It's not you that's transforming...........

"Actually, I changed my mind... First I wish you had bigger breasts!!!!" The genie looks confused, but snaps her fingers... and her breasts are now 44-DD. "Second, I wish you were my wife!" "That's not really transforming...." she says. "Fine... I wish you are my wife with longer hair!!" She snaps her fingers. A ring appears on her right fore-finger and her black hair that was down to her- well, tits, goes to her belly button.

"Lemme guess, should I change my skin color, too?" "No, I like it that way." Suddenly, her eyes change into slits...... Of desire! "And......." Well you're not sure what to do with that last wish, so...... "You can make that last wish if you want......" "Oh, thank you master!! I........" Well she's pondering this, then... "I wish I was a free genie making love with my muscular husband in my well-furnished lamp." Dang she's good! You think. Smart, attractive.....

*CLICK*

Well, a silver ring appears around *your* fore-finger, and you seem to beef up a bit.......

She takes you by the waist, looks calmly into your eyes, and snaps her fingers, and you fly up into a cloud of smoke. The next thing you know, you're lying with her making out in a domed golden room on her red, velvety matress.

Can life get any better?

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