Mary always wondered what it would be like to be a crocodile, so she thought about that.
Her skin became more bumpy. Her skin became a brownish color and her belly and breast became yellow. All hair on her body was gone, replaced by the rough scales that covered her body. Her leathery hand still had five fingers, but to call them fingers now would be an understatement. They looked more like claws than fingers.
Her transformation complete, she smiled in awe of the vials power. A satisfying fart escaped her ass, as she moaned in relief. Based on how big she was, Mary must have grown to at least 800 pounds. The big question now was what she would do next?
She didn't want to lose her new scaly appearance and she didn't want to lose weight, but those things didn't matter if she couldn't even get out of the house. Looking back at the vial label she saw something new. " if you wish to be more or less of a slob or want to control your changes,, like before, simply think about it."
She could shrink herself back to normal, get some food and then transform back easily. But she drooled at the though of being a gigantic slobby crocodile. She wanted to burst out of her house and eat anything that she wanted to. She wanted to fart innocent civilians and make them treat her like a goddess. Groping her breast as she began to think, a decision was finally made.