When the genie looked back at you, she saw that you were no longer wearing a bathing suit, but instead the clothes anyone would normally see on a female wrestler. You had on a red, and yellow sleeveless no-leg leotard with a symbol on it, fingerless black leather gloves, and matching yellow high-heeled ankle-high boots.
"My you became so huge," the genie says. "The blast from my lamp freedom must've given you extra muscle, while at the same time changed your outfit a second time." "Well, I don't care what happens to me next, as long as I have you, Mrs. Genie," You explain. "Well you can just call me Jenny now," the genie says, while you both kiss. "So what now?" You ask. "I think your new attire has given me an idea of how we can spent the rest of our lives," Jenny answers. "But for it to work, we need some more people."