John thought for a moment about what he wanted to wish for and finally said, “I would like to have big muscles, like those bodybuilders.”
Genie slimed, “So you want to trade brains for brawns.”
“No. I want to still be smart. I just want some muscles so I won’t be bullied again.”
“Okay, you want brains and brawns. Sure, I can grant that.”
“Genie, I wish for muscles,” John said as he did a double bicep pose.
The genie pointed a finger at John and a bolt of purple lighting hit him. Instantly, John’s muscles exploded, causing his long sleeve shirt to expand to its limits. John’s body became so big that his chest was pressed against his checks. “Genie, a…little…help. Please?” John said softly as he tried to speak. “Oopise, I guess I over did it. Did I?” Genie slimed sheepy, which she tried to cover with her hand. “Let’s try that again.”
Genie zapped John again. He grew a couple of inches in height and his muscle mass decreased slightly. John had full mobility back. Running to a mirror in the living room John got a good look at himself. His face was still the same but now it was on a body that was completely alien. John flexed his arms again. Even though he was still wearing his shirt his biceps rose to impressive heights. “Genie, thank you for giving me this body and for not making my clothes rip.” Genie floated towards John. “Thank you John, I also grew the rest of our clothes. Then may feel a little snug but should fit you nicely.”
Genie looked at his biceps. “Can I touch?” “Sure!”
Genie touched his biceps, feeling their hardness and shape.
“Oh John, you can definitely get some girls with this body.”
“Yea,” John said, blushing. “But if that fails I can say I have brains as well as muscles.”
Genie smirked, “If they don’t fall for that then I nothing will.”
“So what do you want to do now?”