The Last ImpregnatorGabriel_SombreSummary:
In 2030, France is hit by a virus more powerful than COVID-19. Faced with a declining birth rate, the President decides to implement a new fertility assistance program with a new high-paying job at stake: the Impregnators.
Follow the erotic adventures of Joseph Fucker, a young man in his twenties who will be one of the newly selected participants.
Chapter 1: Before the FallChapter Text
It all began in January 2030, in Paris, France. Joseph and his family, the Fuckers, are watching the twenty o'clock news to find out what's going on in the world. The news starts, and the presenter has a terrible look on his face and a deep voice. So does the anchorwoman who accompanies him. It's as if the two of them carry the weight of humanity on their frail shoulders:
"We're interrupting the news for a major newsflash, as we've just received some terrible news direct from the WHO: a virus, more powerful than 2018's COVID, has just struck humanity."
"It kills even more than COVID, so we're asking the people of the world to go back into quarantine until our researchers and scientists find a cure."
The news came as a real shock to everyone, with messages flying across the network like missiles. Everyone looked at each other as if it were a big joke, and yet everyone in the house came to accept it. The rebellion rumbles like an obvious fact, but we end up accepting it, because we know it's for the good of everyone. Months go by and the world gets used to the peace and quiet of global quarantine again, but this time getting out is no longer tolerable. Food and supplies are distributed directly by the couriers to the clients' homes to prevent any transmission. Bars and restaurants are closed indefinitely.
Culture in general is once again transcribed online via social networks and other platforms. Booksellers end up selling only digital versions, and music is only broadcast live on platforms like YouTube or Twitch. The hardest thing for people is to return to an offbeat lifestyle, pushed to the extreme against diseases and viruses that can be transmitted by outside contact.
For Joseph, whose habits are very home-like, confinement doesn't really change his routine, but it's a different story for Clara, Marie and Phil, who naturally prefer to spend time outside their apartment in the ninth arrondissement of the French capital. For those who have struggled with previous confinements, this one will be the longest and hardest, as it's a race against time, but above all against death.
After seven months, another piece of news arrived. And it's just as big a bombshell for many people. The same presenter, with more beard and longer hair, and the same presenter, rounder than before, begin the message to be conveyed as a task of the utmost importance:
"We interrupt the course of the newspaper once again to inform you that, after a harsh assessment of the heavy human loss of three billion. We inform you that, in order to repopulate the earth to an acceptable level, sex has been imposed to rebuild the World."
"Men between the ages of eighteen and thirty are asked to undergo a medical examination as soon as possible, followed by a short training course to qualify them for the new role of impregnator. The French government, through the media, will be bringing you more information on the subject tomorrow..."
No one spoke, far too stunned by the announcement and the embarrassment of being the first to say something that would awaken the others from their silence. Clara, Joseph's 20-year-old sister, was the first to break out of her silence, asking if she'd really just witnessed the scene. Clara and Joseph's father, Phil, replied that the government's decision was necessary for everyone's survival. The mother, Marie, said she needed time to accept the new normal and the role her son would have to play in a society she felt was becoming increasingly decadent.
Joseph, a little embarrassed, said he thought this might be his chance to make something of his life. Everyone silently went back to their rooms to meditate on what to do next. The hours ticked by, and the household eventually fell asleep despite the simply unbearable atmosphere. Joseph was the only one not to sleep, thinking that his chance had finally come and that his life was about to change completely.
The next day, Joseph was summoned for the medical examination that would seal his fate. He waited patiently for his turn in the waiting room of the office requisitioned by the government doctors. After an hour, his turn was announced and he headed for Doctor Loring's office. A young woman was waiting for him in a white coat and an almost charming smile. She asked Joseph if he was feeling well today, then quickly undressed and placed him on the examination table. He replied that he was a little stressed, but that he was delighted to perhaps be able to help the company recover from the virus. The woman smiled kindly at him and replied that this was normal in a situation like this.
Annotating a sheet of paper on a notepad and uttering "Hmm "s and "interesting "s, the doctor methodically examined Joseph's body, then asked him numerous questions about his relationships, his practices, his habits - in other words, just about any question of a medical or sexual nature. The examination was about to be concluded, according to Joseph, when the woman informed him that he would have to undergo another type of examination before she could give her approval.
Joseph, a little dazed by the information, could only say yes. She removed her blouse, unbuttoned her beige shirt and her pencil suit. All that remained was her matching black bra and panties, which she pulled down almost too sensually. Joseph, red as a tomato, could only get out two words in the form of an exclamation: Dear God!
The woman giggled and told him to come forward, beckoning with his index finger. He stepped forward with an unsure step, like the beginner he was despite his twenty-four years. Time seemed to have stood still for him, for he didn't even know what time it was anymore. The woman often changed position, as if she wanted to feel Joseph in every possible way. The woman whispered one last little thing in his ear:
"I want you to come inside me! If I get pregnant, you'll get an excellent salary."
"Noted, boss." He said, giving it everything he had to be a man.
After this unexpected examination, Joseph quickly got dressed, his face still flushed with confusion and excitement. The young woman, now dressed again, smiled one last time and handed him a form to sign.
"We're finished for today, Joseph. You'll be contacted shortly with the results and further procedures." She says with a knowing wink.
Joseph, still in shock at what has just happened, nods silently, signs the document and leaves the examination room. As he leaves the doctor's office, he barely realizes what has just happened. The fresh air outside gradually brings him back to reality. He takes his phone out of his pocket, hesitates for a moment, then decides not to say anything to his family for the time being. How could he explain such an experience?
Back at the apartment, he finds Clara, Marie and Phil sitting in the kitchen. All three look preoccupied, their faces marked by the uncertainty of this new imposed reality. Phil raises his head first and asks:
"So, how did it go, Joseph?"
"It was... different from what I expected, but it went well. We're waiting for the results now."
Joseph nods, touched by his father's proud look, but his thoughts are elsewhere. He can't stop thinking about the woman in the examination room and the surprising turn the day has taken. As the evening progresses, the atmosphere in the apartment is strange, torn between the routine of everyday life and the anxiety of the unknown.