you build up the courage to rub the supposed magic lamp. Things seem creepy enough that it's probably true, and you have always harbored a desire to change your size.
You rub.
Once. nothing.
Twice. nothing.
Three Times. Still nothing...until a spurt of smoke comes flying out of the nozzel, and you drop the lamp due to increasing heat. The smoke starts to take on a shape, and you see a woman, in her early 20's wearing a harem outfit standing before you.
"Hello, young traveler, My name is Isabell, I am the Size Genie. I can grant anywish you have about changing the size of your body. I can make you as tall as a building, or a small as a bug, and its all up to you, but my powers are limited to size change, due to an accident by my first master. He made me into a genie, but did the spell wrong, so I shrank him out existance. He is probably no more than a dust mite now. now to begin, you have as many wishes as you will, i am yours to command, and when you have had your fill, i will go back into the lamp to await you, or another master. What do you wish?
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