You didn't know it yet, but despite your best efforts at a careful wish the genie had twisted your intent in granting your wish.
You woke up the next morning to a blowjob from Lydia. Some cats headbutt you awake, some sleep on your face, some suck your dick.
You spent the day with Lydia in her apartment. You weren't sure how Lydia would live in the regular world as a catgirl, but today wasn't going to be the day to find you. Movies, snacking, cuddling, fucking, napping. Not a bad way to spend a day.
That evening Lydia was taking another catnap (catgirls seem to nap as much as regular cats), but you had napped enough for one day. You decided to help Lydia out with some cleaning. You notice her laundry basket is full. The apartment complex has a shared laundry building rather than machines in each unit. Taking the permanent press clothes, a bottle of detergent, and some quarters you head down to the laundry.
When you walk in there is one other person there. She's a young woman - an attractive redhead. Even in her baggy pajamas and despite the sex you've had in the last 24 hours you feel a little turned on. But you have no intention of cheating on Lydia; you're not going to be unfaithful to your girlfriend. You exchange friend hellos with her then load up the washer with Lydia's clothes as she tends to her laundry from a dryer.
As you feed the quarters into the washer you see the redhead leaving out of the corner of your eye. You find the right settings and the washer starts.
Click.
You turn to see the redhead standing by the door, which she has just locked. She turns to face you. "Let's have sex right here. On top of the washing machine."
You're speechless.
If you were able to remember the genie's cryptic words, you might recall what he said when he granted your wish: "May your future be in accordance with your will. This desire will be connected to you, not your girlfriend." Part of your wish was that "The affected person will be my girlfriend." By being physically attracted to the redhead, desiring her, your wish conditions have triggered again.
The redhead approaches you and pulls her t-shirt off, tossing it aside. You don't know why your girlfriend Kate wants to have sex in the laundry room where the two of you might be caught, but you're up for anything and she's quite adventurous. She walks over and hops up on the running washing machine, feeling the vibrations as her legs hanging off the side. You can see pointed ears poking out of her red hair.
You feel something like vertigo. An unnatural moment of confusion. Whose laundry are you washing? Whose apartment did you come from? Is your girlfriend Kate or Lydia?