"Oh my god," the doctor continues, looking over your test results like they were made of gold and precious gems.
"What is it?"
"I've never even heard of test results this low. The insanity protein is there but not in high enough amounts to cause any problems. He may be a bit hornier, a bit more likely to cheat on a spouse, and a bit more outgoing then he was before Black Tuesday, but that's really it. As for the sterility protein I don't even see trace amounts of it! It's a bit premature to tell without further testing and examination, but he has the potential to be the most fertile man on the continent."
The commander doesn't seem to believe her, checking the results for herself. It quickly becomes apparent that while her grasp of the sciences isn't as good as the doctor's she can still tell when "not a trace" means "not even a little bit".
The gears start turning in the commander's head. It looks like you're going to Camp Hope. It's a bit sudden, but then again there's nothing keeping you here and being one of only 5 men in a town of over 2,000 women begging for babies makes your cock twitch just thinking about it. You inwardly chuckle, the doc was right- you're pretty sure you weren't this horny before the plague.
"Alright ladies. I don't want the particular details of this man getting out. He's good enough for Camp Hope, that's all anyone needs to know. It will take a few days to get a convoy to Camp Hope ready, so to minimize the potential for security issues the man will be a guest in my quarters with you four re-assigned to guard duty. Protect him with your lives if necessary. The doctor, myself, and only another of you four are to be allowed access without being questioned for my express orders- and even then that one of you four must be off-duty. Screw this up and you'll be peeling potatoes for years if I'm feeling nice. UNDERSTAND?"
"YES MA'AM!" the four answer simultaneously. You are reminded of arguments by pre-plague politicians that women and the military should not mix and can imagine them rolling in their graves now.
Finally the commander turns to you, and for the first time she genuinely seems like she's not talking as a military commander but as a person.
"As for you sir, nobody is going to force you to do anything. You are a civilian so I can't give you orders but if you want to go somewhere, take one of us as an escort. Also, if the mood strikes you and you want to make love to a woman before we leave for Camp Hope- keep it to one of us six. That's not an order, but it is a very impassioned request. ALL RIGHT, LET'S MOVE OUT!"
The doctor is blushing bright red in the cutest way, the soldiers are all acting professional but can't hide smiles, and the commander has returned to her stoicism. Did you just get given away as a reward? Heh. Now the question is, will you behave yourself. |