C. S. Lewis's "Voyage of the Dawn Treader"

• [Eustace discussing his transformation from a Dragon to a boy]
• Eustace: Well he peeled the beastly stuff right off—just as I thought I’d done it myself the other three times, only they hadn’t hurt—and there it was lying on the grass: only ever so much thicker, and darker, and more knobbly-looking than the other had been. And there was I as smooth and soft as a peeled switch and smaller than I had been. Then he caught hold of me—I didn’t like that much for I was very tender underneath now and I’d no skin on—and threw me into the water. It smarted like anything but only for a moment. After that it became perfectly delicious and as soon as I started swimming and splashing I found that all the pain had gone from my arm. And then I saw why. I’d turned into a boy again. You’d think me simply phony if I told you how I felt about my own arms. I know they’ve no muscle and are pretty mouldy compared with Capsian’s, but I was so glad to see them. After a bit the lion took me out and dressed me...
• Edmond: Dressed you. With his paws?
• Eustace: Well, I don’t exactly remember that bit. But he did somehow or other: in new clothes—the same I’ve got on now, as a matter of fact. And then suddenly I was back here. Which is what makes me think it must have been a dream.
• Edmond: No, it wasn’t a dream
• Eustace: Why not?
• Edmond: Well, there are the clothes, for one thing. And you have been—well, un-dragoned for another.
• Eustace: What do you think it was, then?
• Edmond: I think you’ve seen Aslan
• Lewis: It would be nice and fairly nearly true, to say that “from that time forth Eustace was a different boy.” To be strictly accurate, he began to be a different boy. He had relapses. There were still many days when he could be very tiresome. But most of those I shall not notice. The cure had begun.