Getting ready for a brand-new world

I collapsed onto one of the lounge’s sofas letting out a sigh of satisfaction. My cock was still standing at attention, a testament to my superhuman sexual stamina. However the same stamina didn’t extend to the rest of me, I was exhausted now and decided to rest.

Alex was lying on his back on the coffee table, his head hanging off the side and looking at me while panting heavily. “Was I to your satisfaction, Master?”

“Definitely.” I replied, smiling at him.

“I’m glad.” Alex smiled.

“I think it’s time we got this show on the road, though.” I said and Alex started to get up. “Clean yourself up and join me on the couch.” I ordered.

Once Alex was standing, I blinked and suddenly he was exactly as he had been before our little romp. Not a trace of my cum was left, and his mascara, which had long ago started trailing down his cheeks, was now back to normal, nice and neat. He plopped down on the sofa next to me and I threw an arm over his shoulder, tugging him closely next to me.

“Are you thinking about the reality you wish to create?” Alex asked.

I looked at him. “You can’t read my mind?” I had no idea why I assumed he could, he’d given no indication, but it still seemed to surprise me.

Alex shook his head. “Not yours, Master. The Studio did not create you, so it does not have a complete map of your brain. It, and therefor I, cannot predict your thoughts. I will be able to accurately predict the thoughts of anyone created in your reality, however.”

“Interesting.” I replied, frowning slightly. The idea that the Studio was such a complicated machine that it was capable of tracking the thoughts of every single living thing it created was awe-inspiring. “Anyway, yes, I was thinking about the reality I wish to create.

“I’m a pretty simple guy, and for now I just want to relax and enjoy myself. I’d like my world to be an exact copy of the reality I came from…” I paused, immediately realizing that the terminology was going to get complicated. “Let’s call the world I came from ‘Reality Zero’, and we’ll just number each reality I make after. I can make more than one, right?”

“If you wish.” Alex replied. “Creating a new one will also create a new Studio dedicated to it as well.”

“For now we’ll just stick with one, then.” I said. “And the changes I want to make are pretty simple. My goal is to create a world where I am free to get myself off in any way I want with whoever I want. A ‘free-use’ world, I suppose.”

“Understood.” Alex nodded. “There are many ways of going about that.”

“Indeed. Let’s start with some general changes, though. Start our scope wide then narrow it down.”

Alex nodded again, listening intently and most likely, I imagined, making the changes as I listed them.

“Firstly, I want all people to be generally more attractive. The effects of aging are diminished, wrinkles and other debilitating effects occurring later and with less intensity. The average metabolism will be higher by means of speeding up the slowest metabolic rates rather than raising the fastest.” This latter change was in order to reduce the rate of obesity overall. “And the average cup size for women will increase one size, but the inconveniences of larger breasts, such as back and neck pain, will be eliminated.”

My next change was a bit more drastic. I was ready to embrace my curious form of bisexuality with open arms now. “Secondly, roughly fifty percent of male population will change dramatically. This half of the population will be called…” I paused, thinking of a good name, “fems instead of men. This subsection of the male gender will be distinctly feminine in pretty much the same ways you are.” I gestured to Alex’s appearance. “Very slight breasts, thicker thighs, rounder butts, feminine faces and so on.”

“Understood.” Alex replied. I was glad that the subtlety I was trying to convey wasn’t lost on him. I didn’t want all fems to look exactly like Alex, after all.

“Thirdly, fem personality will vary from the typical male. All fems will be bisexual, crossdressers, and inherently submissive. In fact, they will be so submissive that they enjoy being objectified and molested, and will usually enthusiastically comply with such advances. In fact, it is universally acceptable for an individual who is attracted to a fem to use them in any way they wish in order to get their rocks off.

“There are two exceptions to this rule, if the fem explicitly does not give consent to the act, it will be still considered ****. The second exception is if the fem is in a committed relationship with someone that isn’t a fem. That lover will have the final say in regards to giving consent.” I thought for a moment, a possible addendum occurring to me. I decided it might be interesting and kind of hot. “However, even if a fem is in a committed relationship, women are permitted to light foreplay such as touching, light smooching, even flirting, with or without permission.”

“Sounds interesting.” Alex nodded along.

“Next, slight differences with standard men and women. Men, myself excluded, are less aggressive sexually, particularly in public or around company. Women, however, are more open to exploring their own sexual interests, and all women are universally bisexual. Clothing choices for women are generally less conservative and they typically have better body image, in addition, bras are only worn for fashion purposes and are pretty rare.”

“Fascinating.” Alex commented. “So far, in case you aren’t aware, you are straying slightly from your original goal. You have set yourself up as being justified in doing anything with the fems, but not anyone else.”

“Ah,” I said, poking Alex’s puffy lips playfully, “I wasn’t finished. Now we move on to changes about me.”

Alex smiled at the touch, nodded, and began listening intently again.

“I am an exception to these rules. Though every person knows it, they never acknowledge my exception unless I ask. I may do anything I wish to anyone I please without consequence for myself or the other party. If my name is cited as a reason for any tardiness or absence from obligations, no trouble will befall the individual I choose to have fun with. This individual will also be not only consenting to my actions or commands, but will be enthusiastic in their compliance, whatever form that might take for the individual.”

“Ah, I understand now.” Alex said. “You simply set up the rest so that you might have occasional eye-candy.”

“Or inspiration, yes.” I smiled. “And on that note, I have a question for you.”

“Yes, Master?”

“Are you capable of appearing in the reality I create?”

“Easily.” He smiled at me.

“Good, then I would like you to be present in reality one as my new boyfriend.”

“I would be honored.” He genuinely did look honored.

“And finally, since you are incapable of reading my thoughts, it would make changing things silently a bit of a pain. Any ideas?”

“Well, Master, while I cannot read your thoughts, I am omniscient to all of the events of reality zero as well as any reality you create. Your predecessor had a notebook that he wrote all orders for me in that I was constantly monitoring. Something similar could work for you.”

My grandfather was clever, that certainly would work. But perhaps I could do something even more discreet. Carrying around a notebook everywhere I went would be a bit strange.

“How about you add yourself as a contact in my cell phone, and anything I text to you will serve the same function. Since I am planning on having you present in my world anyway, it seems appropriate.”

Alex smiled. “That would work perfectly, Master.”

“Good, I’m excited now.” I said standing up from the sofa. “Let’s wrap things up so I can get right to it.”

“Of course, Master.” Alex stood up as well.

The prospect of this brand-new world was making me extremely stir-crazy. I couldn’t wait to get out there and explore it.