"I wish I was a hot jock with a multi-million dollar signing bonus!" the kid bellowed out.
Something inside you screamed that you should have made him inanimate and cut him off after 'hot jock' but that was absurd. Your job is to toy with the loopholes of the wish, not to ignore part of it.
"As you wish master, fame and fortune will soon be yours." you cooed in your feminine voice.
This was going to be fun, the boy was not prepared for what you have in store for him. You snapped your fingers initiating the transformation.
The boy expectantly looked in the mirror, seeing his thin frame. He looked back at you confused.
"Fear not master, you are changing." you replied and he looked back into the mirror
It was true, his light spattering of facial hairs was becoming a shadow that was spreading across his face. True to his wish, he was transforming into a professional athlete and his body was rapidly aging. He didn't tell you what kind of jock, how old, or what has happened in his life over the years that you took from him so here is where you were having your fun. His face rearranged and his features were tweaked to make him a very handsome version of himself, as muscle was added to his lean frame he had to urgently disrobe as his 26 waist pants and large shirt could no longer contain him. Though you didn't have to, you made the process highly erotic for him and took great pleasure in him scrambling around in the bathroom trying to undress while being caught in the throws of sexual pleasure.
When it was done he was panting, laying on the bathroom floor with one arm resting on the closed toilet and the other draped in the bathtub. He was only wearing socks and boxers which were stretched to the end of their limit.
He was now a very muscular 32 year old athlete, very handsome, with a very handsome income. What he didn't yet realize is that he is the father of three from his ex wife, and three more from his current wife, and their relationship is currently not doing so hot.
But he will figure all that out in time.
"Former master, Your final wish is granted. It is your duty to pass my lamp to another person, that I may bless them as I have you. I will no longer be able to be summoned by you, and I cannot serve your household again."
With that, you vanished into your home and waited to be passed on. but who will be your next master?