Your head full of worry and sadness about your current predicament, you exclaim in your mind:"Genie, I don't want to be a mare the rest of my life. Can't we just start this over...please?" You hear the genie's voice in your head:"Very well, start over we shall...although perhaps further than you'd like." You feel once again your world fading to black as you seem to completely lose your body, and a moment later regaining most of your feeling...
You can't see, most of your limbs don't seem to work, and it's incredibly hot and moist wherever you may currently be. Occasionally you feel yourself wobbling back and forth, accompanied by the constant thumping of what you identify as a heartbeat. This can only mean one thing...you're in a womb!
"Genie, I didn't mean it like that!", you think angrily. Once again comes his voice:"Well, tough luck, you wanted to start over so I gave you the lifelong opportunity to do so." You're not even born, and you already hate him.