Yes, it seems wonderful in that you are the only man in a world of women- but what if that's because the women murdered them? An unpleasant thought to say the least. So before stepping out from the apartment you search it looking for clues as to what happened.
The search ends in the bedroom, fittingly enough, when you discover that half of your clothes are expensive suits. The badges in the pockets of the jackets seem to be simple metal affairs with metal versions of the red cross with a male symbol in the center. A briefcase also rested next to the closet, telling a story.
Apparently in this world, something happened 5 years ago. Some sort of cosmic radiation completely unseen before by science- and before anyone knew what was going on any unprotected human being with a y-gene had melted into a thin goo. Fortunately about 20,000 men around the world, mostly by sheer dumb luck, were behind enough radiation shielding to survive, including you.
Now looking at the papers in the briefcase it appears that those 20,000 men were put to work. You work for the UN, and your job is to get women pregnant. And if what the paperwork in front of you is telling you is true, you've jumped in with gusto. Granted you seem to work at a center where only women who want to get pregnant go to, but you've still slept with enough women to have fathered just under 600 children and still going strong.
And from the clock on the wall, it seems you better head to work. |