Erika flopped out of the path, looking fairly sexually comprimised as she slid obver the floor, her tail waving about and her bulbous breast bouncing all over the place. She picked up the slave bottle and ran her webbed mermaid hands over it."THREE SPRAYS TO CHANGE BACK", it said. Erika would save this kind of thing far parties, so she changed back.
Her legs seperated, her fins disapperead and her face turned back to normal.She threw out her tattered underwear and began to get dressed. Except form one thing holding her back-her breasts. They had not reverted to there former uninspirational size, and she was having a lot of difficulty fitting them into any garments she owned.The bttle claimed it was not liable for any permanent effects, so Erika was stuck with them, and burrowed a bra from her sisters room.
Now what to do with the salve?