I was writing the next chapter of I'll Always Take Care of You, and decided to quickly type up this short story. It's fun, and not nearly as complex and so was much easier to write. Enjoy it. It's a fictional story, meant to be fun.
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We were running out of petroleum in late 2024. Between the explosion in the number of automobiles throughout the world, and the petrochemical products we used (plastics, pesticides...etc) we were no longer able to drive very much. A new source of power had to be found.
Most of the power on the earth is generated either directly or indirectly by the sun. Petroleum is stuff that grew, was buried and turned into oil by heat and pressure. All alcohols are made from something that grew and was fermented. Solar is directly harvested from sunlight. Wind is caused by the difference in heat, caused by the sun. The one thing that we should have learned since the 1990's is that large scale changes in use of any of those resources would damage our environment through changes in weather patterns.
Nuclear is too dangerous to use for individual automobiles, let alone power plants. Anyone who has spent any time aboard a submarine knows exactly how dangerous nuclear power is. Taking power from the ocean is possible, but distributing it is clumsy, it also interferes with fishing. Large scale geothermal could be the most harmful of all. Taking too much of the heat out of the core of the earth will destabilize the earth's crust and solidify the molten core. Without the molten iron-nickel laden core, the magnetic field that protects us from solar radiation will collapse, and the resultant radiation will kill us faster than greenhouses gasses. That just leaves hydrogen.
The problem with hydrogen for large scale usage is it's affect on global climate. Los Angeles already tried to build a large hydrogen power plant, large enough to supply its electricity, and you all know what happened there. There wasn't enough fresh water for people to drink, so they had to use sea-water. They filtered it, treated it, desalinated it, deionized it, distilled it and finally they hydrolyzed it into oxygen and hydrogen. 99.6% of the energy the plant produces is required to keep the plant going. The amount of power they are able to sell doesn't even pay the employee's wages.
Burning the hydrogen produces water vapor, which has turned the desert southwest into the jungle southwest. Adobe homes that stood for five-hundred years in the desert melted when it started raining three-hundred fifty days a year. 40% of the homes in Phoenix are under five or more feet of water in the lake that now inhabits the old flood plain. Pre-planning has never been big in this entire branch if science.
The funny thing is that by and large, Americans still had cars. Small, extremely fuel efficient cars were the norm for the few new cars, but many of the giant four wheel drive SUV's cars were still around, but mostly as a place to live for people who couldn't afford their own trailer. At $170 to $240 a gallon, few people drove very far, and distribution had broken down quite a bit until I came up with the invention of the century, the orgasm powered engine.
As a scientist and engineer I tried to convince people for twenty-five years to put more research into alternate energy. The whole petroleum debacle could have been averted with less than half of the money wasted on that damned Los Angeles hydrogen plant, but all the promising alternatives were blocked by the energy companies. Even now, they are making more profit from their product because it's so scarce and there were no real alternatives. I'd vowed to change that.
I was fooling around in my home laboratory when I came across a vague reference to an effect called brainstorm. The electrical and mechanical energy produced by females when they have an orgasm. About the same time, I developed a power multiplier that I was able to cascade to three-hundred thousand times the applied power and the orgasm engine was born.
I must admit, I was a pervert to start out with. I had 9 girls who would come over to my house to ride my sybian machine for an hour or so, 2 or 3 times a week, so I had plenty of willing lab assistants.
It took me nearly two years to come up with a prototype and mount it in a car. It was great, I just needed a woman riding shotgun, willing to masturbate to orgasm and the car would start and run for about an hour and a half.
It was the most fun I'd ever had in a car. I always had a girl in the car with me, willing to masturbate as often as I needed, sometimes even more. I did up a mini-van next and began hauling spares around with me in case the first girl got tired.
Fingers and vibrators were normal, but reversible captain's chair shotgun seats became nearly standard, so that the passengers could orally stimulate the power source when her fingers got tired.
It took me the longest time to convince anyone that it worked. I tried to market it any way possible. I tried everything. I put a sign on the side of the van and drove around a lot. Powered by female orgasms the sign said; no one believed it. I tried the internet and everyone thought that it was a porn site. I invited the network news shows to cover the news, and their experts told them that it was impossible. There seemed to be no way that I'd ever get past natural skepticism and oil company misinformation.
The oil companies did hedge their bets by trying to buy me out. They kept upping the offer until they got to $150 million for fifty one percent of the company that I'd formed. I'd seen what they'd done with all the other technologies that they'd purchased, (shelved them so that they could continue to sell more oil), so I decided to do to them what they'd been doing to the consumer for years.
I'd patented the invention when I first made it, but there were a few improvements that could be made with a little further development. Making these improvements didn't infringe on the patent, since the way it harnessed the energy was entirely different and I didn't sell them the power multiplier.
I took their money, and whatever happened, I was rich; but I now had the money I needed to develop and market the new orgasm engine. It actually only took me four months to develop the enhanced engine. I patented it, but left out a critical portion of the design so that it wouldn't be stolen.
I set up a corporation, bought an abandoned factory, and began producing orgasm motors as fast as I could. I started by buying sturdy used cars with cherry bodies and bad engines and retrofitting them. I sold the sports cars to strippers who carpooled, for just enough money to cover the cost. I only allowed them to buy it if they agreed to give one new person a ride each week.
