“Genie!” declared Mark. “I wish we were permitted to be in the women’s locker room.”
“Granted!” the genie laughed, “enjoy your new lives girls. See you in two weeks!”
The lawyer's jaw dropped as the genie's words sank in. The room seemed to spin as the five young men suddenly found themselves transformed. Their bodies had changed, their features softened, and their clothing had shifted to feminine attire. The lawyer blinked, trying to process everything that was happening.
Mark blinked for a moment. He was no longer in the lawyers office. Instead, he found himself holding a mop and pushing a bucket of water. He was in the women’s locker room where all his troubles had started. He stared at himself in the mirror. He was older, maybe 40, with wrinkles around his eyes and a receding hairline. He was wearing a blue shirt and pants. Just then, a radio clipped to his hip sparked to life. “Mark, Mark, are you there?” He answered the radio “yes, I’m here.”
“Great,” the voice said. “You can finish cleaning the women’s locker room later. Somebody through up in the main building cafeteria. Get on it.” Mark gasped, but without any other options wheeled his rolling bucket and mop towards the locker room exit.
A few hours later he was back to finish the job. When he entered there were two attractive women, both probably around 30. They were wearing gym shorts and gray t-shirts that said “staff” on them. The first was a slim redhead with a modest bust and a toned ass. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun. The other was a very fit Asian with larger than average tits and muscular thighs. They gasped when they saw him.
“Mark, is that you?” the Asian asked, looking very angry.
“Ummm. Do I know you?” Mark responded.
“It’s me, David. Or Dana now, I guess. And this is Andy, she still goes by Andy but I guess her name is Andrea. Why the fuck did you do this to us?”
“What even happened,” Mark asked. “I just made my wish that we were permitted to be in here…”
“Yeah, and now At and I are part of the training staff for the women’s basketball team. And I guess you’re a janitor? Serves you right…”
“You need to find that lamp and turn us back” demanded Andy. “You know how weird it is to have a fucking pussy?”
“Didn’t the genie say she’d be back in two weeks,” Mark asked. “So we can fix it?”
“Two weeks!” exclaimed Dana, slapping Mark. “I don’t want to spend two weeks with a pussy and tits!”
“I’m sorry guys. I didn’t know,” Mark sputtered. “What happened to Will and Jim?”
“We haven’t found them yet,” Andy responded. “Mark you better fucking have an idea how to fix this as soon as that genie comes back…”