You stare at the genie's huge bunny feet as he idly wriggles his brown toes, clearly quite bored by the situation. You can't very easily have him following you around while you're in the casino, so surely it'd be easier if you didn't necessarily need him there at all. "Genie, I wish I was as lucky as one of your feet!"
The huge rabbit smirks with a mischievous expression that gives you a slight shiver of apprehension. He then snaps his fingers, and you feel a thrum of strange power throbbing through you. Your head spins and you sway unsteadily as a mysterious energy builds inside you. A cold breeze brushes over you, and your clothes disintegrate like smoke, revealing that your naked skin is starting to prickle as hairs poke from it one by one, growing thicker and longer quite rapidly.
"H-hey wait, what's going on?!" You cry out, and the genie speaks from behind you in a satisfied tone as he gently pushes on your back, causing you to fall onto the floor face-down. "Just granting your wish, Master." Your whole body is now covered in thick, soft fur, the exact shade of the genie's own rabbit fur. You struggle to stand back up, but you feel weak and strange, your muscles and bones shifting under your skin. Your arms move out to lay flat either side of your head, and your legs seem to be squeezing together, almost like you can feel them melting and fusing.
You grunt as the genie presses one of his huge bare feet onto your back, and your whole body momentarily feels soft and malleable. With a strange, slow warm sensation, his foot sinks into your back, fusing with you and spreading throughout your body. You feel warmth and pressure from his leg above you, pumping blood into your body, a pumping that fights with your own heartbeat, a fight your heart is losing. Your heart gradually slows and stops as your chest and legs flatten against the floor under you. Your hands clench into fists, which start to lose their definition and shape, hardening and growing pointed as they transform into short, sharp white claws, then sink down into your wrists, which have swollen into huge furry toes. You can feel your face and head covering with the same fur, your own hair turned into nothing more than more brown bunny fur. A sharp pain pushes from your head as you start to grow a rabbit claw from the top of your skull, and you feel your face flattening, your nose, mouth and eyes sealing over and disappearing.
For a moment, everything is dark, but after a while, your vision returns, as well as your sense of taste and smell, though you can't blink or open your mouth or control your body at all. You can see the floor beneath you, and smell the faint aroma of masculine animal scent coming from the genie's feet, as well as slightly taste his salty sweat. The pressure pushing down on your back reduces for a moment, and you see the floor move away, before you are pressed against it again, tasting the dust on the ground. This happens again and again, dizzying you, until with a thump, the genie sits down and props up his feet in front of a mirror. You can see him, grinning smugly, his two massive furry feet stretched out, but you are nowhere to be seen. Then he wiggles one of the toes on his right foot, and you feel your arm wiggle against your will. Then the other. And finally, his middle toe, causing your head to bob up and down. You ARE his foot!
"Well, there you go Master, you're exactly as lucky as my foot. What's your next wish?" There is only silence, your internal shouts and protests causing no sound or reaction. "What's that? I can't hear you. I guess I'll have to make your wishes for you, sir!"