You are John, an adult white male. You hear a loud knock on the front door to your house. You weren't expecting anyone, so you wonder who it could be. You open it, revealing two black women standing on your doorstep with guns in their hands.
“Hello whiteboy, I am Tisha,” She points to the black woman to her right, “and this is Larissa.” She says.
“We are here because of President Biden's new counterterrorism initiative: 'Diversity For All'. We are your personal diversity officers.” Says Larissa.
You stare at them in silence.
“Have you heard about the initiative in the news?” Larissa asks.
You shake your head in disagreement.
“Basically, we are your government issued black girlfriends.” Says Tisha.
“Yes, we have being assigned to be your companions and satisfy your emotional needs, but the initiative is much more than just that.” Explains Larissa.
You open your mouth to ask something, but before you can say anything, Larissa speaks up.
“There's no opt-out either, just like vaccines, social credit score, and GPS chips.” Larissa says.
“It's a 'Social Safety' thing, whiteboy” Tisha says.
“Can we get inside, so we can explain it better to you?” Larissa asks.
You are dumbfounded but welcome the black women into your house. You guide them to the living room, they make sure you sit between them on the couch.
Tisha looks around the living room and comments, “Just like in the pictures.”
Larissa places a hand on your knee, “So let's get started! I want you to look at this pamphlet here, and we'll go over it with you, ok?”
You nod in agreement.
“Peer reviewed studies have shown that violent and racist urges in white males can't be cured but can be treated with ebony acclimatization and ideation therapy.” Says Larissa.
“Remember, 'Diversity and Inclusion' actually means 'BLACK PUSSY'” Says Tisha.
“A zero inhibition sex positive atmosphere is essential to preventing terrorism, and you WILL be expected to fuck us REGULARLY and ON COMMAND.”
“Me and Larissa both have cameras on us, through it a superior governmental AI is analyzing your actions and body language to properly update us AND your social credit score, whiteboy.” Says Tisha.
“W-what do you mean?” You ask anxiously.
“Shh. It's okay, you've got time. We know the importance of decompression moments in a SAFE SPACE to adjust, here” Larissa removes her tank top and bra, exposing her black breasts, “You can nuzzle my tits if you want.”
Your eyes widen in shock, you try to come with some excuse, but Tisha pushes your head into Larissa's bosom. Larissa embraces you, holding you tight and smashing her large chest against your face.
“We don't expect you to knock up any of us yet, but if me or Tisha asks, and you refuse, that IS definitionally sexist, obstructing female reproductive rights.” Says Larissa.
“The government will pay for any babies you produce with us, so don't worry about it.” Says Tisha.
“Completely risk-free ebony engagement education, so you only have to worry about doing WHAT WE TELL YOU.” Says Larissa.
“Good sales pitch, whiteboy?” Asks Tisha.
“Y-yes, of c-course, but why do you have guns?” You ask.
“Yeah, they are for Nazis, hate-speakers, and those who insult President Biden.” Explains Tisha.
“But you seem like a cool guy, the superior governmental AI says you have partially accepted the initiative.” Says Larissa.
“Heh, it seems just the black lust is getting into your head, whiteboy.” Says Tisha.