Looking down on yourself you see that though the genie answered your wish you were hardly in the shape he was. There was no way of saying it delicately. You are fat. "What the hell?" You ask the genie. "I asked to be a bunny, not a pig!" The genie puffs on his cigar, and blows the smoke in your face. "Hey you didn't make any specifications, just that you wanted to be a rabbit. I could have done a lot worse to you, so you should be thankful." As he said that you realize he's right. He could have done a million things worse. I really had gotten off easy you think to yourself. "All right i see that your right." You sigh. "I wish i was a male anthro bunny that was as fit as you and is well hung." "Um, well you see i cant. One of the rules is i can only change a person once, and you've used yours up. But if you want anyone else changed, hell no problem!" "Damn-it!" You growl. Just then a kid from the park runs over and hugs your leg. "Mommmmy, I want the bunny!" She howls. You look around and see notice for the first time that a small crowd has started gathered to see you and the genie. You hear several people asking what the occasion is and who is celebrating. The little girl tugged on the leg of your fur painfully. "Mommy! Pleeeeaaaassse!!" You see a middle aged woman approach carrying a bag and a camera. "Now honey hold on. Mr. Rabbit could I get a picture of my daughter sitting on your lap?" You....