[merritstone]

Did you go back? Well, for those that did and those that didn?t, you might as well get caught up on what happened after the rescue from Daphne.

-July 21st (3 hours earlier)-

The first thing Mai did was reach deep down between those colossal breasts of hers and pull out an eyedropper. She moved Meg and I to the kitchen island where Meg hopped off her hand and laid me on the ground. Suddenly I was enveloped in an enormous drop of green liquid. It was slightly larger in diameter than I was tall and slightly thicker than water.

The droplet actually seemed to pull me into itself. My feet lifted off the ground as I was completely submerged. Confused and afloat inside this bubble I could see Meg on the outside gazing in. Her image was distorted, green tinted, and wavering, like looking out of a pool. Next the green seemed to push into me. Almost as though the color was draining into me in the way water drains out a sink. This is not to say the liquid was pushing into me, just the color. I found myself floating in a green sphere that slowly grew clearer and clearer.

Seconds later it had run completely clear and Meg pushed her fingers into the sphere and pulled me out. I sputtered like a drowning man.

?Sorry about that,? Meg smiled. ?Uhm? I probably should?ve warned you, huh??

?You think?!? I managed to cough.

Man, I?ll never laugh at the weather balloons they used in ?The Prisoner? again.

Meg then explained why Mai tried to drown me. The formerly green potion was a neutralizing agent. Its job was to work its way into my skin and cease any activity any other potion might currently be having upon my body. Did I immediately grow back to my full size? No (if you read my boob climbing adventure you already knew this), but it did keep me from getting any smaller, or any other less predictable side-effects from kicking in.

My size would return in time. Probably. At least it would theoretically? under normal conditions. Of course these weren?t normal conditions. But eventually ? well, to be honest, Meg wasn?t too sure what would happen.

When too many potions run their course through your body at the same time, they can do lasting damage. This was magic, not medical science, and there was generally a price to pay when it got abused. We had all been abusing the magic pretty fiercely.

Meg pointed out that I was lucky my cock started shrinking with me once I got dosed a second and third time with the reducing formula. If there had been any remnants of the antidote she had brewed especially for my penis that would have been bad. I could?ve wound up a quarter inch tall but still equipped with a seven and a half inch dick.

Yikes!

I might have had the biggest (or smallest- its all how you look at it) problem, but I wasn?t alone.

Meg had accidentally consumed a small amount of the original shrink potion she had made for me. She swallowed some right off my lips when we shared our first kiss. Not a good start for her, because my potion had been specially brewed for me and no one else. Then she took the bust enhancement potion at the Apple Cove. This mix resulted in the sex-triggered combo of shrinking and breast expansion. Not intentional, but I found it hard not to enjoy it. Empirical evidence had shown that she no longer suffered from that effect, but she again further altered her body before attempting my rescue. Knowing how small she was she tried to balance the scales somewhat by increasing her fitness level and endurance with a buffing brew.

At present, Meg was more than Olympic level fit, had the bust-size of a porn star, the firmness of a teenager, and she was only 3 inches tall.

Cassandra had been tricked into drinking a breast reducing serum. Later, while still a card-carrying member of the itty-bitty titty committee she had massive amounts of a sleeping draft forced upon her. Shortly after that she took a new potion that turned her into an Amazon. While the potion was intended to be short term, she had already shown lasting effects to a double dose, and that was nothing compared to her current condition.

Cassy admitted to downing the remainder of vial before rushing in to confront Daphne. This left her 8?2? inches tall, weighing in at 785 pounds of solid feminine muscle. Her breasts had returned somewhat and would?ve measured a C-cup if she was anywhere close to her normal proportions? which she wasn?t.

She was going to have real issues going outside. Cassy was a true giantess now (if only a small one) and she was not going to be able to blend in.

Mai had had her breast enlarged and then put to sleep in a similar fashion to Cassy. After awaking she began to take small doses of a super-feminizing potion laced with Spanish fly. Arguably Mai?s body had been the least distorted by magically means, but that wasn?t saying much. She had also pushed her body than she should have- maybe less than the rest of us, but (again) that wasn?t saying much.

Mai was 4?9? tall (the potion had actually made her slightly shorter), with DD cup breasts and curves to match. Despite her height her legs looked long, her waist was cartoonishly thin, and her hips rounded out like a bell. Mai had become a living caricature. Almost like a small Asian version of Jessica Rabbit. Well, at least if she was stuck there were certainly worse shapes to get stuck in.

There we were. The Speck, the Doll, the Amazon, and the Sexpot. What next?