A Sci-fi themed story through the eyes of John Bartnet
Prologue:
January 1st, 2013
Washington D.C., United States
CNBS News
“The stories and mass media coverage of the “End of The World Theory” peaked last year but then suddenly declined after that fateful date of 12/22/2012. Why? I have a little theory of my own you see. I believe that the end of the world is NOT going to happen at all. People have believed these prophecies all through out history. Why should this date be no different? Its ignorant people believing the government, the media, and such that have fueled this “Dooms Day Culture”. I am not one of those people, in the least.”
“And why is that Dr. Brassion?”
“Because there is no reason that the world will end. The Free World is still free. The polar caps are still frozen. Global warming hasn’t affected us any where people thought it would. The nuclear threat from Russia, China, Korea, Iran hasn’t been in the headlines at all last year. The world is FINE. Totally fine….”
“We certainly hope so. Thank you Dr. Brassion for putting our viewers minds at ease. Im Jeff Wilson for CNBS News, signing off.”
What Dr. Brassion didn’t know is that the world had already ended, in the most subtle way possible. The virus had already become an epidemic that affected about 70% of the population before it was even discovered. By the time a vaccine was synthesized about 98% of the population was affected and about 80% were in the final stages of the virus. The last few who were vaccinated were captured by the major Governments of the world and put to use repopulating the world…this is one such very lucky man.
February 12th, 2017
My name is Jon Bartnet and I have to say I live a pretty normal life. I’m ‘5”11, 170 lbs. and built ok. Brown hair and hazel eyes seem to have a touch for the ladies, but I never really dated much in high school. I heard about the virus but it never really bothered me. It wasn’t like people were dying or anything it was just really odd because over time I noticed that I work around a lot more women than men. I guess this virus only affected guys by making them sterile. I remember getting tested every year and coming up negative for the virus so naturally people saw me differently. When I got vaccinated I was the only guy on the floor of my office building. They tried to segregate the healthy from the sick and I guess it worked.
I got a letter in the mail from the government one day asking me to join their program of repopulating the earth. I scoffed at the letter thinking “OK so I get to jack off in a test tube all day and get shit pay for it, no thank you.” I was about to throw away the letter until I saw the six figure signing bonus. It was very tempting and I convinced myself “Sure why the hell not?” I filled out the paperwork enclosed in the letter and grabbed my test results and vaccination record and headed out the door.
I went to this office downtown ready to get my big bonus. I walk in and see the receptionist as she greets me warmly.
“Ah you must be Jon, Please come in and have a seat and someone will be right down.”
She ushers me to the seats against the wall as I walk gingerly over to a seat. How could she know me? I guess I must be one of the few guys left.
A lady calls out “Jon if you would follow me up to my office please we can get started. There is a lot to cover and little time to do it in.” I look around wondering where the voice came from until I look directly up above me into a beautiful blue-eyed, blonde-haired woman dressed in a seductive blue business suit. She was looking over the railing smiling warmly at me. I take some stairs and get a better look at her as we walk to her executive office. She offers me a seat and closes the door.
She starts out by saying in a firm voice “Look I don’t want to beat around the bush here so let’s get down to brass tax.” walking behind her desk.
“Ok” I said looking around her office before my eyes met hers.
“To be perfectly honest Jon you are one of the last men able to reproduce in this country.”
That comment didn’t quite sink in until she said “We need your sperm to repopulate America, we have healthy women ready to be the mothers of a new age, the Jon Bartnet age.”
I just sat there staring at her dumbfounded. I really didn’t know what to say in response to such a powerful statement.
“The Government is more than willing to accommodate your every need if you sign right here, you’ll never have to work another day in your life, or at least what you think isn’t work that is.” She said with a seductive grin.
“What am I going to do Mrs…?”
“Tarek, Lisa Tarek and its Ms. I’ve never married.”
“OK Ms. Tarek, What am I going to do about my apartment and my car and things?”
She gives me an impatient look but she understands my concerns “If you agree to help us we will dispatch a team to your address and pack your entire place, then we will move your belongings to our in-house living arrangement and it will be like you never left home. Sound good to you?”
“What about my car? Or my remaining lease? Or…?”
She interrupts me and says with sincerity “Your car will be liquidated at full value as if it was new, your remaining lease will be paid in full and a guaranteed “excellent tenant” report will be filed with the lease holder, and all your credit bills, medical bills, anything of that sort are going to be paid in full.”
I sit there slack-jawed at all the effort they are willing to do to have me sign this contract. They must be very desperate. Lisa asks “Is that all to your satisfaction Jon?” I shook my head yes and reached out for the nearest pen and signed the form.
“Good, Im glad you’re willing to help America Jon, from this point on we will monitor you until the termination or fruition of your contract.
“How long will that be exactly?” I ask.
