"Well if you are a witch. I bet you can change me into a Toad or something. With a thousand warts." Laugh Damon.
"Indeed. Witches do change their victims into Toads. They like to gather their warts for their ingredients. Take your clothes off. You won't be needing them."
Damon takes off his wet clothes and place them in a neat pile. Circe thought Toads would be boring pets. But she wouldn't mind having one.
"Damon. Would you like to be my pet Toad for the rest of your life?I'll make sure you'll have plenty of flies to eat." Said Circe
"Sure. I'll be your pet Toad." Damon didn't think Circe's magic was real. If she wants him to act, like a Toad, and eat flies. He'll do just that.
"Very well then." Circe cast her spell and changes Damon. He could feel his body feeling weird as a puff of smoke surround him.
When it clear. A green toad, with a thousand warts, stood where Damon use to be. "Croak Croak!" Croak Damon.
Circe then place him in a jar so she wouldn't catch his warts. "Don't worry Damon. I'll place you in a nice terrarium to live in. You'll have a better home here."
Circe goes to another room with her new pet Toad.