"Oh, man, I feel weirdly stiff all over," moaned Ian.
Dan just stared at the huge boner Ian now had tenting his pants, and said softly, "Stiffy alright."
Ian blushed, but his face started to change from beet red to more of a dark-greenish brown. His clothing hung oddly on him, and he seemed to grow taller before Dan's eyes.
"Oh, man, that sun feels good," moaned Ian as he stood in front of the window facing the setting sun. His hair had turned into a vibrant shade of green and the hairs were starting to unfurl into leaves. Ian's skin was now a rich grainy brown.
"Say, Ian, I bet you'd get more sun out back. Come on," Dan said.
"Uh, sure," Ian said reluctantly stepping away from the window and following Dan toward the door. The floors creaked under his increasing weight. He moved slowly but deliberately. He had to duck to go through the doorway, but didn't seem to have noticed that his height had changed.
Behind the bushes on the knoll just above the creek, Ian stopped to face the sun. There was the sound of fabric ripping as Ian stretched his arms skyward. His shoes exploded as roots pushed down into the soil. His finger tips, arms, head and shoulders erupted with green leafy shoots absorbing the sun's wanning rays.
It was odd, Ian looked like a tree, but he also looked more like a god than a man. His chest was broader, his abs a perfect 10 pack, and of course his clothing was in shreds as he now stood about 12 feet tall. He didn't seem to notice his nakedness.
Dan couldn't take his eyes off his creation. He had to wonder about the rest of the spell. Ian wasn't just a hamadryad--he was "a gay hamadryad who had the hot's for Dan."
As if in answer to Dan's thoughts, Ian said, "Hey, Dan, get over here, and..."