Laulaia came over and wrapped her arms around my neck as I sulked in the warming of the spring. Pressing her soft chest tight against my back, she asked, “Is something wrong, my lord-husband? You seem upset for some reason.”

“Yeah. No. I don’t know.” Sighing deeply, I couldn’t exactly say how I was feeling. How does one go about whining over being an overly endowed, smooth-balled, giant, without coming across as being an unmanly loser? “Wasn’t I supposed to be able to do some sort of magic now?” I asked, trying to steer the conversation away from my own conflicted feelings.

“You can,” Laulaia assured me. “At least, according to the Lady of Life, you can now channel her essence.”

“How?” Stressing my one-word question, I tried to convey my utter lack of knowledge on the process.

“It should be as simple as offering up a prayer to the lady goddess, and asking for her assistance,” Laulaia laughed, slowly moving around to sit in my lap. Her soft body felt tiny and almost childlike pressed against the massive bulge that was my new man-frame. Can I even fit in her now, without breaking her in half?

“Stupid ass Casper, shine your damned essence down upon his young woman before me.” Placing my hand firmly atop Laulaia’s head, I waited for a miracle to happen before me.

“Can’t do it,” Casper laughed, merrily in my head. “You’re not my daughter. Only women channel what you call magic, in this realm.”

“God dammit!” I had to bite my lip so I wouldn’t unleash the string of vulgarities I was sending Casper in my mind, and ruin Laulaia’s opinion of me. Unfortunately, the more I cussed and cursed her in my head, the louder Casper’s laughter became. Apparently, the damn gods here don’t need blindly loyal zealots to praise them endlessly – or at least this damn god doesn’t.

“At least you’re honest with your feelings towards me,” Casper sang in my mind. “Your thoughts, your words, and your actions all match your heart. What more could a Mother ask from her children, than for them to be honest with Her? Of course, there shall be times when disagreements, and sometimes even discipline is called for, but why would a Mother ever be angered at hearing the truth from their child’s heart?”

“Then honestly, why are you such a pain in my ass?!” I couldn’t help but half scream my frustration towards Casper, with my thoughts. “I thought you wanted me to change this world’s damn habit of only women worshipping you! Why the hell do I have to be a woman to work magic, in your name?”

“If it’s a matter of life and death, I might overlook certain requirements,” Casper admitted, softly, “though you don’t need to teach others that Truth. People are fools and fools like to try to find loopholes and exploit them, and no Mother wants to feel like her children are sneaking around and ignoring Her rules. Since this isn’t a time of emergency, there’s no reason for me to bestow my power through you.”

“Fine.” Sighing deeply, I saw there wasn’t any point in arguing. “Why the hell can’t men channel magic, in this realm?” Even as I was concentrating on willing myself to become a woman, I had to ask.

“For the balance,” Casper answered, plainly enough. “Males are larger, stronger, and more physical than the females of your species. It was decided at the Divine Council that generally, only women will be blessed with the essence of creation.”

“Generally? Doesn’t that mean that there are men who have magic?” Frowning, I had to wonder about what Casper was telling me. A Divine Council? Rules for Creation? What? Do the gods get together and set some sort of rules which they enforce upon each other?

“There are always odd exceptions to the rules,” Casper admitted freely. “Some born outside providence. Some who defy the will of heaven. Some who find a loophole, or are a mistake of a bloodline. The difference, in this instance,” Casper stressed, “is not that you are the exception to the rule; it’s that you’re asking me to make an exception to the rule. I can’t do that – at least not without good reason,” Casper sighed.

Sighing, I finally felt the tingling warmth throughout my body which indicated I was changing. Luckily, a warm pink glow surrounded my flesh and skin, obscuring it from view as I changed, and I didn’t have to see the skin and bones melt away, reshape themselves, or stretch and grow, as I went from a man to a woman. When it was all over, I couldn’t help but almost cry as I looked down and stared at myself.

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Raped!

Those damn women are wanting to get me raped by every damn man in existence! If there’s a sexier woman than me anywhere out there in the world, I’ll eat her damn underwear! Son of a bitch!!

Small. Fragile. Delicate. Those were the only words that could possibly describe my overall stature. While I was a towering brute of a man, I had the body of a very petite young lady. Hell, I doubted if my waist as a woman, was even as big around as one thigh as a man! Creamy skin as pale as any I’d ever seen in my life, with not a single blemish in sight. Perfectly shaped legs, ankles, and feet. Full, rounded hips with softness and cushion in all the right places. Dainty little fingers, with perfectly manicured nails. Large round breasts, with vibrant red areolas, highlighted and topped with erect nipples which proudly tried to draw attention to themselves.

