The election is long over and the new law forbidding male clothing is in effect. Larson knew this day was coming. Female domination enforcement police were waiting for him as he arrived at work to drive his usual route. The bus company was now enforcing the laws. Larson was ordered out of his uniform at once or face jail time. Larson removed reluctantly stripped to his underwear.
“Your underwear too!” ordered one of the police.
Larson protested “Please, don’t make me show my penis.”
“It’s the law, ALL males 18 and over are forbidden to wear clothes.” One enforcement officer restrained his arms and the other cut the sides of his briefs. The rag that was his underwear fell to the ground exposing his penis for all to see. His arms were released and he proceeded to the garage to get his bus.
All male drivers were nude. Management were now all female and fully clothed. There was apparently a “know their place” clause in the law, where men could not be in authority. Larson approached his friend, Barry, the job steward.
Barry, nearly in tears, told him “Men are not just stripped of clothes but also authority and dignity. We no longer have union representation or hold management positions. My new job is “lesser gender information servant.”
“Servant?!”
“Correct, we all serve the Matriarchy now. Here is your information booklet.”
Larson began reading the booklet. The first page stated that all “transportation servants” must report for processing every day before commencing tasks. Larson made his was to the “processing chamber” (the former mens locker room).
“State your name!” ordered a larger woman in a lab coat.
“Larson McTavish”
“McTavish, you will end all answers with ‘my lady’ when addressing superiors!” She then placed a metal collar around his neck. “You are now known as Servant LM269-B, proceed to Grooming.” His servant ID was engraved on the collar.
Larson went to grooming. Another woman in a lab coat was waiting with a nude man. The man was holding hair clippers.
“Pubic hair is not permitted on transportation servants, shave him AD670-F!”
“Right away, my lady!” the grooming servant stated. Larson’s pubic hair was promptly shaved off.
Larson found his usual bus waiting for him. A tall blonde woman was waiting for him. “I’m Miss Stacy, your onboard controller. I will make sure you know your place, servant!”
Larson now knew protocol. “Thank you, Miss.”
There were new rules for bus travel too. All females are allowed to sit anywhere. Clothed males must be detained by the controller, stripped and arrested. Nude males who are not accompanied by a clothed female controller, must have a collar and have it scanned by the controller (this will show who’s property he is). Solo males MUST sit at the back. Nude servants accompanied by controllers, taskmistresses or owners (formerly spouses or parents) can sit with them at the front but on the floor.
Miss Stacy ordered “Drive route 45 today, servant”.
“Right away, Miss!” Larson is learning his place quickly.
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