Quickly you realise something is very wrong. Your family frolic and play with the genie. But seem oblivious as if you aren't part of the family.
The family knew about Jeanie, and were happy to invite her to join in the family fun. However, you were further down the beach, and on your own.
Jeanie's nose crinkled playfully, and she smiled at you. At least, she's still your genie you think.
But as you go to step towards her a rush of sensations tell you of genie's prank. Your body is female... Abundantly so!
You're wearing your favourite soccer top, but beneath that nothing beyond a one-piece swimsuit. A scowl crumples your forehead, and you want to stomp angrily towards the genie and demand she fixes this... Immediately!
"This was the image in your head." Her voice sounds in your ears, as if she's by your side.
The words sincere, make you want to squirm. Shots of Ipanema Beach, and bikini straining beauties did fill your fantasies! The thongs dividing magnificent arses. Blushing you realise you're far more womanly than Jeanie! Your cheeks burn with shame.
"This was my idea for your body.... Yours! Not mine!"
You stamp one bare foot in frustration in the sand. The impact absorbed and silent, your rage as impotent as you currently feel.
Your slim fingers clench tightly to the bottle, slender and feminine at the end of scrawny arms. You doubt you could break the bottle with these useless womanly digits.
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