Unfortunate Wishers: Popular

Caleb skulked around the back of the antique shop while his grandma visited with the owner, one of her church friends. The sixteen year old teenage boy, lacking any friends to hang out with, had once again been relegated to keeping his grandmother company. Which meant spending the day in stuffy antique stores or in an old person clothing store. It sucked not being popular...But his self-pity session was interrupted as a stray beam of light caught a brassy surface on the nearby shelf. Caleb's eye was drawn toward it, grabbing the lamp and giving it a customary rub...causing a large and clearly magical purple man to appear in a cloud of smoke!

"Wow! I can't believe I found a magic lamp! This is SO cool!" Caleb said, pumping his fist in victory as he stared at the large, pruple man that had appeared when he'd just absent-mindedly rubbed the antique. Who knew that going antiqueing with his grandma would turn out so epic!

"Indeed. But good master, I am but a low genie, my powers are only good enough for one small wish! I cannot change the world, I cannot give you riches or make you all powerful. I can only change one minor aspect of your life!" Azid intoned, baiting the trap as he beheld the gangly, acne-faced teen boy. As usual the genie was drastically underplaying his powers in order to trick another poor mortal into a horrible fate they had never intended. And then he could feed off the misery, making him ever more powerful.

"What? Man, that's sort of lame..." Caleb's mood soured a bit at that. What good was a genie if he couldn't become, like, a superhero or the richest man on the planet Earth? He looked back at his grandma and the shop owner, who seemed oblivious to the giant purple man or his own outburst.

"Fear not, young master, our exchange is cloaked by magic. A master should not be interrupted when there are wishes to make, after all!" Azid said, and this time it was the truth...If only a version of it. He was actively keeping the old women from interferring with his latest victim. "Is there a girl you like? A group of children at your school you wish to befriend? You seem very lonely, master, if you are traveling with your elders instead of being outside with others of your age!" THAT seemed to draw the boy's attention, as the Djinn knew it would.

"Well...I'm not that popular and I'm not all that great at sports...Most people just leave me alone 'cuz I'm ugly..." Caleb muttered, his look of disappointment turning into sadness.

"A fine boy such as yourself SHOULD have a woman he can confide in, yes? Perhaps a lover?" Azid urged with a smile. Soon this blasted mortal child would blunder straight into the trap.

"N-no...I'm...Girls don't really like me and I don't really, um, know how to talk to them..." Caleb's face turned a shade of red before his eyes went wide and his face lit up once more with excitement, his eyes sparkling with hope, "OH! You can fix that! Oh man, Genie, I wish I was super popular with everyone at school and could talk and hang out with all the hot girls like the cheerleading team!"

"GRANTED!" Azid boomed, a wide, predator smile on his purple face as he clapped his hands together, releasing the magic that flowed into Caleb's small, puny form. It was not exactly the wish Azid had been planning to grant, but a twisted wish was a twisted wish!

The boy grew two inches in height as his pale skin gained a healthy tan, the acne boiling away in a blink and leaving flawless skin behind. Caleb's gangly, muscleless body began to firm up as muscles swelled beneath his new skin, giving him an athletic body. "Oh wow, this is so...cool?" Caleb exclaimed at first in excitement, which quickly changed to confusion as long blonde hair replaced his short, dark hair and flowed over his shoulders like a waterfall. He lifted a hand and tugged at his new sleek, smooth and silky locks only to find it suddenly shrinking and growing more slender! "Hey man, whats...happening?" Caleb's voice crackled and popped as it shot up several octaves and lost any trace of is masculinity. The next large change was from the generous pair of breasts that shot out of his torso like a pair of cannonballs.

"Oho, those will certainly make you popular, 'mistress'!" Azid laughed as he retreated back into the lamp. He didn't need to see where the rest of this was going. Besides, he could simply re-enact it with his lovely property that was alays waiting for him within his chosen vessel.

"Wait COME BACK!" Caleb screeched in his new voice, reaching for the lamp with his new tiny, manicured hands, but he found he couldn't reach it! No matter how hard he struggled against the new boobs or grunted with his new, feminine muscles, he couldn't reach it! And the changes continued even though he was now alone! The former boy gasped as a sharp pinch in his crotch followed by a strange warm, wetness signified that he had now switched to a she! His legs trembled as they grew shapely, attached to a pair of wide hips and a fine, firm buttocks that matched his new boobs! And finally Caleb's face changed, becoming the very pretty face of an eighteen year old girl, makeup and all! Caleb moved to touch face when the world spun around her! Instead of an old, dusty antique shop, he was now in the...school gym? And, oh god, he was wearing the cheerleading uniform of his school's cheerleading team!

"Okay Caitlyn! Get ready for launch!" The girls are giggled as they surrounded the startled looking blonde in the center of their group. This was the big finish to their cheer routine after all! It was sure to impress everyone, INCLUDING the basketball players! All those hunky guys needed to see how...flexible they were, afterall. And Caitlyn was their star flyer! She was SO lucky, the most popular girl in the school! Sure the other girls were jealous but they loved her anyway, she was so nice! And of course, all the boys were mad for her...

"What...I...OMG WAIT!" Caleb, now Caitlyn shrieked as she was involuntarily tossed into the air by the assembled cheer team, her body flailing wildly as she spun violently upwards. It was like moving from the antique shop to the gym all over again! And then she crashed to the ground with an alarming CRACK, followed by a chorus of alarmed screams as her vision went black. The next thing she knew was waking up in the hospital, with a crowd of very worried adults sitting around her. Two younger ones and two pairs of much older ones, all of them had tears in their eyes and went absolutely beserk with affection once Caleb...Or to them, Caitlyn, opened her baby blue eyes.

---Several Weeks Later---

"Okay Caitlyn, honey, smile!" The school photgrapher said sweetly to the still recovering head cheerleader. Her pretty face had recovered but the poor girl was still in the neckbrace...And under the strangest delusion that she wasn't supposed to be like this, that a 'genie had turned her from a boy to a girl'! The poor dear, everyone was just chalking it up to the head injury. So strange she had panicked during a routine though! The darling girl always knew them by heart!

And Caleb, now Caitlyn, daughter to two new parents she knew nother about, friends with people she had never been noticed by before, living a life that he, now she, didn't know how to live, simply did her best to smile in the restrictive brace. Despite still being a man on the inside, there was no way to get the lamp back, and so she had resigned herself to this new life. One where she was unfortunately attracted to boys and girly things. But Caitlyn (Ugh, what a girly name!) took some comfort in the fact that now, at least, she was hot and popular?