Martin Reynalds, living in New Zealand and aged 37, ironically the plague was the best thing that ever happened to him. He was an only child from parents that were already dead when the plague hit. His mother-in-law was too old- which was a massive sigh of relief right there. His wife died in the plague, but she was a shrew that was henpecking him to death and he hated her, he absolutely hated her. No kids, she got her tubes tied to protect a figure she didn't have. Co-workers annoying, but with the collapse of the work force he never did see the ones that did survive anyway. So Martin Reynolds ended up alone in the world, but thanks to the fact he hated almost eveyone he knew he was oddly loving it.
Then the doctor's appointment. Martin Reynolds went in for a check-up with a new doctor, something he always regreted. How many times did he need to hear he was overweight, balding, and his familiy had a history of heart disease? The only real advantage he had physically was a cock that was 10 inches long when erect. The new doctor, a pretty young woman of course, discovered that not only was it really that big but that he could still get erections. Dutifully testing for fertility, Martin discovered he was one of the 800.
Given a badge he's been loving every minute of it. He's envoked the badge whenever a woman has caught his eye, often taking her right where they were standing in public just for that extra edge of humiliation- a huge turn on for Martin. Enjoying the badge to his fullest, he doesn't even pretend to attempt dating anymore- and has used the badge so much he's achieved his ideal body weight despite his diet of mostly fast food. More then one person has noted that pre-plague his tactics would have counted as serial rape, but since he always flashes the badge before penetrating it's perfectly legal if unpopular. To the women of New Zealand he's become known as "The Big-Cock Bastard", and he's living his dream. |