Year 2020. Virtual reality dominates the tech market, popularity surges with hyper-realistic VR porn. New subcultures arise, predominantly male and sexually disenfranchised, obsessed with a dreamlike world of eternal love and pleasure. Male presence in the workplace slowly shrinks as more and more are seduced into a more perfect reality. Females seem to be unaffected, an oddity the subject of much debate and discussion. Some theorize that males are being "weakened" by widespread estrogen hormones in household products. Others believe it is simply the mammalian male brain fulfilling its natural duty.
Year 2030. The male escapism subculture surges. You'd be hard-pressed to find a man at a meeting, conference, or in a government, and strangely enough things seem to be running smoothly. Even masculine proponents have realized VR as an outlet for all their woes. Radical feminism grows as a necessity to cope with reality's male problem. A new form of "livestreaming" appears – "femwatching", where a man can put on a headset and view life from the eyes of a real-life woman, observing her every movement and action day in, day out, experiencing all her minute sensory perceptions. Many men find this preferable to real life. Males who remain in mundane reality are ridiculed and laughed at by the female majority for the follies of their gender. Television portrays men as bumbling idiots with uncontrollable sex drives easily manipulated by anything female.
Come one, come all! Feminist supremacy has prevailed and the future is here!
"The few remaining men exist out their puny days dropped out on drugs or strutting around in drag or passively watching the high-powered female in action, fulfilling themselves as spectators, vicarious livers. It is electronically possible for them to tune into any specific female they wants to and follow in detail her every movement. The females kindly, obligingly consent to this, as it won't hurt them in the slightest and it is a marvelously kind and humane way to treat their unfortunate, handicapped fellow beings.."
NYT Article, 2050
Year 2070. There are no more men in reality. Swathes of "male slums" dot the landscape as women go about their everyday lives. Hunchbacked male animals grovel within. Some of them ogle VR porn, completely detached from real life. But you've been carefully observing one woman's VR livestream for two years now.
Eva. When she wakes up, you wake up. Her life is perfect. So beautiful and elegantly arranged, better than your life ever was. In your life, all the girls would make fun of you for being weak or stupid, and you'd get sad and go home and turn on your VR set. It started as a hobby, turned into a vicious cycle, and became an obsession. One day at work in real life, a female coworker was really bitter towards you, and kicked you in the balls. Everyone just laughed and stared. From that day forward, you vowed to never experience any horrible male existence again – Eva's beautiful existence was there to comfort you.
You love observing every single aspect of Eva's life, day in and day out. Missing any portion is like missing a part of yourself. You love watching her eat breakfast, put on clothes, go to work, talk with friends, experience wonderful female emotions. It's just so much better than your male life of teasing and suffering. You love Eva. She's your life. She's your goddess and you'd do anything for her.
Another lazy Saturday morning. You're in the middle of experiencing Eva's breakfast. You try to focus on the way her delicate lips envelop the food, and the wonderful taste, the feeling of the chair beneath her. But suddenly you feel a short, swift tap on your foot. Your real male foot. Feelings of horror crawl up your spine.
Your eyes widen from exhilaration and fear. Your hands flail wildly, panicking, seriously afraid. An attacker? A thief? That girl who hates you? Finally you grab your VR headset and throw it off violently, it crashes into the wall and your body instinctively shrivels up into a fetal position on the floor, shivering uncontrollably from fear. "Help me help me" you babble. You see a high heeled leather boot planted right next to your face… holy shit… you look up and see the most beautiful woman of your life in your house right now. You have an erection and precum is already leaking out.
"I am here to purge these slums of useless males. Your addictions are wasting our technology and resources. If you cannot prove yourself worthy of any societal function, the purging process will begin."
Holy shit. What should you do? Kiss her boots? Beg to her? Run and jump out the window? Something else? You decide /femdom/.
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