Kyle was a boy who only just turned 18 and was about to enter his first year of college. His wardrobe consists almost entirely of women's clothing, and he knew very well how to pull it off. His body was shorter than most other men, with softer features and wider hips.
He may have been teased for this in middle school, but things thankfully turned around in High School when he took pride in his girly look. It isn't really fun to tease someone if they are too proud to be offended.
Although today his pride has turned to vanity, and his girlfriend Debora seems to be a bit less interested in him. Kyle, much like a puppy, became desperate to regain her attention.
That was when Kyle came across a brass oil lamp in the beach, Debora out buying ice cream. He knew the stories of the genie's lamp, but thought it was all the imagination of Richard Francis Burton. Nonetheless, he brushed the sand off it for shits and giggles.
You can imagine the look of surprise on his face when a wispy image of a muscular Arabic woman in a veil came out. Apparently that genie stuff was true.
She floated before him, saying "I am the Djinn of the lamp, holder of cosmic power that can weave the cloth of reality. I will grant you three wishes: no more than that"
Kyle thought, realizing the possibilities were endless. Even if he screws up the first wish, he can very easily fix it on the next one. And so he smiled and said, "I wish..."
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