Lazarus downed the potion in one swallow. For a moment he didn't feel ant different. Slowly, however, a numbing sensation creped across his face. When it passed, he reached up to feel his face, and found that his disfigured lip had fully healed. In fact, as he felt higher, and higher, he realized that all the blemishes that had once marred his face had been smoothed over. It wasn't until he reached the top of his face that it shifted from joy to concern. Poking out of the skin, just below his hairline, were to small pointed nubs; almost like the beginings of horns.
He also felt a strange tightness in his manhood. Reaching down under the water he felt around and found that his balls had swollen to the size of golf balls.