The genie, feeling the change in her, decided to give her one last gift. "As you wish, mistress. May you never miss your human life." And with that, her wish was granted.
Monica felt a strange sensation in her mind as her memories began to fade away. The memories of her childhood, her friends, her job, and her dreams all began to dissolve like mist in the morning sun. She couldn't remember anything about her human life. The only thing that remained was her love for Damon. But even that seemed distant, a faint echo in her mind.
As the last of her human thoughts disappeared, Monica's new camel mind took over completely. Her human emotions and concerns faded, replaced by the instincts and simplicity of a camel. She no longer worried about the past or the future; she lived entirely in the present, content with her new existence.
The sensation was both strange and liberating. She felt lighter, unburdened by the complexities and anxieties of her former life. Her mind was now filled with the sights, sounds, and smells of the desert. The taste of the leaves, the feel of the warm sand beneath her hooves, and the presence of the herd around her became the center of her world.
The genie watched her with a satisfied smile. Monica had fully embraced her new identity, free from the burdens of her human past. She was now a part of the natural world, living a life of simplicity and harmony.