"I see," the Genie says. There's a hint of a smile on his face, as if he half-expected you to say that. "When you return home, your wish will be granted. When you want to make your next wish, just call for me."
He smiles again before disappearing back into the lamp, and you rush home quickly, running most of the way. What luck!
As soon as the door to your apartment closes, you begin to feel something funny in your stomach. You rush to the bedroom and gaze at yourself in the full-length mirror hanging on the outside of the folding closet doors.
Before your eyes, your skin darkens and a short, thick crop of dark brown fur slowly grows out. Your whole body seems to bulk up -- your shirt soon feels a bit tight in the shoulders.
You can hardly believe what's happening to you as you watch, stupefied, while your wish comes true. Your shorts stretch around your thighs as they bulk up, immensely wide and strong. Your biceps strain the sleeves of your cotton t-shirt as thick muscles grow more and more quickly.
Fur soon covers your whole body and, as if in the blink of an eye, your human ears reced as doggy ears grow atop your head. Your muzzle is long and filled with sharp looking teeth. Sleek fur runs down your neck, and you can feel your stub of a tail wagging furiously.
You are definitely one sexy Doberman.
The changes are still happening, though. Your clothes now feel very tight and constrictive. When you reach down to pull your shirt up and over your head, the backside rips in half. Without taking your eyes off your reflection in the mirror, you watch as you pull your shirt off -- what's left of it -- to reveal your uber-toned and muscled chest.
It'd be hard to think of a deeper and more perfect set of abs than yours. Your hard chest and ripped muscles bulge and flex. Bringing your arms around in front of you, you post, flexing. You moan a bit as you see yourself standing there, feeling the power and size of your own body.
The thoughts of what you are begins to turn you on, and an unfamiliar twinge happens in your too-tight shorts. Puzzled, you reach down and press a finger against the newly grown bulge in the front of your crotch.
Your knees nearly buckle as your thick doggy-cock surges against your finger, stretching out and threatening the integrity of your already stretched shorts. It's almost painful, the way your cock is trapped.
Without a second thought, you rip the shorts off your body, exposing that wonderful, thick, long doggy-shaft. It arches upwards, at least eight inches long and thick as your wrist. It isn't done growing by half, though, as it bounces up before falling forwards, drooping out because of its own weight.
You watch in fascination as it grows, inch by inch... it feels so good, the pleasure of a thickly growing shaft, blood pumping in, filling it up and thickening it out. You watch in the mirror, panting now, tongue hanging out, body bulging with muscle and testosterone.
Your shoes and socks hurt, you realize. You flex your feet and your shoes fall apart, revealing two huge paws encased in widely stretched white socks. Both feet have soft, velvety pads underneath and big, thick toes -- you can't wait to play with them.
With only your socks on, your stare at yourself in the mirror, admiring your huge cock -- still growing -- incredibly muscled body, and short, soft fur.
You grin as you decide what to do next...