Stumpy_jim

Doomslayer, the doom marine, the bane of the demons of hell, the slayer of titans, and the greatest hero of humanity. As he fought off the demons from the mars research base of Phobos, a portal opened up and the remaining dregs of the demon forces fled. His rage ever boiling, he gave chase with his entire arsenal weapons and dove in after them. Yet when he emerged from the other side, his weapons were gone, his abilities vanished, he no longer had a dick, he had a huge pair of tits, and an indomitable will to dominate every dick she now came across.

A thousand years into the future, humanity has began to travel the stars. On ships of all makes and designs, they explore the great utter vastness that is space. Yet humanity is not what it once was, no. A thousand years ago, there was countless wars, argumentsm betrayals and . One day there was a massive war that where introduced was a virus that nearly killed the entire population of the planet. So the scientists worked day and night, spending years researching how to make the population grow again, and then managed it twenty-two years after the release of the virus. Hermaphrodites, futanari, dickgirls, newhalves, this was their solution: make everyone a single gender that can perpetuate the species should such a disaster ever happen again. Though many were resistant at first, but through the generations, it was accepted. The population bounded back and stabalised, science grew, spaceships made and now humans, nomads of space.

Mythology is sure interesting, all the wars, battles, dilemmas, interesting characters and strange moments. One thing that is fascinating about life and mythology, is sex; there are many interesting stories that imply it but never does anyone seem to question what happens. This answers some of those questions.