I almost laughed when I saw their faces. Ben, Amanda, Chris and Amy. Their faces were full of shock, and then it was like someone had snapped their fi...gers in front of their eyes, and then there they were. They were the most fake people I had ever seen. They immediately came up to me, hugging and kissing and talking. Amy and I were introduced, and she was completely different from the way I had pictured her. Instead of being a boyfriend stealing whore, as I pictured her when I had first heard. Aristotle was standing in my library, "You will need to refresh your body and learn how to protect it by changing its form." Aristotle said holding up a book."Some more future knowledge?" I asked him."Just precautionary I assure you, but I would also study this book." Aristotle said holding out a book to me, 'The effects of radiation and its counters.' Was the title ... but it was written by ME!I took the book and glanced at it, "How can this be?" I asked him."This was written by you following. It allowed her to move freely about into places she would have been too shy to venture into prior to her vaginal modification.One of those places was the large beer hall not far from her home. It was fairly benign during the daytime hours but after the sun went down it was another story entirely. Most of the unattached females in the village knew enough to avoid the place after dark because their very presence was an invitation to male attentions. She followed her silly sister there one night. “OK. Enough is enough, George. You really got me there for a moment. So come on out now.” After a minute of awkward silence and no appearance of George, she asked the genie, “How much did he pay you?” “No one has paid me. I am your genie. I am here to grant you three wishes.” He stood expressionless and at attention in front of her, his head nearly touching the rafters. “OK then. I’ll play,” still not believing that George wasn’t hiding somewhere in the attic. “For my first wish,” she smiled.