The World Where Women Rule
by HelplessChime

Part 1: A New World

My day began like most of my days do these days. Ever since my sister hit her rebellious phase she’s taken to waking me up by dropping her ass onto my face. And this morning was no exception as I am ripped from my dreams with a large impact on my face as my ears begin to ring. I don’t even have my bearings yes as she wiggles side to side on my face and I struggle to both knock her off of my face and take a breath. Finally I get a grip on her hips and throw her off of me taking big gulps of air. At least this time she didn’t let out a fart. I turn to glare at her while she giggles to herself.

My sister Kat, Kat Bose. Already dressed for school in her usual attire of a loose fitting T-shirt and a pair of tight fitting black leather pants. She has short brown hair and a set of pretty blue eyes and, although I would never say it to her face, a perfect round ass. If only it wasn’t attached to such a bratty teenager. Ever since she hit sixteen she has been treating me coldly and going out of her way to harrass me. At first it was kind of endearing but after the forty something time of getting booty dropped in the morning that kind of wore off.

Rubbing my face to get some feeling back I open my mouth to say something to her about it but am cut off as she stops laughing stands up and dashes out of my room leaving me with a brief “Breakfast is ready”. I was going to call out to her but decided it wasn’t worth it and just pulled myself out of bed to get ready for school. I take a look at myself in the mirror and reflect.

My name is Matt. I’m a 19 year old senior and high school and currently living with my step mother and three step sisters. My dad remarried when I was fairly old around 14. It was then I got a new family. Honestly it was nice and we all get along relatively well. Unfortunately my father had been battling with cancer most of his life and finally passed a few years later. My step mother and I were devastated and really grew close during that time of mourning. Honestly I stopped calling her my step mother a long time ago just calling her mom now. After my dad passed I really threw myself into school. Anything to distract myself. I took up sports and am currently on the basketball team. Hell that’s probably the reason why I’m fit enough to pull my sister off of me every morning. I’m not one to brag but I’m a pretty big guy, blonde hair and green eyes. I’ve also become a much better student than I used to be bringing in straight A’s with the occasional B when I start letting up. But to keep those grades I’m going to need to get ready first, so I do as I get dressed and run downstairs to greet the day.

I dash past my sibling’s rooms down the stair jumping the last three steps and walking into the dining room to great the family. The first of which being my mother, Tammy, setting down a plate for me at the table as she greets me with a smile. She's in her usual work attire of a black blouse and a black knee length skirt with her tan stockings black high heels. It amazes me to this day she never remarried because she could easily have any man she wanted. She may be 46 but she still has an impressive hourglass figure and a big pair of bee sting lips along with long brown hair that runs down to her waist. She could be a bit strict sometimes. Okay maybe a lot strict. Back when I was still kind of a punk kid I acted out by throwing all her shoes out. At first she seemed fine just kind of looked at me cold for about a week. Then at the end of the week she made me clean her only remaining pair of shoes with a toothbrush. It wouldn’t have been to bad if she didn’t take extra time to make them dirty and not to mention smelly. I learned my lesson that day. Well mostly that isn’t to say there weren’t more incidents like it. Nevertheless she is a very nice woman and cares for all of us greatly.

I smile back at her as I take my seat next to my two other sisters. On my right is my older sister Samantha who is texting away. She is dressed for her job as well in a tight business suit, a pair of black nylons, and her favorite purple flats. She very much takes after my mother from her great hourglass figure to her straight brown hair. Although her breasts have definitely outshadowed my mother at this point. This makes her job hard especially considering where she worked. She is currently lead researcher for an adult toys industry. Because she's a woman, and an attractive one at that, she has taken to acting as serious and professional as she can even at home. That is unless she has a stressful day and comes home drunk. Last time it happened she grabbed me on the couch and nearly smothered me to death crying about how much of a pig everyone one at work was. I didn’t sleep a wink that night and just like always she pretended it didn’t even happen the next day and went back to being a stone faced office worker. Still she is always there with sound advice if I need it so I love her all the same.

