She grinned at him and the giraffe looked down with his long neck to stare at his own inflated dick. He looked back up at Megan with a goofy horny expression and swayed on his long legs.
Next, the dragon. Megan sprayed him down and watched as he turned to a big mass of loose purple rubber. She carefully picked up his limp head, parted his long jaws, and pinched them closed over the nozzle of her pump. With a few quick pumps, the purple dragon emerged from himself and began to take shape. He had grown quite large in comparison to the other toys now and that at least two feet long. He had intricate scales and markings molded over him, a ferocious look, and two big rubbery wings. As he plumped up and grew firm, his face looked up at Megan in surprise as he stood on four legs and swayed his tail. Once he was sufficiently pumped up and able to move again, Megan withdrew her pump and stared down. What a lovely beast! Like the giraffe, two long pink members flumped from between his back legs and stood proudly, their weird teardrop shaped heads stirring a little. The dragon let his tongue fall out of his mouth and grinned at Megan eagerly.
Finally, the orca whale. Megan followed the same process and watched as he grew and gained a realistic shape. She pumped him too and watched as his eyes bulged a little, his long pink dick snapping out taut. All three of the animals stared up at Megan, almost needfully, and she grinned.
She looked back to the bed and realized she could still play with her new toys.