You, Matthew and Harold start feeling strange, like your stomachs are on fire.
"What did you do to us, you feind?" cried Harold.
"I don't know." replied Gregory "Zodis needed some test subjects to try his new potions. We'll soon know what the effects are."
The burning in your stomachs intensifies until it reaches your skin - which hardens and devoulops scales, spreading all over your body. Your hands turn to claws and your big feet rip your shoes apart with your claws. Long snakelike tails grow out of the base of your spines. smoke starts to rise from your nostrils as your faces elongates into reptillian snouts.
"Well well, Zodin." says Gregory "You have outdone yourself this time. You have created a potion that transforms people into dragons. How very useful..." His dark plotting is interruppted by the sight of you further growing and changing. "Erm, I think we had better vacate this tent, Zodin. Dragons can get very big!"