Adam was an unsuccessful man living in an unsuccessful town with an unfulfilling job and an unfulfilling life. By chance he happened across a lamp stuck in the ground, and grabbed it. Unable to read the writing, he rubbed it and a very muscular man with a wispy blue cloud as a replacement for legs jumped out at him.
“I am Gene,” declared the man bowing excessively. Gene looked over the depressed looking man. “Aren’t you excited to find a Genie?”
“Not particularly,” Adam said waving him off. “Neat trick though.”
Adam walked by Gene, much to his despair. “Besides,” he added. “You would only get three wishes. Stupid I tell you.”
“But I am not like that!” Gene said seizing his opportunity. “I can grant as many wishes as you want for the next 24 hours.”
“Oh yeah,” Adam said turning around. “I wish for you to leave.”
Gene twisted time, enough for Adam to say “I wish for you to leave with me home.”
Gene snapped his fingers and the two appeared in a downtrodden apartment. Adam only looked mildly amused. “I wish this place was clean.”
“I wish that myself and this place was clean,” Adam repeated as Gene twisted the wording. Gene snapped his fingers and the room became spotless, bed made and even a fresh coat of paint. Adam’s clothes cleaned themselves up and acne and uncut hair disappeared.
Adam became a bit more excited. “I wish to be more attractive.”
“I wish to be more attractive and more muscular,” Gene corrected. Adam’s slouch straightened and his face molded, his hair suddenly combed over and his clothes became much more tight. As he was wearing a short sleeved shirt, it quickly became a tank top from ripped sleeves and his khaki shorts tore to reveal boxers. His shoes bulged, but barely strained from breaking and sat in his feet with stark resistance.
“Sweet,” said Adam. “I wish...”