Allison’s trip to Egypt was a dream come true.  She had planned for months for this trip, exploring the pyramids, boating down the Nile, searching for lost tombs and other such activities.

The first three days were better than she could ever have expected.  She walked through the great pyramid of Giza, saw the Sphinx and even bathed in the Nile.  This was the best vacation ever.

On the forth day of her trip, Allison decided to rent a camel and explore the dunes outside the city.  It took some fast-talking and lots of money, but she was able to finally get her wish.  The camel groom had tried to talk Allison out of going into the desert alone.  He spoke of the shifting sands, blinding sandstorms and deadly scorpions.  Allison would hear nothing of the negative talk.  Besides, she wasn’t going to cross the desert; she just wanted to go a little way into the dunes.

Traveling by camel was slow going and took some getting used to.  After only five minutes in the crude saddle, she found out why camels were called the ships of the desert.  If anyone ever found out she got seasick in the desert, she would never live it down.  But Allison would not turn back.

The sun beat mercilessly down on Allison.  Inside an hour, her clothes were soaked in sweat.  Her white bra visible through her shirt.  Absent mindedly, Allison had drained her canteen.  “Damn,” she said to herself.  “Why didn’t I bring more than one canteen?  Stupid, stupid, stupid.”

What was she to do?  The landscape was barren of any signs of life.  She felt like she was the only person on the face of the earth.  The only creature she saw was her camel.  “Look at you,” she said to the camel.  “You’re not sweating.  You’re not thirsty.  You really are a stupid animal, you’re not smart enough to be thirsty.”

Allison rode on in silence for what seemed like hours, lolling from side to side in the saddle.  For the first time in her life, Allison thought she was going to die.  If she didn’t find water or shade soon, she would surely perish.

“What the hell is that?” she asked to no one.  It looked like palm trees.  This was impossible.  How could there be palm trees in the desert?  As the camel trod slowly closer to the trees, Allison then noticed a sparkling, blue pool in the middle of the palm trees.  “This has to be a mirage.”  Looking down at the camel she said, “You really are stupid, being fooled by a mirage.”  The camel appeared not to care.  He just kept plodding along.  

The world began to spin for Allison.  The dunes rolled like waves on the ocean.  She clutched the reigns as tightly as her weakened hands would allow.  “This is it,” she thought.  “This is how I end up.  A pile of bleached bones in the middle of the desert.”  Then everything went black.

A strange tugging sensation on her cheek made Allison stir.  She opened her eyes, but everything was a blur.  Another tug at her cheek woke Allison further.  Blinking away the blurs, Allison realized the tugging sensation was her camel licking her face.  “Cut it out ya big idiot.”  Looking around slowly, Allison realized she was laying in the shade of a palm tree next to a sparkling blue pool.  “I’ll be damned,” she said aloud.  “This wasn’t a mirage after all.”  Putting a hand on the camel’s snout, she said, “I guess you’re not so dumb after all.”

With a loud snort, the camel lifted its large head into the air and walked to the pool of water.  “Good idea,” Allison said.  She tried to lift herself off the ground, but only stumbled to the ground.  She didn’t have the strength to walk, so she crawled on all fours.  “You sure got it easy,” she said to the camel as it slurped noisily at the water.  “I wish I could have it so easy out here in this god-forsaken wasteland.”

The water in the pool began to shimmer and glow.  “Oh shit,” Allison said aloud.  “Here comes another hallucination.”  She closed her eyes to help fight off the images that would soon assault her senses.  She grit her teeth and opened her eyes.  Nothing.  Everything was as it was just moments before.  “That was odd,” she thought to herself.

Allison lowered her head to drink in the cool water, but the strangest thing happened.  She no longer felt hot or thirsty.  “I must be delirious,” she thought.  This can’t be right.  She actually felt great.  She no longer felt tired, hot or thirsty.

It was at this moment that Allison felt a strange cramping in her feet, like her boots had shrunk two sizes.  She reached down to remove her boots, but her hands couldn’t seem to grasp the laces.  The pain was increasing in her feet as she fumbled with the laces.  A ripping sound made her jump.  The strong leather fabric was tearing as if it was paper.  Her boots weren’t shrinking.  Her feet were swelling.  She couldn’t believe her eyes as her now enormous toes burst free from the material.  Now free from her boots her feet didn’t hurt as much, but her feet continued to grow.  She stared in disbelief as her two middle toes and the last two toes on her foot swelled and merged together.

Allison looked around frantically, but only saw the camel staring at her.  The animal’s dull eyes looked at her with no visible interest.

She tried to stand but only fell to her knees.  Pushing herself up, Allison noticed that her fingers were swelling as well.  Forming her once dainty fingers into short, stubby toes.

By this time her arms and legs ached like she just ran a marathon while carrying lead weights in both hands.  The aching soon turned to a tugging sensation.  A dull ache also began to emanate from Allison’s back.  “What’s happening to me,” she screamed to the empty desert.  

She stared in stunned silence as her arms and legs began to elongate.  They were definitely growing longer; she could feel the terrible tugging.  Closing her teary eyes, Allison prayed that it would stop.  Four loud snaps shook Allison from her prayers.  At first she thought the noises were gunshots, but to her dismay, she realized that her elbows and knees had reversed their normal direction.  Weakly, she raised an arm and flexed the now foreign appendage.  She stared at her arm as it bent in the opposite direction than it should.

