Girls, Girls, Girls!

On the screen were pictures of a pastoral village, with a bunch of women dancing naked around a bonfire among other scenes.

"This is the universe we've dubbed Theta-56. It's at a late Medieval level of technology, meaning the average High School freshman is better educated than anyone on their side except for the scholastic elites. The average person there can barely count to ten and do fractions, not because their stupid mind but because they have no NEED of any higher math. Similarly, most people are illiterate, because, again, when you're going to spend your entire life within ten miles of where you were born, reading really ISN'T all that fundamental," Lucy began. "In most other respects it's like Earth, same plants, same animals, same orbit, same atmosphere, they even seem to speak and write English there, though they still use thee, thou, thy, and thine in a lot of places: especially if they're being formal. Anyway, here's the best part! In this world, people and animals with your condition are all imbued with magical power!" Lucy explained enthusiastically.

"My, Condition?" I asked, feigning non-comprehension.

"True Hermaphrodites," Lucy replied, seeing right through my facade.

"You know about that?!" I gasped in horror, shocked that word had gotten out, even though I'd suspected where she was going with this.

"I'm Carol Rutledge's BFF, of course I know about that," Lucy replied.

Ah yes, Carroll Rutledge, my former platonic lesbian girlfriend. That is until we tried pot last month and she started kissing me, which was when my cock got the closest thing to a full erection it ever had and she freaked out...

"Don't worry Robin, your secret is safe with me, and I made Carroll swear on her soul that she wouldn't tell anyone else except her priest. However, I know a little something about keeping fundamental parts of yourself a secret. Wouldn't it be nice to be in a world where not only do you not have to hide this from anyone anymore but in fact, your former secret makes you a valued and sought after part of the community? Not only that, but if you're worried about the people who you're leaving behind, think about this, if you agree to be our 'guinea pig' as it were," Lucy paused for a second. "We actually sent one of those, by the way, it's doing just fine in a pet store in 1970s Duluth," She commented. "Anyway, if you agree to go, your parents or the charity of your choice will be compensated five thousand dollars a week for as long as you live. Also, though the chances you will ever be able to come home are remote, you will be sent with a large number of small print technical manuals to upgrade the local tech-base and we will have a fleet of drones tasked with doing nothing but following you, so if you want to send letters home, we'll make sure they get to the right people, if they are not dangerous somehow..." Lucy explained.