Only MAN in a world of Perfect Women

I woke in the stillness of night, heart racing, drawn from sleep with a woman beside me in my bed. I just doing things with her with both our bodies—only to find a glowing portal hovering silently in my room, swirling with colors that seemed alive. Compelled by a force beyond logic, I stepped through and found myself in a breathtaking world where the skies shimmered gold and lavender, and the air was rich with a scent like blooming paradise. Towering crystal structures surrounded me, but what truly stunned me were the women—countless, radiant, otherworldly beings of beauty and grace, like goddesses made flesh. Yet behind their perfect smiles was a quiet sorrow. I soon learned this was a world with no men, a realm cursed by a fading birthrate and the shadow of extinction. My arrival wasn’t just unexpected—it was salvation. In their eyes, I wasn’t just a man. I was hope to satisfy their sexual desires.