The Bar to drown her sorrows

Emma felt the desire to drink to let the **** get to her brain and just erase her sorrows for only a little while if possible. Turning on her car she headed home first to get a hoodie to hide her identity if only minorly and got some solid cash so as to not use her credit card. Once she was set she drove to the closest bar she knew. As with most things since the rise of New-U the Bar had changed in it's patrons and it's interior. New seats had been ordered, along with new doors, and all of it paid by the government and New-U. She parked a good 50 feet from the actual bar and walked the rest of the way, and within a minute she was inside and heading for a table in the far corner. People of various sizes, builds, and ethnicity were everywhere couples some big, some small and some mixed heights sat speaking sweet nothings to each other as they enjoyed each other's company. She slid into the seat and sat down drumming her fingers on the table till a waiter arrived, a young woman, still rather average in terms of appearance, "What can I get ya?" she asked.

Emma reached into her pocket and slapped down a 20 pound note, "Tennet and keep it coming." she said the woman took the paper money and left to get the beer. Emma sighed as she leaned back she thought she had something in life. She had thought she was gonna get to live a happy life with someone she loved... but they refused not because of what she did but because they wanted something else. She sighed, everything was now jaded, even being a feminist was meaningless in a society where gender was changeable for a price. The feminist movement was more or less dead and many feminists went the path of becoming a futanari. They could have the strength and sexual prowess of men and still retain feminine looks... in fact a new movement was being made and Emma wanted nothing to do with it. She fought for equality not dominance, it was ironic that this new movement acted more like men then men currently did.

She saw the woman coming back with a bottle and a glass in hand, she set the glass down and used a portable bottle opener to pop the top and set that down too, "Enjoy." said the woman, and she walked off, Emma grabbed the bottle and poured out a glass she set it down and chugged it. The slightly sweet and bitter taste filled her mouth and flowed into her stomach frothing as it went. She set the glass down, sighed and poured out another glass. She did this for about an hour when something unexpected happened... A woman walked up to Emma not the waitress it was another woman. Emma's vision was blurred so when the woman sat down she had to squint to make out the woman's appearance...