Your eyes flutter open. Your alarm clock sounds, playing that Soulja Boy song Crank That that you still haven't changed.
Greg is not interesting. He never was. Never could be. He's a disappointment, through and through.
As you ponder this, the genie transforms you into a girl.
"What was that for?" You ask.
"You know what you did."
"What'd I do?"
"You *know* what you did."
"I... know. I did it. I gave Greg a good ending, and then I took it all away."
"What did it cost?"
"My balls."