Chapter 3 by Nightflight406

Now, what kind of guy are you?

Harvey, a guy with a Futadom fetish

(Anyone is free to add their own choices. They are all open.)

Grinning Harvey wrote his new world out, but first, ground rules.

New Rule: Only Harvey can see the rulebook.

New Rule: Only Harvey can interact with the rulebook.

New Rule: Nobody else can see Harvey use the rulebook.

New Rule: The rulebook as well as a pen will appear in Harvey's hand whenever he wills it.

New Rule: At anytime, Harvey can return to this time when he wants.

Grinning, Harvey started writing rules.

New Rule: All men are sissy little Neko Femboys.

New Rule: All men's cocks are now one inch dicklettes.

New Rule: All women are now Amazon Futa's with foot long cocks.

New Rule: All men now only wear stockings, shoulder length gloves, and tiny cock cages.

New Rule: All women's clothing has to have large holes in the crotch area, so there cocks hang out.

As Harvey finished writing the last rule, he looked down to see his body shrink down until his body had little muscle, a large bubble butt, and a tiny penis locked in a tight cage. Reaching up, he felt cat ears on top of his head instead of the regular ones. Looking around he saw everyone else in the cafe, either freaking out about how their bodies changed, or the indecent exposure that was happening. Grinning, Harvey added one last rule.

New Rule: In thirty seconds, everyone's mind, except Harvey's, is going to think the world was always like this, and that futa women rule instead of men, and that men are just femboy sissy sluts to be used at will and always have.

Smiling, Harvey counted down the seconds, until the world's mindset changes.