"Are you trying to tell me that I've been transformed urine inside some cat's bladder!" You asked with a shaky voice. There was a brief pause before the genie answered.
"I'm afraid so, and if I may add, it appears that the feline in question is actually a therianthrope. Bipedal and quite the shapely female specimen to boot."
"A what?" You asked.
"A therianthrope," the genie's voice stated again, "also known as a therian. A supernatural being that is both animal and human. You might refer to such an entity as a were-being. A werecat in this case."
"I don't care what you call it, I'm this thing's piss!" You spat. "Now quit ogling her and help me!"
"Master, please," the genie began. He took a calming tone, no doubt trying to sooth your anger at the situation. "I can understand your frustration, but getting angry won't help anything."
"I'm beyond frustrated, I'm pissed! I'm pissed because I'm piss!" You screamed.
"As I recall, I warned you something like this could happen." Stated the genie. "I told you that transportation magic was not my forte and that I had no control where you might end up. If you had not pushed me into telephoning you out of the zoo you wouldn't be in this mess."
You hated to admit it, but he was right. The tiger genie did say transportation was not his specialty. One can not expect a genie of transformation to be a master of teleportation anymore than one can expect a chef to be a master locksmith. Your impatience and stupidity was the reason why you were currently swirling around in some kitty cat's bladder. You were the only one to blame.
You were quiet for a while, taking a moment to gather your wits inside the dark, small confines of the bladder, sloshing along with the the supposed beast's movements. "Fine. Whatever" you finally spoke, "just get me out of here."
"I'm afraid I can not." The tiger genie answered.
"What do you meant you can't! You put me in here!" You questioned.
"My apologies, but I won't be able to assist you until...you are released." The genie explained.
It took a moment to realize that the spirit was saying that you would have to be expelled by the creature before anything else could be done. "Are you seriously telling me I have to wait until this monster has to take a whiz?" You asked.
"It's out of my hands." The genie answered. "Even if I wanted to transport you else where I wouldn't, less the situation become worse. The best I can do is shadow our new feline lady friend and let nature take its course."
"That's just great." You said in defeat.
The werecat in question carried on unaware of the two tag a longs traveling with her. The genie was sure to keep his presence unknown, taking an incorporeal form as he followed the shapeshifter holding his current master deeper into the dark forest it presently stalked. You only wondered how long this torment will continue.