It's right fucking there!

It only took a moment for Carla to spot the lamp wedged in a corner where it had been kicked in the confusion. A little careful rubbing and Suzanne soon stood before her once more still wear nothing but a smug expression.

"There you are," Carla snapped "what the hell did you do, why am I a girl?"

"I simply granted your wish, Mistress," the blonde woman answered with a smirk.

"My wish? How the hell is giving me porn star jugs granting my wish?" Carla demanded hefting the mammories in question for emphasis.

"You wished to bed the charming young woman, no? You wished that she would lust for you and offer herself to you, which she has most certainly done. I fail to see the difficulty."

"The difficulty, you supercilious tart, is I no longer have the equipment with which to fuck! Why the hell did you think giving me a cunt is what I wanted?"

"I'll thank you to keep a civil tone young lady," Suzanne snapped back her air of wry amusement vanishing "You wished this Hailey would find you sexy, I made you sexy for her. It's not my fault you chose to seduce a lesbian. Or perhaps you'd rather I'd changed her for you? Reached into her soul and twisted it until it she was no longer herself but instead who you imagined her to be in your adolescent fantasies?"

Carla swallowed hard as her genie's eyes flashed with cold fire. She had a distinct feeling that continuing to yell at the older woman would end badly for her so she decided to take a different tack.

"Please genie, Suzanne, just change me back. I like women but I've never wanted to be one."

Suzanne's expression softened and for a moment Carla dared to hope she'll relent but instead she shook her head.

"No, I'm sorry but I can't. It seems that I'm am **** to obey you as long as you posses that lamp and I am bound to it but I can't grant you another wish until this one has run its course or until a full lunar cycle has passed."

"But..." Carla starts to ask another question but Suzanne cuts her off.

"Yes, yes, there are a lot of rules. Do you want to stand here all day arguing with me about them or do you want that nice redheaded dyke to lick your clam?" Suzanne takes Carla's crimson blush as agreement and began shooing her out the door, "Good the sooner you get your jollies the sooner we can start working on getting us both back to normal"

Banished from her own room Carla found herself stood in the hall wondering if could really go through with this...