Archie suddenly hopped to the pond in his garden, one one foot.
"Wow." Archie said in amazement. A long frog tongue shot outta his mouth and got a fly. His eyes grew wide.
"What gives?" Archie wondered, scratching the back of his neck, and it was then he suddenly felt a slimy feeling on his hand, which also made it seem cold and wet.
he took a better look at it to find it painted with a yellowish-green hue, as if he was sick and what looked like a darker patch forming in his arm.
he lifted up his shirt, and was surprised to see that his torso was tinted green with brown-yellowish spots covering all over him.
he took off his shoes and socks, and watched as his feet were elongating right in front of him, like in transformation scene from "An American Werewolf in London". The toes grew freakishly long and webbing formed between them. Archie managed to stand up, and tried taking steps with them. He walked as if he had swimming flippers on his feet.
then he walked back to the pond.
"Ribbit!" Archie said.
He then shrunk down, turned green, and then, within seconds, A frog with Archie's human face appeared, sitting on his human self's discarded clothing. his hair was unchanged.
he was now a frog.
He no longer needed clothes, not that he needed them anymore, anyway. and he could swim in ponds and rivers all he wanted.
"I can still speak? I'm guessing that I have to learn how to speak frog, then. Ribbit." Archie said. "Or maybe I am speaking frog and it just comes out as my normal voice." He was overjoyed. "I'm a frog, a real life frog. I can't believe it! RIBBIT!"
He jumped into the pond.