Damon just smile to himself wondering what mythological creature he will turn into.
'It's gotta be something cool. Maybe a noble centaur. Or maybe something more cooler.'
He then felt his skin starting to itch as he sees black scales forming around his skin. As he got an idea.
'Am I really becoming a.' The witch sees the black scales and knows what Damon was turning into.
"You better get outside Damon. Or my whole house will collapse. " Damon just nods as he goes outside.
As he did. Claws form where his fingers and toes use to be. His neck became longer as he grew in size.
His face then changes into his new dragon snout as his teeth change into his new dragon fangs.
Horns then grew on top of his head. He then felt a tail grew out from his behind as wings grew on his back.
Damon was now a dragon as he was happy. "I'm a dragon. A real dragon. This is great.
He swung his new tail and it felt great. His flap his wings and it felt nice. But there was one more thing he wanted to do.
He lift his head up high and spits out fire from his mouth. The witch put's the flame out.
"Careful now. I live here you know. I don't want you to burn my house now." Said the witch.