"Genie, this is going to sound weird, but I have a fantasy about being a prey animal. It would be thrilling to have to outrun predators, but it's more than that. Sometimes I lie awake at night trying to imagine strong jaws tearing at my flesh and digesting me. I know this fantasy would end in my death if I could live it out, but since I have a magic genie, what's the harm? For my first wish, I want to be a zebra, living in the wild, until I eventually get eaten, after which I will return to this place and time as a human to decide my next wish."
"It is done, Master."
She nods her head, and all of a sudden your standing on a savanna, surrounded by zebras! They're not running away or even seeming to pay attention to you. You look down at yourself, and you're naked! You watch as your pale, exposed skin darkens in places and lightens in others, until your whole body is covered in stripes. "Wow," you groan, running your hands along them, admiring your stripey skin. It starts to get fuzzy under your touch until you find yourself running your hands across black and white fur.
Your back cracks and your balance shifts, and in a moment you've toppled over onto all fours. You look way smaller than the zebras this way, but that's about to change. You can tell you're starting to bulk up, and you notice your point of view rising as your arms and legs get longer. You're buddy suddenly jerks itself up onto your fingers and tiptoes, and you watch giddily as your fingers fuse leaving you with hoofed forefeet. You feel your toes going through the same transformation, another new pair of hooves helping to hold up your accumulating weight. You feel your ears starting to flop around on your head and imagine that they're just as big and round and beautiful as the ears on these zebras. Your face pushes forward, and your eyes get spread apart, giving you a wider and wider view of this vast savanna, until you can see most of the way around you without needing to turn your head! Your neck gets longer, giving you enough flexibility to lean your head down and take a bite of grass for the first time (delicious!). You feel something starting to wave around on your rear, and your widely space eyes show you a black-and-white brush swatting left and right behind you: it's your tail! You put on a few final kilograms and it's over, your stuck here as a zebra just like the others, bound to live out the life of a prey animal to its logical conclusion. You can't see the genie, but you're both anxious and invigorated that she is fulfilling one of your secret desires!