Everyone was staring because Muldajak's neck started growing longer and longer. Muldajak started noticing that he felt taller and was looking down at everyone from a higher vantage point. He looked down at his body and felt his long new neck bend down like a crane.
"What's happening to me?" he said, hands reaching up to feel around his throat.
It was then that Genie decided to reveal the truth.
"You fool," he addressed the prince. "I am not really one of your timid subjects, although my master was before his recent death. I am a powerful being of magic. You have eaten my judgment crackers, which are giving you a new form as punishment for terrorizing the people of this kingdom."
That was when the prince started to get nervous. Muldajak began to sprout short tan fur on his arms and face. He wanted to say something, but only managed to stutter, "You, you, ... you ..."
Before he could finish his thought, Muldajak felt a weird pressure in the back of his robe that started to become very uncomfortable. He adjusted the fabric and felt a new part of him--well over a foot long--uncoil itself and plop down between his legs, hanging naked in the open air. The guards gasped. Muldajak twisted around, and his blood pressure sky-rocketed when he saw the long ropey appendage. It flapped around a few times, a very unexpected sensation for the spoiled prince. He caught it in his hands, gingerly fingered it, and held it up to look at it. He then blushed and turned back to face the guards, one hand holding the long tail up against his back to hide it.
"Well, my friends," the genie announced, "It looks like your prince has just discovered his new TAIL."
"Tail..." the prince shakily repeated, still clutching it nervously. "No, I can't have a ... I mean, animals have a ... Please, ... somebody..." The fur moved to his legs as the prince's voice trailed off.
He felt a funny feeling in his toes and saw everyone looking down toward his feet. He gulped and looked down. Prince Muldajak finally let go of his tail as he gasped at he what he saw.
His feet were much wider and flatter, and he now had only two toes. There were lightly furred, pointed, and had two dark nails at their tips. His long neck bent down over his torso to gawk; his tail swished anxiously side-to-side. He lifted one snow-shoe-like foot, then the other. His fear turned back into his usual emotion: anger.
"Kill that man, guards! Impale that insolent witch!"
The guards only stood there, enthralled at the changes in their malevolent leader.
The genie explained, "Killing me will do you no good, Muldajak. Your judgment is already upon you."
Muldajak suddenly bent at his hips as his robes got tighter and his back felt heavier. There was a swelling sensation right in the middle of his back. A visible bulge was present in the back of the robe before the fabric burst open and fell to the floor. The prince stood there nude, revealing his furred body, dramatically altered genitals, and huge hump standing tall on his back.
He swiveled his head around on his long neck trying to see it. He reached back his arms trying to feel whatever this was, and they wouldn't fit all the way around his unquestionable camel hump.
The genie laughed and applauded. "Well, gentlemen, I see the suspense is drawing to a close," said Genie. "Your former tyrant is obviously becoming a camel."
The men threw down there weapons and cheered.