To my left and currently trying to get my attention is my little sister Amy. She's a ten year old and just adorable. Maybe I’m a little bias because she likes me so much but she's a real cute kid. She’s wearing her traditional attire of a pink and white striped shirt and a pair of knee length denim shorts along with her favorite light up shoes that are way too old to even light up anymore and a pair of white ankle socks. She is as playful as you would expect from a child of her age and is very fond of me. Maybe it's because I’m the closest thing to a male role model that she had. She really clung to me after the incident but even more she clung to her dolls. Mom says she is a little old for them but personally I think if they help her cope what's the issue. I only bring it up because she is begging me to play dolls with her today as always. I tell her that I can’t today because I’m going out with my girlfriend after school but I would tomorrow to which she seems excited.

Finally I see my middle sister Kat already eating though I feel that my introduction to her was fine enough. With everyone now at the table we begin breakfast. Talk is short between us, mostly asking everyone's plans for the day. Mom casually asks what I have planned for the date to which I respond that it was her idea to show me the new place she was interning at. Some sort of physics firm where they were doing some kind of crazy tests. I wouldn’t tell my mom that my main plan was to just find an abandoned closet and make out. Still she was really excited about it so I would stay interested as long as I could. I finish my breakfast quickly as I hear a ring at the doorbell knowing it was Tatiana, my best friend.

I thank mom for the food and grab my backpack before I fling open the door. On the other side is Tatiana greeting me with a smile as she waves me to follow her. I follow behind her admiring her beauty as always. Today she is wearing a white camisole and a pair of jeans with white canvas shoes and socks. She has a nice figure, not as dramatic as most of my family or even my girlfriend but she was still very pretty. We met right when I moved in by bumping into each other in the halls. We both noticed we had the same tv show as out wallpapers on our phones and found we shared a lot of interests. I honestly don’t know where I would be without her. I thought things might be awkward with her after an incident about a year ago. It was right after I started dating Camila, Tatiana didn’t know and confessed that she had feelings for me. When I told her I was dating someone she seemed really sad but said she still wanted to be friends. I happily agreed and she tells me every time I ask that she has gotten over it and I don’t need to worry. I believe her, or at least I’m willing to believe her to preserve our friendship. Since then all has been fine.

“So you study for that Math exam? Ah who am I kidding you big fuckin’ nerd of course you did. Hey let me copy your study guide? They’re always so detailed I’ll pass for sure.” She says to me walking backwards to face me while keeping pace.

“Why do I always have to give you the answers? If you just spent like an hour a day studying you wouldn’t even need my stuff” I respond judgingly

“Ya but counter argument, studying is stupid and takes to much time.”

“Fuck I can’t argue with that. Tell you what if you can copy it down by the time we get to school you can use it. Otherwise you’re out of luck.”

She shoots me a glare that turns to a smile before spinning around as we get to the bus stop. While we wait we mostly just hang out on our phones showing each other a meme we think is funny or a dumb post until the bus finally arrived and we hop on ready for another day of school.

Which never comes apparently. As we arrive at school it seems like the whole thing is shut down. People seem to be forming a crowd around the door and police tape wraps around the front doors with several officers standing guard. Confused I push my way past the crowd with decent ease forcing my way to the front coming face to face with an officer.

“What happened here is everyone okay?” I ask trying not to let any panic into my voice.

The man looks to me with a stern expression before speaking, “It looks like someone came in here last night and lit a couple of fires. A Lot of damage and we have to conduct an investigation so classes are going to canceled for all students today.” He says to me before going back to pushing the crowd away.

With a shrug I forced my way back through the crowd to where Tatiana was and filled her in. She seemed a little to happy about the fact someone torched our school but I guess if I just got out of a test I wasn’t prepared for I might be excited to. With nothing left to do suddenly Tatiana chimes in with a suggestion.

“Hey weren’t you supposed to meet up with your girlfriend at that weird tech place. Lets just go do that ya? Could be fun.” She says placing her hands behind her head. I’m caught off guard for a moment because I don’t remember telling her about that but I very easily could have mentioned it in passing. Part of me really just wants to go alone so I can spend private time with Camila but another part of me though it was going to be so boring that it could be fun to have Tatiana along for the ride. With a shrug I agree as we make our way to a city bus to take us to the institute.

