You felt yourself coming out of the lamp. As you reformed in your smoke cloud, you were happy to see you were once again an alpha male genie. You found yourself back in the apartment your previous master had lived in, before you turned him into Nick Forbes, the 32-year-old NFL player with 6 kids.
Your new master was staring at you in a way you didn’t like. He was physically unimpressive (tall, skinny, etc), but he had a cunning look in his eyes. You could tell that this boy- George, you saw his name was- would be the smartest master yet.
After your obligatory introduction, you asked George for his first wish.
“So, Genie,” he said, “tell me. Am I allowed to wish for multiple connected things in one wish, as long as I don’t take a break in between?”
Damn, this kid was good. He was asking you questions you had to answer truthfully. “Yes, Master, that is allowed.”
“Sweet,” he muttered. “In that case, Genie, I wish that I would gain 100 pounds of muscle, become as handsome as a movie star, and have reality adjust to fit.”
No mistakes, dammit! You reluctantly said “Your wish is my command” and pointed at George.
You decided you could at least what you’d done to his former roommate and make the change erotic. George moaned as his face reshaped into one worthy of GQ magazine, with tousled black hair topping it all. He clutched his erect crotch (surprisingly big) as his muscles swelled everywhere. His shirt and pants briefly showed every curvature of his skin before his pecs burst his shirt wide open and his thighs blew his pants to shreds. Where a 130-pound weakling had once been now stood a 230-pound tower of perfect masculinity.
A new white dri-fit shirt formed, hugging his thick biceps and showing the immense shelf of George’s pecs, as well as the perfect abs below. He now wore tight jeans that hugged his thighs and calves.
George looked at himself with a perfect smile. “Just what I wanted,” he said in a deep, sexy voice.