WHAT IF THE POPULATION OF EARTH WAS 95% WOMEN AND 5% MEN? *Flash* Max took a quick second to check himself to make sure he hadn’t suddenly become a girl himself. With a relieved smile, he continued. WHAT IF, BECAUSE OF THE LOW MALE POPULATION, IT WAS GLOBALLY REQUIRED FOR MEN TO HAVE A HAREM OF WOMEN? *flash* WHAT IF THERE WERE NO NEGATIVE CONSEQUENCES TO INCEST IN HUMANS? *flash* WHAT IF PREGNANCY AND BIRTH WASN’T UNCOMFORTABLE OR PAINFULLY FOR WOMEN, BUT WAS INFACT ENJOYABLE AND PLEASURABLE? *flash* WHAT IF GIVING BIRTH TO TWINS AND TRIPLETS WAS THE NORM FOR HUMANS AND SINGLE BIRTHS WERE RARE? *flash* With the new world order in place, Max was ready to take advantage. After a few more changes. WHAT IF I HAD UNLIMITED STAMINA WHEN IT CAME TO SEX AND SEXUAL ACTIVITIES, AND COULD CLIMAX AS MANY TIMES AS I WANTED WITHOUT INJURY? *flash* WHAT IF MY DICK CHANGED IN SIZE TO PROVIDE MAXIMUM PLEASURE TO WHOMEVER I WAS CURRENTLY HAVING SEX WITH? *flash* WHAT IF EVERY TIME I CLIMAX INSIDE A WOMAN THEY BECOME SMARTER, STRONGER, SEXIER, AND MORE IN LOVE WITH ME? *flash* Max had to step away from the machine. That many changes back to back gave him a headache from all the flashing. What time was it anyway? Max looked at his watch and saw that it was 4:19 AM. He had to be awake in a few hours for school. With his adrenaline and libido high and his headache pounding, he doubted he’d get any sleep, but he knew it was best to at least try. Today was going to be a big day after all.
Max walked over to his bed and slipped under the covers. With a sigh, he closed his eyes and did his best to relax. A shuffling next to him caused Max to shoot up in the bed. He threw off the covers and turned on his lamp.
“What the hell?” A girl groggily asked. She was cute. Her hair was bright auburn and in a pixie cut, with freckles adorning her cheekbones and nose. She was a similar height to Max, just slightly shorter at 5’ 10” with a modest, C cup bosom, and slender hips. Clothed currently in an oversized, blue tshirt and matching basketball shorts. But, all Max was currently concerned with was the fact that a girl he didn’t know had been sleeping in his bed.
“Who are you and what are you doing in my room?” Max questioned, trying not to shout.
The girl squinted at him with emerald eyes. “This isn’t funny Max,” she hissed “we have school tomorrow, get back in bed.” With a huff, she grabbed the blanket and swaddled herself in it.
Max didn’t know how to react. He had just used the machine to dramatically change the statues quo of the earth. It stands to reason there would be some major changes. Only now did Max realize that he had basically created a parallel world to the one he was familiar with, and he had no idea about its history or customs. That could be a problem. But any problem can be solved with the right tool, Max thought as he eyed the What_If Machine.