"...that I looked like an animal".
Arnold was concerned "But Master, without the mention of an exact animal, the wish will not be complete until tomorrow. If you don't mention an exact animal, it will take a while before you are an exact type of species!".
"Tough" Susan replied, not buying into what Arnold was saying at all "Make me one!".
"Are you sure, Master!" Arnold asked, nervously playing with her cloud hair.
"Yep!".
"As you wish, Master" Arnold replied and clapped her hands. A wave of light surrounded Susan, covering in her in this strange sensation. She didn't understand what was going on. This must have been an elaborate trick, right? This had to be. But the feelings didn't go away, in fact, they felt more powerful than ever. The dancing light grew brighter and brighter, almost covering her in this ribbon of power. The light went brighter and brighter, she now couldn't see the strange "Arnold" anymore. She couldn't see anything. All that she could see was the light as it almost burned into her body. She closed her eyes, but the light was burrowing inside her eyelids, making her vision completely white. She opened her eyes. The room. She could see again. Everything, the furniture that was missing a while ago, the lamp on the floor, and "Arnold", who was now waving at her, friendly but also worried. She looked at herself. Nothing had changed. No tiger arms. No horse's hooves. No lizard legs. No dog ears. No tail. Nothing. "Aha! I knew it. You're not a genie!" Susan shouted at Arnold.
"Master, the change will affect you. In the early stages, it will make you feel drowsy! The transformation WILL happen overnight!" Arnold warned Susan.
"Yeah, sure! Unlikely, you fraud!" Susan said, starting to feel tired "I want to... I want *yawns*... I want to go to bed". Susan became very, very tired. She couldn't do this tonight, it was a long day, and a long day needs a long rest. "I'm going to bed, you... you... what was your name again?".
While Arnold was extremely worried what would happen to her master, she could help but be happy when she asked for her name. "Arnold, master!"
"Yeah... right... *yawns* you'd better stay here, Arnold... I don't want you going anywhere..." Arnold couldn't focus on what Susan was saying, she was too busy focusing on how Susan's ears were trying to shift upwards towards the top of her hand, and the fact that something was sprouting behind Susan, swinging back and forth. "...know...you got that?" Susan finished. Arnold focused back to Susan "Y-yes, Master". Susan turned around and walked to her bedroom, as Arnold watched her new appendage grow longer as she walked away.
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THE NEXT MORNING
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Susan woke up, exhausted. She tried to look around, but her vision was blurry from last night. It was an uncomfortable sleep, something was pressed up against her body, shaking about like some curious rattlesnake. She was also very warm, like she was cuddled by this huge furry blanket. She pushed herself out of bed and landed on all fours. Somehow this was better than walking on two, her back was killing her from last night. She walked to the bathroom, as she was already undressed, and went into the bath. Her hands were aching from last night, she must of slept on them, so she tried to turn the taps with her head. After a few seconds of attempts, she eventually turned the shower taps on and had a somewhat nice, somewhat uncomfortable shower. Susan was confused, she never really had an uncomfortable shower before. Maybe this had to do with last night's sleep. Her hands and feet continued to ache, so instead of grabbing the towel with her hands, she grabbed it with her mouth and tried to wipe herself off with little success. After failing with the towel, she decided that it would just be better to shake herself dry, which she successfully did. While this was the best way to dry herself at the time, it did felt strange for Susan to do that. She brushed off that thought and walked towards her sink mirror. She froze at what she saw. On the other side of the mirror, she saw herself. Herself as a...