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Chapter 18

How do things progress?

Thomas is convinced something's off

Kyle woke to the sound of someone knocking on his door.

Unbeknownst to him, Kyle was currently having a very different evening than he had been three hours ago. After his talk with Bianca, he had started getting nervous that his first wish had done some major damage to the world. After all, if sex was to be finished with the guy pulling out, surely it put a lot of stress on both the guy and the girl. He vowed to add some sort of pregnancy prevention when he could make a new change come the morning.

However, Bianca’s change had fixed that. Kyle now believed that he’d gone through his whole life knowing that the only way a girl could get pregnant was if she gave the guy permission to cum inside her. With that fact, birth control was inherently useless, which is why he had gotten rid of it.

And such, Kyle’s conflict simply didn’t exist anymore, and in this reality he went to bed with a clear mind. He slept soundlessly until his sudden awakening.

The sound at his door persisted.

Groaning, he let out a hoarse “What?” before walking to and begrudgingly opening his door. He was not impressed to see Thomas standing on the other side.

Thomas, for his part, looked angry. “Something’s wrong” was all he said.

Kyle blinked. “What?” he repeated.

His roommate barged into his room uninvited. “One of the girls fucked things up.”

Still, Kyle was slow to awake and was simply more confused. “Thomas, what are you… What time is it?”

“Late” he replied dismissively. “Look, answer me something. What would you do if you wanted to cum inside a girl?”

“What the fuck are you on about Tom?”

“Just answer the question!”

Kyle groaned, wishing this wasn’t happening. “You ask for her permission.” Even in his tired state, he knew that much.

“Haha! See? I knew it!”

Kyle just stared at the other boy, completely clueless as to what’s going on.

Thomas swallowed, showing no signs of calming down. “Look, let me explain. I’ve always hated that fact. It’s complete, utter bullshit that we have to ask a girl for permission to cum inside them. Have you ever tried blowing your load despite the girl saying no?”

Kyle left his question unanswered, more surprised at the fact that Thomas wasn’t a virgin. With his lecherous ways, you’d think…

“You just can’t. It’s physically impossible. And yet, if you’re right on the brink and you pull out, suddenly you’d explode all over the place.”

Kyle sighed very deeply. Kicking Thomas out of his room was very tempting right now. “Where are you getting at Tom?”

“Well, I was just on my way upstairs to do something about this fact; I’ve been thinking about it all day. But then I asked myself, why haven’t I changed it before?”

Obviously that question was rhetorical too because he continued without pause. “Because one of the girls used the World Processor today and changed reality, that’s why! Believe me, I’d have done something about it on day one if it hadn’t been the case!”

Kyle just stayed silent, trying to process what Thomas had just unloaded on him.

Thomas visibly sagged, defeated. “How are you not more upset about this?”

Kyle finally found his voice, his mind clearing. “…Because that’s how it’s always been?”

“Gah!” Thomas simply yelled, and ran out of the room.

Kyle ran off after him. “Tom, wait! What are you doing!?” The pair ran off throughout the house, making a beeline for the stairwell that led to the attic.

As Thomas entered the dusty room, he called back down to Kyle. “Getting ****!”

It wasn’t long before the two of them were in front of the old machine, its screen dark and inactive. Thomas quickly logged onto the World Processor, designating his user name, and started typing.

“I’ll make it so that girls can only orgasm when a guy cums inside their pussies.” He said as his finger flew across the keyboard. “That’ll make things even!”

He finished typing and pressed enter, the world flashing, and gave Kyle a glare when he was done. He quickly added “Don’t you dare tell anyone any of this!” before stalking out of the attic, leaving Kyle alone with his thoughts.

Kyle had in fact barely heard Thomas, his mind struggling with a strange duality. He very vividly remembered Thomas stating how he planned on getting his ****, but Kyle failed to see how it even constituted as **** in the first place: For as long as he could remember, it was common knowledge that for a girl to achieve orgasm, she’d have to risk pregnancy and let a man cum inside her.

And yet some part of him knew that this knowledge was false; newly fabricated by Thomas and the power of the World Processor. He felt himself becoming anxious and shook his head clear of his conflicting thoughts. No sense in thinking too much about it.

He had another problem: if Thomas was able to infer that one of the girls had made an unfair change, surely the girls could deduce that Thomas had just done the same in return. Kyle failed to share his roommate’s view point on the matter, but it was possible that one of the girls might have similar thoughts.

Sure, individually they might be unfair, but together they made sense. A guy could only cum inside a girl during sex if said girl gave him explicit permission. Afterwards, as the man filled her pussy, she’d join him in orgasm, his triggering her own. A girl allowing her man to cum inside her is a huge sacrifice on her part; it meant she was ready to risk sharing pregnancy with her partner. As a reward for that risk, she'd orgasm.

The act made perfect, logical sense.

Still, one of the girls might find it unfair, and the last thing Kyle wanted was a feud between his roommates. He stared at the World Processor, wondering how he could fix things.

How does he fix things?

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