Lying on the bathroom floor, Mark wondered how long it would take for the vial to work. "Or will I have to become a cow before the second one begins to work?" he asked himself as he looked at his udder.
A cramping sensation and Mark nearly cheered aloud as he watched the udder begin to deflate and then fold itself back into his body. Sitting up, he looked at the vial and then thought, "Well, at least it's human," even though he couldn’t really make out the picture on the front due to it being smeared.
Looking down, Mark peered at the flat skin and the crease of his vulva, wondering how long it would take for his penis and testicles to grow back in. And then everything began to grow bigger.
Panicking, he leapt up and the moment he did so, Mark realised that it wasn't everything that was enlarging, it was him shrinking. Frightened, he peered at the vial, wanting desperately to figure out what he had drunk.
"What the hell was in this vial," he demanded as he finally stopped at a height of three foot ten.
Suddenly terrified, wondering what his dad was going to say if he saw his son like this, Mark looked at his ripped pants and underwear, noticed that his shirt - something that fit his fifteen year old male frame better - was several sizes to big on him, and then realised that his penis and testicles still hadn't grown back.
Lifting up his shirt, Mark thought, "Great! Just great! I'm no longer turning into a cow, but I’m still a girl!" and then kicking off his shoes, ripped pants and underwear, he squatted down and looked at the rest of the vials.
When it became clear that none of the vials he had were for males, and all clearly for one animal or another, Mark collected the rest of the vials, noting as he did so that the one he drank from was now completely refilled. Opening the bathroom door, he peeked out and listened for his dad, hoping that he wasn’t anywhere nearby.
When he heard nothing - figuring his father was out in the barn looking for him - Mark breathed a sigh of relief and thinking, “I’m going to catch it for not doing my chores, he took off for the rest of the vials.
Halfway there, he was stopped by a voice asking, "Who are you?" and stopping suddenly and turning, Mark found himself looking at his seven year old sister, Jenifer, who had wandered out the living room, where she had been watching some show.
Unable to say anything, Mark stood there, until finally Jenifer asked, "Mark? Is that you? Why do you look like a girl?"
Still unable to come up with an answer, thinking suddenly the costume Jenifer was wearing - she was dressed like a fairy princess - was really pretty, Mark just stood there, slowly opening and closing her mouth, not sure were to begin.