The "Better Breeding Movement" gained a sudden but surging swell of support in the year 2283, just as the global population had hit 17 trillion, and overpopulation was a major threat despite many people already relocating to upstart colonies on Mars. Not enough people were moving there fast enough to really make a difference, and this movement aimed to slow the rate at which babies are born by giving real men a way of having all the sex they could want, but without any worry of becoming a father.

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And so, the A/B Test was created. At the age of 18, all men were to be interviewed, tested, and questioned by a special team of mostly women, all of whom were a part of the Better Breeding Movement. They were solely in charge of determining whether a man was an A or a B, an Alpha or a Beta.

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Alphas were unsurprisingly seen as the best of the best... The upper echelon of what a man truly is. The strongest, smartest, fastest, and highest levels of testosterone that a man could possibly have. And of course, they almost guaranteed that any babies born by them would be the best of the best.

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Betas are everything that Alphas are not. They are weak, inherently feminine, naturally timid and weak to an almost pathetic level. Betas were legally not allowed to reproduce, and measures were taken to ensure that they couldn't. Due to their natural femininity, especially when compared to an Alpha, the BBM worked to have all of them forcibly feminized, both physically and mentally, before being given or sold in select stores for Alphas and Women to purchase. They could be anything from a sex toy to your personal maid, and there's no limit to the number of Betas one can own.

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Fast forward 50 years to the year 2333, and it is the day after my 18th birthday. I was terrified of this day, because it meant it was time for me to undergo the A/B Test. My family tried to be hopeful and encouraging, but deep down, they and I both knew what my fate would be. I was fairly short and small physically, and my naturally long dark brown hair didn't help my case. I knew that I would likely be labeled as a Beta, and inevitably undergo whatever the process is for feminizing me, and then sent to a store to be groped until purchase. I wanted to run, but the people in charge make sure that anyone who tries is made an example of. One Beta who attempted to flee the country was captured, feminized heavily, and is now the biggest pornstar in the world. She earns hundreds of thousands of dollars each year, all of which goes to the women who conduct the A/B Test since they all own her.

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It's just past noon, and I hear the shuttlecraft approaching our home. My parents wish me good luck, but I can tell that they both know they'll never see me again. Not as I am now, that is.

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^{Alright so, there's a lot that can be done with this, and it can be played with either a man or a woman, I'm happy with either one. Ideally I would like to play out the process of being tested, and then ultimately feminized and sold, but if you want to skip straight to the purchase, I think we can do that.}

^{Some kinks of mine are: hypnosis, brainwashing, corruption, Bimbofication, body augmentation/enhancements, sci-fi/futuristic tech and experiments, feminization obviously, anal, rimjobs, choking, raceplay, slapping, bondage, rough sex, non con, robots/scientific bodily enhancements to essentially turn me into a bimbo cyborg, worship of cock, ass, pussy, breasts, muscles, etc.}

^{my limits are: feces and urine, vomit, blood, animals, anything underage, vore, extreme abuse like stabbings or cutting whole limbs off, extreme insertions into my body, so please no making me fuck a cactus, and I get creeped out by sounding, so none of that.}

^{I would prefer that you message me to talk about the scene first, rather than just jumping into it. But, if you wow me with your continuation, how can I say no?}