What do you wish for: Popniko

Holding the ticket in their hands, Popniko closes their eyes and begins to think about appearing before the genie. The number 71 appears on the ticket, and Popniko is instantly teleported in front of a genie.

“Welcome Popniko, you’re number Sevety-one, which means you're next up! I’m a magical orb genie, and I’m going to grant you one wish today! So please step up and tell me it!” With that, the genie waits for you to speak your wish.

“I wish to be a beautiful music box ballerina, dancing happily away!” The genie smiles. “You sure you don’t want to be a real ballerina? No? Okay, it’s your wish, if that’s how you want it, I’ll happily grant it for you.”

The genie flies off and looks at a few different orbs, she eventually finds one that pleases her and returns to Popniko with it. “Here’s your wish, I really hope you not having second thoughts, because it’s too late.”

The genie tosses the orb at Popniko and it disappears into them. “In a few moments, you’ll be a small wooden ballerina in a pretty little box.” Popniko looks at the genie and watches as she seemingly gets bigger and bigger.

That was due to them shrinking to about one inch tall. Their body began to change shape. Their arms and legs got slimmer, their waists shrank in, their hips popped out and their butt got a bit bigger.

Then two breasts started to form on their chest, not very big, but big enough to be noticeable in a tight dress. Speaking of, Popniko’s clothes began to shift around until a bright pink leotard with a big puffy tutu appeared around them.

Soft white leggings also appeared around their legs, and below them, a cute pair of ballet slippers appeared on their feet. Finally, their hair grew out a bit, put itself up with a hair clip that magically appeared, and secured itself firmly in place.

Popniko was admiring their new appearance when suddenly they got onto the tips of their toes. They looked at the genie, and the genie just smiled. Suddenly Popniko’s entire body was frozen in place.

Their body and clothing slowly changed until they were entirely made of wood. A small wooden base appeared at Popniko’s feet and now they were basically a small ballerina figurine, unable to move on their own.

“Well, you're definitely a ballerina now, but you’re not happily dancing away yet, and you don’t have a box. Lucky for you I have my own personal music box!” The genie lifted her hand and snapped her finger.

Suddenly a beautifully carved wooden box appeared in front of Popniko. She picked Popniko up and opened the box. Music began to play, and several other figures started to dance around. The genie turned the box off and found an empty spot.

She placed Popniko on the empty spot and used magic to stick them in place permanently. “I usually only put my enemies in here, but since you wanted to be one, I can’t help but take you for myself.”

The genie laughs and starts to turn the windup key. Once she does it seven or eight times she lets it go and Popniko starts moving around a premade path and starts to spin around and move side to side.

Music plays and Popniko along with a dozen other figurines dance happily away. The genie watches for a few minutes before another person appears in her realm. “Whelp, it’s time for me to go, and have fun.”

She closes the lid and snaps her fingers again sending Popniko and the box of captives who knows where. Popniko continues to dance around, despite the fact that the box is closed and no one is watching.

Popniko was happy though, they were happy to dance and they would eagerly await for their new owner to return and watch their beautiful display. It was a happy peaceful life, well for them at least, the captives in this box are another story.