The guards stood in shock as the prince’s ears flopped over and began to grow golden fur.
The prince was furious that his guards were not doing anything until he saw what was happening to them. One appeared younger than he had ever been as his chest hair was pulling in, while the other had a wet black nose, horns and a tasseled tail hanging from his behind. Then it dawned on him that they had tested the crackers that had been brought to him.
The prince quickly ran over to a mirror to look at himself. From his head hung floppy dog ears, a black nose and pointy teeth. Putting his hands to his face he could feel tiny hairs starting to push their way out of his cheeks and in the mirror he watched as his bare chest also began to grow fur.
“Guards! Get Help!” He yelled at his men. But they were pre-occupied with their now obvious predicaments. The one had already stripped off his clothes to reveal a furry mass that was still growing with hands and feet turning into hooves, he could only reply with a “Moooo”. The other man, if you could still call him that, was approaching puberty the wrong way, holding up his pants as his body shrank into childhood. “Mommy!” he screamed at the sight of his body.
The prince began to move toward the door seeing he would get no help from his guards. Each step was different as his body changed. His bare feet grew dark claws as his heels began to lift off the floor. Half way to the door his knees and back snapped throwing him to all fours. His nose now protruded into his eyesight as he looked at his shrunken fingers and fur covered arms. He slowly began to walk on all fours to the door again, each step getting easier until his pants fall off his back and around his legs tripping him. Getting up and looking back he saw his golden furred tail as it hung from his back and legs that were completely dog. Looking between his legs, his own personal family jewels were quickly covering in fur as a bone grew thru his cock making it point forward before it lengthened to a point and was taken in by a fold of skin that grew across it.
“Guards!” He tried to scream one last time before his call turned into a dog whine.
The genie smiled as he looked at the 8-year-old child, once guard. “Come son, get your dog while I get our new bull.”
“Ok Daddy!” The boy said as he ran after the dog and the genie wrapped a rope around the bull’s head.