A 'utopian' world

You don't squander your victory. You saw all that time ago, back when you had first corrupted innocent young Rachel, that your powers could change the world for the better. And at last, you use them to do so.

First step: make every woman attractive. Thanks to your hypnotic reprogramming, every single woman on the planet is raised to the level of supermodel or Hollywood starlet. Symmetrical faces, soft skin, perky breasts, sculpted butts, radiant hair, gorgeous eyes, in every corner of the planet. It's quite something, to walk down the street and find that every woman you see is drop-dead gorgeous. Medical advances, driven by insights from mutants, slow the adult aging process tenfold. Life expectancy is raised to 200, with what used to be 20 to 35 years old, now lasting from 20 to 175 years old. Fashion changes too, to emphasise the attractive, the sexy, the seductive, so they're always stunningly well-dressed. The thing every girl wants most is for {if Futa==true}Mikaela to find them sexy. For her to choose them, out of the entire world, and use her precious time to fuck them. So they dress sexy. Act sexy. Be sexy. All the time. Because they love their mistress above everything else on the planet.{else}Michael to find them sexy. For him to choose them, out of the entire world, and use his precious time to fuck them. So they dress sexy. Act sexy. Be sexy. All the time. Because they love their master above everything else on the planet.{endif}

{if Futa==true}The biggest change you implement is the restructuring of society. Every woman on the planet recognises you as the most attractive, most powerful, most desirable being alive, whom they have a personal devotion and love for. They see you as their lover, their partner, their soulmate. The thought of being with any man on the planet, of knowing any other penis, is repugnant to them. They do form casual, sexual relationships with other women - usually in couples, sometimes more creative structures. Men, on the other hand, become an indentured class; the permanently-single workers of the world. They carry out all the manual labour required to sustain the global economy, all the unattractive jobs that support a modern lifestyle. They are glad to do it; they know they are nothing compared to the heavenly beauty of this world's women, never mind their Mistress. And they work thirteen-hour days, six-days a week, year round without complaint. They wish they could win the love of a female; but even if their respect for the Alpha whom these women belong to didn't make that impossible, they could never come closer to comparing with you in the eyes of any woman. And most of all, they wish you would see them as potential lovers, and not merely workers; but it's a futile hope.{else}The biggest change you implement is the restructuring of society. Every woman on the planet recognises you as the most attractive, most powerful, most desirable man alive, whom they have a personal devotion and love for. They see you as their lover, their husband, their soulmate. The thought of being with any other man on the planet is repugnant to them. They do form casual, sexual relationships with other women - usually in couples, sometimes more creative structures. Men, on the other hand, become an indentured class; the permanently-single workers of the world. They carry out all the manual labour required to sustain the global economy, all the unattractive jobs that support a modern lifestyle. They are glad to do it; they know they are nothing compared to their master. And they work thirteen-hour days, six-days a week, year round without complaint. They wish they could win the love of a female; but even if their respect for the Alpha whom these women belong to didn't make that impossible, they could never compete with you in the eyes of any woman.{endif}

Women do work, but only for an average of four hours a day. They are an undoubtedly superior class to men, even if they work alongside them on rare occasions. Across the entire globe, the female half live luxurious, happy lives, that once was the sole privilege of a fraction of a percent of the population, made possible by economic restructuring - and the endless supply of male labour.

Crime is eradicated. As is war, and corruption. In this world where everyone obeys their {if Futa==true}mistress{else}master{endif}, nobody steals or cheats or hurts another. The simple removal of crime boosts the global economy by 50%. Technology and medicine is shared globally. Areas of the world that had been exploited, war-torn or left behind now catch up. Poverty is eradicated. Disease becomes a thing of the past, thanks to medical advances driven by your hypnotic reprogramming and advances from studying mutants.

Capitalism remains, but the world looks vastly different. The labouring men need little. They do their jobs for tuppence, only asking enough money for food, accommodation, and clothing. And yet they work harder and more passionately than they ever did in the old world. That's all they need to do to be content: serve their {if Futa==true}mistress{else}master{endif}. Meanwhile, the millionaires and billionaires of the world surrender their hoarded wealth to you. You don't need it; anything you want, you just ask for, and your **** harem will deliver. You use the wealth of the global elite to invest across the world, causing an economic boom like never before. Shareholders become a thing of the past; companies work to deliver products/services and to create a better world for you and your harem.

You decide to let governments continue to exist, although of course they obey your every whim. They remain on as managers, running countries, dealing with national and local issues, allowing you to avoid the headache of trying to run a planet. That said, many countries choose their most beautiful, desirable women to be their leaders, in the hopes of attracting your attention.

And last but not least. It was mentioned above that life expectancy has increased to 200 in your new world. And yet overpopulation is not an issue. Why? Because the only {if Futa==true}cock{else}man{endif} a member of your harem would ever consider allowing to {if Futa==true}put a baby in them is, of course, yours{else}father their baby is, of course, you{endif}. Every one of them hopes that you will do it in person. Every girl dreams that you will be the one to take their virginity. That they will have the honour of taking the seed directly from your godly {if Futa==true}futa beast{else}manhood{endif}. That they will feel your baby grow inside them, and forever remember how it got there. But the realities of the size of the planet make it impossible for you to meet each one in person. Nobody could even meet 3 billion people in one 200-year lifetime, let alone fuck them all.

So most of them eventually decide at some point that they cannot wait any longer. That they need to carry your child. And so they use a tiny sample of your seed to impregnate themselves. Supply is not an issue: your sperm are so virile, just a single cell would be more than enough to impregnate a mother. A logistics system quickly emerges, diluting and distributing samples from you to every country on the planet. The birth rate does inevitably fall though, near-perfectly balancing the increase in lifespan. Inbreeding is not an issue - not only is your DNA free of any recessive disease genes, but your testes produce sperm with a genetic diversity nearly equalling that of the entire rest of the world. Which is biologically impossible, but you do it anyway. The global population slightly decreases, to 6.9 billion, where it stabilises.

Your utopia is complete. Every woman on the planet wants to serve you, to meet you, to get fucked by you, to bear your child. And most of them do. Strife, war, poverty, all things of the past. Everyone is happy. Everyone is content. (Even the men, though they may wish they could ever be good enough to {if Futa==true}win your attention{else}compete with you{endif}.) Technology and medicine take huge steps forwards. City streets are clean. Climate change is stopped in its tracks by a unified global effort where profits are irrelevant, and the natural world is restored to its former glory. And at the centre of it, you live a unique life, as ruler and {if Futa==true}mistress{else}master{endif}. Your days are mostly spent enjoying yourself, sampling the very best of feminine sexuality that this already-beautiful world can offer. You're able to spend as many days with those you deeply love as you wish. Doing whatever you like.

The End... for now

Thanks for reading this story. I'm not done - I plan on completing other route choices, and even writing a better iteration of the school story arc. And I also want to explore some stories in this conquered, reshaped world, both from the {if Futa==true}Mistress's{else}Master's{endif} perspective and those of others. I would appreciate any advice offered over whether I should do that in this chyoa story, or start a new one (a sequel if you will). But again, thanks for all the support. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Update - Futa protagonist option for the villain path now complete!