Granted out of habit (Shantae beach body Tg) Draft (Patreon)

“Damn. And these guys really didn’t notice that their wishes might be misinterpreted?” Dillon asked the magical floating woman who looked like she had one of the worst weeks of her life behind her. And she just groaned as she rolled her eyes and moved her hands to hold her head as she couldn’t even keep up with her own shaking of her head.

“Yeah. Those humans always wish for the most stupid things without even sparing a simple thought about what might happen as a result of that wish. Like I have been a genie for a very VERY long time, and Humans just keep devolving with every wish they make apparently.” She complained, to which Dillon could pretty immediately tell that this girl desperately needed a vacation of some kind. The type even a genie could enjoy, you know.

Then she took one more deep breath and looked at Dillon like she had just given up on everything in her life. “But let’s make it official. Hello there human, my name is Jalira. I did not just complain to you about my life and we have in fact never talked before. We are just here for simple business. You know the drill. I am a genie, you rubbed my ring. That means you have between one and three wishes you can ask from me, depending on stuff that I won’t bother explaining right now. Now could you quickly make your wishes that lead to your downfall even with the best of my efforts so that we can move on and be done with it?”

“Oh, don’t worry miss Jalira. I knew what to wish for for a while now and I have thought it through so much that I am sure that there really isn’t much space to misinterpret stuff.” Dillon assured.

“Aha.” Jalira let out, clearly not believing a word he just said.

“You ready? I wish for an ideal beach body that is both powerful so that all men are jealous of my strength and attractive enough to impress all girls there.” Dillon declared proudly. He really had thought this through multiple times and didn’t really see how this would lead to a surprising outcome. However…

“I knew it…” Jalira sighed, shocking Dillon immediately trying frantically to find out where he made the mistake. Yet he didn’t really come up with anything.

“Err… Did I miss something…?” He asked, just to make sure.

“Did you miss something? Are you serious?” Jalira shouted, seemingly even more upset than before. Although this time her sign turned into borderline anger as she said. “You know what? Fine! I am not trying anymore. You want an extremely attractive, buxomous and voluptuous body that makes every boy stare? You shall have it!”

SNAP

“But I didn’t…Ack!” Before Dillon could even manage a full response, Jalira had already snapped her fingers, which also immediately caused Dillon to be surrounded by purple fog like clouds. And it was only a few moments later, before his body started to involuntarily shift.

The most striking feature that got reduced pretty much at the very start was his height, as he honestly felt like the clouds were piling up on his head only to push him down without him being able to bend his legs. The result was Dillon to shrink from his respectable 1,8 meters tall all the way down to 1,6 meters, causing the whole world to appear a lot bigger than it was before.

And even his proportions didn’t quite stay the same either, as very quickly he could feel his limbs being pressed and massaged by that mist, yet with very different results. His arms for one seemed to lose what little defined muscles could be seen in them to give them a very slender appearance, while on the other hand it almost seemed like those leftover muscles flowed straight into his legs.

Though even that didn’t seem completely accurate, as even the muscles in his legs quickly got drowned out by the plush that was spreading down there. And that stream from his arms seemingly only went to further the overwhelming plush of his legs, which was also the time where Dillon noticed something else.

His legs that could even be described with thicc at that point… were surprisingly void of hair. In fact, all of his body was, if you ignore the eyebrows and hair on his head, there really wasn’t much hair left. And that only caused to accentuate the fact that all of his skin was so much smoother than it had ever been before.

“Hey Jalira wait! I didn’t wish for that! I just wanted…Uff!” Dillon tried to say, before the air was quite literally forced out of his lungs by his waist being compressed from all sides. And while breathing seemed to become easier again with time, because the mist definitely wasn’t letting up, it could have only meant that his waist was undergoing some permanent shrinkage.

“Yeah, yeah. I know. I don’t need to hear it again. You want to be a genie so that you are stronger than any human men while not being bound by a ring like me. Half Genie race change coming right up…” Jalira sighed, snapping her fingers again.

