Potions

"Hey, look here at this one," said Sandy as she pulled a vial off one of the potion shelves. Blake and I gathered around her to see what Sandy had found. "The lable says: Neko Dihydrogen Monoxide."

"No clue what the 'Neko' thing is about but I remember from chem' class that the second part is just water."

Blake smirked. "Cat water? Really? That's got to be the dumbest name for flavoured water I've ever heard."
Both Sandy and I looked at Blake in a mix of surprise and confusion. "I'm taking Japanese classes when I start college." Blake said as his face seemed to turn slightly red. Despite his attitude and shyness Blake was really smart; more so than he ever gave himself credit for. Sandy too but her problems came for being bullied back in high school. Blake was still a bit of a mystery. We had only know him for about two years; meeting through a forum about urban legends as part of my English major. The three of us had explored known haunted and abandoned houses across the state.

"Wonder if it's any good?" Said Sandy; without warning, she yanked the stopper out and downed the whole vial. She immediately start coughing. Both Blake and I moved to make sure she was okay and kept her balanced. After a few seconds Sandy brushed us away and nodded. "I'm fine...I'm okay. Eeck! That tasted rank! More like cat piss than cat water."

"That bad, huh?" I asked. "Maybe it was out of date? This place was suppose to closed for a while."

"Must be but I don't see any dates on the label or the glass."

"Sooo, don't drink anything. Got it!" Said Blake as he put back another vial with a label that read: Phalic dominus ethanol.

"That goes double for ea...Sandy, why are you rubbing your cheek against my shoulder? Are you purring?" The sudden change in my friends behavour was the least of it. I could actual see whiskers starting to grow out the freckles on her cheeks. Her ears also seemed to swell and reshape, becoming triangular and furry.

"Oh God! I need a mirror! Fuck! What is happing to me?" Sandy was now darting around the aisles looking for anything that could function as a mirror. Sandy was not the vain type to always have a pocket mirror on her person like some girls we knew back in school. I had never seen her this freaked out before. "Cal, come quick!" She yeld from near the back of the store. Both Blake and I ran to join her only to see Sandy pulling at the back of her black leggings with tears rolling down her face. "Do either of you have a knife?" She asked in a soft tone as she tried to sniff back the tears.

"I do," said Blake and pulled out his swiss army knife. Nothing else was needed to be said as we could both see the problem. He moved behind a pained and embarrassed Sandy and a short ripping sound followed as Blake cut a hole in Sandy's leggings to accommodate her new tail.

"Ha..ha..How?" Was the only thing I could muster to say. I was beyond shock as I looked at my best friend who was now some sort of...catgirl. The reality of it was like a smack in the face with a brick.

"Cat water," said Sandy looking at me in horror.

"Wait! So the shit in this store works? As in REAL magic? Not props?" Blake was voicing perfectly what was going through all our minds as the sheer weight of what had just happened hit us.

"Maybe it's just some new ****? you know; a trial sample," I said in a daze as I felt my blood start to rush and a sickly tight feeling in my stomach. I knew that explaination made no sense but my mind was grasping at anything to prove I was still sane.

"I don't care what it is; just look for a cure!" Sandy screamed.

Snapping into action, Blake and I start looking around the shelves to find anything that might help. Blake searched the rest of the potions aisle while I skimmed through the supposed spell books for answers.