CHAPTER 1
LOST IN A SEA OF SAND
The young prince had wondered too far from his bodyguards and found himself lost in the desert. He wandered aimlessly for days before collapsing outside a small village. When he awakes he finds himself lying in a bed made of straw with a beautiful young woman sitting next to him working on a small dish of food. He turns to her and asks where he is. She explains that they found him, dehydrated just outside of the village, and they quickly brought him in to give him shelter from the approaching storm and something to drink.
"We know you are the Sultans son, and we hold no grudge against you for the poverty we live in. It is our family's duty. We even gave my sister to your father as a concubine because she was the most beautiful in the village." She seemed sad as she said the words, and the prince just looked sadly at her, wondering what it felt like to lose people. Over the next few days he regained his strength and the village sent him on his way with a camel; "You can keep it. Give it to your father as a gift and an apology for keeping you for so long" they had said.
On his journey back to the palace he stopped a few times for water, food, and even to see the sights he wasn't allowed to leave the palace to see. At one of the wells he stopped at to fill his canteen he dropped the bucket down to fill it, and when he pulled it back up he found a shiny little lamp, maybe it had been used as a scroll weight or something similar since it was too small for anything else. He dropped it in his pack and continued his journey.
Finally, he reached the city of his father and his father's father. It was the land of his family, and one day the land would be his. He traveled through the city, taking in the sights and sounds, even the strange smells. He felt as if his journey outside the city, however short, had helped him grow a little bit as a person, having seen the plight of those less privileged than he. Finally, he reached his father's place, his home. He climbed the steps to the palace doors and was confronted by the guards, wearing black turbans, the signs of mourning. Quickly he tried to rush through the door to tell his father he was alive, but the guards stopped him. The told him "You are not the first imposter these last few days, coming to claim the prince's throne, but the Sultan will not be fooled, and he will see no more imposters."
Thinking quickly he told them "I am not here to mislead the Sultan, but only to bring him this camel, the best from our village, as a tribute and offering for the son he's lost." The guards conversed amongst themselves for a minute or two before bowing aside and letting him in. He approached the Sultan's throne and quickly kneeled before his father. He lifted his head and said, "Most honored Sultan, King of this land, I've heard of your troubles, and bring you this gift, a camel, ripe from our herd, and the best we have, to honor your fallen son."
CHAPTER 2
HOME, AND A GENIES WISH?
The Sultan recognized the speech quickly; it was the same one he had heard his son say only a year before when the neighboring kingdom lost their prince. He leaped from his throne and threw his arms around his son. Together they cried, and the entire nation celebrated the return of the son. The prince handed his father the reins of the mighty camel, and the Sultan let them drop, happy just to have his son back.
It didn't take long before life at the palace returned to normal. But something kept nagging at the prince, something he'd forgotten to do. Several weeks later he found the old pack that he'd been given by the old farming family. Inside he found the small golden lamp, and for some reason, he had the urge to rub it. He spat on the smooth surface and quickly used his sleeve to shine the metal, what happened next was beyond his wildest dreams.
The lamp began to glow, and it heated up to the point that he dropped it. Out popped a horrifying ugly creature, whose very body seemed to glow with the same heat that came from the lamp. The young prince stood transfixed at the sight of the creature before him. It introduced itself "I am the Genie of the Lost Lamp. I can grant you 1 wish, but my wishes have no restrictions. I am the first genie, and I will be the last. My power is infinite and you have access to but a single drop of it. So tell me, Master, what is your wish?" He said the last part with an evil grin, but the young prince was too enthralled with the idea of a wish to notice.
He thought for a few minutes before speaking, "I only get 1 wish; I should make it something I'll never be able to experience in the escapes of my own life. I wish for the power to change the gender of anyone I want for 24 hours. I want to experience what it's like to be free of my responsibilities and to experience the passions of love from the other side of the relationship. But I want no repercussions, no diseases, no lasting marks, no memories for everyone else when they return to normal. And I certainly don't want to get stuck as a girl on her period for 24 hours." The Genie smiled that evil smile again, and with a laugh that caused the hairs on the back of your neck to stand straight and tall, said: "Your wish is granted, Master."
The prince felt a small tingle in his fingertips that slowly grew throughout his body. "That's the power to change the gender of anyone you want. It'll last 24 and the wish will expire. Enjoy your power while you can." And with another evil laugh, he vanished back into his lamp.
With the vanishing of the Genie, the young prince knew exactly what he was going to do. Quickly concentrating on himself he focused the tingling into his fingertips again and then touched his chest. He felt warmth growing from the point that his finger touched, and as he watched, he could see his body changing beneath his clothes. In less than a minute the feeling had completely spread and then faded. He, now she, stepped out of the clothes and began to rub her hands over her body. The smoothness of the skin, the gentleness of the touch of her newly feminized hands turning her on. It wasn't long before the prince moved herself to the bed, and began to explore the more sensitive regions of her new body. As her hands slowly crept to her breast, she felt her body getting warming and as her hands reached her nipples a soft moan escaped her lips. Quickly her other hand shot between her legs and with a little effort, due to the new body, found her clit and pinched it hard.
The sound that escaped from her mouth was louder than she meant it to be because immediately the door flew open and guards flooded the room; after the disappearance of the prince earlier in the solar cycle the guards outside his door had been doubled. The charged into the room and grabbed the prince's female form off the bed before she could even react. The dragged her by the arms, with her legs kicking and screaming "I'm the prince unhand me you fools. My father will hear about this you lowly idiots. I said unha-*unf*. What the hell do you think you're doing?" With that, the prince looked around to see herself in the concubines' room. With a look of terror, she realized that she was mistaken for one of them, and they had brought her to the room with the others.
The guards that moved her laughed and one said "You should know better than to be in the master's chamber without permission. See if you'll ever be used again." Then they were gone.
CHAPTER 3
TRAPPED AND POWERLESS
She took a closer look around, and all the actual concubines were looking at her. As the prince, he'd heard stories of what the concubines do to the new ones that come in. They were already advancing towards her small, feminine body. In it, she had no control of them and knew she couldn't fight them off. The prince in the female body threw her hands up to defend herself and felt her hands pressing up against the soft bodies of women. They were piling on top of her, and suddenly she felt the heat of the power from her wish spreading. She opened her eyes to see that every one of the women was slowly changing into men. They're soft bodies becoming harder, more tone. Their breast disappeared and she could see hard shafts growing out of their naked bodies. Each of the women, now men, stepped back away from the prince's female form. They stopped and looked down at themselves, and seeming to understand what it meant, looked to one another for confirmation.