The ride is long and boring to say the least. Outside of poking fun at some people on the bus the ride is long and uneventful until we arrive in front of “The Physics Institute for the Study of Parallel Dimensions”. The first thing out of your mouths was what a fucking mouthfull of a title it was. Laughing at it a bit I text Camila telling her we arrived at the place. She texts me back to meet her at the lobby which we decide to make our way to. The lobby is massive and covered in white sterile tile. It really gives the feeling of being in a lab which must have been what they were going for. Suddenly I hear my girlfriend call out from behind as I turn to see her.

Camila Malum. Nineteen years old and the love of my life. Currently she is wearing a white tank top and a pair of yoga pants along with her old running shoes. She must not have been working yet and jogged over to meet up with us. She's a tall latina woman with bright brown hair she keeps in a ponytail so its out of the way when she runs. She has relatively small breasts but easily the best ass I’ve ever seen round and toned like her legs from all the running she does. I met her a little over a year ago on the female basketball team. After seeing how she played I was smitten with her. I asked her out within a week and she agreed and since then I had no complaints. Okay well maybe one complaint. Camila is a bit of a tomboy, or maybe a lot of one. She constantly skips showers after a workout or comes over sweaty. She also does this thing where she shoves her foot in my face after a workout telling me to kiss it. I always push it down and she laughs at my embarrassment. She tells me it’s a prank and that's easier to believe than the idea she has some weird fetish. So I ignore it and outside of a little body odor every now and then life for us is good.

“Hey guys I thought you would be in school right now? Why here so early?” She asks bouncing up to us with a smile. She graduated last year and is currently taking a year off to do this internship for the experience. We fill her in on what happened and she looks a bit worried. “Oh I hope no one got hurt. I guess it was after hours though so everyone should be fine. Well come on I could give you a casual tour but I’m willing to skip to the real juicy stuff.” She says with a wink as she starts to lead the way.

“Juicy stuff. What kind of juicy stuff could be in this, no offense, super boring place.” I said waving my hand around gesturing to the building.

“The postal obviously. They think they have made a portal to another world.” Tatiana says casually. I could swear I see Camila flash her a glare but I shake it off and inquire more from Camila.

“Well basically we think we created a portal that leads to like an alternate version of our own reality. We aren’t exactly sure what is on the other side right now because we don’t have anyone trained to try and go through yet. But it could be cool to see.” She said leading us down a long hallway to a room labeled test room three.

She pushes open the door holding up a finger to shush us as we quietly slip in. What I see inside takes my breath away. A large wall with a special glass separates the room into halves. On our side are many monitors and scientific equipment I couldn’t even begin to understand. But on the other side of that glass was a large pink shimmering circle. It looked like a piece of fabric but glowed like the sun illuminating the room in a bright pink glow. Sparkles seemed to fly off of it hitting the glass before breaking and falling. I slowly walk to it mesmerised by it placing a hand on the glass. I feel a hand grab my shoulder as I turn to look thinking it’s Camila only to find a rag shoved over my face and have my vision blur before fading away.

When I come to I find myself unable to move. I can move my eyes but not body as I’m entirely limp. I see Camila leaned down in front of me waving her hand in front of my face to get my attention. It takes a moment but her face lights up as she realizes that I am conscious again.

“Oh hey baby! Look don’t be mad okay because I’m really not trying to do anything bad. I lied to you when I said no one has gone through the portal. Actually Tatiana here was the first one to go through the portal. See she actually worked here last month. She told us the other side is exactly identical to our world except the male population is nearly 1/20 what it is here and time moves like way faster. She also made contact with a leader when she arrived who informed her that they would gladly agree to having a man transfer over for an extended stay to observe them. We were going to find a trained person but then she pulled me aside to tell me she met your family and you actually were alive in that world but you passed away and your family was devastated. She recommend we get you to go through with her and console your family and I thought it was a great idea! You will only be gone for a year but it will be like a second for us and then you can tell us all about it okay. I love you baby this is going to be such a cool experience for you!” She said growing more and more excited. I loved when she got all into science like that. Well if that was true I am a bit scared but I’m willing to go through with it. I just don’t know why Tatiana drugged me is all.

