Jamilla grabbed Christian's head by the mullet before it could hit the keyboard, and shoved his unconscious body off the chair. She seated herself in front of the keyboard, and got to work.
One problem she realized was that she could not control the Chronivac with the claws of a dragon. She found a setting that would enable her to control it mentally after her change, though.
Her heart pounding with excitement, Jamilla keyed the changes that would make her the powerful, arrogant dragon male she had dreamed of being.
She stepped out of the garage as she felt her fingers and toes lengthening, her nails turning into diamond hard, cruelly curved claws. Her whole body was lengthening as her soft skin was replaced by hard, protective dark green scales. A thick tail ending in a spike grew from her buttocks. Her external female organs disappeared although, since dragons like other reptiles possess no external genitalia, nothing appeared to replace them. Instead, her internal anatomy changed to that of a male. Greater changes were happening on the inside, as the new dragon received the unique set of organs that would enable him to breathe fire without being harmed. His digestive system altered to that of a carnivore.
Where the nerdy girl had stood was a powerful dragon, 20 feet long with foot long claws.
I am Jamilla the Cruel, though the new dragon. It was a good name.