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The First Law
By Ezekiel Smith
James Bodie was a six-foot 250 pound Louisiana Redneck.
While some of that upbringing are fine people, Bodie was
most definitely not. A mean spirited, angry, abusive man,
Bodie stormed through his life like a perpetually boiling
kettle. Full of steam and ready to blow at any moment.
The worst of it was, though, Bodie hit women. He enjoyed
it. The feeling of power it gave him was almost orgasmic. In
fact, after hitting a woman, he often followed up with the
classic rape. Earlier in the evening he had been over to
Simone's house for a little fun and games. The bitch hadn't
wanted to put out, so Bodie had forced the issue.
He'd taken what he wanted from her and then left with her
screaming in his ears: "You'll get yours Jim Bodie. If there's
any justice in this world or the next, you'll get yours."
Bodie had laughed at her and left. As he left he said "There
is no justice in this world and I don't believe in the next. See
ya, bitch!" With that, Bodie left, laughing at what he
considered foolishness.
***
There was a flash of light and Bodie found himself in an
round room, with a sourceless light. In the middle of that
room, calmly regarding him was a small well groomed man
dressed in a dark gray suit, white shirt, and a blood red tie.
There was a pin on his lapel that resembled a gavel and a red
handkerchief came from the top of his breast pocket.
"Who the fuck are you?" Bodie demanded. He also
wondered where he was, but he wasn't going to give the
little prick in front of him the satisfaction of asking that old
question.
"I'm an agent sent to right a wrong. You may call me
Parseval."
Bodie laughed, "Parseval? What the fuck kind of name is
that?"
"That doesn't matter. Simone sent me."
Bodie stared. "Simone? How the fuck do you know
Simone?"
Parseval ignored his question.
"She said you'd been... hitting her. Is that true, James?"
Through clenched teeth, Bodie said "I said, how the fuck do
you know Simone?"
Again, Parseval ignored the question and regarded him with
cold eyes.
"James, I find your lack of cooperation to be most
distressing."
"So what? You the law, or something?"
Parseval looked at Bodie as if he had just crawled from
under a rock.
"I think I would qualify under the 'or something' category."
Bodie looked at him uncomprehendingly.
"You see, James, Simone called me when she asked for
Justice. I work for Justice. As you do not seem to want to
cooperate, I will be forced to use more... direct methods."
Parseval made a gesture and Bodie found himself unable to
move or speak. Parseval made another gesture and Bodie
found himself sinking to his knees.
"You are under a geas. From this point in time, until I am
done with my questions and release you, you will be unable
to do anything but speak the truth. Do you understand?"
Bodie tried to remain silent, but felt an unbearable
compulsion to answer.
"Yes, I understand."
"Capital. First, did you strike Simone earlier this evening?"
Bodie tried to keep quiet, but again could not.
"Yeah, I did. The bitch deserved it."
"After you struck her, did you rape her?"
Bodie laughed "You can't rape the willing."
"But she wasn't willing was she?"
"That bitch is always holding out on me. I took what I
wanted."
Parseval repeated his earlier gesture and Bodie felt himself
freed. He got to his feet.
"Very well then, I've heard a confession from your own lips.
I'm now ready to pronounce sentence..."
"Wait a fucking minute! What do you mean you're ready to
pronounce sentence? What did I do?"
"By your own word, you struck and raped a woman."
"That confession was obtained illegally! You can't use it
against me. I didn't have my lawyer with me!"
Parseval laughed, "James, you seem to be under the mistaken
belief you're in America. You're not. You gave a confession
under a truth geas. Here, that has validity."
Bodie shrugged. "All right then, I did it. I don't see what a
pencil-necked motherfucker like you is going to do about it
though. Boy, I'm gonna make you wish you'd never brought
me here. I'm gonna make you wish you'd never even heard
of James Bodie."
Bodie advanced on Parseval, who regarded him amusedly.
"I already wish I'd never heard of James Bodie. You sicken
me. Justice will be served."
Bodie advanced on Parseval, cracking his knuckles. As he
got closer to Parseval, he considered his options. Generally,
he started out with a kick in the balls, but he wanted to take
his time with this asshole.
Bodie towered over Parseval by a good seven inches. He
glared menacingly down his nose at the smaller man. Bodie
drew back his right hand, balled it into a fist and prepared to
launch a blow that would at knock a few teeth and quite a bit
of attitude from the smaller man.
"That is enough, James."
Again, Bodie couldn't move.
"James Bodie, by your own word, under geas and free, you
have confessed to striking and raping a woman. I will now
pronouncing sentence. You will become that which you
have denigrated. You will go forth from this place in the
form of a woman. While in that form, I can guarantee you
that you will suffer the same indignities that you have
inflicted on your soon to be sisters."
Parseval looked sternly up at Bodie.
"You see, James, there is Justice in this world and it does
follow through to the next. In the name of Justice the
sentence will be carried out. Now."
Bodie felt very warm. Sweat poured from his body. The
changes were very slow at first. He got slightly smaller. His
arms became slender. His hair grew. He got slightly smaller.
His hips expanded. His hands narrowed. He got slightly
smaller. He grew breasts. The breasts got larger. The
texture of the light changed from his perspective as his eyes
went from brown to blue. He got slightly smaller.
Then the changes sped up. He shrunk six inches. His
clothes changed from a t-shirt and jeans to a miniskirt and
halter top. His breasts grew quickly to a double D. His
beard fell out. Finally, his penis withered away and a vagina
formed in its place.
Bodie screamed. He meant to bellow, but at five feet tall,
100 pounds, it wasn't very impressive.
"What have you done to me?"
"You have started your sentence."
"No! Change me back! I've learned my lesson! Please
change me back!"
"Quite impossible. You see, my dear the laws of magic are
bound by the laws of physics and Justice. Are you familiar
with the Laws of Thermodynamics?"
Bodie only stared at him.
"The First Law states that energy can neither be created or
destroyed. I could not change you from James to... oh dear,
what do I call you now? James is hardly appropriate... no
matter, we'll deal with that in a moment. As I was saying, it
is because of the first law that I cannot change you back,
even if I was inclined to do so. It would take too much
energy."
"What do you mean, take too much energy? It took a hell of
a lot of energy to make me this way!"
"Indeed it did. That's why you are now five feet 100 pounds
instead of six feet 250 pounds. If I was to change you back,
where would I get the energy from?
This is moot, the sentence is begun. You are now known as
Jamie Bodie, trite I know, but you should respond to it.
You are a 20 year old stripper in New Orleans.
Your... handler, shall we say, handles you too much."
"Justice is served."
There was a flash and Jamie found herself in a smoky room
with a stage and a pole. She, was dressed only in pasties and
a g-string. She climbed off the pole and stood there
dumbfounded as the "clients" began to boo.
"Come on, bitch, take it off!"
"Ah didn't pay 20 bucks to sit here and watch you stare at
us!"
Jamie ran from the stage, crying. She couldn't believe it.
"She" was crying! A rough hand grabbed her arm and
dragged her into a room.
"What the fuck is your problem?"
Jamie stared at the six foot tall man standing in front of her.
"I said, what the FUCK is your problem, bitch? You just
cost me money."
He struck her sharply across the mouth.
"I see it's time for another lesson."
He grabbed her g-string and ripped it from her body. Then
he undid his pants.
"I guess you'll never learn, will you bitch?"
He entered her roughly and had his way. When he was
finished, he threw her aside, leaned close to her face and
whispered:
"Justice is served."
2001 Ezekiel Smith
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