Jenny walked in and saw the 1000 pound Drake lying in the middle of the living room. He couldn't move at all, his muscles were so large. He couldn't even speak now. He just mumbled desperately at Jenny.
"Oh, my God!" she exclaimed when she saw Drake. "What the hell happened to you?" All Drake could do was point at the lamp on the floor.
She walked over and picked it up. Remembering the movies she used to read as a kid, about Aladdin and his magic lamp, she instinctively rubbed it, which caused a huge plume of smoke to come out, followed by the Dijin.
"Greetings, Mortal. I am Beldazarr, The Dijin of Mind and Body."
"Beldazarr, what happened to Drake?"
The Dijin glanced over at the heavily muscled 21 year old, who was now gasping for air since his airway had closed up. "He wished to grow more and more muscular until he burst out of his clothes," he replied rather coldly. "Unfortunately, the elastic band in his underwear is preventing the wish from stopping." They both watched as his Drake's muscles continued to expand, as his face was beginning to turn blue.
"Can you make him tall enough so that he can breathe again and move around?"
The Dijin just stood there, his arms folded across his chest.
"Well?!" she said after a moment, upset the Dijin wasn't doing anything.
"You have to begin by saying 'I wish...'"
"Okay," Jenny said, a little frustrated. "I WISH Drake was tall enough so that he can breath and move around again."
"It is done," the Dijin replied, as the smoke faded and the Dijin went back into the lamp.
Jenny glanced over at Drake and saw him sucking in huge amounts of air, as his head eventually regained its' normal color.
"Thank...you," he rasped out between breaths, as he sat on the floor, doubled over, before collapsing.
Jenny walked over to him, shocked at how large he had grown. Drake seemed to be around 8 feet tall, if not a little taller. He just laid there on the floor, breathing slowly.
"His body is so massive now," Jenny thought to herself as she stood over him.
Okay, so who WAS Jenny?