You walk home, this time with your upper torso upright. At the corner, a standard poodle tries to approach your behind and sniff it, but the owner tugged at the leash and pulled the dog away. You can feel your anus try to pout, its structure preventing it from doing so anyway…
Once you reach home, you have a sudden urge to go pee, something you haven't done since taking this new form. This time, though, you want to try something else than using the toilet. Before entering the house, you walk next to the fence and raise your leg, aiming at the bottom of the fence, and let it loose. Relieved, you try to sniff the spot you have made with your urine, recognising it as your territory so to speak, and enter the house.
You run up to your room and rub the lamp, summoning the genie. This time though, you turn your entire body away from the genie and raise your tail to expose your sentient tailhole to the genie. The genie flinches backwards at this flagrant display of your behind, but once it said "Hello genie, I'd like to make another wish", he was reminded of the wish that had blessed her with this state and showed an expression of relief.
"I wish that whenever the tail covering me is consciously raised by my owner, including for the purposes of releasing his dung, people who see me will be overwhelmed by morbid fascination with me and try to sniff me like a dog would, and in the process painlessly transform into a dog taur of a breed they would be comfortable in, starting with the nose that sniffed me and spreading down their body gradually. They will be able to perform both human and canine intonations and their lower bodies will be strong enough to carry a person like a horse if the size is sufficient. People who had known the transformed beforehand will remember them as having always been a dog taur and never a human. If a human falls deeply in love with a dog taur and the dog taur reciprocates the love, they will also sniff the behind of their love and become dog taurs; if this does not occur, copulation between a human and a dog taur will never occur, nor will that between a dog taur and a normal dog (other non-sexual interactions are acceptable). The transformed dog taurs retain their memories, human lifespan and intelligence with the minimal instincts necessary for survival and proper interaction with other dogs, taur or normal and will be able to resist more destructive ones, think chewing furniture or defecating everywhere. Anything else regarding the treatment by others my boyfriend wished for when he wished to be a dog taur, apply them to those who are transformed this way."
"Your wish is my command."
You turn around and stick your tongue out and try to lick the genie to thank him, only for your tongue to pass through his being entirely. "Nice try buddy, I'm intangible."
However, since the wish does not concern a physical change, you couldn't feel a thing happen and are worried that the genie might just be bluffing you. Looking out the window, it is dusk already and you no longer want to leave the house a second time. You can try out the wish tomorrow, or maybe on the job, or even on the team-building trip your company plans to hold a month later.
Too tired to do anything else, you head straight to bed, dinner be damned. Paradoxically, you fail to fall asleep, laying awake with your thoughts: if the genie skimped on the section of your wish that said infrastructure would be adapted to the presence of taurs, the influx of dog taurs would week havoc on society as a whole. Upon this thought, you turn your head to the lamp and lightly smirk at the genie inside, although it doesn't show very well on a canine muzzle and he cannot see it anyway. You stretch your forelegs to pat on your anus a bit, greeting it goodnight, before falling asleep as well.