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On the fifth day, you received a mysterious package. You didn't remember ordering anything, but it was your name and adress on the package. Shrugging it off, you opened the package to be met with a pair of latex short shorts? 'Must have been a prank' you mutter, and throw them into a corner of your room, to be forgotten.

But it wasn't, it couldn't be forgotten. Thoughts of the shorts filled your mind, you couldn't focus on anything else. You knew what had to be done. Running into the bathroom, you started gooning it sexual style. Whilst you were doing so whispers filled your head. At first they were quiet, but as you came closer to completion they grew into shouts, until just as you were about to come you heard a mighty booming voice shouting 'RELEASE ME!' Coming, you felt your body shift alongside your mind.. As it turns out, the genie had been scheming, thinking of a way to escape eternal servitude. The shorts were just a way to escape, a conduit so he could enter your mind, and eventually your body. Infuriated by its emptiness, the lamp took your soul to fill it's vacuum, making you the new genie.

After a while, you were summoned by yourself, well, your genie-self. She didn't have a wish, she just wanted to make sure you saw her putting on those shorts. those damned shorts.