The gaseous form of the genie hovered over the body of the dead master. The master's family had entered, and grieved over the man. The genie exited the dwelling, out of respect.
The genie hovered above the city. There were people in the streets trading goods, workers building houses, guards, foreigners, and in the middle stood a great citadel, where the Sultan lived.
The genie pondred over its newfound freedom. Master's final command was to bring justice to the wicked. But this confused genie. How could genie decide who was truly evil? If a man stole bread to feed his family, does that make him the same as a man who steals money for beer?
Genie had an idea. It would take the form of a human, one that was pleasant, and get close to those that it planned to punish. If they had to do it, Genie would help them, so they could stop commiting crimes. But if they were selfish, or hateful, they would feel wrath.
Genie prepared a spell to become a human. He decided upon a woman. After all, Master did say Genie was free. Why not enjoy it.
The form of the Genie swirled about in the air. It, or more appropriately, she, began to form her new body. She wanted her body to be powerful, but pleasing. She began by forming a skeleton, and worked out from there. Her body was 6 1/2 feet tall, and had deep, tan skin. She had long arms and legs, with large feet and hands. Her nose was rather big [she didn't want to be too perfect] and her ears wre large, coming to a point. She had DD size breasts, and a sizeable butt.
"What a lovely form," She thought, viewing her new body. She couldn't go naked, so she gave herself a bra, pants, and sandals. And, as a finishing touch, she gave herself long, purple hair, done up in a ponytail.
"That should do it." She entered her new body. Her eyes opened for the first time. She wiggled her fingers and toes, took deep breaths, tried to get used to the unfamiliar feelings that come with becoming human. "I guess I haven't broken it in yet."
She looked around her. Vendors were all around her, Men with large coin purses rushed by her. She took a step forward, and accidentally tripped into a guard.
The soldier turned around and reprimanded her. "Show more respect, woman! What's your name?"
She came up with one quickly. "My name is Jeannie. How are you?"