I was innocent! How could this be happening to me? The judge looked down on me with a stern expression. My friends and family disavowing me for what I'd allegedly done. My own lawyer doing a shit job at defending me. And there in the whitness stand was 18 year old Adam, lying about what I'd done to him 8 years ago. But his acting was too damn good. Even I almost felt like his tears were genuin.
Eight years ago, I'd been Adam's babysitter. He'd been a cute boy. He still was cute. But he'd gotten attached to me. Too attached. On the day he confessed his love to me while I was tucking him into bed, I'd been stunned speechless. I'd tried to shake it off as a dumb prank, but he'd gotten up and kissed me. Maybe most people could have handled it differently, but I barely contained my urge to have him then, and stormed out of the room. He cried himself to sleep that night, making me feel horrible for causing his first heart break, but it just wasn't right.
Fearing he'd tempt me if I kept being his babysitter, I did what was best for both of us and stopped taking care of him. I'd assumed he'd gotten over it, but eight years later, the crazy boy had apparently held on to that heartbreak with a vendeta. According to his testimony, I'd forced myself on him every night I took care of him. And violently too. He made up stories about bondage, and spanking and threats.
What sealed the deal were the pictures of him they found on my computer. Pictures I'd never seen before. How long had he planned this all? Someone had broken into my apartment and taken my tv weeks ago. I hadn't ever suspected that a hidden file had been uploaded into my drive. And it hadn't been of just Adam. I was screwed. I had no difference. I sounded like a tinfoil hat wearing conspiracy nut when I tried to explain.
"...And worst of all," Adam said on stage, crying his crocodile tears. "The trauma has messed up my own sexuality. I have strange attractions now that are just wrong. He broke something inside me..." Adam's current boyfriend, Victor, helped him down from the witness stand and held him tight. Victor glared at me with seething hate. He probably belived every lie Adam had told. Unlike sweet Adam, Victor was a jock.
The judge had heard enough. The jury voted me unanimously guilty. I had no one on my side. My life was over.
"For you hanus crimes, you are sentenced to undergo transformation at Adam's choice and serve as his property for the rest of your life. As you have twisted his unorthodox desires, so will you now fulfill and satisfy them." The caval struck, and dread washed down my spine.
As the guards lead me away to the transformation machine, I saw the happy grin on Adam's face. He'd wanted me eight years ago, and now he finally had me.