Your Wish is My Command

Jay: Wish to be Stronger 💪🏻

Jay's first few days as a woman were a nightmare. His clothes no longer fit, his voice sounded foreign, and walking in his smaller, curvier body was awkward. Going outside was worse—he felt exposed under the stares of strangers, especially when they lingered on his new figure.

Despite the discomfort, Jay couldn't deny the power he now held. His striking appearance turned heads wherever he went, and he noticed how people treated him differently. But it wasn't enough.

"This isn't what I wanted," he muttered to himself, counting down the hours until he could make his second wish.

———

After surviving a week of struggling to adjust, Jay was fed up. Walking felt awkward, his voice sounded foreign, and he hated the constant stares from strangers when he ventured outside.

Still, this isn't what he had wanted. Jay was sick of always being the scrawny guy, and being a woman wasn't solving that issue! He needed muscles, he needed strength!

Exactly on the one week mark, the lamp begin to emit a bright glow as Zahra once again emerged from her slumber. "Oh hello Jay, my you are looking lovely today! Did you do something new with your hair?"

"Listen up, Zahra," he said, glaring at the genie lounging on his couch. "Okay so let me be more clear this time around, I wish I was stronger—physically strong, like a bodybuilder."

Zahra's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh is it strength you wanted? Coming right up."

The golden light engulfed Jay again, but this time, it wasn't gentle. His muscles burned as they grew, his arms bulging with defined biceps and triceps. His shoulders broadened slightly, and his thighs thickened with powerful muscle. His abs tightened into a chiseled six-pack, and his posture straightened, exuding raw power.

When the glow faded, Jay gawked at his reflection.

"Zahra, why am I still a woman?" Jay squealed.

Zahra retorted by raising an eyebrow. "You asked to be stronger, Jay, not to be a man again."

"You should have known that's what I wanted! I never asked to be a woman in the first place! Why would I want to be one now?" Jay screamed.

"Perhaps your week long walk through femininity had changed your mind. It certainly seemed like you were enjoying it more in my eyes."

His face was still soft and feminine, framed by his long hair, but now his body was an intense mix of curves and muscle.

"I look like a freaking superhero!" Jay exclaimed, his tone a mix of awe and frustration. He flexed his arm, watching the muscle ripple beneath his smooth skin.

"Exactly," Zahra said with a grin. "Strength and beauty, all in one."

"I look ridiculous!" Jay groaned. "All I wanted was to be normal again! Not to be some Wonder Woman knock off!"

"Well perhaps you should think of your words before you say them," Zahra countered. "You only have one wish left. Make sure you think about what you're going to say. Until then- Too-da-loo!"

And just like that, Jay was left alone starring at his new stranger of a self. "One more week." He sighed. "One more week..."