You're standing in one of the giant footprints,which are covered in the
bottom by a mixture of dragon venom and saliva.
Not being conversant on the matter of Fafnir and the curse of the Rheingold,you continue
standing where you aught not to.
You've somehow misplace your glasses,and see them lying in some ashes beside the footprint.
You reach over,pick them up,rub the lens clear
and put them on.
Strangely they seem harder to push onto your nose.
And theres a sudden pain as they seem to shrink on you.
You look down and see in clear detail your feet have burst out of your
soggy shoes,the toes are lenghtening,three of them
anyways,darkening and the toenails are lengthening and sharpening as
well.
Suddenly your glasses fall off as your nose pushes forward and widens into
a dragons snout.
At which point you fall onto all fours,sprout wings and a tail,your
neck lengthens and the inner dragon fires cause you to belch out a puff of steam.
Then the really big changes start and you can barely open your
lengthening snout quickly enough before the blazing gout of fire rushes up your
lengthening neck and ashes a sole
surviving tree.
But those talons are a nusance and you ,a very big dragon,start looking
for trees to dull them on.
At which point the Knight charges into the clearing,lance point
aimed at your scaly chest,eager to slay you