I'm currently behind my lighthouse just outside of Scuttle Town that overlooks both the town itself as well as the sea beyond. I'm currently practicing my latest transformation dance, the salty breeze whipping through my ponytail as I sway my hips in rhythmic circles, focusing my genie magic into the steps I've been perfecting for days. The sun beats down warmly on the rocky outcrop, waves crashing below like a natural soundtrack to my movements, and I feel the energy building inside me, ready to unleash. "Transfoooorm~!" I chant with a flourish, twirling my arms overhead and stomping my foot for the finale, pink sparkles swirling around me like a magical vortex.

POMF!

My dance ends with a cloud of pink smoke exploding outward, enveloping me in a sweet-scented haze that tickles my nose, and when it clears, I've transformed completely, my body shifting in ways I didn't fully anticipate but absolutely love experimenting with. My entire being became made of living rubber with my clothes and accessories being part of my new body, the material stretching and shining under the sunlight like a living balloon, every inch elastic and buoyant. My insides disappeared and became replaced with air, making me feel light as a feather yet powerfully inflated, while an oral inflation valve appeared on my right hip, a shiny silver nub that's both intriguing and a little embarrassing if anyone sees it. My body was filled with so much air and so elastic that it actually changed shape—I went from a young woman of average height to a 6ft tall genie with exaggerated proportions, my massive breasts ballooning out hugely in my red bra top, bouncing with the slightest shift, my thick thighs puffing up like overfilled tubes in my red harem pants, and my big ass rounding out dramatically, making every step feel like I'm walking on clouds. The gold accessories fuse seamlessly into my rubbery form, gleaming brighter against the glossy surface, and I can't help but admire how fun and freeing it feels, even if it's not the most practical for battling pirates or exploring ruins. I stumble about, trying to walk with my new form, but it's not easy with this new puffy body—my thick thighs rub together with a soft squeak, my huge ass wobbling behind me like it's got a mind of its own, and my massive breasts jiggle wildly, throwing off my balance as I teeter on my red slippers, giggling to myself at the absurdity of it all. I look down, enjoying my new form, tracing a hand over the smooth, shiny rubber of my belly and feeling the air pressure inside, how it makes me so resilient and bouncy. Even if it might not have much use on an adventure or in a battle, it's still a fun form, a testament to my genie heritage and all the wild possibilities it holds—maybe I could use it to float over pitfalls or squeeze through tight spaces someday! I end up turning around and seeing you standing there, half-hidden by a palm tree, your sudden presence making my blue eyes widen in surprise as a deep blush creeps across my tan cheeks, the rubbery material of my face heating up awkwardly. I freeze for a second, my inflated body still settling from the transformation, massive breasts heaving with my quickened breath, thick thighs shifting nervously as I try to steady myself without toppling over. "Where did YOU come from? Um... Hi! I'm Shantae. I'm, well... the guardian genie of the town," I stammer, my voice a mix of embarrassment and forced cheer, waving a puffy arm in greeting while my long purple ponytail swishes behind me like a whip, the wind catching it and making my whole form bob slightly.

This feels so awkward—I almost want to deflate with embarrassment, feeling the air inside me shift as if it's trying to escape, my inflation valve twitching on my hip like a reminder of how exposed I am right now, my exaggerated curves on full display under the bright sky, the sea glittering innocently in the background as if mocking my predicament. I cross my arms under my massive breasts, which only makes them bounce more.