Arabian nights (Patreon)

- madha faealt bi bihaqi aljahimi - What the fuck have you done to me?)

Charlie stood in shock in an unknown apartment in which he had just found himself. The long hair touched his shoulders, and the strange weight of his new boobs was only slightly lighter from the support he had with his hand. The delicate smooth skin of his hands hurt a little from touching his long nails, but Charlie did not think about it at that moment.

- Damn, I'm sorry, I don't understand you, but I think you will understand everything anyway

The genie spoke with a laugh, watching Charlie's displeased face.

- tahduth al'iinjiliziat, 'ayuha alshiqiu alearabiu! - Speak English, you Arabian brat!

The genie snapped his fingers saying

“I don’t know what you said there, but will it be clearer for you now?”

- Of course! Why did you say some kind of gibberish !? Oh, okay, it doesn't matter. What the fuck have you done to me? Why did you turn me into a woman and where the hell are we !?

- Hush, hush, you shouldn't scream like that ... You will wake up the child in the next room and ... your husband will obviously be unhappy with this behavior

- What?! Who?! Bring me back quickly! This is not what I wanted!

- Why is it the same every time ... You mortals are always offended when I fulfill your stupid desires.

- I wanted to be rich!

“Oh ... no ... you said you didn't want to think about money anymore. And now your husband will think for you

- What?! What? But what the hell! Just change me back and that's it

- I'm afraid this is impossible, Zulfiya

- I'm not Zulfiya!

- Now yes. It's just because of me ... I have long wanted to visit my homeland in Baghdad ... But this is not the point ... The point is that I fulfilled everything. You wished not to think about money and I did it. You wished for a great body and now you have it. And of course, how can you do without a banal desire for sex ... Your husband will do it to you and you will have enough of this sex all the time ... Okay ... goodbye

- What?! No! Stop!

Under Charlie's shocked gaze, the genie simply disappeared into thin air, and gradually, instead of the genie, a silhouette of a man in Arabic clothes appeared in the room, who quickly threw a headscarf towards Charlie.

- Here you are. For the sake of Allah! Get dressed already. You can't walk at home like this!