I don’t know how much time passed as I sat on the bed; wondering what was going to happen to me. Lying down in
the bed, which I found to be surprisingly comfortable, I was about to close my eyes when I heard Erin’s voice
echo through the room. “Carl, where are you?”
In the vain hope that Erin might hear me, I yelled, “Erin, I’m in the lamp!”
Erin must not have heard me; as I heard her say, “He must’ve stepped out.” Pausing, she said, “Oh well, I
might as well look at the lamp we found.”
I suddenly felt the lamp start to shake as Erin picked it up. I suddenly felt as if I was being sucked up by a
vacuum; as I was pulled towards the top of the lamp. “What’s happening to me!?”
Before I knew it, I was back in the hotel room staring at a startled Erin. Looking at me, she said, “W-Who are
you!?”
“This is going to be hard to believe, Erin. But,” looking at her, I said, “I’m Carl.”
Looking at me like I was crazy, Erin said, “You’re joking, right?”
I couldn’t blame her for being skeptical; after all, I looked nothing like my old self. “I’m serious, Erin;
you’ve got to help me!”
pleading with her, I said, “I woke up inside the lamp and this genie told me I was taking her place!”
Looking at me, stammering, Erin said, “Couldn’t yo-you wish your-yourself back?”
“Don’t you think I would’ve tried that!” gesturing to my outfit, I said, “Just make a wish so I can get out of
this outfit!”
I could tell that Erin was entirely sure I was telling the truth; but she decided to play along. “Okay...I-I
wish you were wearing something more casual.”
Almost immediately my harem outfit was replaced with capris and a top. Looking at Erin, I said, “Do you
believe me now!?”
“Okay, you might be a genie.” Looking at me, Erin said, “That still doesn’t mean you’re Carl.”
I had a feeling I’d have to prove my identity to her. “The first day we met, I helped you move your things to
your room; and we realized we both liked The Walking Dead.”
A shocked look appeared on Erin’s face as the reality of the situation slowly dawned on her. “C-Carl!?”
“It’s really me, Erin.” Gesturing to my new body, I said, “In a matter of speaking.”
Looking at me, Erin said, “H-How did this happen to you!?”
Although I already told her, I repeated the story again. When I was finished, I said, “Jamila, the old genie,
said that only a woman could replace her…so she made me a girl.”
“This is too weird, Carl.”
“You think it’s weird!?” looking at her, I said, “How do you think I feel, I’ve been turned into a genie!”
Looking at me, a bemused smile on her face, Erin said, “So, uh, does this mean…I’m your master?”