"Ohhhh!" you wince as Kevin drives "My shoes feel tight!". Buckled in your passanger seat, you can't reach down. The tightness increases until your shoes are ripped apart by large black scaily feet.
You hope Kevin doesn't notice. You don't want him to get a shock while he's driving.
As you stare at them, wriggling your toes, a tail snakes into view. You're turning into a dragon; the one from your painting it seems, and if you've going to become the same size, a small moving car is not the best place to transform..