"Well," explained the genie. "I would lose my powers. You can imagine how bothersome it would be for me. For you too, as your wishes would be be granted anymore."
"No kidding," muttered Kate. "Better have you safe in there, then. You can remain in here. Definitely."
"I agree," conceded the genie.
"Those are weird rules, though," mumbled Kate.
"I am aware of that. However, I was not the one to lay out these same silly rules, believe me? Or else, so you really think I'd be stuck in a lamp granting people's stupid wishes and seeing men change into woman because a man was outraged by the outcome of his own wish one day and decided to punish countless people across generations?"
"No," admitted Kate.
This made sense.
"So leave me be and think about the wishes you'd like to make," said the genie. "And think at length wisely, because magic is unbelievably fickle and rather unpredictable."
And with that, he left Kate to think about her three wishes.
Thinking about those wishes was easy and simultaneously arduous. Kate's one or even only wish, if it had been possible, would have been to turn back into a male. Alas, this was outright impossible. So if Kate could not be a man anymore, what would make her life as sweet as could be? Well, money and riches would always help and be practical. Eternally so, which he noted into a little notebook in his desk drawer. It must have been used as a diary. Indeed, it would have been, as it was scribbled with comments about Kate's day and it was pink with little hearts and rainbows. Kate scowled at it and grimaced even more as he saw that his new life was about talking about dieting, clothes, boys and pretty celebrities and how to emulate them. Ugh! This was so humiliating! He was a moronic chick now! Of course, it did not cross his mind that as a young man, his tastes of football, joking about bodily functions and crass jokes, or his obsession with sex, might be just as foolish and unintelligent. Yet for now, he wrote down 'eternal riches'. Next, after much reflection, he noted down 'eternal youth and incredibly gorgeous looks'. All this should help but what he would have wished for, had he remained a man, would have been to have success with girls. In fact, to have a harem of his own. Now, well... Did he even like girls, anymore? The thought was enough to sends shivers down his spine. Was he... attracted to boys now? No! It must be his mind playing tricks on him! So he shook his head and pushed the thought away. Of course he still liked girls! The curse could not have altered his personality this much, right? It had only altered reality on the surface. Kate had no new tastes being forced on him, right? Little did he know that if he remained Kate, as the days went by, new desires, tastes and likes would arrive into his mind and seep into there, altering what he thought was interesting or worthy of his libido, attention and sex appeal. Yet as of now, he wanted to make his three wishes, furthering his alteration of his reality. Kate should definitely have kept one or two wishes to alter a previous one, in case it did not work out as he thought, but he wanted his three wishes at once and assumed that the wording would be secure enough. So he called pout to the genie and wished for eternal riches, eternal youth and beauty and a harem of beautiful women of his own. The genie asked if he was sure, Kate said so and the genie let the waves of magic unfurl, wrapping Kate in a storm of wind and images, carrying him over to his new life.