"I wish I looked normal again!"
The Djinn smiled and nodded. "Your wish is granted, though I have to say it is also wasted." He made a gesture, and Drake twisted and roared as the transformation inot a lion completed in seconds. "There. Now you look perfectly normal again, just as you wished. You look like a perfectly normal lion."
Drake shook his head and growled, but could not speak. At least he seemed to have his memories and his mind, though this four-legged body felt perfectly natural to him. The testosterone rush was over, but his sexual equipment was huge and he felt like he could mount a thousand lionesses.