Tommy the body builder had won time after time but these wins never were fulfilling to him. He needed something more to make his life complete.
This behemoth could barely get clothes to fit him if they weren't tailor made. The 6xl shirt that was able to accommodate his shoulders just blew in the wind at his waist. And even though he had a bigger waist than most men there wasn't an ounce of fat on it.
Going through the doors of the consignment shop Tommy had to go in sideways he was just that big. He was the bull in the China shop. But this made him happy. And when he saw the blue bottle he just had to have it.
When Tommy got it home he knew the place it was going to go. Tommy had a little shotgun house with all the quirks of a vintage home. There was this little alcove that must have been used for a telephone when telephones were a household fixture than hand held communication device.
When Tommy set it in place he had to polish it so that it would sparkle. And that was when the Genie popped out of the lamp.
I am the Genie of the lamp. For you master I have three wishes to grant to you.
Tommy looked at his man now standing in front of him. He was shocked.
How could I ask for anything Tommy said. I have everything I need. I have a wonderful career. I have a lucrative savings. I have fame. There is nothing that you can give me that I do not already have.
The Genie looked astounded. I can give you the riches of a prince.
I would be in fear of everyone being interested in me for my money.
I can make you the most famous in the history of the world.
In my own circle everyone knows me.
I can give you long life.
I have no one to share it with and living past their lives would be greatly saddening.
I can give you love.
Ah. The single most important thing in life. I have no love. for those that seem interested in me are only interested in what I can do for them. Bring them fame by association or think I am a sugar daddy. No love would be nice but the one I love must love me too.
The Genie was taken aback. How could he possibly mischievous with such an altruistic individual.
What would be your love. Perhaps I can help. The Genie now felt his nature suddenly shift. He found a great interest in this man and truly wanted to help.
The person I would be interested in must be beautiful in soul. For I will see the beauty in them no mater their outward appearance. They must be a simple person that I would shower with gifts and want for nothing but would be content with the time we were together. And my love would be contented with themselves. That person would look not unlike yourself. You see my years of training have made me appreciate the contrary of who I am. The plush the curved. A man just like yourself.
The Genie looked down at himself. His rotund self. His manboobs. His thunder thighs. He felt his double chins and his ample rear. You want a woman like me?
No sir. I want you. If I could have you for the rest of my life I think I would have everything I could possibly want.
The Genie saw the sincerity in Tommy's words and he had one thing to say.
Wish Granted.
And they lived happily ever after.