Head for the entrance

You continue towards the entrance, deciding to meet up with Maria later. You see a girl in a very normal looking school outfit, at least compared to yours, passing by your friend on the bench in the opposite direction. She shields her eyes from your friend's sodomization as she walks by, undisturbed by sexual **** from the men around her. She moves away from the spermtacular without anyone touching her or looking twice. You miss being so young.

The laws have changed a lot since the virus hit. While growing lax about most sex, they remain the same for those underage, so women under 18 at your school have an entirely different experience. Minor women all over have a tendency to dress extra conservatively by law, to denote the difference and keep the men away. The men have plenty of half naked fish to fry, so they generally respect the conservative dress, even in older women.

The virus begins taking effect on women as they reach sexual maturity, but the dumbing effects take hold well before the 18th birthday. By the time they come of age, girls at school have a lot of catching up to do. The senior class of women over 18 this year contains more than 50% girls on their second to even fifth try, or more, simply from lack of doses as a minor and having trouble keeping their grades up.

Dumb and unfuckable are highly related conditions now, but the earlier you develop, the worse it can be. The school tries to help with the skimpy over 18 uniform and things like the spermtacular, but they can only do so much. Well developed 17 year old girls are still the most common coma patients.

The men on the other hand...

As you near the women's section, a tall wobbling man in a long trench coat approaches the men's section, passing by the "Over 18 only" sign and laughing at it with two voices. No one's checking IDs in this place, but you assume anyone you fuck will be 18 or older. Certainly God himself wouldn't let anything else happen to you.

"Jeez, how obvious does a disclaimer have to be before it breaks the fourth wall?" You mumble sourly at the narrator, as you walk through the door to find...