Mike turned around, having grabbed the veritable smorgasbord of chicken wings he brought with him, and observed Mary for the first time this visit. It didn't take him long to see that something was off. Mary was a thin woman, in good shape. This Mary? This Mary was a good sixty pounds too heavy. He took the information in as Mary stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do. She figured she'd have more time, and that she wouldn't be found so fast...
"Lemme guess," Mike finally said with a smirk. "Turning into a pig?"
"Wh... Wha?" Mary was flabbergasted. How did he know? How could he know? This was insane, a magic spell thing, and no way could he have...
"Interesting choice. My box came in almost two weeks ago. I got around to pig eventually. It's fun, but man is it hard to take the weight off even after you go back."
"You...?" Mary's eyes went wide. Of course she wasn't the only one. Made sense, after all.
"And your friend?"
"Can *grnk* hear you guys!" Jess called out before opening the door. Her piggish form strained agains ther clothes. The seams on her pants were splitting, her breasts threatening to tear her shirt asunder.
"Wow," Mike remarked, nodding his head slowly.
"Mike, Jess. Jess, M-" Mary started to introduce, but Jess surged forward, snout flaring.
"Yeah, hi. We gonna eat that? I'm starving."
"If you two don't mind me dosing up first," Mike said, brandishing his own box of vials from the bag of food he was carrying. "Don't worry, I'll match."