"Now the top." you say.
"Your wish is my command." the genie answers before exhaling a puff of smoke that passed over you and your chest to reveal a black tank top that stretches across your chest. You suddenly lose your balance and land on your rear. Looking down you see that you now possess firm breasts that stretch the already thin material of the cloth. Looking at yourself you know you must look odd with your women's body and your man's head and arms.