Life in what was my family had become something of a mixed bag. The genie who betrayed me by making the master as his dog and family pet; did more to make the family rich.

Money makes the family grow fonder, mostly of each member getting what they feel is their fair share. What was my family did the same, and soon the wife wanted nothing to do with her money making husband. Quietly I had to sit or lay around listening, hearing the wife bitch at he who she saw as being the man she married, if not seeing him for being a Genie in a disguise.

Listening to the continued arguments made me tired too, but since nobody would take me for a daily walk, I began to feel terribly horny.

Horny to one being a mutt dog is bad, so bad that you will look for a manner of escaping the horrors around you. So when the back door swung open at the right moment, this big dog dashed out into the world, wishing to seek a safe place to call home.

Knowing who is who and of who was what, I went to the form of what was me, this the Genie, and fawning on him did beg, as only an Irish Wolfhound knows how!

I made your family as one rich of wealth and now it falls in pieces!" The Genie remarked, he seeing that he who was the man of the house and since meeting the Genie was then the house pet, he decided to lister to my woes.

Pleading for having what was lost and a more male masculine stature, reluctantly, the Genie agreed. As then taking a seat on that flat furry shaggy butt, with tail wagging with anticipation, the Genie did it to me.

Suddenly there was a rushing wind, and dust got in the eyes blinding me, leaving me to face a fate of better times in a bigger form.

Echoing voices filled my ears, as with a tug at my head and seeing where Genie sent me, I found myself a stallion horse being presented to some Arabian prince; horrified, this was not what I meant by being more a male and stronger of stature!

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