I was a 34 year old man when the lottery called me to rebalance. I emerged from the tank as a 19 year old voluptuous woman and was handed over to my assigned breeding steward. The first night with him, I cried when he took me to bed.
The next morning, he left me alone naked, locked in his 80th floor penthouse apartment. The door to the balcony was open and a note just said “make your choice”
I looked over the ledge, a long drop and a quick stop to end it all. I’d die a free.
I looked back into the bedroom. A life of humiliation, sexual servitude, and pregnancy. But it was still a life.
A “real man” would have gone over the railing, but my knees turned to jelly, I lost my nerve and sat my round feminine ass on the rail. I then knew that I was not a real man, I was just a rebalance girl
When my master returned home, he found me kneeling in the foyer ready for him. I had made my choice.
Kris Greg
2025-09-27 12:28:44 +0000 UTC