I couldn’t see my face, but going from the long, delicately silky black hair that floated wisplike in the water around me, I could just imagine how it was. Perfection. The damn goddess had made me perfection, when she shaped my feminine form!

“Thank you,” Casper laughed, happily.

“It’s not a damn compliment!” Screaming my frustration aloud, I was shocked to hear how soft, gentle, and effeminate my voice sounded, even when my heart was bursting with anger.

“Are you okay, Stef?” Beaming happily, Laulaia’s eyes sparkled as she looked my female form up and down. “You look beautiful,” she whispered, sounding half awestruck.

“You… You’re not shocked by this?” Blankly. I blinked stupidly and stared blankly at Laulaia. Did her and Alaina help choose this form for me as well? If so, I might just murder the both of them in their sleep!

“Why would I be?” Laulaia asked, smiling brightly. “The Lady of Life told us that she was blessing you with the ability to be a woman. We hadn’t seen it yet, but I can assure you, you have nothing to be ashamed of. You’re beautiful. So beautiful, I’m almost jealous,” Laulaia admitted.

One of the most beautiful and curvaceous women I’ve ever seen in the world is jealous because I’m sexier than she is! God BEEP you, you BEEPING BEEPER of a BEEP!! I was too upset to even cuss properly, so I simply BEEPED every other word or so, in an attempt to properly convey my feelings to Casper.

Which, simply made the blessed, oh-so-holy and perfect, Lady of Life laugh uncontrollably in my head. Is it wrong to kill the damnable Goddess of Life?!

“Not at all child,” Casper laughed wholeheartedly in my mind. “I’ve died and been killed more times than you’ve taken breaths in your life. Either my Father, or my Mother, will simply restore me, as I’m a Firstborn Child of the Balance. If it’ll make you feel better, I’ll come back and you can kill me as many times as it takes for your heart to be content.”

“God damn it!” Slapping the water as hard as I possibly could, all I accomplished was making a dainty little sploosh with it. As a woman, I doubt I even have the strength to pluck off a flea, much less fight off a man! Screw this magic shit! I’ll just forever stay an oversized brute and never use magic. I’ve lived this long without it, after all!

“But your women and animal companion will die from the corruption of the Dead Lands,” Casper reminded me, chuckling lightly.

“Useless God-damned God! Channel your shitty power through me and remove the poison and disease and shit from Laulaia. Now, dammit,” I demanded, thoroughly disgusted.

“I can’t,” Casper laughed once again.

”AAAAARRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHH!” Screaming my pure frustration didn’t help. It didn’t help one damn bit, when it came out sounding almost song-like from my perfect feminine voice.

“Your body can’t channel so much energy at once, yet,” Casper explained, patiently. “Ask for only one thing at a time, and allow your body to slowly grow and adapt to the feeling of the energy as it channels through you. There are rules which must be adhered to,” she stressed.

“Fine.” I gave up, utterly defeated. “Oh great and mighty pain-in-my-ass bitch, please cure Laulaia of the poison which flows in her body.”

“See,” Casper laughed, as a warm pink glow slowly enveloped my dainty little hand and flowed over to gently sink into Laulaia. “That wasn’t so hard, now was it?”

I whole body tingled as a feeling which I can only describe as a warm electricity seemed to rise up from the center of my chest and slowly travel throughout my body, before leaving my fingertips. Waiting until the glow had faded completely, and the tingle had completely left my body, I wearily requested, “Now, please remove any disease from her, as well.”

“Certainly,” Casper laughed, thoroughly and shamelessly enjoying her complete and utter victory. “But I’m afraid this will be the limit for what your body can handle for now,” she warned me. “You’ll need time to rest and recover, so the… How would your people think of the term?” Vaguely, I could feel her probing around in my mind, but I was too utterly defeated and disgusted to try and stop her.

“Radiation, I think is what you might know it as,” Casper mused. “You need time for the radiation – the after effects of channeling such power – to fade, before you can channel it again. In time, as your body builds up a tolerance to the power, you’ll be able to channel more of it, but for now, I think no more than twice a day should be your limit.”

“Fine. Whatever.” Stupid ass gods. Stupid ass rules. Stupid ass magical radiation. Stupid ass boobs.

For the first time in my life, as the warm pink glow once again traveled electrically from the palm of my hand over to Laulaia, I cursed boobs. Never, ever never, would I have imagined that I’d hate seeing a pair of tits as much as I hated the ones I saw when I lowered my gaze downward now.

Rebirth with magic in a fantasy world – it’s every young man’s dream!

Rebirth my ass!

The world isn’t kind enough to let us live out our dreams. It has rules which must be followed, after all!