INTERIOR. APARTMENT. DAY.
As the scene begins a young GUY has rubbed a brass lamp and a genie has appeared, but this genie is no Barbara Eden. He's an older, scruffy-looking fellow wearing patched-up harem pants and a sequined vest that doesn't have much sparkle left.
GUY: Okay, genie. I'm ready for my three wishes!
GENIE: Sorry, pal, but actually you only get one. And speak up, would ya? After 25 years stuck in that echoey lamp, my hearing ain't so good.
GUY: One wish? Well, that's fine, I'll only need one. I wanna have power over men, and take over the whole world!
GENIE: Whatever you say, pal...
He snaps his fingers, and... POOF! A flash of smoke engulfs the GUY, and when it clears he's become a curvy showgirl in an over-the-top burlesque outfit. He runs his hands down his sides, looking swoony.
GUY: Oooh, I can feel the manly power coursing through my body! I feel so strong, so virile, so... (He glances down and sees himself.) What the heck?! Why am I a girl? And what's with this crazy outfit?
GENIE: I granted your wish... and gave you a makeover into a showgirl!
GUY: What?! No, you idiot, I said I wanted to take over the whole world, not --
GENIE: Happy to help, gorgeous. Now that I'm finally free, I'm off to Cancun. You better get going too... you've got a gig tonight down at the Velvet Vixen, and you don't wanna keep the boys waiting!
The GENIE vanishes. The GUY sputters, looking around helplessly, then he spots himself in a mirror. His eyes widen.
GUY: Wow. (He turns sideways, taking in his new curves.) Well, maybe I won't take over the whole world... but I'll definitely have power over men!
He gives his hips a tentative shimmy, making the dangling jewels of his outfit swing and sway. He bites his lip, not totally hating this...