Authors note: this is one of my previously-written episodes which I have altered slightly and re-posted to a different branch hoping (sorry for the honesty) for some continuation.
Also, Jon = I.
I wondered what sort of reality should I try. Should I go for a minor difference or a minor one. Then I remembered a short adult story I read once about an alternate evolutionary route followed by the humankind and some of its interesting results...
I decided it would be fun to try this one scenario...
"What if" I spake into the device "humans lived in communities similar, in a way, to those of bee hives and matched a following description:
"Only one in every 10,000 of people was male and therefore males would become 'Kings' just as there's a Queen in every bee hive. Each city would be a collection of females of different roles and one King. Even though all the females would have free will and their own free minds, the King's pheromones would make them loose control over their bodies whenever he wished, making them extremely submissive towards him, to the extend that they could even suicide if he ordered them to. The females usually neither enjoy it nor fell comfortable with it, nevertheless they never try to fight their own King's 'call' as they instinctively know that he is too valuable for the survival of the species to not be respected."
I thought about all those hordes of women just for me. I smiled and kept dictating the details of the reality I knew from the story.
"There is four types of females in any city-hive:
The Workers - doing all the hard and dirty work (e.g. ironworks, cleaning severs, farming, building). An average worker would be 5'10'' tall and have body build and strength similar to this of an average man in current reality.
The Warriors - doing all the fighting (e.g. police, King's guard or military in an unlikely event of hive wars). An average worker would be 7'2'' tall and have a body of an extremely muscled Amazon.
The Thinkers - doing all the intellectual work (e.g. teaching, art, science research). An average thinker would be only 5 feet tall, quite fragile and physically weak. Each one of them, however, would be a savant in hers field allowing the hive to develop technologically and culturally.
The Multipliers - whose only purpose is to give birth to children and nurture them before they're passed on to The Thinkers one day after their birth (from which day on the only contact of a Multiplier with her child is for the breastfeeding). Each multiplier would be an exaggeration of female sexuality, in the most stereotypical way possible, so that they can serve their role effortlessly. Each time a multiplier gives birth to a new member of a hive, she doesn't suffer any loss in her looks; the pregnancy-caused hormonal bomb often causes the opposite to happen. Also because of the high levels of female hormones The Multipliers are weak mentally and therefore submissive not only to the King but also to other females and to each other."
"Although all the females could get pregnant, The Multipliers have developed to become impregnated every single time any amount of semen is present in their vaginas. Also in order to keep the population's numbers stable, The Multipliers' pregnancy became much shorter, lasting only 2.5 hours (approx 15 minutes for every month). A side effect of such a high fertility rate is the lack of menstruation cycle (they are always fertile), constant breast lactation and increased chance of twin or triplet pregnancy."
That was all I remembered from the story. There was just one little thing I decided to add myself.
"The King's testicles are to the size of tennis balls, so that he won't ever run out of semen. Also Kings are to have infinite stamina and to be capable of starting a new intercourse within one minute after they ejaculated. He'd usually use this ability to have sex with one Multiplier repeatedly, enjoying watching how she gets exhausted as he continues fucking her despite of her rapidly advancing pregnancy."
I stopped talking pleased with the sick products of my imagination and looked at the device. The screen said: "Preparing Reality Jump... Estimated Jump Time: 2 minutes.
There was still some time left and I decided that I could use the stone to make my New Reality experience even more interesting.
"I wish" I whispered into the stone "that even though I'll retain all my memories, my New Reality's body is going to behave in a way appropriate for it, as described by me before."
I wondered how the next few hours, days, maybe weeks is going to be like. I imagined myself surrounded by legions of beautiful women, a great deal of them made purely to be fucked... And me as the King having the absolute power over them. Or wait...
"Oh God I didn't specify that I am to be the King!" I shouted terrified of what I might have just done. But it was too late as the countdown on the device's screen reached zero and bright light engulfed me.
I could only hope I was lucky. Only one person out of 10,000 was to be the King. How likely was it I was going to be the one? Unfortunately not very...a
