Mary stood back up straight. She had suddenly felt a bit bloated. "It was just a cramp, I'm fine. Now about that tow truck..."
"It's okay," the man said as Mary walked back to the house. "I've got a cell phone." He was already dialing a number.
Mary stood there impatiently, feeling a continuing change in her stomach as her entire body continued to tingle. Had the vial she drank been poisonous?
The man talked to someone on the phone for a few minutes, then hung up. "The truck will be here any minute. I'm sorry about your lawn."
"Oh, that's fine. The tree doesn't look like it's going to fall over or anything, and the grass will grow back." Her body began to feel heavier and her clothes seemed tighter. She had to get back inside. "Oh! I just remembered I had something on the stove! I'll be inside if you need anything." She quickly turned and went back into her house.
"'The stove'," she muttered to herself. "What a lame exchhuse." Her voice suddenly sounded rather nasally. "Wchhhat the?"
Before she could figure out why her voice had changed, her body began to bloat again. She saw that her stomach had grown quite a bit, lifting up her shirt with a round paunch. As she brought her hands to touch it, she noticed her arms seemed thicker. Her breasts started to hurt underneath her tightening shirt. Was the vial she took doing this?
She pulled hard on her shirt to get it over her growing breasts and off her body. Once it was off, she felt much better, though still quite bloated. She trudged over to the nearest mirror, noticing her body felt much heavier. Her thick legs had to work a bit more to make sure she didn't lose her balance.
When she looked at her reflection, she shrieked. Her body was definitely getting fatter. Her waistline had expanded, popping the button on her pants. She undid the zipper to give it even more room. Her neck thickened as well...and her face! Her nose had turned outward and was much larger. Even her ears were different. They were larger as well, and pointed.
Mary knew it had to be the vials. She clambered over to where she had left them and picked up the one she used. It was completely full again, somehow. The label confirmed her suspicions with a picture of a pig.
"Oh no," she snorted. She could feel more changes happening to her body, including her feet and fingers shrinking a bit and melting together. She was left with two large toes and two fingers and a thumb on each hand, all tipped in a hard, pointy brown substance.
Her belly finally stopped growing, and Mary felt the tingle die down across her body. She was much fatter than she was just a few minutes ago, with breasts that strained their bra and a piggish face. She knew she'd have to do something quickly, in case the man came inside.