Fortunately she was right next to the table with the box of vials. Mary threw her arms up onto its surface and hoisted her upper body to where she could see the box. With a quivering arm, she reached for the vial labeled "Shrink."
Nearly out of her mind with the intense sensations bombarding her, she ripped the cork off and guzzled at least half of its contents. She dropped it onto the floor and collapsed. Unfortunately, she collapsed directly onto her udder. This caused the pressure to grow even stronger. She found herself stammering "Please...please shrink..." in a deep, quivering voice.
A slight tingle occurred from head to toe, and she looked up to see the top of the table rising slowly. It was her entire body that was shrinking, not just her udder!
Then she noticed something else even more horrifying. Her arms, which had been clutching the enormous thing, were becoming spread apart more and more until she couldn't even reach all the way around it. "How can it be growing again?!" she screamed.
As the change continued, she felt her knees rise up from the ground. She tried to stand once more, but the gargantuan size of her udder compared to the rest of her body now made that impossible. Even her outstretched toes now failed to touch the floor, and she came to the realization that her body was shrinking, but her udder was staying the exact same size.
It must have been the milk inside of it. The potion was able to shrink her body, but it couldn't do anything to the milk she was carrying. Slowly her shrinking stopped, but it was far too late for her. She was now a two-foot woman lying helpless atop a four-foot udder, unable to do much more than scream and flail her limbs. And every second, her need for release intensified.