Mary had to look up to see her friend transforming into the same kind of catgirl she was. The only difference, however, was that Jess' fur was gray with black stripes. It went well with her jet-black hair, which had shrunk to shoulder-length. However, maybe it was Mary's vantage point, but Jess didn't seem to have lost any height. In fact, rather than being baggy, Jess' blue tank top was straining against the new breasts that had formed underneath it. You could clearly see the impressions they were making in the fabric.
"Jess?" Mary mewed.
"I took the cat vial, and a bit of the growth vial to make sure I didn't shrink," Jess explained. "Now we can be playmates!"
"Playmates? Why did you shrink me?"
Jess' nearly six-foot frame towered over Mary's half-sized body. "I just like how small you look," she purred. "So let's try another vial!"
"Let me try the growth vial," Mary insisted.
"No, I already used that. Here, why don't you try the bumblebeeEEYOW!"
Mary had sprung on Jess, latching onto a furred leg and biting it full-force. Jess stumbled and a vial from her hand went into the air. Mary poised herself to catch it, hoping it was the right one.