New World Order
By an anonymous author


The year is 2004. The battle of the sexes has finally begun. It is a new world
now where the women are the dominant sex. No more is it where man abuse women,
it’s the other way around. Something happened on January 1st 2004, something
happened to every female in every corner of the globe. I turn on the TV that
morning to see Paula Zahn on Fox wearing a skirt and a bra. Through her bra you
can see her nipples protruding through the cups and breasts standing proudly. 
She is reporting about a war that is taking place all over the world. A war of
the sexes.  I wasn’t sure if this was fake or real. She talks on about how woman
are now dominant. She explains the following, women are now invulnerable, they
have unlimited strength, showing clips of women lifting cars and throwing them
city blocks, lifting buildings off their foundations with their bare hands. She
then does a live demonstration, the camera zooms out to show her and some guy
with a M16 rifle. She then puts on a shirt,
  she then instructs the gunman to fire upon her. He does, you hear the rounds
going off and you see her shirt ruffling from the bullets hitting her. The
camera then zooms in again on her and you can see the bullet holes in the shirt.
She than says “See, no blood, not one penetrated”. She then removes her shirt to
show her standing in her bullet hole ridden bra, still wearing it. She then
takes a grenade and places it snuggly between her breasts and pulls the pin.
BAM, the grenade goes off and she is left standing there topless, the bra was
blown apart, the breasts still standing firmly and proud. She is unhurt. She
cannot be hurt. Nothing on this earth can now harm any women. All females now
have superior strength and cannot be tarnished one bit. The camera zooms out,
there is a display setup, one with concrete which had to be 2 foot thick,
another with armor plating at least a foot thick. Then she cups her breasts and
aims them at the concrete, what looked like milk shot ou
 t and blasted the concrete to smithereens. She then gives her nipples a rub and
aims at the armor plating and fires. Again a milky substance comes out and goes
right through the armor plating with no problem. She then walks back to her
anchor desk, caresses her nipples and shoots milk into her coffee. She then
said, there’s wasnt enough milk in this coffee and begins to drink it.
Continuing on her newscast she says, a woman’s breast are the most powerful part
of their body, it measures their strength and vulnerability. But don’t be fooled
a woman with a 34A cup size can easily lift up the empire state building or
repel bullets, grenades or missiles of any kind just as easy as a girl with a
34D cup. I switched the channels to find all the stations showing live video
feed of fighting all over the world. Men being killed by women with their bare
hands, a woman ripping the turret off a Sherman tanks. Woman lifting up vehicles
and throwing them at running men. This was it, if a m
 an tried to fight he was killed. They showed one girl, about 19 with moderately
small breasts and a whole platoon of army soldiers firing at her. She stood
there like it was nothing and when the firing stopped she then sprayed the men
with the milky substance from her breasts and down they went like flies.

I then decided to look out my window to see if this was really happening. I saw
women walking around topless not a saggy breast in site and all hard nipples. I
saw my neighbors wife chasing him. She eventually picked up a car and threw it
at him. He was dead. I saw little girls killing little boys. It was pure chaos.
The women were enjoying their new found strength and taking out their
aggressions. I have many female friends and was wondering what they were going
to do to me. From the corner of my eye I see Christine, one of my good friends
walking down the block. She knows I live alone and is probably coming to get me.
I’m upstairs, I hear her break the door down. I come halfway down the steps to
see what she is up to. I see her, her beautiful 34C breasts in a nice pink
Victoria’s Secret bra and jeans. Nipples standing out. She says hi like
everything is normal. As she gets closer I can see her breasts firming up. I’m
going to kill you, she says followed by a laugh. I quickl
 y run upstairs to get my BB Gun. I pump the air pressure and fire at her when
she is in my bedroom door. She laughs, the BBS hit her but she was laughing like
she was being tickled. She then notices a hole I put in her bra and gets mad.
She’s like this bra cost me 25 dollars and you ruined it. She grabbed me and
through me across my room into the wall. Ow, that hurt. I get up, she then
uncups one of her breasts and begins to arouse her nipple and aims it at me.
Milk fires out of her breasts and she purposely missed, the milk hit the back
wall of my house and went right through the wall. She says, oops I missed. She
then takes aim again and fires a stream of milk at me, it hit me, I though I was
dead. Another laugh comes out of her and I check myself, I’m only wet with milk.
No holes. She says “Silly, I’m not going to kill you, I just wanted to scare you
a little.” She comes over to me and picks me up off the floor. We sit on the
bed, she begins to put her hands between my le
 gs and say “It figures, your as hard as a rock, would you like to suck on
them?” So of course I say yeah. I ask if I can feel them, she guides my hand to
her nipple and I begin to explore, it was so hard, I couldn’t even dent the
skin, it was like rock. She then says, oops I have to soften up and she does. I
play with her breast and nipple. I begin to suck on it while she continues to
rub me off. I cum. She feels it and says I have milk too. All of a sudden while
sucking on her nipple I feel a stream of milk in my throat, gentle and warm. I
suck all I can. Then I begin to aim the nipple and shoot milk across my room.
She asks if I want to try firing them. I say yeah. I take aim at my door and
give a little squeeze and out comes a milk bullet, goes right through my door. I
decide to stop for fear that I don’t want to destroy my house. We started to
talk about everything. She’s explaining to me whats going on. She’ll try and be
there for me. But she cant protect me from everyo
 ne, only women who have smaller breasts than her.

(To be continued)