Drake stood there, smiling his frozen marble smile into the mirror. Why had he wished such a stupid wish? He was stuck as a statue forever!
*I wish I could stay this way forever* The wish echoed in his mind, and he began to think it over, sinking into a calm madness, and realized that he had said "could" and not "would."
Drake willed himself to break his pose and he suddenly felt mobility flowing back into his limbs as his body transmuted back to flesh. He then struck another pose and watched and felt as his body turned back to marble.
He then willed himself back to flesh and turned back to the lamp, wondering if he should make another wish, or just have the sense to leave off as a bodybuilder with the power to turn himself into a statue.