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A hacker accidentally transfers his consciousness into a milf.
Author's note: This story is connected to the Shudder universe. You do not have to read Shudder first to understand it, but it will help you appreciate some of the characters you'll meet along the way.
In the near future, it wasn't a third world war that threatened to end humanity. It was the internal violence and unrest within each country that almost lead to the extinction of mankind. The state of the world under the control of increasingly corrupt politicians and dictators had led to the forming of a few peaceful protests. Those few had become dozens and then hundreds and thousands and the word peaceful was soon abandoned. Civil wars sprang up everywhere and leaders worldwide were brought down. Millions of lives were lost and those left when the dust settled wondered how long it would be until it all happened again.
Charismatic leaders of science and technology stepped in with a way that could end mankind's destructive cycle. Corporations, sensing opportunity, funded research that promised to put a stop to the violent tendencies of mankind. This was done in exchange for information vital to increasing their profit margins. They promised peace, as long as everyone was willing to part with their privacy. Most were still shell shocked enough from the recent atrocities that they readily agreed if it meant an end to crime and war. Corporations swayed dissenters by offering discounts on their products. Part with your privacy and save a dollar. With this logic in mind, a permanent solution was made to better manage a potentially volatile populace.
Everyone that had supported this new endeavor received free of charge exciting new cybernetic enhancements. People were opened up and chips and circuits were added to brain matter and optic nerves. Glasses were no longer needed and cancer …
Nate is struggling with his own identity and finds a way to circumvent the direct stigmas of his society to gain closure and find love.
Nate sat at his desk and looked down at the half-completed diary entry in the notebook in front of him. He was awash with emotions and frustrations that were eating away at him. He had everything he needed and most of the things he wanted, and still, he felt mentally sapped, drained of joy almost every day. Nate came from a wealthy family, went to a great school, and now had a good job and apartment. His parents had helped him get everything set up, and he knew that if he ever needed financial help, they’d be there for him.
“Well, they’d be there for most needs financially, at least,” Nate thought to himself. “I know they wouldn’t help me become who I'm supposed to be, though.”
Nate was a closeted transgender person who lived in a society where transitioning was not only frowned upon; it was nearly impossible to do. Few medications and treatments were available, and even fewer legitimate doctors and support structures to allow people to transition. All Nate wanted was to see himself as he was supposed to be, cast off the mask he wore every day, and be her. To be Hannah. He picked up his pen and continued to write:
I put on an act each and every day. I long for a chance to look how I want to look, wear what I want to wear, and act how I want to act. I wish I had been born a girl. I look like a man. I talk like a man. And I act like a man. I do what those around me expect me to do. I wish I could just come out of this shell, at the very least open up to another person like me. I need something, any sort …
Dr. Han Lao oversees an expedition from Earth to beyond Earth's home galaxy, and the subsequent collection of experimental data in the newly established colony that is now her home.
The wall across from Dr. Han Lao illuminated, as she sat, finishing up in her office. It was now displaying a silver and blue symbol, depicting a stylized globe and a silver industrial building sitting on top of it, overlooking everything.
Han stopped what she was doing, laid her hand on her heart, and paid attention.
The symbol was soon traded for film footage.
“Earth’s population long strived to unite themselves,” a male voice spoke. “Before our most devastating war, rudimentary councils were formed to allow all separate nations to liaise with each other,” and the footage was of these councils: the first councilroom showed was ascribed “the League of Nations,” then the second, “the United Nations.”
“We are the descendant of their valiant efforts, but we have united all of Earth more effectively than they could have ever dreamed.”
A flag was shown flying— it had the same symbol as before, but this time bore a name too: EarthGov.
“All the nations once represented in those earlier councils, having been destroyed in our third World War,” the voice said, “left us a mess of wreckage.”
War footage was shown— people injured, people dying, people dead, infrastructural devastation, collapsing buildings.
“From this wreckage, we built EarthGov, uniting all remaining peoples on the planet under one banner— converting the remainders of each nation into distinct sectors within our same, shared, Earth government.”
A blue sky with a shining sun was now shown.
“We need to hold to our Unity more than ever as we face our next challenge,” the voice continued. “As we load our starships with colonists, to send them out into the universe, we must all remember we are one EarthGov, seeking a common goal: to settle new homes, and perpetuate our species!”
The music behind the dialogue had …