Fighting the tiger was easy. All you had to do was bop the tiger on the head, and it would turn into a man. Then if you bopped the man on the head, it would turn into a child. And if you bopped the child, it would turn into a fly (though still with the head of a child).
But it was the tiger who had the last laugh.
“Why didn’t you just turn into a tiger yourself?” he asked, and I had to admit that I did not know.