Suddenly I’m lifted up and slowly dragged toward the portal as Camila waved at me before going back to the other side of the glass closing the door. I still am completely limp as I’m dragged right in front of the door. When we get close I notice something odd. The little sparkles from this close seem to be small pink Venus Symbols, or the gender symbol for female. I thought it was odd as I hear Tatiana start to giggle as she pulls me up to her head as she starts to whisper something to me.

“I’m not going to lie to you I only sort of told the truth to Camila. See I’m not your Tatiana, I’m the Tatiana from the other world. See I made a deal with your Tatiana. The version of you from my world isn’t dead but and is committed to Camila. You see Tatiana still has feelings for you and the version of you from my world would be willing to do anything to get out even give up his devotion to Camila and give it to Tatiana instead. So we agreed we would switch places and then switch each version of you. She gets a version of you devoted to her and me? I get a new version of you with no devotions and get a chance to be your Holder.” She explains to me quietly. I have no idea what shes talking about and hope this is all some big joke as she continues. “I lied to her when I said time moves faster and there are less men. Time moves the same and the world is almost exactly the same as ours. Almost exactly. As soon as you switch worlds you just take that person's place, body and all. As soon as we go through the portal your Tatiana and my Matt will come through and pretend like they have been in my world for a year and go on living your life with no questions. And us? We are going to have all kinds of fun as I try and win your families favor. Now here we go. Oh fair warning the first time going through is gonna hurt. But that's fine you are gonna get to know hurt a whole lot.” She finishes and before I even get a chance she walks through the portal. My vision is consumed by pink and the back of my neck where my spine meets the skull starts to burn like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I scream despite my drugging before my vision goes black.

Suddenly I feel a powerful slam over my entire body followed by a loud sound of a fart erupting. The smell of rotten eggs hits me instantly as I begin to viciously struggle against the weight on my body. I push against the soft wall with my hands and legs but get no give as I am blasted again and the wall begins to slide up and down my body ending my struggles quickly. All I can do is struggle to breath the tainted air as whatever shits on top of me drags me along the floor. Finally the large squishy wall bounces on me up and down pummeling me before letting out one last quick gas attack and rising off of my form. My vision is blurry at first but as my eyes adjust I feel my heart drop.

All around me things are much larger than before. My room is at least ten times bigger outside of my bed which seems to match my current size. My room has been stripped bare and all that remains seems to be my bed, a small mirror, and a small wardrobe. Standing in front of me is my sister Kat smiling at me for once. But not a loving smile but instead one full of playfulness. Her eyes like a cat eyeing a mouse. She looks at me over her shoulders with her now even more massive butt looming over me as I’m filled with dread.

“Hey chew toy,” She said rising up fully and walking towards my door, “Mom has breakfast ready. I’d hurry if I were you, you wouldn't want a repeat of last time would you. Although that might be pretty funny.” She says leaving me to wonder what just happened as she heads to what I assume is downstairs if the house layout is the same.

I’m so confused. I thought what happened with Tatiana was just a dream but now I have no idea. I mean this must be a dream right? There is no way a person can just shrink like this right. I remember the burning sensation as I quickly reach to the back of my head where I feel a big metal device embedded in my skull. I run to the mirror and try to get a view of it. All I see is what looks like a big tumor thing in the back of my head with a tiny antenna attached to it. I try and grab the antenna but am quickly shocked by it and pull my hands back. I just stare at it stunned as I suddenly hear my moms voice from down below yell up in her voice she uses while scolding us.

“I’m down one member for breakfast! After your behaviour yesterday that’s strike two young man.” The voice comes from below. Yesterday's behaviour? I thought I was fine yesterday what is she talking about. I go to get dressed finding all of my clothes have been replaced by dull brown shirts and long pants as well as brown boxers. Still a little dazed by all this I just put the clothes on and jump down off of what looks like an elevated section for my stuff. I slowly move through the massive doorway and jump my way down the stairs and walk to the kitchen where I am once again shocked as I bump into my sister Amy.

