Your computer and stories have all vanished, along with your cock. Around your room unfamiliar and terrifying posters decorate the walls. Heavily pregnant women feature, proudly cradling their swollen bellies, and beaming shit-eating grins as they triumphantly display their bloated bodies like the highest goal they can attain.
Belatedly, you spot a pile of pages, a staple in the corner holding it together. Drawn towards it, as if you know it'll contain answers, you read the cover page with growing panic.
"Patriarchy Resurgent!" The title proclaimed.
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It was set in a parallel reality, where scientific and medical breakthroughs had brought a more sexist society into existence. That the problems of men and unemployment were placed firmly at the door of working women, stealing their jobs.
The dominant party had won by a landslide, with a surprising number of women voting for men to take control. Naturally, soon after women lost the right to vote, and medical science stepped up, to boost womens fertility, and the ideal woman was shown as being bare-foot and pregnant. Unknown to many, docility medication ensured the transition was smooth and without incident.
It was an intriguing story, and the vulnerability thrilled and excited you. Though, as you realised how feminine you were, it took on the dystopian air in a way, that amplified your anxiety leaving you disturbed and delighted in equal measure. It truly was a world you'd love to see as a man.
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