Ty sat in his jar, looking at the other prisoners. Useless, small, slimy and weak. He'd tried to rock the jar by jumping against the sides. But his body just didn't have enough mass to accomplish anything more then a soft slimy slap.
He tried to rouse his friends from their stupor, maybe together they could escape. But his croaks were unintelligible and easily ignored.
This plan had turned out to be a disaster. If he still had tear ducts he might have cried.
He stared out of the jar at the distorted world outside where the statuesque servants went about their business. They were doomed.
There wasn't much else until he thought he saw something move in Steph's jar. Was that a bubble he saw? He stared more intently at the Steph jar. Slowly another bubble formed. Then the cum slowly started moving around. Was Steph doing that? She must be! Maybe the witch was wrong about her being just a puddle of cum!
Slowly the off white liquid started to slither upward to the cork of the jar. It concentrated around, ultimately even draining the bottom of the jar as it pushed.
Ty had no idea how much time passed, but after a while it seemed like there was less goo in the jar. He croaked as he noticed a thin layer of cum dripping on the outside of the jar. She'd pushed herself through the gaps! He hopped in happiness. Steph might be able to save them!
Ty looked at the servants, but they appeared to be preoccupied with cleaning the cauldron.
It took a painful amount of time, but finally the jar of Steph had emptied. A trail of cum slithered over the edge of the table and out of sight.
It took forever when Ty noticed the off white liquid gushing up near his jar. She'd come to him!
"Ty!" Steph's clear voice sounded.
Ty croaked in response. Why the hell was she bothering with him first? He was a frog! Go save Eric! Maybe she hadn't seen him yet?
"I'll get you out Ty! Wait, let me try something!"
The cum started to swirl. Slowly a bubble rose up and popped. "Wait, I'll try again."
The cum started swirling faster and slowly started to push upward. Finally some of the other prisoners took note. As the rising off white liquid slowly pushed further up and started to take a new shape. Slowly the swirling column of off white liquid started to widen in certain area. Slowly it started to develop curves, arms and a head. Until finally a female form appeared. It looked a little like the Steph he'd saved, but there were some clear differences. For starters she was still small, there wasn't enough cum for her to make a full size human. Also her body was made out of a not quite translucent whiteish liquid. The form the cum had made looked a little a naked version of her, but much more muscular and to his shock an absolutely massive dick nearly the length of her own goo legs hung between her legs. "Ty! I did it!" She looked down. "Sort off! I can't get that thing between my legs to go away." Her milky eyes focused on her crotch but nothing changed.
Ty wondered if the other potions the witch had made her take had done this. And Ty realised that maybe the muscle potion would've solved her fat problem back in the goblin camp.
"Let's free everyone and try to find a way back to normal before that bitch comes back!"
Steph stretched her body and knocked the jar over. "I feel so oddly strong." She commented as she moved to lid of the jar, her movement an odd combination of slithering and walking. She grabbed the lid but didn't move yet.
"I really should just leave your froggish ass in there for what you did to me you know."
Ty croaked as remorsefully as a frog could. But in his defense he did save her from the goblins.
"Don't think you're off the hook." She opened the jar. A strong and familiar smell rushed into jar. She smelt like old cum.
Ty clambered out of the jar and croaked in thanks.