Now you, the genie, is in front of a Shetland Pony that used to be Jay. As an animal cannot be your master, you are now free afain. Free to wait for another owner demanding wishes, true, but also free to revert back to being male and let go of this sultry and much too attractive appearance that does not go at all with your young male mind. You do so at once, elated to reverse back to your testicles, penis and flat chest. You then look at the stud who was formerly Jay. He's sniffing around, no doubt making sense of his environment and sorting out his new thoughts. Part of him is glad of being a carefree animal, albeit with the desire of being in a field, hopefully in a harem of young frisky mares, but a smaller part of his mind screams at him at. the indignity of his new life. Jay as a human would not have found mares sexy, after all. But now, he'd not only be immensely attracted to them, but he'd also be a sexual magnet for female horses. Even donkeys or zebras, for that matter. Yes, Jay was the stud all females dreamt of. It was part of his wish. Then again, the human voice of his brain, which would fade in time but never quite vanish, would always protest and be repulsed by his new tastes and desires, notably the sex drives and mounting which would offer no en of revulsion. A punishment appropriate enough for sexist and macho jerk that he was, you reflect. Good thing the part of his mind dominated by the equine thoughts would predominate a large portion of the time and be extraordinarily happy. The world needed a nice good horse stud like that instead of the human Jay had been. So it was with a snap of your fingers that Jay found himself with a bit and bridle and led to a stock hauling trailer that was waiting on the street. Jay did not like the city anymore with its awful smells and noises. He wanted a calm, quiet countryside instead. And grass. And oats. And apples. Yes, apples would be nice indeed. He was led to a farm where a horse breeder had remembered he'd acquired this magnificent specimen for his herd of mares. Were they going to be overjoyed and frisky at the sight of him! And this stud, who had appeared out of nowhere, would be perfect to start a great lineage of ponies. Yes, Jay would lead a very meaningful life, albeit equine, but without all the pesky human responsibilities. Luckily for you, as a genie, your spells to alter reality, though linked to a wish, are incredibly easy to perform. You then wait again in your bottle again, ready for some relaxation. Hopefully the next human to grab the bottle won't be such a jerk.