Mary decided to call John for help. Better to be honest and ask for help, than remain stuck here. He would be coming by to pick up Max this afternoon, and he would have found out then anyway. Mary dialed the number, but only received his voicemail. Damn, she thought, he must have left to go to work at his office.
With great difficulty, she tried to form the words for a message. "John ..... Mary.....problem ....... Max." The annoying beep on the phone indicated that the time for her message had ended. Damn her canine muzzle! She wasn't supposed to change this much! What had gone wrong?
She looked at the vials on the floor. None of the vials were the antidote; she doubted there was a second "Human" vial. She knew she would have to refill it in the box to return to normal. She gently knocked on the door, and Max barked. The bastard was still guarding the door, waiting for her to leave. She looked at the few vials she had brought with her. None of them seemed useful.
Two of the vials did catch her attention. They were marked with a picture of a human, and underneath were the words "Size" and "Muscle". She began to form a new plan. If I can't become human, I can at least outmuscle him, she thought. Mary quickly drank half of the "Size" vial and half of the "Muscle" vial. Okay, Max, she thought wickedly, you want play, we'll play. The changes continued, now with a feeling of energy coursing through her body. She stood and faced the door with smile.
She had one thought as her body began to stretch and grow - Wait till he gets a load of me!