Jeannie, "But I want to be a bunny!"
"So do I honey," the woman said as she started to make another grab for Jeannie, "But you can just forget it!"
Sidestepping the woman again, Jeannie glared at her and Stated, "Then become the bunny as you desire."
The middle aged woman's body doubled over. Fur instantly grew over her entire body, causing a maddening itching for a moment. The woman went to scratch, but stopped as she noticed her hands now sported claws instead of fingernails, though they retained a more human as opposed to paw proportion. Her ears suddenly picked up sounds usually below human hearing range. She reached up and was frightened to find that they were loosely hanging from her head. Her nose flattened and immediately started twitching as her teeth rearranged into that of the typical buck-toothed design of most rabbits. The finishing touch was the little fluff of a tail that popped out of her backside.
"What..."She felt herself over. Even her business suit had changed to that of the bunnies out on the floor. "...Did you do to me?" She raced to a mirror on the other side of the room and looked at it. "I'm...I'm..."
She gazed at herself, she was a walking talking, bunny girl. And she was young. The woman guessed her new age to be 20...maybe younger, maybe even 18.
"I'm a bunny..." she turned to look at Jeannie, who smiled at her.
"Wait till you see the rest of your staff." Said Jeannie, "Now can I work here?"