Iām a thin good looking guy that sings in a punk band and does stand up. I wish I was a pear shaped SSBBW. I donāt want my life to change other then that.
The genie idly waves his hand and says ādont want it to change? Fine then. Itāll stay the same.
As your vision clears you look around and see the inside of a dimly lit club with a few folks sitting enjoying their drinks and staring at you. Pretty quickly you realize that you are in your local comedy club and you excitedly start your routine. Oddly enough you notice some of your old jokes and one liners donāt seem to work as well in your new female form but you finish your set to a polite applause and clomp off of the stage still unused to your new weight.
You make a B-line for the bathrooms before pausing at the mens room door for a moment before entering the womenās room and locking the door. You turn and face the mirror and realize that your wish has been granted and you giggle with delight as the sexy BBW in the mirror follows your movements, probing your fat thighs and arms, hefting your large breasts and marveling at their weight. You notice a small black purse and open it, removing your wallet you look at your drivers license and read the name Jennifer Morcum and a different address on your license. "That damn Genie!ā You seethe āi said I didnt want anything else in my life to change!ā
Just then you hear a familiar name announced over the clubs sound system announcing the next comedian. As you exit the womenās room you look up towards the stage and seeā¦.youā¦.the old you from before you met the genie starting into his act and you gasp realizing what happened.
The genie smiled and sipped his drink in the back of the club. āWell, your life didnāt change, but you also arenāt you anymore. Not bad wish granting if I do say so myself.ā
