I was completely unaware of the smoke enveloping me and pulling my sleeping body towards the lamp. In the
bathroom, Erin had no idea what was happening as my body was sucked through the top of the lamp.
I woke up a few moments later; opening my eyes to find that I was in a unfamiliar room. Looking around, I saw
that the room was decorated appeared to be a middle-eastern style from centuries ago.
Sitting up, confused, I said, “Whe-Where am I?”
Suddenly a voice to my right said, “You’re inside my lamp.”
Startled, I turned to find a young woman walking over to me. She appeared to be a few years older than me;
wearing what looked like a harem outfit. Confused, I said, “Who are you?”
“My name is Jamila.” With a slight accent, the girl said, “I’m a genie.”
“Sure you are.” Chuckling, I said, ”Did Erin put you up to this?”
“I’m being very serious.” Pausing, Jamila said, “Make a wish.”
“Okay, I’ll play your game.” Amused, I said, “I’d like a ham sandwich please; with everything.”
To my surprise a ham sandwich suddenly appeared in Jamila’s hands. Handing it to me, she said, “Here’s your
sandwich.”
“Th-That’s no-not possible.” Taking the sandwich, in shock, I said, “Genie’s are-aren’t real.”
“I assure you that we’re very real.”
I hesitantly took a bite of the sandwich; realizing I had no idea why I was here. Looking at Jamila, I said,
“Why am I here?”
“You may want to sit down for this...”
Sitting down, I said, “My name’s Carl.”
“Okay...Carl; let me tell you my story.”
Jamila proceeded to tell me her story; about how she used to be human. 800 years ago, Jamila became involved
with a man who didn’t tell her that he was married. His wife, a sorceress, soon found out and lashed out in
anger.
Jamila explained that the sorceress turned her cheating husband into a mare for the rest of his life; while
cursing Jamila to spend an eternity as a genie. The sorceress explained that Jamila would only be free if
someone came along to replace her.
As she finished her story, it suddenly dawned on me that I was in trouble. “Am I-I here to re-replace you?”
“Yes, you are.” Pausing, Jamila said, “But I need to change some things first.”
“W-What kind of things?”
Looking at me, Jamila said, “The sorceress said that only…a woman could replace me.”
I stood in shock as Jamila stepped closer to me; fearing what was to come next. My fears were soon justified
when I saw my body starting to change. Looking at Jamila in fear, I said, “You can't do this to me! I never
wished for this!”
Looking at me, as the changes to my body progressed, Jamila said, “I’m sorry Carl; but this is the only way.
I’ve been waiting for my freedom for 800 years.”
I watched in horror as my body changed before me; I lost 2-3 inches in a matter of minutes, as well as maybe
80 pounds. The biggest shock was when I noticed a pair of breasts appearing on my chest; quickly growing to a
large C cup before stopping.
I started to tear up as the changes continued; I developed an hour-glass figure as my waist receded and hips
expanded. The worst change occurred when my ‘junk’ was turned into a vagina.
The most surprising change was when I noticed my skin taking on a darker tone; almost as if I’d been in the
sun for several weeks. My light brown hair grew down to my shoulders as it got darker as well.
By the time the changes ended, there was nothing left to show that I was once a man. Jamila made a mirror
appear in front of me; allowing me to look at the changes she’d done to my body. I looked like an attractive
girl with Middle Eastern heritage; made evident by my slightly darker skin and hair.
Turning to Jamila, in shock, I said, “Ple-Please change me back!”
“I’m sorry, Carl.” Pausing, Jamila said, “This is the only way.”
“Ple-Please, I-I don’t want to be a genie!”
Walking over to me, Jamila said, “Before I go; there‘s one more thing that needs to be fixed.”
Terrified of what that might be; I was shocked when Jamila’s harem outfit suddenly appeared on my body.
Looking at Jamila, I saw that she was wearing what passed as a casual outfit in this area.
Sitting back down on the bed, I said, “Wh-What happens now?”
“That’s entirely up to you, Carl.” With a smile, Jamila said, “I’m off to enjoy my freedom.”
I watched in silence as Jamila disappeared in a cloud of smoke; leaving me alone. “What now?”