"Granted, babe," the genie responds.
"And stop calling me that," you remark angrily, fed up with this genie.
"Is that your final wish, babe?" He jokes, clearly cracking himself up. You decide to not respond to his attempts to provoke you.
You attempt to turn into your old self, once again. You open your eyes and... you are still the sexy woman, which was something you never thought you would be disappointed to see.
"What is it this time?" You groan, prepared to hear his stupid loophole this time.
"You need a photo of who you want to turn into, babe," the genie replies.
You sigh, but this isn't too big of a restriction. You check your phone to search for a photo of yourself, but you gasp. All the photos which had you in them now have this bitch you are now where you were, meaning that you still were unable to tur back into yourself.
"It's still fine, there are plenty of other people you could turn into," you reassure yourself, but a quick internet search shows that everyone looks like this slut. You look at the genie, who you had not looked at since before the wish, is this whore as well.
"Well, babe, last wish time. What do you want now?