"What is it?" asked Jim.
"Duuuuh. Turn invisible and walk in some crowded place and see if anyone notices us. We could get into a movie for free, or see naked cheerleaders like you said... Anyway, let me try." Rick concentrated and... vanished out of existence, of course. Or at least he seemed to.
"Wow," said Jim. "You disappeared. You are, uh, still there, aren't you? As in, not just disintegrated?"
Rick said "I feel funny but I guess I'm--" and stopped and groaned. "Aaaaack!" Because the words came out in a rather higher pitched voice than he was used to. He felt his chest and there were breasts, and his hands, moving up and down on his sides, showed female curves and behind. And of course he knew what was in his pants just by the sensations of how his pants fit. "Jim, you idiot!"
"Who's that?" wondered Jim. "Is someone here?"
"Nobody's here!" exclaimed Rick. "Just me and you! Only you gave the genie ideas!"
"Ideas? Who are you?"
"I'm Rick! The damn genie made me into a girl. You just had to go say 'like Invisible Woman invisible'. You just had to give him a way to twist what we asked for."
"Wait a minute, so you're Rick, and you're a chick? What happens when you become visible again? Wouldn't you change back? I mean if the genie wanted to make us female when visible he'd have transformed us right then and there."
"You mean we're guys who turn into invisible women?"
"Yeah," said Jim, "at least try changing back and see what happens."
