Jeff was feeling pretty horny the day the Chronivac arrived, a fact that would have a significant impact on the course of world history. You see, Jeff considered himself an ass man. And as he examined the far-reaching possibilities of the Chronivac, he decided: why not shape the world around that? He was sick of seeing old men running everything. If he was going to have to see important people on the news all the time, why not the REAL important people?
Jeff spent the morning thinking about his plan. He was shocked, and quite impressed, to find that everything he thought of, the Chronivac would do. The first thing he did was set it up so that, moving forward, all positions of importance would be held by women with great asses. The nicer the ass, the more power she would have. Jeff realized that there would be some otherwise unattractive women with really amazing asses who would get ahead, but he was willing to take that risk. He also realized that he would personally suffer from it, as he, like all men, would become professionally subordinate to any woman, as all women would have better women's asses than any man. But again, Jeff was willing to take the hit personally to make this happen. He thought of a few more nice touches, which he entered into the Chronivac with one hand as he used the other to stroke himself. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He came right at the same time he hit ENTER.
Jeff sat back. Nothing had changed; he could still hear birds chirping outside like on any normal day. Ah well, he thought, it was fun to imagine.
Then he turned on the news.
It was all the networks were talking about. Everyone had independently decided that the best policy moving forward was to put women with great asses into power. No one minded the change, either: everyone, even the men who would lose out, thought it was a great idea. Every country was handling the transition differently, too. In America, where Jeff lived, the plan was for women to spend the next month submitting requests for any and all jobs they would want, and at the end of the month, each spot would go to whichever woman with the nicest ass had put in a request. That would filter down until everyone had gotten jobs. The process would be ongoing too, with updated rankings every three months. That way, women who were putting in effort to improve their physiques would rise up in the world, while women whose asses were becoming less appealing to Jeff would slowly ease themselves out. And that was the best part: Jeff remembered to set the Chronivac so that there were no arguments over the pressing issue of the day, as everyone immediately adopted Jeff's opinion about who had the finest asses.
The TV news went to commercial, but not before playing the video for Saucy Santana's "Booty," which Congress had just made the national anthem. Jeff couldn't believe it. This had all gone perfectly.