Twenty girls for every boy

Being in world where the guys are dominant over amazonian women could be fun, but only if you're the one being dominant. If the other guys are just as dominant as you, then they could get in your way.

The only answer is to make sure there are plenty of girls for every guy. You wish that instead of there being just as many men as women, it's a twenty to one ratio with hot women in the majority.

Nothing seems to change. Thinking that this needs more investigation, you stand and say, "We'd better go back inside."

"Whatever you say," says Sarah enthusiastically. She takes your hand and walks with you out from under the bleachers.

As soon as you get back to the school you see the difference your wish made. Girls are everywhere. Tall, hot, busty girls like before, except now they're all looking at you longingly. They're everywhere, and they all look at you like they're in heat. Soon a few of them are following you down the hall, looking at you like a god and looking at Sarah with envy.

"Hi!" says the curviest redhead you've ever seen. "I'd love to lick your balls! Or do your biomolecular chemistry homework. Whatever!"

A tall Asian girl, well, short by this world's standards, pushes in beside the redhead. "Candy does really sloppy work. That's good for the ball licking but bad for the biomo chem. I'll be happy to help with both!"

More girls clamor around and make offers. This must be what being a rock star feels like, and now every guy in the world is treated like this all the time! The dazzling array of female flesh around you just begs to be fucked. Literally.

They're also still offering homework help. The subjects sound way over your head, so women must still be much smarter than men, despite being submissive. You'll definitely need to take the girls up on both types of offers.

Realizing that there are only a few guys around, all of which are being treated the same as you, you wonder what exactly your wish did with all the men in the world. Did the population go through the roof and there are twenty times as many schools now? Did nineteen guys out of every twenty disappear? Whatever it was, you make another wish to ensure that the guys you like are still around. You see your friend Phil appear in front of you and you wave to him. He doesn't notice you because four cheerleaders you've never seen before have their hands down his pants and up his shirt.

You stop before entering your next class and look around at the crowd of girls following you. They stare at you with expectant smiles. One blonde girl has already opened her blouse and is stroking an F-cup breast to get your attention. They all want to know if you're going to take any of them up on their offers. Even Sarah looks eager for another round.