Cam sat heavily on the plush velvet chair of his dressing room, rubbing his sore feet after removing the tall, glittering high heels. He was finally alone in the room he rented above the strip club, and he finally felt a sense of relief. The shoes, which had once been a symbol of his newfound sexuality, now seemed to be just another source of discomfort in a life filled with unforeseen twists that got worse with every passing day.
Just a month ago, life had been ordinary. Cam had never been the center of attention, and he secretly yearned for the thrill of popularity. Then, the improbable had occurred – something that wasn’t normal. In the dusty attic of his grandmother’s old house, Cam discovered an ornate lamp that seemingly glowed when he held it. It was more intricate and beautiful than anything he had ever seen. Without even thinking, he rubbed it to make it shinier, half expecting nothing to happen.
The ensuing cloud of blue smoke and the sudden appearance of the genie were more shocking than Cam could have imagined. With a promise of three wishes, Cam, in a moment of impulsiveness, asked to be more popular. He would get what he wanted, but at the cost of everything. He expected to maybe wake up as a popular kid with countless friends. He expected at least a girlfriend. But what he hadn’t anticipated was the genie's particular interpretation of his wish. It didn’t take long before he learned that the genie never granted accurate wishes.
He had awakened, not in his own bed, but in an unfamiliar room filled with frills and satin. Everything felt different. As he sat up, he realized that he was in a completely different body. He woke up in a woman’s body. He’d later learn that he was possessing a breathtakingly gorgeous stripper, celebrated and desired in her circles. He ended up finding all of her information through social media and her driver’s license. Her real name was definitely Kate, but her stripper name was Sugar.
Obviously, he was ecstatic at first. He never had a real job or the amount of cash she had in her safe. Being a girl and doing as he pleased would have brought out even the most depraved of thoughts. He ended up pretending to be her, and he loved the attention that came with her body. Cam was showered with attention, compliments, and admirers. People clamored to talk to him at the strip club, and his coworkers were chill to hang around. The dancing, the lights, and the energy of the stage became a drug that kept him coming back for more. Day by day, his masculinity faded, and he enjoyed his newfound identity alongside others with depraved, lustful desires.
But as the days turned into weeks, the novelty began to fade. The constant gaze of strangers began to feel invasive rather than flattering. The pressure to maintain an impeccable appearance at all times was suffocating. The way people treated Kate, with either blatant objectification or concealed envy, made Cam long for the simple invisibility of his old life.
He began to realize that the beauty and allure that made Kate popular came with its own set of challenges and burdens. Unfortunately, the genie's lamp had vanished as mysteriously as it had appeared. He later learned after reading books at his local library that some genies disappeared after a set period of time to find a new master to serve.