A puff of smoke surrounds Damon as he was suddenly change. His croaks changes into brays as the smoke clears.
A donkey stood where a frog use to be. The witch was please with herself. "Looks like you made an ass of yourself now."
She place a harness, and reins, around Damon's muzzle. "Be thankful I didn't turn you into a female donkey. I'm sure a nice farmer will buy you off."
She then takes Damon outside as Chris and John could only watch their friend taken away fron them.
The witch then takes Damon to an old red barn as she place him, in a stable, full of soft hay to lay on. She close the stable doors.
"I'll deal with you once I sell off your two partners. Who knows? I might keep you as my pet."
The witch then left as Damon finds himself alone, in a barn, with no way to leave or get out. He starts to bray.
The witch returns as she looks at Chris and John who where still frogs. "Well I lost one frog. But you two will do."
She then leaves into another room.