They Continue!

As the Sharonice tide spread, transforming every person on earth into a beautiful nude female, the nature of the change began to alter.

Slowly, but surely, those altered retained some of their former characteristics; all were possessed of roughly the same face and body, but their hair color did not change. Later, they kept their skin color, and then other racial characteristics. And as the non-human life was transformed, even more things stayed the same; soon there were Sharons with scales, and with fur and with feathers; Sharons with tails, and with wings, and with fins; Sharons with horns, and with hooves, and with claws; Sharons with extra limbs, and with inhuman eyes, and with animal ears. And yet, for all their difference, all were undeniably, gorgeously, Sharon.

And as all creatures on Earth became Sharons, they learned something extraordinary. The SHarons needed neither food, nor water. They had no need to breathe or sleep, and despite their nudity, they had no fear of heat or cold, of rough surfaces or sharp points. All they needed was sex. And sex they had; the world became enwrapped in an ever-lasting orgy.

But then the Sharons became mildly unsatisifed. All loved the taste and feel of female flesh, but they found that, now and then, they wanted something more. They wanted cock.

And so three great projects were initiated to bring them about, the Sharons combining their intellects and will dedicated to their purpose.

Project Twist, to create male Sharons; Project Mirror, to find and reach realities that still had men; and Project Tentacle, to search the stars for lifeforms that could satisfy their need for fleshy penetration.