Phil could barely contain his excitement as he placed the last dragon ball at his feet so it could join its six siblings. He had spent over a year tracking down the orbs, and it was finally time for his hard work to pay off. He would be able to get his wish grated by the eternal dragon, making him the richest man on earth. He watched in fascination as the balls began to glow brightly, the sky seeming to darken a bit as the magic within them was activated. Phil looked around for Shenron’s appearance, but he saw nothing. “Maybe it takes a few minutes” he wondered aloud to himself as he looked at the balls, which were continuing to glow on the ground in front of him. Reaching down, he gently poked on of the dragon balls to see if it would do anything. No dragon appeared, and all it did was make his hand feel tingly, so he stood back up and looked around. “What gives!!?” Phil shouted, looking at the sky and scratching his hand, which was suddenly very itchy. Looking down, Phil could see why: his hand was covered in green scales! And his fingers had sprouted white talons where his fingernails should have been. Even as he watched, his fingers swelled and merged, becoming three digits and a stubby thumb. He could only gasp in shock as the scales traveled up his arm, swelling it with muscle, tearing the sleeve of his outfit. In fact, his whole arm seemed to be growing larger, starting to look comically big on his body. That situation was short lived, though, as he heard a loud *POP* - a clawed foot similar to his hand broke free of his shoe, covered in the same green scales. “What’s going on?!” Phil shouted in panic, trying to push the scales off with his other hand. However, this only served to have that hand start changing as well. Small white talons began to form, and his fingers started to merge together into three large fingers.
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Phil bent over as his stomach started to cramp and his body began to grow longer, his outfit tearing in the middle quickly as he gained several feet of length to his midsection in a matter of minutes, a pale scaly underbelly with the dark green scales on his back forming as he grew. Eventually he fell forward onto his stomach, no longer able to keep himself upright. Crying out in pain, Phil tried to look back, as a large lump swelled in the lower half of his outfit. It quickly snaked down a pants leg before growing too massive for the garment, slowly begging to tear as a tail revealed itself. With a final rip, his pants gave way and it snaked out behind him, growing even longer than he was at the moment in a blink of an eye. “I look like the ShenRrrrrrrrrrraa!!” he shouted as his face popped forward, forming a small muzzle. He tried to grab it with a claw, but wasn’t prepared for the massive limb that he now had, and accidently smacked himself in the face, causing him to lose focus for a few seconds. The action also spelled doom for his shirt, which had been slowly tearing as it struggled to contain his continually lengthening and swelling body. The ache of horns growing out of his lengthening skull brought Phil out of his stupor, just in time to see his new muzzle reach its final length. He winced as two long tendrils resembling a moustache sprout out of the end, one on each side. The changes done, Phil examined himself; he was clearly the wish-granting dragon he was seeking, but why? “I still have my wish, I can just wish to be human again!” he said in a much deeper, dragonesque voice. Before he could though even say it though, he saw the dragon balls glow brightly and shoot off into the sky, scattering in different directions. Phil slumped in disappointment; it looked like he was going to be stuck like this for a while….
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