You didn't know if it was this body's natural hormones, the sensation of being in a female body, or that Ms. Parsons (who refused to answer to any name, but yours) knows exactly how to pleasure a women, but this was the greatest sex you have ever had. (and you pride your skills in the bed room.)
You did it right there on your couch. You have had sex on it before with your girlfriend May, and your Ex Zoe, but this was different. This was almost inspiring. You thought that if you were always this good in the sack, you can understand why you have never had trouble having long lasting relationships.
Apparently this body was not use to that kind of physical action, because you passed out in the arms of your former body.
You would wake up, but unlike last time you woke up in this body, you could see clearly. You looked around and you were no longer on the couch in your living room, but on the largest bed you have ever seen, in a massive bedroom which you could never afford.
You focus on the room around you, changes to the focus on yourself. You were no longer
wearing that hoodie you came over to the apartment wearing, but Blue Lingerie. Looking at your arms they were far more tan then those of What's her Name's were earlier. Over closer inspection your boobs were bigger and you had to say that the former geeky neighbor was now a Total Knockout.
The door to the bedroom opens and in walks your former body. Your jaw drops as you see former self. Which now was far more muscular then it had ever been. "Well my dear, how do you like what I did with the place?"
You glare at your former body "You wasted your last two wishes?!?!?" "No, but I did use them
honey." your old self says with a smug grin. "What!?!?" you scream. "Don't worry, I have it all under control." "I'm stuck as you?" you groan. "Yes, but as a version of me in peak condition, we're going to look this way for decades." "Oh no!" you moan before you start crying in to the pillow of the bed.
Your former body start patting you on your back. "Shhh, don't worry baby. With the help of your old friend Abigail, I had her write up a wish that had the genie establish a new timeline in which I was born into a billionaire family, and you are now my trophy wife. You are never going to have to work again. We get to live happily ever after. Isn't that Great?!?!?"