Chapter 3
by OverwatchDva
What the hell is going on?
A Tour of the City
After making sure that you are safe and healthy yet again, Gloria gives you a clean bill of health. You are handed over to the team of soldiers that came to your protection and given clothes before heading out of the hospital. The woman that was the first through the door introduces herself as Juliet Price, a lieutenant with Meridian City's Special Task ****; the people that would be in charge of your care and protection. Outside was a sight completely foreign to you. Bright blue skies overhead, the temperature was comfortable with a slight breeze, birds flew across the crowded city streets. And speaking of crowds...
What seemed like an angry mob was waiting for you. Dozens if not maybe a hundred women were being held back by a line of soldiers dressed like Juliet. No, that was wrong. They weren't angry, they were cheering. For you?
"Stay close," Juliet and her team closed in around you as they escorted you to the limo awaiting you.
"What's going on? Are they rioting?"
"Exact opposite. Make a hole!" Juliet grabbed your hand and pulled you into the limo. Women were pressing their faces against the windows to get a better look at you. You were pretty sure you heard somebody yell "Show me that dick!"
The limo pulled out, followed by a convoy of armored vehicles, police motorcycles, and a few helicopters. How did Samantha and her people slip past all this? You were brought to a skyscraper where another mob of fans eagerly awaited your arrival. This time there were easily several hundred women. As you stepped out of the limo, their cheers grew louder until they all meshed together into an uncontainable roar. More energetic fans tried to cross the barriers set up but were immediately thrown back. However, the ones that caught your eyes were the women who were lifting their tops to get your attention. You never would have dreamed that there would be people cheering for you, nonetheless fighting for your attention.
One lady managed to break through the lines and raced up to you, her tits bouncing around and eventually slipping out of her top as she reached you. "Please," She cried, "Let me have your baby! I want to feel your warm cum inside me!" Her plea stunned your for a second. The lady was dragged back to the crowd and Juliet hurried you along.
"Make sure to stay respectful," Juliet said as she tidied you up. You two were riding an elevator to the top floor to meet the mayor of Meridian City. "Ms. Lawson is very nice, don't be afraid of her, but mind your manners, listen to what she has to say, and make your answers brief and to the point."
"I'm sorry," You said.
"For what?"
"Uh... well... your breasts are pushing against me so I missed all that you said."
Juliet just rolled her eyes.
When the doors opened you found yourself several hundred feet above the ground, in a large office with its own living room, grand piano, what looked to be a fireplace, and a massive desk made of dark wood. The woman sitting in the chair behind it, could only be assumed as Ms. Lawson.
"Good morning, Mr. Gale," She says as she stood to greet you, "I'm Olivia Lawson, but, please, call me Olivia. You can have a seat if you wish." You sat in the chair across from hers. She did not return to her own chair, instead sitting on the desk, bent over just enough to showcase her deep cleavage. "I'm sure you have many questions for me, so let's start there."
"Yeah... what the hell is going on? What is all this?"
Ms. Lawson chuckled. "Well, as you know, the world was all but on a downward spiral towards catastrophe. In order to save Humanity it was deemed necessary to freeze a certain number of people in order to thaw them at a later time and help rebuild society. During, that time a scientist created a substance to help purify contaminated water. The substance, called Chemical-B00B, did what was intended. It purified the water enough to drink without any adverse effects, and more. When administered to the environment it cured most radiation poison and as an aerosol, cleaned the air. However, a few decades after Chemical-B00B was administered en masse, the ratio of males to females being born was drastically changing in favor of females. As time passed, ninety-seven percent of all births were female."
"So how did Humanity... you know..."
"Procreate?"
"Yeah, that's a lot better word than what I was thinking."
"Alterations and bio-engineering. We were still able to birth people through laboratories, a process much akin to cloning. In the past few decades, however, a **** was created that allowed our bodies to temporarily enhance XY chromosomes and grow the part of our bodies that would allow procreation."
"You mean, you have a **** that lets you grow a penis?"
"Exactly that."
You nodded your head as if that wasn't one of the most asinine things that you had ever heard. "I understand." You did not. "So where do I fit in all this? It looks like everything is fixed, now."
"The problem we're dealing with has nothing to do with genetics or procreation, at all. It is more along the lines of dissidence."
"Dissidence?"
"Correct. You've already met Samantha Clay and her band of misfits. They have been a bane on our city for quite some time now. What I want is to enlist your help in stopping her."
"You want _me, someone who has just woken from cryostasis after four-hundred—"_
"Seven hundred."
"Thank you. _Seven hundred _years, to stop a criminal who has been running free for a very, _very _long time now? Who has evaded you and your army? Who probably has a network of other criminals working with her? And if I fail to capture her, she will most likely capture me and make me her prisoner? Leaving my fate in her hands?"
"That sums it up nicely."
"All by myself?"
"Oh Of course not." Olivia pressed a remote on her desk and a large screen descended from the ceiling. A headshot of you, other men, and almost a dozen women appeared. "These are some candidates that should help you out on your mission. A few of them are already under our employment, others, you may have to negotiate for their assistance."
You sat there staring at the screen. Pondering what the hell you had gotten yourself into. You hadn't even been awake for more than an hour and already you've been thrown into the fire. If only Bella was here.
"What do I get in return," You asked, arms crossed.
"We'll give you all the resources you need for the mission, within reason of course. You'll be on our payroll as a Meridian Task **** special agent. Housing. Food. And other... special privileges reserved for you." You didn't say anything but Olivia was sure she had caught your attention. "You have hundreds, if not thousands, tens of thousands of loyal fans out there. The vast majority of women you encounter have never seen a man before and even fewer have felt their touch. I can give you privilege to do as you desire with these women. As long as they consent to your demands, they'll be all yours."
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Commander's Saga
That Time I Woke Up In the Future and Became Commander of a Squad of Beautiful Women who are Half Nude
The year is 2277, Earth is all but dying. Famine, droughts, and war have caused to population to plummet to near catastrophic levels. The last ditch effort to save the Human race is to freeze those deemed worthy and to thaw them out in the future, to regrow and fix what remains of the Earth. You were one of these lucky few. You expected to awaken to desolate wastelands, toxic air, and irradiated wild life. However, what you awaken to is very much the opposite. Lush lands, cities, and beautiful women everywhere! But something seems off. There are only women. You are one of the few men in existence and as such you are a hot commodity and wanted by just about everybody! Both with good or malevolent intentions.
Updated on Oct 23, 2022
by OverwatchDva
Created on Oct 21, 2022
by OverwatchDva
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