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You've always been a little nervous about your new female doctor, but when you come back in for your follow-up after your latest tests.. Something is off. She had you donate semen last time as part of her "full battery" of tests, and now she's telling you that you're very healthy.. and so is your sperm count. She wants to know if you'll donate to the fertility clinic and you decline, you don't want to have to deal with someone coming back to find you later! So she tells you that you're due for some kind of vaccine and you'll be all set. Minutes after the injection, everything goes dark... and when you wake up, she's strapping you to the table. "You are going to help these poor women conceive one way or another. If you won't donate voluntarily, I'll extract the sperm myself." When she pulls out the long collection hose and strips out of her lab coat, you know you're doomed.
