"We have to hope the one of Venus project will deliver."
There were so many, and each of them felt desperate. The situation was unprecedented, and all the dice were being cast on even the longest of shots.
Anyone with a degree of credibility, received a grant. Whether it was re-animating the recently departed. The thought made Aaron shudder. Or one of the longer term gene-splicing experiment to restart the female half of the population afresh. Some sounded oddly too excited by it all, almost enthusiastic for a blank slate, a chance to redesign women from scratch.
There were experiments going on with prisoners, that were probably illegal, on the promise of a pardon for accepting an injection. The thought of some of these vilest of creatures being transformed into women, into the saviours of humanity.
A couple gloried in the idea of creating a different society. One of bimbos and men, with those prisoners serving as the first women. Destined to spend their remaining new lives getting pregnant and giving birth.
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It was oddly satisfying, for Aaron, until he thought about being one of those sacrificed for the greater good. If it were his DNA that was reprogrammed. The science was in the early stages, but before the disaster struck, there had been a few successful experiments.
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