"For finding that out you will turn into Jasmine," smiled the genie.
"What? But... I..." stammered Kate.
But it was too late. Kate's skin darkened, she became even skinner than before, her boobs shrunk, while still being of a more than respectable size, and her hands, feet and waist became incredibly tiny. She was so dainty! She could feel her eyes getting bigger and her hair slide down into a perfect long black cascade. Her clothes shifted to blue and her ears were now adorned with earrings, just like her neck that now had a necklace.
"I...I..." stuttered Kate.
"You look ravishing, my dear," smirked the genie. "Oh, and by the way, your new name really IS Jasmine now and your reality has shifted as well. You've been adopted and you love anything to do with the Arabian nights. And 'Aladdin' too, of course."
Kate, now Jasmine, looked around. Yes, the room had changed. There were a myriad plushies on her bed, most of them tigers and Aladdin-themed indeed. Her room really did look like one of a girl adoring oriental fantasies and not so much that of a 'normal' teen.
"Why did you do that?" asked Jasmine, distraught by all these further changes.
As if having been changed from a boy to a girl was not distressing enough! Now he was adopted and not only a dream for men, whom he did not want, no matter what his brain drowning oestrogen claimed, but he was an artistic dreamer adoring animation and art revolving around the 'Arabian Nights'?
"No! I don't want that!" Jasmine exclaimed.
"Thank a previous master for that, missy," grunted the genie. "He was so angry at a wish that did not turn right that he blamed it on me, forcing me to adopt the appearance of that genie in that famous movie of you humans. My only consolation was to change people reminding this to me into the characters of the movie."
"That sucks," grumbled Jasmine. "For me too, you know!"
"Come on, you're still a boy-magnet! Even more, I'd say," grinned the genie mischievously.
"I need to find a way out of this!" said the young girl.
"Well, you can't become male again. Just know that," muttered the genie.
"As if I am not aware!" snapped Jasmine.
"Well, think this through and call me when you've reached a decision for your three wishes," the genie said as he transformed into smoke and went back into the lamp, leaving Jasmine with her thoughts. How could she use her three wishes? Was there any way to get around this very tricky situation?