Slut Galaxy/Chapter One/Ask her why they changed your body
From Create Your Own Story
She grins.
"Why not? We had to rebuild you from your DNA, why not make you as perfect a physical specimen as possible?" She lets her eyes rove over you with a naughty smile. "It certainly makes me happier to be standing here."
Then she meets your gaze and a serious look crosses her beautiful face. "But there's a real reason, too, and it's the same reason we've brought you here from the past." She sighs. "You see, there are no men left in the galaxy. That probably sounds ludicrous, but it's true. Long ago a warlord conquered the known universe, and to make a long story short, he developed and released a virus that altered the genetic code of every woman in the Milky Way, making us unable to produce male offspring. Men of all sentient species died out. And unfortunately, that change to our DNA is not reversible, not by conventional means at any rate. The warlord's own genes are the only things that can undo the process, and we lost the ability to copy them when he died in a nuclear blast that eradicated all traces of him.
"But you... you are a different story. You're an ancestor of his. From tens of thousands of years before he was born, yes, but that Y-chromosome of yours is the same one. So that is why finding your genetic code was such a big deal, and why we've brought you here. Your semen will reverse the changes; women who have children with you will have a chance of little boys."
A shy smile appears on her face. "So to put it another way, the galaxy needs you to do your thing, with, er..." her eyes flicker down to your cock, and she licks her lips, "that thing."
She meets your eyes again. "So if you're going to be using it, why not make a few improvements?" She chuckles. "Any further questions?"
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