Preparations before moving

At first Jonathan knew nothing about that offer, his father soon disappeared for three days and only told his son, that he was close to get a new job, after months of unemployment, and just had to pass an assessment center.

When he came back his mood was exceptionally good but suffered a bit, when he asked Jonathan to join him for a talk. Within half an hour his father explained to him that this was his chance to get onto his own feet again. Apparently Ms Boyd wanted to know if her company could face a clash with the Prudeworld economy and was quite eager to get an experienced engineer on board, the pay was good, benefits and help in the relocation quite substantial.

Jonathan bit his tongue and didn’t say that one of the benefits would be leaving his mother behind, not only putting a city or a continent between them but a whole world – not that he cared, she didn’t even call him on his birthday. Meanwhile his father continued, of course Jonathan could stay behind, he was 18 and his father would be able to pay for the apartment, he could finish school and then decide for himself but there was also the possibility to move together.

Thanks to the German school system and the fact that he had to do 13 years here moving with his dad wouldn’t really be a problem, many kids did something similar, spending a year abroad before finishing their <Abi> back in Germany, some even got a second degree during their exchange.

But did he want to…

Sure school here was a never ending tour through all nine circles of hell but would it be different in Sexworld? He was a virgin after all and there wasn’t that much hope that this would change, no girl had ever given him a signal that she was interested and that was okay but in Sexworld… In Sexworld he would be so close to, well Sex, that automatic rejection might become painful again. Knowing that he might be the only guy in his class, hell in his future school to be without any experience with…

His mind went around the question long after their talk had ended and he had gone to bed. It took him two more days, a bit of research and a pro and contra list before he had made up his mind. He told his dad that he would come with him.

During the next month they fought the dragon called bureaucracy and eventually slew him in a bloody battle but it had been a tedious process. Thankfully Elizabeth Boyd seemed to be an influential person, what normally would have taken months was overcome in weeks. They faced almost no problems from the Sexworld side of the process and the German social welfare office cried tears of joy, when Tobias told them he wouldn’t need any more money from them.

In fact it was Jonathan, who got the short end of the stick. As soon as the news broke out at school, that he would leave for Sexworld his life changed drastically. All the girls, who had blissfully ignored him until then, despised him suddenly, calling him asshole and pervert and whenever he passed one she gave him a look of disgust and sometimes pure hate. It was different with the boys, they gave him high fives, backslapped him and made cheerful comments, telling him how much they envied him and hoped he would send back a few post cards and messages from his new school.

It was his teacher, who freaked out. One after the other asked him for a private talk and while their motives and arguments were always different, the general message was clear. They did not approve of the relocation, not so much due to the curriculum, but because of Sexworld itself. This was no place for an upstanding young man, he should think about it again. Did he really want to ruin his life by moving to such a sexualized and socially unhealthy society? One of his teachers, Ms. Böhm a well-known feminist and social activist, went even further. Soon after it became clear, that he was adamant and would follow his father, she tried to send him to a therapist and even went so far to suggest he might need time in a psychiatric clinic. After all a world where women were nothing but sex objects for male pleasure, was not the place to which young men should be going freely.

In the end that couldn’t stop them either, he was 18, mentally healthy and had no criminal record. Next on the list were the medical checkups by Sexworld doctors. It was almost an interrogation, they asked really private stuff and in the end Jonathan resorted to lie to them about his previous sexual encounters. He didn’t know if they had believed him and when he hastily declined an offer from one of the female doctors she looked quite shocked but accepted it and doubled his dosage of libido enhancers.

In the end he got his medical okay and the prescriptions for his libido enhancers was extended indefinitely, together with half a dozen other nice little pills. The STD vaccine injections were already part of the usual check-ups and so he was send off to his Information seminars, where he was informed about many obvious and some not so obvious details about Sexworld.

Such seminars were deemed necessary to ensure that every immigrant understood what he or she was in for. Some people mistook Sexworld for an earthly paradise, which it was not. It had its share of wars, plagues, famines, slavery (though not racially motivated) and crime – just to name a few. Their instructors made sure, that they all learned a bit more about the nasty side of their new home, before the bright sunrise could outshine everything else. Obviously the world had a few advantages too, information technology was a bit more advanced than in Prudeworld, so was almost everything concerning medical science. In fact medical personnel of any kind were the most numerous group among all immigrants, yet many only stayed for the duration of their further education.

On the other hand Prudeworld won the contest of raw industrial power and Jonathan himself thought by himself the reason for that might be that sex was so easily available, men had never felt the need to buy fancy sports cars in such staggering numbers and it was also true, that racing was one of the few sports, which had found a steadily growing fan base in Sexworld.

