The witch wonders which, of the three friends, changes finish first. She looks at Damon.
Damon's changes were almost finish. His hands and feet had already change into his new bovine hooves.
His face had already push out, into his cow snout, as Damon tried to resist the changes. The witch smirk.
"Resist all you want. It won't matter. My magic is powerful. You can't resist my magic."
Damon succumbs, to his changes, as his body grew heavier as his clothes rips from his body. He now had black spots as well.
Damon was then standing on four legs as his manhood change as he grew an udder with a tail coming out from his behind. Damon's changes were now finish as he was now a Cow.
"Moooo." Damon made a low sound. The witch smile. "One down two to go. Who will be next?"