“I think I’m going to stay like this for awile, I like it” you say after you have awoken the following morning and look over to the forest nearby.
The genie stood up and looked at her with curious eyes.
“in that case, maybe I’ll do some quick adjustments. If you allow that of course to happen” the genie suggested.
“they won’t do anything bad will they?” you ask a but unsure. You trusted the genie, but still. It wasn’t bad to ask.
“of course not,” the genie morphed himself in a otter boy. “ah, this feels better” he said.
“Well, if it’s good..” You say, still uncertain about this.
The genie on the other hand seemed to be in heaven to cast the spell.
“that’s a wish” he said before swirling around and glittering dust that had appeared from nowhere began fell on you.
At first you felt really dizzy and then a warm feeling that went through your veins to be followed by a feeling of euphoria.
The genie stroked your back and boy that felt wonderful.
You were in total delight. When he stopped stroking you and everything cleared up something was different.
You couldn’t pinpoint it. One thing you definitely knew was you wanted to play really bad.
“what’ya did to me?” you ask, giggling.
The genie smiled, he seemed to be satisfied what he had done.
“oh, not much. I only adjusted some things so you have more fun”
You pause for a moment before asking. “what kind of things?”
“Oh, well. How old are you, your real age” he asked.
Finding that quite a odd question to ask you quickly, without hesitating a second answered.
“Eight of course” you had a hard time not giggling.
The genie smiled again and scratched you behind the ears, a delightful feeling appeared again and you let him pet you.
“You always been a girl?” he asked at you. Still in delight you try to remember.
This is was a harder question then the last one. Foggy images of a boy where in your mind.
You couldn’t determine the boy’s age but you knew somehow that was you.
“Umm, not sure” you answer as you knew you haven’t been always like this. But it was so foggy, like a dream of a week ago you tried to remember.
“aww, don’think too hard” the genie said as he embraced you.
You directly felt a lot better and the playful nature of you surfaced again.
You tackled the genie down.
The genie only smiled.
And in the otter boy shape he was he couldn’t resist but play too.
On a certain moment the genie had overpowered you and was tickling your feet.
You couldn’t help but laugh as he was tickling your feet, he somehow had conjured a feather and stroked your footpads without mercy.
“haha, stop it” you said between the giggling and laughing.
When he stopped for a moment you tackled him down again and rolled over the grass straight in the water where you directly set a chase you won eventually.
The morning became noon and soon your belly began to grumble …