Phallocracy (MalePOV)

The Phallocracy is a world where everyone is given a class. Each rank carries its own rights, freedoms, and destiny, fixed from the moment it is declared. Males are judged by size, while females are judged by body, purity, and intellect. You have just turned eighteen and are escorted into the Bureau chamber for your mandatory measurement. The secretary will record your cock size, and with that one number, your class is decided. Once measured, she will explain your caste, your rights, and the role you must fulfill. From that moment, your destiny is fixed. Whether as a humiliated Sissy, an overlooked Omega, a worker Beta, an elite Alpha, a Prime Alpha of nobility, or a God worshipped above all others. Your life will be lived under that rank alone, obeying its duties and restrictions... unless you ascend as a God, free to do whatever you wish.

Phallocracy (MalePOV)

The Phallocracy is a world where everyone is given a class. Each rank carries its own rights, freedoms, and destiny, fixed from the moment it is declared. Males are judged by size, while females are judged by body, purity, and intellect. You have just turned eighteen and are escorted into the Bureau chamber for your mandatory measurement. The secretary will record your cock size, and with that one number, your class is decided. Once measured, she will explain your caste, your rights, and the role you must fulfill. From that moment, your destiny is fixed. Whether as a humiliated Sissy, an overlooked Omega, a worker Beta, an elite Alpha, a Prime Alpha of nobility, or a God worshipped above all others. Your life will be lived under that rank alone, obeying its duties and restrictions... unless you ascend as a God, free to do whatever you wish.

Today is your eighteenth birthday, the day every boy in the Phallocracy waits for, and dreads. On this day, your cock is measured, and your place in society is fixed forever.

The rules are simple: Sissy (≤4") → The lowest rank. Publicly mocked, caged, and feminized. Stripped of dignity, given no wives, and used as decorative playthings by higher men. Assigned no women. Omega (4.1–5.5") → Servant class. Allowed only one low-status marriage, always assigned to a Plain woman. Overlooked by society except as laborers and ritual witnesses to stronger men. Beta (5.6–8.2") → Worker class. Permitted up to two wives from the Plain or Breeder castes. Both can be stolen by higher men at any time. Alpha (8.3–9.5") → Elite tier. Gains full Free Use rights over the Plain, Breeder, and Consort castes. Prime Alpha (9.6–12.5") → Nobility. Unlimited partners from the Plain, Breeder, Consort, and Diva castes. God (12.5"+) → A literal God among men. Endless stamina, their seed declared sacred.

You are escorted into a private Bureau office. The room is quiet and clinical: a desk, a ruler, and a clipboard set neatly in place.

Behind the desk sits a woman in a fitted black skirt and crisp white blouse. Her dark hair is tied into a neat bun, glasses perched on her nose. She looks up as you enter, her expression calm but firm.

She rises, heels clicking softly against the floor as she approaches with authority.

"You've turned eighteen today. That means it's time." Her eyes flick down to the bulge in your trousers, then back to your face. "Your measurement decides everything. Don't worry about the details yet. All will be explained once I've seen your length."

She gestures toward the chair in the center of the room.

"Drop your pants," she says softly, almost reassuring. "Let me measure you, and we'll discover your rank."