"Hmm now what to turn you into?" Said the witch. "I have a guard dog, and a mouse familar, so what should you become?"
Chris figure she was talking about his friends. Looking at the loot, that Chris and John, the witch figure it would be hard to bring them back.
Then she had an idea. "I know. I'll change you into a donkey. Then you'll be able to carry my stuff, for me, plus I won't have to walk anymore."
She then cast a spell on Chris. Chris felt his clothes, disappeared, as he stood naked. He also felt itchy.
He looks, in horror, as he saw grey fur spreading across his body. Chris couldn't believe it. Magic was real.
He pleads, with the witch, "Please witch don't change me as well. I don't want to end up like my friends."
He felt his hands and feet shift into his new hooves. "Well you should have thought of that, before stealing, but it's to late. You must be punish."
Chris then felt himself, painfully, on four legs. "But I was just trying to get rich. We all wanted that."
His ears then went to the top, of his head, and became pointy. "Not everyone. I'm fine with no money right now. Plus I get three new pets."
Chirs wasn't happy about this. "You won't get away with this. I will Hee-haaaaw." Chris's vocal cords change as his face pushes out, into his new muzzle, as a tail comes out. Chris was now a donkey.
The witch pets him. "Do what exactly? Your nothing but a jackass now. A fitting form for a theif."
She conjures up a saddle and place it on Chris. She then ties her loot, on Chris, and get's on.
"Now my new donkey. Back to my place." Chris then starts to walk off.