As Mary dashed into the dining room with the plates of food a chaotic scene greeted her. Each of her three guests was undergoing their slow change into a Brachiosaurus like Mary, although each was drastically different than her own. The sound of stretching bodies and tearing clothing began to fill the room as they progressed, and it was becoming painfully obvious who had gotten which glass of wine.
Mary glanced at Jim’s dad first. He had clearly eaten the most of the ‘spiked’ salad and was changing more rapidly than the others, already even more developed than Mary’s form. Already the older man was sitting in his chair well over six feet tall, steadily growing larger as handsome red scales covered his body, his neck gently stretched upward, and his face began to push out into a snout. His tail was sticking through the slats in the back of the chair, pushed out of the top of his torn pants, getting longer and thicker. His hair was receding, as were his ears.
As Mary observed this with some keen excitement, she watched as he began to grow more masculine on top of his Brachiosaurus features, gaining muscular definition and a more trimmed and toned appearance overall. Completely confused by what was happening to him, and alarmed by his wife’s scream of terror, he could only sit in shock and watch his body transform, holding his hands up to examine them as the scales overtook them completely and his nails started to grow large and dark.
Jim’s mom was catching up to her husband, her slight frame enlarging slowly and gaining feminine muscle as her scales covered her more slowly, taking on a dark green tinge. Mary set down the plates on the table casually and gasped in alarm as she saw the pinkish tinged wine sitting in front of Jim. That meant … uh-oh. Jim’s mom had gotten the double dose of male potion. Mary shot her glance back to the woman, who was now looking at Mary with sudden alarm, as she too began to speed up and grow more saurian. In just seconds, Jim’s mother had reached six feet tall, and like her husband, she was advancing into a Brachiosaurus far faster than Mary had been all this time. As she grew bigger, her neck began to stretch, and she cried out in pain as her face scrunched and then pushed itself out into the start of a muzzle.
Her green scales covered her completely, her long locks of red hair fading away as they shrank and disappeared into her head, and Mary watched as a tail snaked it’s way down the changing woman’s thigh and grew down to her feet, protruding from the bottom of her dress. She grew taller and larger, her dress becoming tightened over her stretching frame to the point that the seams began to rip. It was then that Mary noticed the woman’s breasts were slowly deflating like balloons losing air, and there was a wet spot between her legs, which had soaked the front of her dress. Jim’s mom noticed this fact and visibly blushed, covering her groin with her hands. Soon, however, a distinctive bulge appeared in the front of the tearing dress, which grew bigger and began to throb. It soon grew to the shape of a penis and testicles, outlined gratuitously by the stretched fabric of the dress.
Jim himself was by far the least developed of the three and he seemed to be changing at Mary’s rate. He was only partially covered in scales, and although his neck and tail had grown considerably long, he was still almost all human. That is, a human female, as Mary’s boyfriend became less masculine and began to look more female, his body becoming slim, his waist shrinking, his chest starting to pump into breasts, and his thighs widening.
Mary sighed, wondering what would happen now, as she sat down at the table.