Three years later...

"Mr. Ferrera you have visitors." a scantily clad male nurse who came in earlier to give meds out remarked a bit too brightly.
Sunlight streamed in and struck Scott across the face causing his eyes to flutter open in bewilderment.
"Where?"
"Oh for pity's sake Mr. Ferrera you're in Donna Diegania Mental Hospital." the nurse said tartly as if debasing a puppy for improper peeing habits.
"Donna Diegania? Where?"
The nurse sighed as if he was expecting to tell Scott's entire life story again for the umpteenth time.
"Let's try this again Mr. Ferrera from the top m'kay!"
"Huh?"
"The day is June Thirteenth 2004."
"Oh..?"
"The world general council has convened to finsh proposals for legislation and to finalize the World Constitution."
"Huh?"
"They were founded Twentieth of May 2004."
"Oh..?"
"Currently Madame President Hillary Clinton and First Man Bill Clinton have just been elected to the white house."
"Uh..'kay."
"Former President Bush jr. tragically died in the brief WW3 that took only six days to resolve."
"Uh-huh.. and this explains my sit how?"
"Oh puhleeze don't get snooty with me Mr. Ferrera."
"Uh, sorry."
"You currently are residing in Saint Donna Diegania Home for Weary Souls Mental Hospital in Norfolk, Virginia."
"Norfolk?"
"Duh!" the nurse smiled thinly, "You were admitted by your fiance Judy because of erratic behvior and rantings about you being some kind of muscle making machine or something like that."
The info provided Scott with the realization of what transpired it was like a slap of cold ice water.
"Like I said you have visitors, get up into a sitting position at least."
"Thank you..uh,?"
"Marcus."
"Yeah thanks."
"I'll go fetch them for you and let me just say if I were you and straight right now I'd be happy."

As the scantily clad nurse left Scott stared out the window at the surrounding grounds, it wasn't until several shadows loomed across his peripheal vision that he turned away only to gasp in utter horror. Judy, Amy, Denise, everyone that had taken a slurp of him stood within spitting distance, he felt a sudden stirring a raging hatred that threatened to engulf him.
"You!!!" he hissed.
"Is that any way to say hello dear?" Judy smiled allowing her shirt sleeve to tear slightly as her enormous arm bent in a flex.
"There has been a lot of changes since your ..shall we say imposed vacation Scott, thanks to you and your huge cock the woman now rule as they should have from the beginning."
"What? What's going on, is this some kind of jok-?" the girls smiled wickedly each vein covered arm three times what they had been when he last saw them.
"Oh no you see the Goddess got really sick of you men fucking up her world so she did the only thing she could she gave us power and let us take command."
"I..I..don't believe you!!" he grabbed the laden tray of food next to his arm and flung it as hard as he could it hit Judy's abs and crumpled like tin foil.
"I see you want proof hmm? "'Kay Scott we'll show you."

What do you do now?

	Give Scott Proof
	The girls decide to get bigger just to pisshim off

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