not just yet

Justin doubles back to his previous table to grab his coffee, and lingers for a while looking around the room. For a moment he considers flirting with the cute femboy barista behind the counter, but his nerves get the better of him. He chooses instead, to head outside and explore the new and familiar world he created. Perhaps it was naive of him to think the changes he made would result in some wild world of sex fantasy, but he was continually surprised by how similar this new world was to the last. Did the book even have any power? Had he not still vaguely remembered his life from before, being in a different body with different genitalia, he might even believe this was simply how the world had always been. On closer inspection however Justin did certainly notice a world with a much more fluid take on gender expression. He saw more crop tops skirts and booty shorts on men today than he ever had at any pride parade in his old world. As well it seemed very few people in this new world had no hips to speak of, namely just a small majority of men. Walking down the main road cutting through his simple college town he can't stop staring at all the exposed skin and thicc asses he passes. How the hell does anyone in this world manage to keep it in their respective pants amazes him.

On his way home Justin starts researching the effects hes had on the world through Oggle the leading search engine created by Harriet page and Sergey Bin. Having a hard time finding much on his crappy cell service, he's plenty eager to return to his dorm and find out all he can. His coffee goes cold without another sip the whole walk home, and is quickly forgotten on the entertainment stand the moment he bursts through the door. Apparently this world, being full of several distinct socially recognized sexes and not just two, has certainly had an effect in some larger aspects of life. While this world still has sexism he finds that the people who claim to be most effected are often instead femboys and cuntboys like himself. Men are objectified more than women, but maintain a higher social status than femboys and cuntboys. While this brought him great dismay at first he soon learned a side effect of the mistreatment and objectification thrown their ways was restaurants themes around objectifying them much like Tallywackers or Hooters from the world he faintly recalls. The closest equivalent in this world, hired exclusively femboys. A femboy Hooters if you will, named instead BoiMeat, was a widely recognized chain restaurant that served up plenty of eye candy. Another such shop Mccuntboys, apparently was not far from the dorms.

Justin takes a moment to consider if the thought of being eye fucked by customers in a revealing outfit had ever titillated him as much before as it did now. He was enraptured in descriptions of the restaurant and its policies. The uniform appeared to be a red open vest and yellow panties. the Mccuntboy servers skate around the establishment in roller blades, and apparently make good money on tips. Boimeat was similar, with short shorts and thin tight shirts. He suspected the clientele was likely fairly similar as well. Justin had also learned while going down this research rabbit hole, that both femboys futas and cuntboys all have higher libidos on average. Perhaps it was this tidbit justin used to help justify fingering himself at the desk im his shared dorm while searching grindr and scruff for a hookup.