"All right, genie. I wish to be fed," said Andrew without hesitation.
"To be fed?" asked the genie, nonplussed and with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes! I want to be fed like a sultan, by an entire harem. The fatter I get, the more my harem loves me and fusses over me. No one criticizes me for being fat. On the contrary, everyone wants to serve me and tend to my every need, desire and whim."
"Well..." said the genie. "It certainly is an interesting wish. I understand why a male like you would wish for that though. You will get your wish but are you sure?"
"Yes! What's not to like? Sex, food and hot girls to feed me all the time! That is really what I want! Come on, genie! Grant my wish! I can't wait to have it become my life!"
The obese genie sighed. She had thought this human boy was different but she had been mistaken, in the end. This human was the same as others. He was a bit too macho for her taste, though. She then thought about a way to get the wish to teach him a lesson. His wording hadn’t been detailed. Not at all, really, and she could manipulate the magic so that his wish would be granted. Just not the way he expected. Yes, this would be tremendously fun!
"Wish granted!" she said with a large smile.
Andrew was overjoyed as he was transported to his new life. However, it wouldn’t take long for him to realize something was seriously wrong and to curse the obese genie and the day he found the bottle.