Be a sperm donor.

“A sperm donor??”

“Your official job title would be “Research Assistant” but essentially, you’ll be a sperm donor.”

Simon didn’t know what he was more shocked about: the job offer or the woman making the offer. Despite Miss Asmodaugh mostly appearing to be a normal, fair-skinned human woman in her 40s, the red devil horns on her head and the long red spade tip tail reaching out of her black skirt gave away her devil heritage.

Miss Asmodaugh was also just as intimidating as the orc security guard but for a different reason: Simon couldn’t keep his eyes away from her. Her crossed legs raised one of her red stiletto heels and lifted her skirt high enough up her thigh to tease the lace tops of her black thigh high stockings . Her open white lab coat revealed her red blouse underneath and perfectly framed the cleavage of her large breasts. Her long black hair was perfectly straight, and her full red lips seemed to always be in a smirky smile as she knew every part of her exuded confidence and sexiness.

“This is a much more…intensive job than an ordinary sperm donor.”

Simon finally dragged his eyes away from the sexy devil to the cute water elemental sitting on Miss Asmodaugh’s right. Hannah from the AWIO’s “hammer” department (Human and Monster Resources, or HAMR) was a water elemental a few years older than Simon. Her wavy blue hair appeared to be constantly soaked, and her light blue skin was covered in beads of moisture, but her light gray business suit and skirt combo was somehow perfectly dry along with the white gloves on her hands. The outfit was also perfectly tailored to the girl’s petite frame to help accentuate what little curves she had. Her wet legs were bare save for more beads of sweat and the impractically tall black heels on her feet, though she still stood much shorter than Simon even with the heels.

Simon quickly looked up from her wet legs to her smiling blue eyes and as Hannah spoke, he noticed she couldn’t hide a smile creeping into her blue lips as she caught him obviously staring at her body.

“This facility houses several demons who have defected from the Demon King in the Old World, all of whom need sperm to live. Unfortunately, stored cum loses too much of its mystical potency to be used as a reliable source for them. Miss Asmodaugh and the AWIO are working on a long term solution but in the meantime, we need to bring the source directly to them.”

Miss Asmodaugh leaned forward and placed a hand on Simon’s knee, immediately grabbing his attention. Her dark eyes looked directly into his clearly shocked gaze thanks to the sudden closeness of the devil. Though the devil’s body wasn’t giving off any extra heat, Simon could still feel his skin burning up.

“If you agree to this Simon, you will essentially be signing your body over to the AWIO for science. You will be constrained to the SHARC until we have a better understanding of any long term side effects that could be given to the demons’ sponsors. You will be monitored during all of your sessions, and you will be given regular check ups, but I cannot guarantee you won’t end up in a more strict quarantine should complications arise.”

As Miss Asmodaugh leaned back, Simon needed to ask one question that had been bothering him all morning.

“Why offer the job to me?”

“I noticed from your resume my sister L worked at the same coffee shop as you.”

Simon turned towards the actual scientific research assistant sitting on the other side of Miss Asmodaugh. The thin human woman in her late 20s had on a white lab coat over a black t-shirt that failed to hide the tattoos around her neck. Her lower half was clad in black jeans and tennis shoes, and her hair was cut in a short black bob. Her lips curled into a smile as she spoke.

“I asked her about you, and she said you were “alright”. L hates pretty much everyone, so I consider that to be a glowing recommendation.”

Simon couldn’t help but chuckle. He really hadn’t talked much with L apart from work talk, but he knew she DEFINITELY hated people, and he was happy he somehow lucked into a good reference.

“Okay. I’ll do it.”

While Miss Asmodaugh’s red lips curled into a slightly bigger smile, Hannah grinned ear to ear.

“Wonderful! I have all of the paperwork here.”

The blue monster-girl handed over a giant stack of forms that were all somehow being held by an ordinary looking clipboard. Simon didn’t bother reading any of the pages before signing them until he realized the bottom half of the stack was not ordinary paper. The old tan parchment was much thicker than the normally printed forms and disturbingly, every single black letter inked onto the page had a faint red glow. As Simon stared at it, Miss Asmodaugh confirmed what he was thinking.

“It’s an infernal contract. Signing it will allow me to use an infernal blade to shave you and cast one infernal spell on you to increase your…”output” during your donor sessions”

Simon flipped through the medieval-looking contract trying and failing to find where the legal jargon specifically explained the infernal blade and spell.

“This seems like a lot of paperwork to get a shave and to cum more.”

While Miss Asmodaugh’s smirk curled further in amusement and Blair held back a chuckle with a smile, Hannah couldn’t help but giggle.

“The AWIO’s legal department made sure every possible loophole is closed, and the AWIO has the power to terminate the contract at any time.”

Simon glanced at a couple more pages before deciding it was worth it. He flipped to the final page and signed his name on the line under Miss Asmodaugh’s signature. He half-expected something to happen to him when he signed the contract, but surprisingly he didn’t feel any different. Instead, Hannah grinned as she took back the clipboard and the mountain of paperwork.

“I will get this run up and processed right away! Afterwards, I can show you your living quarters and give you a tour of the building.”

“In the meantime,” Miss Asmodaugh cut in, “Blair and I will start preparing you for your first day tomorrow.”

Hannah winked at Simon before the elemental girl scurried out of the lab leaving him with Blair and Miss Asmodaugh whose smiles fittingly and worryingly could best be described as devilish.