In the friend's car

"You know, when I was a kid-" the professor chuckled awkwardly while driving the car down the bumpy road through the rain-soaked jungle.

"Dad! Please!" Izzy moaned loudly with a teenager's insolence, rolling her eyes and leaning back in her seat. She crossed her arms tightly and looked out the window of the jeep as it roared slowly through the foliage. "When are we finally going to get to this stupid place anyway?" she complained again.

"Language, sweetie," her mother interjected, also visibly annoyed, didn't notice that her daughter suddenly froze, her eyes wide. "Your behavior is simply shameful." she finished and looked at her daughter's reaction.

"...What the fuck...?" came quietly after a few moments of silence.

"Isabelle! " the woman scolded her daughter, and then her husband looked in the rear view mirror. Isabelle was staring at her hands and arms, as if she didn't recognize them. Then sharply looked down and grabbed the soft mounds on her chest, hidden under the red top.

"Aah!!" she exhaled a nervous cry and moved her palms off her body. "Boobs?! Hair?! What the fuck is this?!" She started touching her face, legs, stomach, hair.

"Izzy, that's enough," her mother turned, trying to find a way to stop her, but Izzy only panicked harder when her gaze met her mother.

"Angie?!" she paused briefly and quickly looked at her father "Robert?!? Why are you both here and what the hell happened to me?! Why am I a fucking girl?" She panicked more.

"That's not funny, Isabelle!" Her mother lost control at once and exploded "I don't know what kind of sick joke this is, but if you don't start being a normal daughter we will have a very serious conversation!"

"I'm Isaac, your colleague from... wait, daughter?! Are you crazy?!" She was clearly shocked and perplexed, as was everyone else in the car. "So you're saying that you think I'm your daughter? Isn't that fucking weird to you at all?"

"God, honey, stop the car and let's get her out," said the girl's mother to her husband, having already begun to turn in his direction to nag him.

"Wait! Honey!? You hate each other!" then she stopped as if she remembering something and whispered uncertainly. "Damn... my wishes, damn, fucking bullshit" she muttered softly, feeling how her boobs swung softly and how the straps of her top pulled against her shoulders from a car, driving on the uneven road. "I wish that everything would be as it was before!" she shouted desperately, but it made no difference.

"Who did you wish anything to, young lady?" The man driving the car spoke with a displeased expression, thinking his daughter was joking. "What do you mean, 'before'?"

Isabelle's heart began to beat frantically and she panicked more and more. Five minutes ago she was Isaac - a thirty-year-old guy working for her father in his university research group. He found a magic lamp and rubbed it, thinking it was all some kind of prank and wished 'that his boss would appreciate him and Angie, his colleague, would love him' and then suddenly ended up in a jeep in a girl's body.

"But it can't be..." the girl said softly, shaking her head. She noticed shine of the metal lamp through her bag and reached out her hand, feeling smoth surface of a magical artifact. It was definitely that lamp. Her heart raced wildly, thoughts swirling in her head, everything was just crazy.

"I wish that everything will go back as it was, oh shit, no! I-" she suddenly stopped and froze, realizing that everything around changed again, like it was before her last wish. She can't move or speak as she watches how fog is gradually filling the interior of the car. When everything is thickened, she started felt how something heavy starts pressing against her back. Only when fog goes away and everything dissappears does she realize that now she is sitting in another car in the arms of a guy in the back seat of some car.

"I told, that it's not cool for me, okay?" he says loudly into the phone, squeezing Izzy tighter in the same time. "Yeah, of course... damn! Sure! Bye!" he hangs up angrily, throwing a phone away.

'What?! What again?!' Izzy thought, still feeling her new srange weight on her chest and hair that was falling on her shoulders. She abruptly freed herself from the guy's embrace, although it was not easy, and watched the slightly chubby face with a dumbstruck look. 'Fuck, he looks like that jackass - a son of that professor,' she remembered in panic. He stared back in surprise, his face twisted with disappointment.

"Mason?!" Izzy suddenly squealed, backing away. 'It's him! Oh no...'

"I prefer that you call me Mase, baby, or better Masy-babe, while we are dating," he smiled, leaning towards her. She felt his warm hand stroking her thigh gently. Izzy froze at that moment, her eyes wide when Mason kissed her plump lips passionately and pressed her head with his free hand, her tongue forcing its way into her mouth.

'Damn, damn... it was a second wish, yes... yes?' she thought, but she guessed that this was not the second, but the third and last wish of a magical lamp, which mean that now she really was that Isabel - daughter of Robert and Angela, and everything went back, which meant that she and her parents returned home and did not go on that trip to the jungle.