“Well…” Mary decided after thinking the matter over for several long moments. “…As you said before, there’s no point in having all of this without being able to share it with the ones you love, so…”
“You saying, that you want me to, be like you?” Ray guessed.
To this, Mary heaved her massive twelve-and-a-half-foot frame up, the fold resting on her legs spilling down as she approached Ray, knelt down on front and leaned towards his face. “Yes.”
“Then I suppose I should tell you, I did experiment with them as I already told you, and didn’t take the reversion vial.” Ray leaned in and kissed her scaled face. “So if you could step back a little, so I can show you?”
Doing as Ray asked of her, she witnessed as a ripple ran over her boyfriend. His skin became rough, and a very dark black-green save for the paler underside. His face pushed into a very familiar (to Mary) snout filled with sharp teeth as a thick tail sprouted. He pushed himself up to standing to reveal a gut of his own spilling out, claws ending his leathery fingers.
It soon became clear to Mary that unlike herself, Ray still had clothes on though they had changed to contain his own twelve-foot frame. his navy-blue trousers remained, sized to fit but extremely tight on his fat body, large folds of fat spilling over its top especially at the front and between the suspenders he was using to held them up along with a black belt that she could just make out. A light blue shirt with the sleeves rolled to above his elbows was also on, but with only two of its buttons able to come together, pulling his chest in. Finally a decent pair of black shoes with matching socks completed the attire of her now-crocodilian, and very fat, boyfriend.
After staring at him for a while, Mary finally waddled her own obese naked body ‘til their extended guts were pressing into each other, leaning in the rest of the way until they were able to press their snouts to each other, and run their tongues over the others.
“Ray. This is, wonderful.” Mary sighed once they parted, unconsciously wrapping her arms under her bare breasts.
“And I’m, so glad, that you like it so much.” Ray rumbled.
“But, how did you get clothes that could fit you?”
“Well, if you’ve taken the right vial, think about what you want, and you’ll have it.” Ray explained to her.
Trying out his idea, Mary visualised something she wanted to be wearing in her mind, seeing herself as she was in it. Ray could see a shimmer over her as new clothing that fit emerged seemingly from nowhere to dress her. A very light-blue denim grew from her waist, running down her legs and pressing into them, but not painfully so. It also worked its way up her front, pushing up her belly and making it look rounder, that rectangle of denim ending just below her hard knobbly nipples where straps came down to hold it up, two per side and the nipples between them. Turning around, Ray could see that other than a single strip that split to go around her wide neck, there was nothing to cover the back. A pair of heavy black boots completed her setup as she admired her new attire.
“All this, you would do, for me?” Mary asked lovingly.
“Of course.” Ray replied warmly as he guided her to the couch, that creaked audibly under the over 1600 pounds weight they subjected it to. “Now Mary. Is there anything else you’d like? Food? Drink? Eat out? A Drive? Just name it.” He offered as they carefully settled into each other.
Finally, Mary had her answer.