“Well you signed an initial 5 year contract with an additional 10 year waiting period dependent on your performance.” She said. “Now we mustn’t waist anymore time Jon, please follow me to the processing area.” I was confused by the term “processing area”, but I shrugged it off and followed Lisa. I was escorted to what looked a laboratory and a bunch of nurses and scientists with clip boards looking me up and down. One of them came up to me and asked “When was the last time you masturbated Mr. Bartnet?” Totally taken off guard I stuttered “Excuse me?”
“Look I’m going to ask you a bunch of uncomfortable questions, but its imperative that you answer them truthfully so as we know how best to help you become fertile.”
“Bring him to the depository room when you have prepped him.” Lisa said to the head nurse. The nurse shook her head yes.
I answered all their questions and after that they took me to a cleaning room of some sort. I was instructed to disrobe and shower myself. I did as instructed and from then on there I never wore those clothes again, or any street clothes for that matter. I was then taken to a room where nurses laid me down on the bed and asked me to part my legs. I was embarrassed that they were looking at my six inch penis, but they were professional about it and I followed their instructions. They made me close my eyes, but from the pain I knew they stuck me with a syringe full of something and injected it into my testicles. Immediately I felt the strongest urge to cum but it subsided within a minute, but the feeling of my balls going to explode stayed quite a bit longer. They assured me through my discomfort by saying it was only brief. To add to my discomfort I was starting to get an erection from the injection. One of the nurses lubed up her gloved hand and stroked me. It felt so good that I was almost ready to blow my load right then. While I was being rubbed they injected something into my hard cock that made it feel completely numb and the sensation of my balls close to bursting was gone. I opened my eyes as the nurse was still stroking me but I couldn’t feel it. Just then as if my cock wasn’t hard enough it grew another inch right before me as the nurse still stroked it, keeping it hard. They helped me off the bed and the lead nurse escorted me to a room where Lisa was standing in front of a big door. She asked the nurses “Is he ready?”
“Yes ma’am he is.”
“Good, leave us please.”
The nurses left me standing there naked, erection and all, with Lisa eyeing me up and down. She subtlety licked her lips at the sight of my now 7 inch cock. I could tell she wanted to suck it and I was begging in my mind for her to. After all the ministrations from earlier I really noticed her figure. She had a decent sized waist and a nice round ass, her tits were probably about a 38D. She explained to me what was going to happen in the room behind her. “There are ten women ready to receive your sperm. The numbness will subside any minute now so let me make this quick. You are to step up to the platform of each woman and enter them. Please don’t worry about cumming too quickly, that is part of what they gave you in the syringe. As we speak the amount sperm in your balls is multiplying at an incredible rate. You need to empty your balls before they explode”
I looked at her with shock but I understood what she wanted me to do. The feeling of ball-splosion started coming back and she could see the discomfort on my face.
“Its time to save this country of ours John Bartnet.” She said as she opened the door behind her.
I entered the room in pitch black. Instantly a spot light illuminated one platform with a restrained naked woman in what looked like some sort of a pod. Her feet were spread apart and lying face down with her bare ass in the air. The scene was so exciting I almost came right then, but I knew I needed to fill her pussy up with my seed. I walked up to the platform as the numbness had completely disappeared and I could feel the urge to fuck overwhelming me. I stepped onto the platform and examined my first mate. She was white with medium legs and had a shaved pussy. I couldn’t see her backside at all. This pod concealed everything but her ass, pussy, legs and feet. I grabbed my cock and rubbed it against her exposed slit. She jumped at the touch of my tip, but soon became wet at the heat of my rod sliding up and down her slit. I entered her with ease due to her lubricating juices and some residual lube from the nurse earlier. It felt so good to finally be inside of a tight pussy. I plunged my entire length inside of her and stayed motionless for a few seconds. Then I began to withdraw and enter again at a slow and steady pace. I didn’t want to hurt this woman with my genetic-given length. Her pussy began to stretch to fit my size so I picked up the pace.
Before long I could feel her moving inside the pod and I assumed she was getting close to an orgasm. I held out as long as I could before the feeling of cumming was too much. Fortunately she came just before I unloaded my balls into her. I felt her pussy spasm on my cock as stream after stream of thick cum was shooting into this girl i've never met. The feeling was so amazing and long overdue I thought as I looked down at her milky hole. I withdrew my softening cock and stepped down from the platform. I watched this unbelievable amount of cum dribble out of her wet pussy and it was making me grow again.
When I was about ask aloud where the next mate was the pod shifted forward and turned the girl upside down. I assumed it was so the cum would run into her womb and add to the possibility of impregnation. The pod lifted into the ceiling and disappeared. Another spot light kicked on over another platform.
If you liked this part of the story please let me know as this is my very first attempt at writing. There is more to this and I will post the rest if people want more. Thanks for reading
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