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Chapter 3

Who finds the pen?

Lisa Brown - lesbian connoisseur

This dear child, is the Pen of Law. It is a mgical artifact of great power. Once per day you may write down a 'Personal Law' on the skin of a person - menaing a Law that they alone will have to follow or a law that affect only them. Society at large will find thier actions complety normal.

Once per week you may write a Universal Law on the Skin of a person, which will be followed or come true for the entire world.

No person will deny having a Law written on them when asked and Laws can be written in any language.

Lisa stared down at the pen and letter. Was this some prank from beyond the grave? She hadn't expected to receive anything from her estranged grandmother, but this was even less expected. Why would her grandmother concoct such a weird prank.

'Pen of Law my ass,' the brunnete thought irritably. 'How could a random pen possibly change the laws of the universe?'

Standing up, she saw the still dirty dishes in the sink. A flash of rage flowed through her. Her stupid fucking roomate. He never cleaned his own fucking dishes, expecting her to take care of it. All men were the same.

She noticed the stupid pig sleeping on the couch, drool spilling form his mouth. He was cleary wasted as all hell.

'Well... I do have a pen,' Lisa thought. 'Might as well have some fun!'

She walked over to her sleeping roomate, Sam and pressed her pen agasint the skin of his face. Drawing on sleeping people was a classic prank and Sam would never know it wasn't his guy friends who had doe it anyways.

'You'd be better as a girl, Samantha' Lisa laughed.

'I am a sexy whore of a girl' she wrote over his forehead.

As he pen lifted form his skin, something miraculous happened. Sam hips began to swell outwards. His shoulder shrunk and his chest swelled into a pair of large orange sized tits. The brown hair on his head raipdly lengthened and changed out into a messy blond pony tail. His clothing changed into that of a slutty cheerlader. After only a moment, Sam was gone, repaced by his hot female sister.

Lisa slowly looked down at the pen in her hands.

'Huh...'

What does she do next?

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