"Transformational?" you ask. Images of a tropical paradise flit through your mind.
The genie reading your thoughts smiles, and replies, "Yes, transformational. Perhaps you'd like to try gliding though the treetops like a spider monkey? Or perhaps you'd rather be a banana? Imagine being peeled alive and eaten by a beautiful woman, or handsome man, if you prefer?" you gulp nervously, and the genie realizing he's losing you tries instead, "Or perhaps a mighty jaguar prowling through the undergrowth or a handsome quetzal bird? Or if not yourself perhaps you know someone you'd like to see transformed?"
You pause. Ah, he's got you.
"Yes, Jimmy Brown, the captain of your high school football team, you wouldn't mind peeling that terrified top banana, now would you?"
You can see the pompous young man's terrified face etched onto the fruit of a banana, and you smile, as you imagine his horror as you slice him up on you icecream and dribble hot fudge on him. Though the thought now sickens you, you're no cannibal.
"It's only cannibalism, if you're a banana too!" chimes in the mind reading genie.
Another thought crosses your mind, you always wanted a pet boa, but they are so expensive, perhaps you could have your revenge on Jimmy and get a pet too.
The genie breathes a sigh of relief, and secretly plans to trick you into changing yourself into a mouse before he is through, if you would only wish Jimmy Brown was a snake.
Spider monkey as a pet might be cooler, and Jimmy is also a gymnast you think. But then you wonder how much an exotic pet would cost to maintain. The genie sighs this is taking longer than he expected.
Unexpectedly, you say, "I wish Jimmy Brown was..."