"Then let's get to work. This very evening, I wish for my girlfriend's new boyfriend Thomas to regress to a five-year-old," said Damon with wicked glee.
"As you wish, master," said the genie.
"Oh, and I want him to end up with male gay parents, the sort that will baby him and treat him like a sissy. So that everyone will make fun of him!" added Damon with a stroke of mean imagination.
Oh, Thomas was getting to plunge in a complete nightmare! It was going to be a delight to watch! He added to the genie that he wanted rto see it when it happened, to which the supernatural being said it would be accomplished. So Damon waited impatiently for the evening. He could not wait to see the humiliation about to befall his enemy.
And indeed, that very evening, as he was relaxing before sleep, Thomas felt tingly all over.
"What the...?" he stammered.
Then, to his bewilderment, he started shrinking. His voice became higher pitched. His muscles melted away. His clothes became oversized immensely. His feet and hands became delicate and his hair... longer. Terrified, he witnessed his body hair recede, including his pubic hair. Before his very eyes, he saw his penis shrink and his testicles become a simple puny scrotum sack. By the time the transformation stopped, Thomas was horrified and trying to understand he was not having an awful nightmare. And Damon was watching everything through a TV summoned by the genie, laughing heartily and having the time of his life. As for Thomas, he was forced back to sleep as the world around him shifted.
When Thomas woke up, he felt very soft sheets around him. He opened his eyes, seeing warm sun beams streaming through the window, unstopped by the pink curtains at the large glass panels. He did a double-take. Where was he? Why did he look like a little kid? Why did his hair reach his shoulders? Why was he in a white and pastel nightgown? Why was his room - or rather the room he was in currently - filled with tea sets, dolls and soft toys? Why was everything so sappy and girly?
Just then, the door opened and a tall slim man entered the room, dressed in a smart interior robe.
"Did my sweet baby sleep well?" he said with a smile.
Thomas had the feeling the man looked weak, unwell and a bit sad, but the guy picked him up. This was bewildering. The man had thick black hair reaching his ears and he kissed him fondly on the head.
"Oh, I'm so glad your daddy decided to sign the papers for your adoption. You're such a cutie. You'll be so much more loved here than with those uneducated unsophisticated louts of parents you had before!" he gushed.
He smelled of perfume and he went down stairs, with Thomas seeing fine but effeminate furniture all around. What was this awful place? And who was this fop? Thomas wanted to be let down, however they went in a big dining-room. A more muscular man was reading a newspaper while eating toast. The first him kissed him on the cheek.
"Hello, my love," he said softly to the man who looked at Thomas with barely a notice in his eyes.
As for Thomas, he was appalled. His new parents were gay! He was the son of gay guys! What the fuck!!??
And Damon was watching laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes.