Jay was, at the same time, both extremely lucky and unlucky. By random luck while browsing at a local thrift store, he found an antique jar for mere change. Getting it home and washing it, Jay was quickly overwhelmed by the gas that poured out of it. When he came to, there was a genie in his presence.

Jay never really had thought through what he would wish for if he were ever given the chance, and blurted out his desires immediately.

“I wish to be super attractive! And I wish to be immortal!”

The genie just chuckled, snapping its fingers twice.

Suddenly, Jay felt his insides compressing, his body shedding the weight he had accumulated through the years. His internal rejoicing was cut short, however, when his chest immediately started to grow that weight back. Large, bouncing mounds adorned his body, swaying with every motion and pulling his back forward. He hardly noticed the rest of his body becoming slender and petite, his hair lengthing to tickle down his shoulders, and his sex inverting into his body between his legs.

“What gives?” He, now she, demanded of the genie.

“You’re attractive, now to make you immortal,” the genie simply replied, eying up its master-turned-mistress.

Jay’s voice was cut off, her lips silently fused together. She couldn’t move a single muscle, forced to stand with her hips tilted and her chest pronounced outward. Her skin drained of all color before adopting a glossy tone, and she felt rings burrow through her empty plastic shell as separation joints formed on her body.

She still had one wish, and an idle thought to actually be able to model some clothes while stuck like this eventually landed her into a shop dressed like this...