Hair started to sprout from Allison’s misshapen features.  Short, thick, dark brown hair was growing all over her body.  Even though she was soon covered in hair, she was oddly cool.

The ache in her back had spread down to her tailbone and up to her neck.  The ached us unbearable.  No matter how she tried to turn, the ache persisted.  More ripping sounds made her look around quickly.  The ripping sound was coming from the fabric around her now enormous hips and shoulders.  It felt like her entire body was swelling.  She tried to peer over her shoulders at her back, but something was blocking her view.  It was her shirt.  But that was impossible; she was standing on all fours.  Her shirt should be hanging down, not up.

The ache in her neck was intense.  She wanted to rub her neck but knew that was impossible.  So she did the only thing she could, she strained her neck as hard as she could forward to try and ease the pain.  The amazing thing was it worked.  Her neck started to feel better, so she stretched more.  After four more really good stretches, Allison realized why it felt so good.  Her muscles weren’t stretching, her neck was.  Her neck now looked like it was over two feet long.

“How can this be,” she thought.  “This is impossible.”  With her now elongated neck, she could now easily see over her shirt.  What she saw made her jaw drop.  The ragged material of her shirt hung limply off an enormous hump.  Allison just stared.  Then something flashed behind her.  She looked back at her immense ass trying to see what moved but couldn’t see anything.

As Allison continued to stare at her backside, two more loud cracks made her jump.  Her butt looked thinner now for some reason.  In a gasp of shock, she realized that both her hips and shoulders had snapped inside her body.  Twisting them to more comfortably hold her new bulk.

Something flashed behind her again.  “What IS that?” she wondered.  The object swished again behind her.  It was then that Allison realized that she was looking at her new tail.  With a little concentration she was able to swing it from side to side.  When she raised it straight up in the air, a loud blast emanated from her ass.  She had farted.  A great stench arose from behind her that made her flinch.  Even the male camel seemed disgusted by it.

Allison tried to scream, but couldn’t.  Her lips were heavy and not responding the way the should.  She clearly saw that her lips were strangely swollen and sagging.  “Wait a minute,” she thought.  “I shouldn’t be able to see my lips like this.”  Then she noticed her nose, it too looked swollen, but flat.  She could see her jaw extend away from her face.  The loose skin of her lips now pulled tighter against her jaw.  Her teeth jutted out from under her split front lip.  “So much for going to the dentist,” she thought with a dull laugh.

A strange shadow descended upon Allison misshapen features.  She couldn’t quite see what it was.  Stumbling as best she could on her new legs, Allison went to peer at her reflection in the pool of water.  What she saw made her jump.  Looking back at her from the water was the face of a camel with dirty, blonde hair.  She looked around frantically hoping that she was looking at was a camel in the water.  But it wasn’t, it was her new face.  She was now a camel.

She stood as straight up as she could and began to look herself over, hoping to see something of her lost humanity.  All she saw were the tatters of what used to be her clothing.  She tried to scream in despair, but all that came out of her long mouth was what sounded like a long, low belch.  She wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn’t come from her eyes.  That would waste water.

“What do I do now?” she thought.  A low grunt from her right made her realize she wasn’t alone.  She had forgotten about the camel that brought her here.  “What do you want?”

As if in response, the camel crossed behind her and sniffed and her reshaped vagina.  Subconsciously, Allison’s tail rose as a musky smell emanated from her new reproductive organs.  “What the hell am I doing?” she screamed at herself.

She looked behind her at the male camel and noticed its long penis emerge from the folds of skin between its long hind legs.  Allison couldn’t look.  She knew what was about to happen.  She squeezed her eyes shut as hard as she possibly could.

With a loud grunt, the male camel mounted Allison.  His heavy weight threatening to crush her back legs.  The male’s penis quickly found Allison’s moist vagina and was thrust roughly inside.  Allison stretched her neck in pain.  A loud throaty growl reverberated from Allison’s mouth.  The camel’s penis was so huge; it felt like it would rip her in two.  With a final thrust, the male spurted his seed inside Allison, fertilizing her eggs. To Allison’s relief, the mating was quick and the male jumped off.


The next several weeks were rough on Allison.  It was difficult adjusting to life as a camel.  But fortunately, the male assisted her in many ways.  He showed her where to find food and water and how to protect herself from desert predators.  

They both had traveled back into town, where the camel groom greeted them both.  “I thought I would never see you again,” the man said stroking the male’s muzzle.  “I see you brought back a friend as well.”  The groom began to look the new female over closely, looking for a brand that would show she belonged to a desert tribesman.  The only thing he found was a slight swelling on her abdomen.  “I see you have claimed this pretty one for yourself,” he said patting Allison on the rump.  The male seemed to smile at the man’s remark.  “Let’s see how far along she is.”

The groom crossed behind her and lifted her tail.  Allison thought, “What the hell is he doing back there?”  With a sudden push, the man thrust his arm into Allison’s vagina all the way up to his shoulder.  A throaty growl emanated from her throat.  She wanted to shake and kick the man out of her, but her body wouldn’t move.  She could feel his arm moving around inside her.  In one quick motion, the man yanked his arm from her vagina and shook Allison’s juices from his arm onto the sandy floor.

“You are a lucky boy,” the man said as he walked up to the male and stroked his long neck.  “She is carrying twins.  That is a very good omen.”

Allison couldn’t believe what she just heard.  As her jaw hung open, a steady stream of drool fell to pool in the sand at her feet.