Frank, a young man seeking to build a harem

The modern world undoubtedly changed when The New World Order took power. All adult women younger that 35 were required to receive a code tattooed on their left shoulder. If you or any man enters this specific code into a mobile app explicitly designed for the purpose, that woman was legally your ****. You can buy and sell slaves at will, using a transfer option in the mobile app. If a woman was a ****, she would be a **** for life, and you could do effectively anything to a ****. Any woman who failed to get properly registered, or who destroyed her tattoo, would be punished with slavery, and sold at the weekly auction in whatever town she was captured in, along with any other female criminals.

Frank was undoubtedly an accomplished computer engineer and actually coded the innovative app that controls the **** state of women across the country. He had only just finished the app in its entirety tonight, after over a week of work. As the establishment of the app wouldn't be announced until the next day, Frank had a head start on everyone else and planned to employ it. As soon as the announcement about the new fate of women was issued, Frank had begun thinking about who he should enslave and how. His main targets were his roommate, a 23-year old blonde named Alison that's been his friend since back in high school, his hot redheaded neighbor, a 20-years old named Melissa and her roommate, a 19-years old brunette named Chloe. Frank currently had no way of getting to Melissa or Chloe, but Alison had no way of knowing the app was operational. When Frank got to his apartment, he discovered Alison sitting on the couch waiting for him.

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When she noticed him, she jumped up with a panicked look in her fierce eyes.

"Frank, I have a problem. My boss threatened to enslave me once the app will be done, and I know he won't hesitate. If I stop going to work, it's a unforgivable breach of contract and he gets to enslave me anyway, and if I keep going there he'll learn my code and make me his ****, and I don't know what to do and I'm terrified and..."

Frank promptly cut her off with a gentle hug, instantly feeling Alison relax against him and break down in hysterics. He steered her to the couch, still hugging her. After a few breathless minutes, she calmed down enough to think and speak, rationally.

"What do we do? I don't want to become a **** to that man, no matter what the cost!"

"I have an idea, but I need some time to figure it out. The app isn't going to be available until tomorrow, and you won't see him until Monday. You should get some rest."

Thereupon, Alison went to bed and fell asleep as soon as her lovely head touched the plump pillow. Once he was certain she was asleep, Frank walked quietly into her familiar room, phone in eager hand. Alison was wearing a loose-fitting sleeveless shirt and tight shorts, unaware that she had anything to fear. It was almost laughable how easy it was for Frank to input the code and make Alison his legal ****, now safe from the questionable claims of anyone else.