of Will

You woke up from a bad dream to find yourself less comfortable than you’d expect from your own bed. You had just begun to wonder where you were when the pain kicked in. It felt you had just had a wrestling match with a silverback gorilla and lost. Curiously you managed to open your eyes, your hazy and blurred vision slowly returning to you.

The ceiling was not a ceiling you were familiar with, as your gaze moved around the room you discovered you were definitely not home, you weren’t even in a home. It was a hospital room, with various kinds of light grey equipment to either side, a window to your left looking out at the city’s skyline, and a curtain that could be drawn around your bed, which was currently undrawn.

You weren’t alone in the room.

“Hey, kiddo.” An unfamiliar man says from next to you in a chair. He was a thin man with fair skin, jet-black hair, dark red eyes, and was dressed like someone you’d expect to see in a 1920’s gangster film. He had the voice to match too.

“What happened? Why am I in the hospital?” You ask, your voice rough.

“Here’s the long and short of it, I fucked up.” The man replied. “I was out driving drunk and I t-boned you on your way back home from work.”

“Who are you?” Your brow furrowed.

“Who I am really isn’t all that important. I suppose if you really want to call me something I’ve always liked the name Jack, though.” He shrugs. “What is important though is that you have nothing to worry about. I covered all of your expenses and made sure that you didn’t sustain any major injuries. You’ll probably be a bit sore for a few days though.”

How on Earth did he make sure you weren’t hurt too badly? Was he a doctor? “What exactly did you do?”

“I suppose there’s no point in hiding it. You see, you’re pretty damn lucky it was me who hit you, and not just because you won’t have to pay for your little visit here. Have you ever heard of a djinn before, kiddo?”

Your mind reeled a bit, still confused. “You mean, like a genie?”

Jack chuckled. “Not exactly, but close enough as far as you’re concerned.”

“Are you telling me you’re going to grant me three wishes?”

“Oh no, you didn’t rub my lantern so no wishes for you. Sorry, kiddo. But since I do feel bad because I did something genuinely stupid, I am going to give you something for your trouble. Think of it as an apology gift.

“Any second now the nurse is going to walk into this room. When she does, try giving her an order. Something you don’t think she would do otherwise.”

You had about a thousand questions to ask, but your thoughts were interrupted by the nurse walking in. She was pretty cute, probably in her early thirties with a petite body and short stature. She was a brunette with olive skin.

“Oh, you’re awake Mr. King, how are you feeling?” She asks as she approaches your bed.

“I’m sore but I think I’m okay.” You reply. The nurse doesn’t seem to acknowledge Jack’s presence.

“Okay then, is there anything you need from me?”

You can see jack nodding at you from your peripheral.

“Um, actually… yeah. Could you um…” Your voice is shaky, still unsure of yourself. You try to think of an order to give her, but you are still a bit hazy and can’t quite think of anything clever. “Could you show me your boobs?” It was all you could think of.

“Of course!” She said with a smile and then pulled up her scrubs and bra to reveal her perky breasts to you. They were probably B cups but on the very edge of being Cs. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing. Not only did she obey your order, she did it with a smile on her face and everything. It wasn’t a fake, customer service smile that you had to give all the time either, it was a genuine smile, like she really was more than happy to show you her breasts.

“Th-that’s enough.” You say and she pulls her top back down. “That’s all, thanks.”

She nods. “All right then, the doctor will be in to check up on you in just a minute. I also just got off the phone with your sister, she’s on her way.” After reporting this, the nurse exits the room, leaving you and Jack by yourselves again.

As soon as the door closes Jack laughs. “Oh man, I grant wishes of all kinds of people. All different kinds of creeds, backgrounds, races, genders, and it never ceases to amaze me how nearly every one of them uses their power to get their rocks off first thing. Humans are weird, I tells ya.”

“What the fuck?” You exclaim.

“I figure it would have been easier to show you rather than bore you with an explanation. You saw the crux of it, anyone will obey any order you give them. Not only that, anything you do is perfectly fine by everyone, and in fact, will be accepted and met with enthusiasm, possibly even encouragement.

“Now, there are some limitations to this, I don’t personally care if you make this little corner of the world into your little paradise. But if you go abusing this gift I’ve given you, I’ll make it into your own living Hell. If you try to fuck with things in any major way, like trying to change major laws, make yourself into some god-emperor, or just in general fuck with the world at large too much, I’ll be there to remind you to stop while you’re ahead. You get one warning from me when you’re getting too close, after that, the gloves come off. Capiche?”

You nod, a little bit intimidated.

“Good. The doctor is about to come in.”

You were about to ask how he knew that, but the door once again interrupted your thought.

The doctor came in and gave you a few simple examinations, ultimately concluding that you were free to leave anytime you wanted. He prescribed some simple painkillers to deal with any soreness that got out of hand, and said that you should come back in a month for a checkup. He seemed like he was about to leave when the door opened one more time.