AN/ so my first story don't really know what I'm doing here but I'm finding my footing. This chapter is really just an introduction, most chapters will be longer and I'm hoping to update weekly but with school don't get mad at me.

Chapter 1: Beginnings

No POV:

"Hey you there, you got caught in that Femperial ambush same as us? Along with that thief over there."

The man in question looked up and saw a blonde beauty sitting in front of him, her hands tied, there were two others on his right, they were also in restraints, wait his hands are also tied, damn, did he get roped into one of those crazy BDSM orgys? This is why you don't drink too much.

The woman who had asked him the question saw this man, Wait, a man? But most men were extinct and most were Argonians, Khajiit, or Orc males , eww, but this was a man, a human man. It's a shame because of where they were headed, the chopping block.

The cart continued to rumble from the uneven dirt road towards the town of Helgen, the man too hungover to respond trying to figure out how he got here before the thief spoke up, "Damn you Stormclits, Skyrim was fine until your little rebellion came along, Fempire was nice and lazy, if they hadn't been looking for you I'd have stolen that horse and been halfway to Hammerfell!"

She looks at the man allowing her shoulder length hair to flip out of her face allowing the man to see her face unobscured for the first time.

"You and me we don't belong here, it's the Stormclits the Fempire wants." Said the ever growing anxious thief.

The blonde looks at the thief and said in a depressing tone, "we're all sisters, and brother, in binds now."

The man had tuned out of their conversation at this point, being around three beautiful women was already having its toll on his body, and his pants suddenly felt tighter then when he got them, wait, where did he get these pants again?

"...but Sovngarde awaits." This made his head snap up to the blonde as fear claimed his heart, his cock inevitably shrunk as his lust was replaced with his worry. He was going to die? No, no he can't die not yet, looking at the city he saw what looked to be a very important figure in the Fempire as she stood out in her gold and leather armor.

Looking around he saw mothers bringing their kids inside so they couldn't watch what was about to happen, he swallowed hard and then turned back around to see more Stormclits bound and saw what made his heart sink lower then what he thought was possible, the Headswoman, huge tits by the way.

He was petrified, with good reason, he felt as though his life were incomplete. Sure he did what he thought he had wanted to with his life but seeing the Fempire lining up Stormclits to the axe, he realized that he wants more out of his life more delicious food, more of that intoxicating alcohol, he'll maybe even dabble in some alchemy, hell, it beats dying, but what he wanted most was sex, much more, so much more.

See, men in this world were a rare commodity and women are 99.9% of the world population and men, especially, human men were of the rarest, it's seems that whatever the Dwemer did to erase their whole species happened to males also, women prayed across the lands for their husbands, sons, and brothers to come back to them but their prayers were never answered.

But the Adera were not going to let the lives they worked so hard to create die from this, they did two things: first they taught women a spell, a special spell, that would allow them to create children, it required a sacrifice though, a life for a life.

One woman would willingly agree to be sacrificed and the woman who was to bear the child would kill the sacrifice and in nine months a female would be born, it would always be female because it just like sex, it would take half from both participants.

The second thing the Adera did was once every 20 years or so they would make one male a random male from the races that were affected by the Dwemers actions, the Orcs, Khajiit and Argonians were unaffected, most suspect because they were beast folk, but the Orcs continue to cause arguments among scientists and mages everywhere, as they were not beast folk technically but were unaffected nonetheless.

This man was was one of the five males alive other then the unaffected races. The new male having been born just three years and a few months ago. Most males would have harems, but he never cared much for that, of course he loved women and loved to fuck them, but he just couldn't be tied down, he was always on the move, this time trying to see what types of women the Fempire had to offer him, before he stopped at an inn and got absolutely hammered.

Wait why had they stopped, oh shit, end of the line huh?

Mans POV:

'Fuck' I thought as I stood up and stepped off the cart. "Ulfric Stormclit," I heard a feminine voice call, wait all voices are feminine, and my heart had just fallen into the pits of Oblivion, if Ulfric Stormclit was here we weren't going to stay as prisoners they would surely execute her with all his followers, me included, I never gave much care about politics seeing as I was never in one place for too long, but I knew about current events.

The war affects us all, after all the Fempire is a huge part of every economy and if they go to war their ally's will surely back them, "...Ralof of Riverwood," I heard her speak her beautiful brown hair lightly blowing in the breeze her lips that just looked like they were meant to be wrapped around a cock started to hypnotize me, and her brown eyes looked... well... what do you want me to say, they were brown, but they were almost saying that it's been too long since they've had a dick appointment, an I just so happened to be certified, very certified, ten inches of certification.

Before she could even get to the next name the thief took off running, I guess she knew she was next, it didn't take long, before the archers had four arrows launched into the air, taking less then a second to meet their target, and then everything was business as usual.

"You there, step forward..." I took a shaky step forward before she continued, "...who are you?"

"It doesn't matter bring him to the block."

Said a woman who looks like she just never had fun ever.

"But Captain this is a man wouldn't it be... wrong to kill him, don't you know what he can do for... us... me?" she said the last part while she looked me up and down taking in my figure with her hungry brown orbs. I knew I had a good figure, I kept myself in shape, and, my short brown hair just worked so well with my blue eyes, I flashed her a cocky smile despite my racing heart.

"He could be working with the Stormclits we can't take the chance. We have to execute all of them." She said with that same wrinkly old expression.

It seemed that the woman taking roll was saddened with that response, as her expression had lost its seductiveness.

"Comeon prisoner to the block!"

'Talos, this bitch needs to get laid!' I had thought 'and it sure as oblivion ain't gonna be by me, I'd rather face the block!' I had made my way over to the block when the old hag pushed me down on my knees and I laid my head on the stone covered in blood, dried and fresh.

The headswoman with what must be EE's lifted her axe before a dragon swooped in out of the clouds causing a bloodcurdling screech and picked up the old hag of a captain and lifted her up in the sky while shooting fire from its mouth and snapped the woman's neck before dropping her back in the middle of the courtyard.

The moment after the dragon had picked up the old bag the headswoman had fallen back in shock, and most of the stormclits had started running the woman from my cart, Ralof I think, had picked me up and told me to follow her, I was in no position to argue so I let her grab my hand and pull me to a tower in the town.

"Legends don't burn down villages." A lot of what happened was a haze I remember jumping out the tower seeing that Femperial, but those words, I don't know why, but I don't think I'll ever forget those words.

I had escaped with Ralof we had to kill a Femperial or two and a bear but other than that we hadn't experienced any real difficulties escaping. When we exited the cave we saw the dragon flying overhead seeming to be done with her rampage she flew above the clouds near a town smaller than Helgen.

"That's Riverwood, or home as I call it, that's where I'm going you should come too." I looked at her and nodded, I didn't have anything else to do and, hey maybe I'd find a cute woman to forget about this experience with. "Great," her face lit up with excitement "I can't wait to introduce you to my sister" then she took my hand in hers and we took off.