"First we've got to wait for you to re-set..."<br/><br/>In a few moments the level of disgestion and lack of air hit a point where even the sustaining properties of his potion gave out, and he fell unconscious, acids bubbling up around his torso, to wake up lying on the bed.<br/><br/>Shheing him re-appear, Fiana pulled out a ball, one that Rayn would have recognised, and fiddled about with the settings. "That should do it..."<br/><br/>She threw it up in the air, and caught it, and as she did so, there was a set of flashes. After a few seconds, Chris's sight cleared, to see a set of 4 four inch high fox-girls, made out of pastry, pop-tart style. They looked down at themselves, and then at each other, and exclaimed in chorus. "Yes! It worked!"<br/><br/>Two of them gave each other a high five. Another one waved her hand to the others and said, "Okay, all we need is a toaster, or a grill, and an appetite. I hope you can provide both!"