Wordless Wishgranter (Patreon)

Found myself in a small, doorless room adorned with sequins and silky cushions with unlimited sherbet and tea. I tried to call for help despite the golden gag in my mouth. A sudden rubbing sound was heard through the walls, and I felt my body rise into a small vent on the ceiling...

"Thank you for freeing me. I am Meg, genie of the lamp. You are granted three wishes."
"Uhhh...the curator's going to be upset with me now."