The Resistance Plan

During lunch, Alex retreated instead to the library and huddled over the Staunton chess set in the far corner. He waited for his few friends that preferred, like him, to pocket their lunch money and spend the time away from the lunchroom seating derby. The library aide Leah, looked on occasionally with a bemused smile but otherwise said nothing as she trundled some glossy books back to their racks. Leah, just a student herself, was thankfully one of the quiet ones that didn't push around the students like the head librarian. She was casually pretty with curly brown hair and eyes with glasses that couldn't hide all of her happy face.

Idly pushing a Queen across the board, Alex was lost in thought until a flicker of movement caused him to look up. Christy was standing there, all cleaned up after her crying episode in English class. A light powder of make-up was on her face and a hint of lipstick was moist on her lips. Her extravagantly long, luxurious hair was perfectly brushed all the way past her little heart shaped bottom. She must spend a lot of time brushing that much hair... She looked troubled, that space right above the nose, the glabella, was all crinkled and furrowed.

Alex got light-headed and stumbled to stand up, feeling awkward by staying seated when she stood so close to him. Somehow, when standing he forgot his balance and his head swayed slightly out of control. His mind racing, he tried to think of something perfect to say to her but nothing came out. To steady himself, Alex placed a palm onto the cool wood table holding the chess board. His mouth opened; finally he focused and just stared in adoring wonder. He loved that face, those eyes, that troubled furrow, her hair. She was just so perfect. She began to speak.

"This has to stop, Alex. They shouldn't be so mean. All of it has to stop.", Christy started. She spoke softly, yet firmly. Looking at him, just him. "Alex, I think you will help me, won't you? You're nice. And, um, we don't have much time until... you know, they make us what they think we should be..." Christy took a half step closer, her voice dropping further. Her weight shifted and he smelled her breath, as sweet as daffodils in morning dew. "The boys you hang out with, you guys have a plan don't you? It isn't all Dungeons and Dragons that you do. I want in. I can't stand this anymore!" Alex couldn't process all of what she was saying, she was so close. The pause dragged on.

"Alex, I know you like me, even though we really never do anything together. I remember those Valentines cookies you had delivered to my locker." She started pleading a little, "You had me over for a Halloween party one year, remember? You let me win the stupid prize and, oh God. You're always giving me that look and it has to still mean something, right? I'm sorry I turned you down before. If you fix this, then I'll let you take me to the Sadie Hawkins dance, okay?"

Alex pulled himself together, reached out gently and pulled Christy down so they were seated at the chess table. They sat silently for long moments, until Alex could frame what needed to be conveyed. Leaning forward, he told her everything. She deserved it, all of it and he knew he could trust her.

"I always wanted to bring you in Christy. We need someone to be the new leader. Look, you know the Blessing makes women topheavy, brilliantly smart, horny for that special sex act that they crave, and domineering. Cruelly so. The original formula wasn't meant to make women so dominant. At least, most of them. The dominance was intended just for a few special cases to cater to S&M fantasies. They got combined by mistake, and the world changed so fast that no one had the chance to fix it." Alex paused, waiting to see if she understood. Christy didn't seem to have any problems keeping up, though she did blush a few times.

"We have to reverse the dominance part of the blessing on every affected woman with something more... submissive. But when that happens, we won't have direction for all our Doctors, Leaders, Engineers or Scientists. The women run this world and things will fall apart. You've got to step in. Take just the 1st part of the serum. No dominance and no submission. Just be our supergenius and lead a new generation of **** women until a serum can be developed to help the men too." Alex stared at her for her response.

"But how would you reach all the Blessed? How would you reverse the blessing?" Christy whispered, a bit confused by the size and scope of Alex's plan.

"The blessing is easy to get as every woman who has it, has it. It is in her blood. First, just need to identify and separate out the two reagants. Once you have done that, it is simple trial and error to figure out which is which. I'll only need one or two subjects to test. Being a girl, you have access to the school chemistry lab and the q-workstation. Wolfram Phi software is on that quantum marvel. It can sequence the molecular work for you. You'll just follow the directions it gives you. Separate the blessing to the part you need and take just that. With a blessed brain, you can then do the real **** development work and build an antidote to the dominance reagant and make them submissive. Alex hoped she would skip over the physical changes this plan would leave her with...

The world paused as Alex got lost for a moment in thought. Christy's tight little frame would develop. Really, really develop. Her chest would expand, and grow. her breasts would magnify from pert "B" cups to something gargantuan. Her body would become shapely and lush. She would become really smart, and a goddess. A goddess not only beautiful beyond imagination, but impossibly desirable sexually. A kind, perfect, fuckable goddess.

"But even if I made this antidote, how would it be delivered to all the blessed?" Christy asked, sounding a bit frightened.

"Sperm" Alex said firmly, "once the antidote is in men's sperm the battle is won. Their callousness toward men is their weakness. Add a little something extra to your formula, like a longer dick for men, then the Blessed will distribute your formula to every **** for us. They won't dig around for side effects because they don't care what happens to men.

Christy nodded slowly, accepting this as she knows something has to be done. "What do we do first?"

Alex thought carefully, and said "I'll bring you blood samples, the resistance club can do that. Once you have the blessing split into the 2 parts, bring two of your girl friends to my D&D game on Tuesday night at the community center. We'll give each of them 1/2 of the blessing and find out which reagant is which." Tell your girlfriends that we could use a Cleric, a Ranger, and a Thief."

Christy looked quite confused about D&D, but figured she could look it up once she was home. She stood up to leave, which caused Alex to panic a bit as he scrambled to keep her longer. He piped up with "Can I help you shop for the dress you'll wear to the Sadie Hawkins dance?" as she left.