Karyn's first thoughts treaded toward the vile and cruel. She wanted to turn Sarah into some clothes, or a dog. But those didn't seem cruel enough. Clothes could be beautiful, and dogs were loving. Even a Genie wasn't much of a punishment; at least, Karyn didn't think so.
On the other hand, there was the fact that, no matter what, Sarah would get two more wishes. If Karyn was too cruel on the first wish, Sarah had ample opprotunity to retaliate. The Genie realized that her best chance at vengeance was to make Sarah waste her first two wishes; she had to do something unexpected that would require a reversal. So, Karyn choose a more unique, but innocent, interpretation.
"Your wish is granted, my Mistress." Karyn announced, and the Genie and her master were instantly inside a grand house, filled with priceless antiques and beautiful decor. They stood at the foot of a breathtaking staircase. Except Sarah was now a child of about eight.
Well, not a child exactly. She was the size of a child, but still had a more adult appearance; more defined features, less childhood fat. She was closer to a miniature version of herself, minus developed breasts. Sarah wore white tennis shoes with sky blue laces and a long blue dress. Her hair was done up in pig tails.
Karyn expected Sarah to fly into a rage and make yet another dumb wish. Clearly, this was not what she envisioned. Instead, Karyn was shocked.
"Wow! This is so cool!" Sarah spun around a time or two before turning to Karyn, "For a beginner, you're a really good Genie. This --" Sarah looked at the grand house, "is wonderful, at least for the time being."
Karyn silently cursed herself, but to Sarah replied, "I merely obeyed your command, my Mistress. I deserve none of your praise."
"One thing, though. I'm like eight, and you;re still full grown. . ."
"A thousand apologies, Mistress," Karyn curtsied to Sarah, "I shall always remember my place beaneath you." The Genie swirled into her dust form and reappeared as a small plushie Genie, her upper half sticking out of her lamp.
"Better. Now, I assume you gave me a mountain of toys."
"Of course, Mistress, as is right for a Master as great as you." Karyn gagged at her words, even though they were spoken willingly. Sarah shrieked in joy and bounded up the stairs, lamp in hand.
Karyn consoled herself by knowing that Sarah would need to wish herself out of her predicament, and that everything would turn out right in the end. . .