I only come up to her knee. I am only as tall as a ten year olds knee. I reel back in shock as I feel myself lifted into the air and come to eye height with Amy. I don’t even have time to figure out what's going on as she gives me a hug squeezing me abnormally hard before dropping me to the floor with a thud. It’s only then I notice that in addition to my height my muscles from practice have also faded. I mean I wasn’t fat or extremely skinny but all the work I’d done to tone my body was gone. My train of thought is interrupted as a large black high heel falls in front of me scaring me backwards. I slowly look up to see my massive mother Tammy staring down at me with a plate in her hand. She has a stern look on her face as she sets the plate in front of Amy who has climbed into a chair. I notice something different about her as she now wears a necklace that falls down between her large cleavage hiding whatever is on the end.

“What has gotten into you lately. First that outburst about running away yesterday and now you decide to keep us waiting for dinner. I understand you’re getting nervous about getting your Holder soon but that doesn’t mean you can start acting out. One more outburst and I’m going to have to punish you mister.” She says scolding me before going to sit down at the table. Not knowing what to do I go to sit at my normal seat only to find it isn’t there. Confused I look to my mom.

“Uh mom where's my seat at.” I inquire confused only to receive a confused look back from her.

“What do you mean Matt, it’s right over there where it always is are you okay.” She says pointing under the table. I’m confused at first but slowly look down and recoil in shock. Below the table is what looks like a pair of dog bowls that both have my name on it with a small design of a foot on either side of it. I look at her with confusion and horror as she looks under the table and comes back up with a surprised look. “Oh Matt I’m sorry here I am talking to you about making mistakes when I didn’t even put any food in your bowl.” She says with a sympathetic look. She gets up and grabs both the bowls from under the table and brings them to the counter. She looks at me casually asking if I wanted eggs or toast as if she wasn’t placing them in dog bowls. Still in shock I quietly ask for eggs walking over to her in the kitchen. “Okay no problem!” she says placing some scrambled eggs in the dog bowl and some water in the other before setting taking them back and placing them under the table.

Finally happy That something was going my way. At least somewhat I go to get my food only to hear my mother speak again, “Oops how could I forget I didn’t flavor your food.” She says casually before I see her foot come out of her high heel. Suddenly I put my hands over my nose. My moms feet could smell bad but they never smelled like this. My train of thought is instantly derailed though as I watch her foot come down into my eggs with a stomp and grind a bit before being placed back into her shoe. Then with a lout spitting sound a large glob of her saliva falls into my water before she slides the dishes to me under the table. “There you go sweetie make sure to eat up!” She said casually as if she didn’t just stomp my food with her smelly feet.

I look down at the eggs now flattened with little brown bits from her stocking stuck inside of it. The water was also now a murky color with small bits of her food floating in it. I am repulsed beyond belief as I yell up to my mother, “You’re kidding right. Like is this all some kind of joke? Am I in a dream this is crazy?” I said finally losing my cool. I then hear everyone stop eating and no one speaks. Slowly I see my mother's seat pull out as she leans down. What I don’t expect to see is the look of anger on her face as her hand shoots out wrapping around my waist and pulling me from under the table hitting my head on the edge on the way out. I go to open my mouth in protest but another look at her face shuts me up.

“Listen Matt. I get that getting your Holder chosen is a big event. I get you are nervous right now. I even get asking for things from a woman every now and then. But I thought I trained you and raised you better than this. When a mistress, and even more importantly your Holder,” She says in an icy cold voice reaching for her necklace and pulling out a strange remote in front of me, “does something like make you food. You eat that food. What’s wrong, mad I didn’t sit in it, or maybe I didn’t get enough flem in there huh?” I open my mouth to try and explain myself but find my body swung down and my face shoved into her stockinged foot pulled from her heel. It smells repulsive and the dampness makes me feel like I’m being waterboarded.

“You know how to apologize when you walk back to a mistress don’t you? Did that lesson at least make it into that thick male slave skull of yours?” She says her voice getting louder now. Slave what was she talking about what was even happening. What does she want me to do. I stay there squirming in her hand to break free for a bit and trying to hold my breath before I’m pulled off her foot and am held in front of her eyes burning with rage.