Oh, and of course the whole Sex part about Sexworld was a major factor for obvious reasons, and could have been a major immigration boost. Except, the Sexworld government didn’t want it that way. The last thing they needed was a large group of Prudeworlders running around and endangering their way of life. In conclusion there were only a few reasons why you were allowed to move between worlds. The easiest was <vacation>, you got lucky and were allowed to spend a few weeks in certified tourist areas, individual travel was still restricted. Ironically Sexworlders, who came into contact with Prudeworld, tourists often had problems adapting to the Prudeworld attitude of saying no to a perfectly reasonably offer to fuck.

Another reason was medical service, if Sexworld doctors could cure you and Prudworlders couldn’t, there was a good chance that you were allowed to be transferred to one of the many advanced and specialized hospitals. Most of these facilities had isolations wards for Prudeworlders, again for protection of feelings on both sides.

Another possibility was education, as said earlier. In certain fields of some sciences it could be academically rewarding to spend a few years in Sexworld or get at least some further education, yet most of these people only stayed for a limited time and only a few wanted or were allowed to stay.

Eventually there were only two possibilities for a Prudeworlder to come over completely and forever.

One was to seek asylum, a few people had already done so, most of them suffered from a psychological illness Prudeworlders called <nymphomania>, something Sexworlders only saw as a problem in the most severe cases, when people were unable to something besides simply fucking their brains out.

The second possibility was to be considered and artificer, not necessarily a craftsman of old, just able to do a job that was needed with a demand, which couldn’t be satisfied by Sexworld itself. And even of these people many didn’t stay for long. The sexualized Society was too much for many Prudeworlders, especially couples often didn’t make it through the first three months and broke up, and afterwards the partner without the job had to leave Sexworld.

After the historical, political and economic part of the seminars came the topics of culture and society. For example how to greet people or other typical daily situations had to be explained to them because of their considerable differences between the worlds. This was the first time Jonathan truly thought this whole thing would backfire, how could he touch a woman’s breasts, especially as a greeting? Well, I would just have to find a way around it and while it was made clear, that sexual advances hadn’t to be accepted always, people should always be prepared for being considered rude.

They were also warned that they would see people having sex almost anywhere, no matter time, gender, age, race (a term that Sexworlders rarely used anyway) or even family ties.

Next on the list were different holidays, Christmas wasn’t that big of deal there. Many of the more religious Sexworlders worshipped older Gods, for example Aphroditie or similar ancient incarnations from Egypt, Scandinavia, and Africa like Ashanti, Ba’al, Epona, Hathor or Freyja.

With all these information one might think that Jonathan’s relocation went much more smoothly but like most of them, he took this stuff not seriously enough, a world so strange was beyond comprehension. You had to see it, to truly understand it. Moreover the young man did not consider himself a Sexworlder yet, in fact he thought he would just hide like he did in Prudeworld and be fine. Without his father’s knowledge he did not take the libido enhancers, why should he?

He wouldn’t be having sex anyway but be shunned by his classmates like it was here and even if some girl would ask him, what should he do? He had no experience with sex whatsoever, it would be embarrassing and he would make a fool of himself.

At the end of the seminar he enjoyed the show though. As a farewell gift and to give their students a first impression of their new home, the Sexworld tutors organized what their students might have called an orgy. Participation was of course strictly voluntary but attendance mandatory. All the Sexworlders and quite a few Prudeworlders got carried away; luckily Jonathan’s father was in a different seminar. Nonetheless the son stayed as close to the buffet as possible, cautiously avoiding all Sexworld dishes – you never know.

Later that night an attractive young woman, one of the Sexworlders, asked him to join her and her friends near the couches. He looked over to the mass of writhing bodies. Her tone was polite and her smile seemed genuine, so he didn’t assume that she tried to mock him, probably she just felt she had to ask one of the few… he looked around… damn, the last man in the room without company.

Needless to say that he refused. Though in a friendly and polite fashion, she didn’t seem to understand at first and looked a bit irritated. Eventually she asked him, if he would prefer to go somewhere quieter, just the two of them – he most certainly did not. – So again he respectfully refused. At this point she didn’t know what to say, her face showed utter confusion and so she simply took a drink, said good bye and walked back to her friends.

Jonathan let out a deep breath, for a moment he had really believed she wanted him but he had come to his senses in the end and spared her the disappointment of having sex with him. Soon he saw her on top of a mid-forties Prudeworld woman, while encouraging that woman’s husband to stick his dick up her ass. Women looked so sexy, when they smiled back over their shoulders.

No one noticed Jonathan leaving, three days later he and his father took the portal to Sex World.