Chapter 4 by almaheg

What now?

You create a world were males are scarce. (Femdom)

Old rule: The sex ratio of this world is 0.001% Male, and 99.999% Female. This ratio is genetically intrinsic, and will remain static for many millions of years to come. So, in order for the government to ensure that reproduction still ensues at a healthy rate, males are...

You continue to write in the notebook for almost an hour, scribbling out exact specifications, whilst world building your own semi-utopian fantasy world. You are so caught up in your detailing that you don't remember to look up and see the effects of the changes you have caused. When you finally do, you see the coffee shop around you almost swarming with women.

You smile to yourself as you pull up your hood, before covering your smile with a face mask. You walk out of the coffee shop having brought nothing, and down the street with your head bowed.

In your writing of the rules, you set a goal for yourself, by seeing how long you could last before somebody discovered your sex.

As you walk, you pull out your phone, and start scrolling through the headlines - one of which catches your attention:

PRIZE MALE ESCAPES FROM REPRODUCTIVE FACILITY.

Your best plan for accommodation was a hotel - you book in as quickly as possible using a credit card that you created for yourself with the rulebook. Everything seems to go smoothly, and the moment you get into your room you run straight into the bathroom, before unzipping your pants and admiring your new 8 inch penis.

You exit the bathroom thirty minutes later, still fully clothed, before you jump onto your bed, grab the remote, and turn on the TV, curious as to what Television would look like without any male participants. You scroll through shows for a while, eventually landing on a documentary about seahorses.

You watch it for about half an hour, before you hear heavy banging on the door.