“Okay fine then. If you want to act out like a disobedient slave then I guess it’s time to show you what happens to disobedient slaves again. Normally I would wear you in my heel for work today but I have a better idea.” She says with a sly look. She pulls the remote from around her neck holding it in a hand and looking past me at Amy across the table.

“Hey Amy sweetie? Didn’t Matt beg you not to play dollies yesterday?” She said with a squeeze on my body.

“Yes mommy I tried real hard to get him to play with me but he kept begging to do it another time.” She said playing with her food.

“Well it looks like I have a big baby slave here that needs to be punished. Everyone else has had a lot of time to get used to being a potential Holder except my little girl. How about it honey want to be the one to give our bad little boy here his punishment?” She says holding out the remote. I hear Amy squeal in excitement as she takes the remote and my Mom glares at me one last time whispering that I did this to myself before handing me to Amy. Amy thanks mom before running with me up to her room.

She flings the door open before closing it behind her. As always her room is a bright pink and the room is littered in all kinds of dolls and doll accessories. Unlike normal though is the state of the other dolls. The Amy I knew took great care to make sure each doll was safe and clean. These dolls all had cuts in the cloth and some were tied with rope or covered in strange stains. I don’t have time to be confused as I watch Amy press some buttons on the remote an all of the sudden the impossible happens. I begin to shrink. I go from being one or two feet down to being no bigger than one of her many dolls.

“What the hell is happening? Amy please you have to talk to me here what is going on? How are you shrin-” I beg for answers only to be silenced as a terrible tasting pacifier is shoved into my mouth. I go to pull it out but she pins my arms to my sides reaching into a drawer and pulling out a blue onesie and bonnet. She begins to remove my clothing as I try and fight back but find I have no power whatsoever. She puts me in the onesie zipping it up and putting on the bonnet. She walks over to a plastic high chair and puts me inside of it. Small shackles sit on each of the legs and the table where I am strapped in unable to struggle. Finally she pulls out the pacifier as I watch her wipe it off with one of her dirty ankle socks from nearby. That explains the taste.

“Amy whats happening you have to explain this to me.” I beg her. At first she giggles and looks like she is going to ignore my question. Then she sees the real confusion which she mimics. Suddenly it looks like a lightbulb went off as she comes to a conclusion.

“Oh! I get it! You want to play teacher. You never want to play with me but okay.” She says before she straightens up doing what I can only assume she thinks is a teacher pose before speaking again. “Okay so mommy says that everyone is born either a boy or a girl. If you are born a girl you get to live a normal life. If you are a boy though you get a little thing put in you head attached to a remote. Then the remote gets given to your mommy to be your Holder. It’s her job to train you to be the best slave she can. Then when your 20th birthday comes your mommy picks a girl she thinks would be a good mistress to you then gives them your remote and you and makes her your Holder. Then you live with that person until you die and the little man serves them for the rest of his life. Pretty good huh? Me I want to be a holder just like mommy. Really nice unless you act bad then you get punished. Just like you. It was really dumb of you to yell at mommy like that. Even I know you should never take to a mistress like that. Much less one who has your remote. But now I have your remote baby and a bad baby needs to be punished.” She says to me before walking over to a chest filled with what is probably more doll stuff while I’m left to digest this.

This wasn’t a dream. Tatiana really brought me to a new world. Not just any world, a world where women rule over men and can change their size at will. Not to mention the fact that every woman in my life was competing for who could be the most cruel mistress so they could be my Holder or whatever. I try to struggle but the shackles hold tight as I realize there is no escape for me. At least Amy was a nice girl I’m sure she couldn’t do anything to bad to me. She loved me in my world and seemed to listen to me in this one. Then I hear a slam sound as I see two things in front of me. A blender and bowls full of things I can see. The second is the thing she holds in her hands and pushes into my mouth. A baby bottle filled with what looks like milk. What worries me the most though isn’t the milk. What worries me instead is what looks like several pairs of socks floating in the bottle. Wide eyed I stare at Amy pleadingly but the response I get from her is not what I wanted.

“You skipped breakfast so you must be hungry. But doll boys don’t get yummy eggs they get sock milk and homemade baby food. What kind do you want liver and sock, or spinach and mommies panties. Well you can tell me after you finish your drink. We have all morning my little doll.”