Mary woke from a pleasant night's sleep to the warm sun beating down on her plump body. She yawned and stretched. It took her a moment to remember why her body felt so bloated and heavy, and when she finally recalled the events from the day before, she laughed.
She sat up, her belly and breasts jiggling lightly. Then she heard her doorbell ring.
She tensed up. What would anybody think when they saw her open the door? The last thing she wanted right now was company. She tip-toed to the door...which in her state turned out to be an arduous process...and peeked through her curtains. She couldn't see anybody there.
"Who is it?" she called. No reply. She unlocked the door and opened it a tiny crack. There was nobody there. Looking down, she saw something on her doormat. She opened the door a little wider so she could reach a chubby arm out and grab the book.
It was a catalog. Not an ordinary one, either. This had all kinds of strangely shaped clothing and accessories. The models were even stranger. There were sheep-women and wolf-men and snakes and dinosaurs. Everyone looked like satisfied customers of the Vials. She read the company description on the back of the magazine.
"Transfortune Industries prides itself in being the most trusted name when it comes to dressing your unique physique. Our magical items have a ninety-nine percent reliability rating and our customer satisfaction can't be topped. We look forward to delivering your next custom-fitting wardrobe."
She scoffed. A pretty impressive line of garments they had, and probably with pretty steep prices to boot. As she flipped through the catalog, she couldn't find any prices at all. "What's the catch?" she wondered aloud. Returning to the back, she examined the order form.
"To order, simply fill out this form, crumple it up, and throw it away. All items are free of charge. Please allow four to six seconds for delivery."
Mary couldn't believe it. Strange vials that changed humans into rat/pig/cow hybrids was one thing, but instantaneous service...FOR FREE? There's absolutely no way this was possible.
That didn't stop her from thumbing through their diverse selection and choosing several new outfits, however. When she was finished filling out the form, she tore off the page and waded it into a ball. She approached the nearest garbage can.
"Here goes," she said. She dropped it in. The second it landed inside, it vanished in a flash of sparkles. Mary rubbed her eyes and stared at the trash can again. No sign of the paper.
The doorbell rang again. This time, she didn't bother to look out the window or ask who it was. She opened it wide.
A delivery man stood on her doorstep holding a large box.
"Oh jeez!" she shouted, quickly thrusting the door in front of her. "I'm sorry! I figured there would just be a package!"
"It's all right, ma'am," the man said flatly. "There's nothing to be ashamed of. I get this all the time. Please take your delivery."
Mary slowly opened the door, her face bright red, and took the package from him. She set it down on the floor inside.
"I just need your signature here," he said, handing her a clipboard and pen. Mary signed the bottom. It was strange to use a pen now that she had only two fingers. "This being your first delivery," the man continued, "I also have to ask how you are coming along with the Vials we sent you. Do you have any questions or concerns?"
"Well, now that you mention it, I do," Mary stammered. The man stared at her, waiting for her to continue. "Are these changes permanent?"
"Only if you stop using the Vials. There is a human vial in your box, which will return you to normal should you choose to use it."
"The things I ordered...the catalog said that as long as I was wearing anything you guys make, the rest of the world wouldn't consider my body...weird."
"Correct, ma'am. They will see you as you are, however our textiles have been enchanted so that they will not think it's unnatural in any way. Just to warn you, many of our customers have experienced discriminatory behavior directed toward them, and our facilities are currently trying to find a spell to deal with that."
"Well, that's not too big a problem, I think I can handle it," Mary said. "One more thing...what's the catch?"
"Catch?"
"I got the Vials unsolicited. For free. Then I get this catalog and all this stuff out of nowhere. There's got to be some kind of price."
The delivery man relaxed his stance. His eyes finally showed warmth behind them. "Mary, someday I hope you learn that charity never comes with a price." He snapped his fingers and vanished in a blinding array of sparkles just like her order form had.
Confused, she closed the door before anybody else noticed her naked, eight-breasted body. Then she cut open her package and took a look inside. She took out a fresh catalog order form and threw it on a nearby table. Then she searched through the bubble wrap for her new items.