Meeting with Dr. Shaw (Part 2)

"So what do you think will happen to the males of the human race, Doug?"

"Well, it depends on the path we decide to take culturally. Futas only produce sperms with the x chromosome while the men possess copies of x as well as y chromosomes. If there is to be a cultural revolution in our world that expressly forbids mating with the males and proclaims superiority of futas in every way, well, then the males of the human race are done for. My predictions show that even with a 30% cultural penetration of such a cult in a population would lead to the decrease in the number of males by upwards of 60%."

"Hmm.... I am impressed. Nobody in the world seems to realize the precarious position the males are in. Of course, people had hypothesized such scenarios but nobody really took it seriously, or decided to research it for that matter, us included. As much as it surprises me to say this, you're the first to actually approach this problem in a scientific manner. You could even write a paper on this you know. Maybe we can collaborate on it?"

"That sounds nice. Yes, we could do that."

"Excellent! You've proven yourself most impressively. Now Doug, we have a proposition for you. How would you like it if you were to be a part of the research group that studies the actual reason why the so called Great Futafication Event took place?"

You're flabbergasted. This has been a burning desire of yours from a very early age. And now you were being offered the opportunity of a lifetime on a platter. There were very few groups in the entire world who were researching this at all.

Very few thought it was worth their time to search for the actual cause and therefore there was very little funding. This coupled with the fact that the old white evangelical cunts in Congress would always stonewall research into it, saying that it's far more important to use that money for welfare instead. It was an open secret that the real reason was because it went against the teachings of the Church of the Futa.

To even doubt the Goddess and her wisdom, was sacrilegious.

"How'd you guys get the funding?"

"Hahaha...so you are aware of the problems we face! Well, this pandemic has been a blessing in disguise for us. We've got the funding we need as part of the emergency measures to bring it under control. You don't need to worry about that."

"Okay...but I have one more question. Why me?"

"Why you? Because you're smart, that's why!" the distorted voice says.

"But I'm just a highschooler. Wouldn't it be better to get someone who actually has a PhD or something?"

"Well that's where the other part of our proposal comes in. We need an intelligent yet submissive type male for our research. We can't really reveal why just yet. You'd have to join us to find out."

You look at Raven and she's giving you a worried look. That last part of the sentence does not sound right to her. She doesn't have to say anything to you. You were worried about that as well.

"Relax guys. This isn't some elaborate plot to fulfill some weird fetish. Although I do have a thing for smart boys. But no, this will strictly be research. You have my word. Not just that, we will also fund your college tuition, provided it is in Biotechnology. If all goes well, you could be with us for ten years or so. Maybe you could lead your own team!" You were pretty certain at this point that the distorted voice belonged to a futa.

"Okay, I'm in." you say.

"Great! Well that concludes our meeting. I'm gonna send you guys your tickets and have you flown in to DC by next week. You'll still have the option to back out if you want. But I have a feeling you'll stay. I'm gonna drop out of this call now. Honey, would you like to ask them anything."

"Nope. That should do it. Dropping off now." this was the first time you were hearing from the second anonymous avatar box. It was distorted and even deeper than the first anonymous speaker. You guessed they were probably a couple.

Both of them have now dropped out of the call leaving only Dr. Shaw, Raven and you on the call.

"Well, Doug, Raven that went great. I'll send you guys your tickets when I get them. You'll have special permission to move from the government and there will be a car to pick you guys up next Wednesday as well. So make sure you pack your bags with your clothes and other essentials. I know _they _have given you guys an option to back out, but I'd rather you not. People don't get such chances you know. Well, with that out of the way, I'm gonna drop off as well."

"Wait doc. Aren't you gonna ask Raven any questions?"

"Yeah doc. I was kinda waiting to get asked about my essay as well." Raven chimes in. This conversation has been largely between you and them so far.

"That won't be needed Raven. You come in recommended from your parents." Before Raven could question any further about it he continues "Well I really need to drop off as well, I have date night tonight. Can't be late. You'll get your answers next Wednesday I promise. So long guys."

And he drops off. Raven closes the application and shuts down the laptop. She then puts a hand on your shoulders and rubs it affectionately.

You knew that you were still missing something, but you wanted answers, and this was one way you could get them. Besides, what could go wrong.