Futas rule the world

Ashly, feeling the power of the Rulebook, decides to go further and redefine the societal structure. After all, she was misogynistic, but now she was also the creator of a world of futanari. With a wicked smile, she opens the Rulebook and writes, "Old Rule: In this world, futanari are the rulers and females are considered sex slaves to the futanari."

Ashly took a deep breath and closed the book. "Now let's see this new beautiful world." She thought with a twisted sense of satisfaction.

Ashly walked out of the bathroom and back into the coffee shop. She noticed a difference in the way the futanari staff interacted with the female customers. They had become more dominant, more assertive, their gazes lingering on the women's bodies, and the women, seemingly programmed by the new rule, began to act more submissive, their eyes cast downward, their movements more graceful and sensual.

"Yes..." Ashly drooled, watching the transformation unfold. "This is what the world should be like."

Her cock shake with lust. She needed to fuck a bitch. But she didn't want to lose his virginity to some random bitch. She wanted the first time to be special.

"Right, I have the Rulebook." Ashly say, "I only think who chose."

Ashly longed to have sex with someone, but she didn't want to have her first time with some random girl. She needed to make her experience special. With a cunning smile, she opened the Rulebook again. "And I choose..."