Your Wish is My Command

Jay: The Old Lamp 🧞‍♀️

Jay wandered through the crowded flea market, idly scanning the tables piled high with knickknacks, old books, and tarnished trinkets. Among the clutter, a glint of gold caught his eye: a dusty, ornate lamp with intricate swirls carved into its surface. It was marked with the word "Zehra" in bold letters along the side. He picked it up, smirking at how cartoonishly "magical" it looked.

"Is this thing even for sale?" he asked the vendor.

The vendor waved dismissively. "Aww, that old thing? Take it. That one has always been... tricky... to get rid of."

Jay shrugged and walked away with his free prize. Later, at home, he set the lamp on his kitchen counter, chuckling at the ridiculous idea of it actually being magical. Out of idle curiosity, he rubbed it with his sleeve to clean it.

Suddenly, golden smoke erupted from the lamp, swirling around the room. Jay stumbled backward as the smoke coalesced into a stunning figure: a woman with glowing bronze skin, piercing golden eyes, and a cascade of shimmering, dark hair. She wore flowing robes that sparkled like the night sky. She was be all means an attractive woman.

"Finally!" the woman said, stretching as though she'd been cooped up for centuries. Her voice was smooth and rich, with a slight teasing lilt. "You've summoned me. I am Zahra, the Genie of the Lamp. Three wishes are yours to command."

Jay stared, his jaw dangling. "Wait... this is real? You're a real genie?"

Zahra raised an arched brow. "You rubbed the lamp, didn't you? Now, make your wishes, mortal. I don't have all day—or, well, eternity. And make sure you are careful with your words, I would hate for your wishes to have... unforeseen consequences."

Jay's shock quickly gave way to excitement. For years, he'd been unhappy with his scrawny frame, his awkward posture, and the acne scars on his face. He glanced at Zahra, who stood with effortless poise, exuding confidence and beauty.

"I know what I want," he said, puffing out his chest. "I wish I had the perfect body!"

Zahra's lips curled into a sly smile. "Your wish is my command."

She snapped her fingers, and golden light sprung from her hands engulfing Jay entirely.