The Story Continues! (by someone else)

AN: I know that this is also in the introduction, but since I'm, y'know, a different person I think its worth giving my own "My kinks aren't my politics" warning (and hopefully they aren't yours either). Feel free to give me feedback in the comments, I know everyone says that, but we all mean it. Also, just to cover my ass, all characters depicted are over 18

After a few months of admiring the fruits of his labor, The Professor had begun to see a flaw in his paradise. It was relatively ignorable at first: news programs lamenting how most men in third world countries were spending more time working than fucking, or that the younger generations were transitioning at higher and higher rates. But eventually The Professor realized that, without women in the workforce, men had to do even more labor to make up the difference. Of course the crowd at Slutqueen's speech was almost entirely women, basically every man was too busy to be there.

For what felt like the first time in his life, The Professor was well and truly at a loss. Obviously putting women to work stopped them from being able to be proper fucktoys, but having men work didn't seem much better. So he did the only thing he could think to do, he asked his daughter if she had any ideas.

"Well you have those nanobots, right? Can't you just go back in time and make only 1% of births be male?" She proposed

"That sounds like a great way to make men only be sperm dispensers" He replied

Slutqueen paused for a minute, her eyes glazed over in thought, before she replied "Just make them like bees"

"What?" he said, utterly baffled

"Sorry Master, I guess you only need to know enough biology to make your mind-control stuff. Bees are eusocial insects, which means that all of them work for the good of the hive, rather than being concerned with their own self-interest" She explained, reminding The Professor that his daughter was valedictorian in addition to being a huge slut, having been programmed to soak up any information that might help him like a sponge

"So... how exactly would that work in practice?"

"Well, generally eusociality happens in species that get a larger benefit to their inclusive fitness from-" She started, before realizing that it was probably going over her father's head "Long story short, they're more related to their sisters than to their children, so evolution encourages the workers to help their mom, the queen, have more children. So... I guess you'd have to make serving men the best way to spread their genes"

"Like if they could only ovulated when they pleased men and he gave permission?" The Professor offered

"Damn, that sounds so fucking hot Master" Slutqueen moaned, a blush beginning to rage across her features as her pussy moistened "B-but, you should also probably code in whatever else you want to add to women, since they won't have enough time to really evolve, unless you want to go really far back I guess"

"I think I might let you keep helping me, dear" He told her, augmenting her arousal with an equal amount of pride

"Can I make a suggestion, Master?" She asked, and her father nodded in response

"A bunch of eusocial insects will change their bodies depending on what role they play in the colony, like guards having bigger mandibles or something, so I was thinking... maybe you could do something like that? Have their bodies contort to fit into one genre of slutty cocksleeve or another? W-would you like that, Master?" She asked, her dripping arousal from the idea only barely overcoming her submissive instincts' insistence to not impose on a man in any way

"That sounds amazing. You really were my best idea" He said

"M-may I cum, Master?" she asked. Despite the lack of direct stimulation, a lifetime of associating serving a man with sex left her desperately clinging to the edge of orgasm, waiting only for permission to let go

"Sure" He said, and his daughter immediately screamed in rapture as her knees gave out beneath her