And immediately all the mist crawled up Dillons body rapidly starting from the tips of his toes all the way up to his head, seemingly toning his skin as it went up. From his usual very light skin was quickly nothing left to be seen, as everything the mist touched changed into a very exotic caramel color, quickly giving Dillon a very foreign look.

Though the mist decided to stay a bit longer at his head, as it seemingly had a lot more to do up there than over the rest of his body. At that point he just felt like everything was being pulled on his head and into all directions no less, though the worst offenders were definitely his hair, ears and his cheeks.

And while his hair was being pulled out into unreasonable lengths as it grew past his back and then even his butt, and while his ears were definitely being formed into very inhuman and more elf like ways, when the mist finally let go of his cheeks, the clapped into his face with a comically loud snap, which also felt to him like his entire face was reshaped in that very moment, even if he had no way of checking that at the moment. Though from his first few touches with his hands he could already tell that a lot of things were off with his face.

Though he had barely enough time to process what had happened to his head, when Jalira once again spoke up in her upset and disappointed tone. “Oh, and I haven’t forgotten the part where you wanted to outdo every other girl on every beach you could potentially go to, I have just saved it for the very end!”

SNAP

And with that snap the mist immediately rushed to three specific regions, those being Dillons chest, his ass and his most precious spot. And then the entire thing became a slow push dynamic, where a little bit more pressure on his manhood correlated to his ass and chest gaining a considerable amount of volume.

When his manhood was reduced to no more than half its original size, Dillon’s breasts had already reached a perky C-cup. And when it reached a quarter the size, his ass was literally large enough that he could feel it starting to bounce just like his chest. At the end of it all, the mist gave it one last push on the crotch, turning it inside out to form a fresh new slit right in the middle, and also pushing his now alluring ass backwards and his eyemagnet breasts forward in a pose that could only be described as seductive. And it didn’t help that Dillon was also panting in a very erotic voice right then.

“There you have it. Exactly like you wanted it! Hmpf. See you hopefully never again!” Jalira huffed and then teleported away, completely abruptly and without giving Dillon even the slightest chance to respond to anything.

And after like fifteen minutes of the reality sinking in, she couldn’t help but ask out loud to the spot where Jalira was just a few minutes ago. “...and what am I supposed to do now…?”

— one week later —

“Uhm… hello again… Dahlia, right?” Jalira asked, looking really, REALLY nervous as she spoke.

“Yup, that’s what I am called now~” The girl raised her sunglasses as she sat up on her beachmat and took a sip from the cocktail next to her. “I didn’t think you would show up again. To what do I owe this honor, miss bad week genie?”

“Err… sooo… I looked over the list of the wishes I granted lately, and noticed that there was one relatively well formed wish, which I didn’t remember granting at all. Yet it was prescribed as granted in my list, so i just wanted to check in and see what I did and… erm…” Jalira started to ramble towards the end, to which Dahlia took the chance to interrupt.

“Now you noticed that you completely fucked up my wish in every way?” Dahlia finished the sentence with a smile that could literally have meant anything.

“...I am very sorry.” was all Jalira managed to bring out.

“Meh, it's fine. It should have been me who needed to be more careful.” Dahlia shrugged her shoulders while taking another sip from her drink as Jalira just looked at her in awe. “After all, I should have guessed that such a vague wish would leave me as a smoking hot half genie babe~”

“It… what? No! I don’t even know how I was able to grant that wish as…” Jalira wanted to say, but…

“You fulfilled all my wishes. As a half genie, I am definitely stronger than any man here and I do indeed make them jealous with my magically enhanced strength. And I get why you turned me into a half genie as you can’t give me the same power level as you have yourself. And my body is definitely hot enough that every girl turns their eyes. As such, what you granted definitely fulfilled all of my requirements~” Dahlia explained, before giving Jalira a big smile and a heartful wink.

“I should know, I am half a genie now too after all~”

—

Come on! Give me one person, just one person who can make a normal wish! I would give anything for just one normal wish from someone…

- a very desperate genie

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