The lucky few

It had been 14 months since I'd seen another humans face and I'd hoped to go 14 more. I found myself alone in the forests of western Canada after the fallout of the mutation. The mutation, changed the world; within a matter a weeks nearly man earth was exhibiting signs of the mutation, testicles would turn grey and shrivel and cause a complete shutdown of the nervous system if not amputated. Anarchy engulfed the world almost immediately, men everywhere dying and amputating themselves, societies across the world began to collapse. After the riots starting breaking out in my town in Washington, I hopped on my Honda XR with a few essential supplies and rode into the wilderness, living nomadically and foraging for food and supplies. After 14 peaceful months of survival I heard the cock of a rifle beneath me as I awake in my hammock.

I find myself surrounded by a squad of female soldiers in riot gear. "We're enforcers of the New Union, under proposition 1 any male or suspect to be male is subject to be seized and held by the New Union". I look around, clearly out numbered and out matched I follow my escort to the back of a truck. The road is long, unpaved and bumpy, after a few miles I decide to let out a plea. "Please, I don't even know whats happening just let me go back, no one has to know". Two of the soldiers exchange a look before the more confident one starts to let on, "don't worry, you're going to be ok, I'm sure you're confused. Most federal governments completely dissolved, after most of the riots starting calming down a lot of the now mainly female cities starting forming leaderships and pretty quickly merged into the New Union, which encompasses most of the west cost of the US and Canada." Their attitude was reassuring but I still wasn't sure why they wanted me so badly. "I don't want to be experimented on or exposed the virus". They looked at me with a confused look, before the same one from earlier spoke up, "we've got orders".

"Ok well what the hell is proposition 1 then?" I demanded. They looked at each other again and after a long pause one of them reluctantly answered, "proposition 1 is the first declaration of the New Union stating that to preserve the species of humanity any fertile male is subject to apprehension and propagation and any fertile female cannot deny any fertile male of impregnation". The revelation stunned me. Was I going to be hooked up to some semen milking machine in lab being fed? The truck carried on for another 2 hours in silence.

I recognized the city of Seattle as we neared our destination. Although still tattered from the riots, the city had come back to life quickly. The truck stopped outside of a large office looking building I could only presume to be a research lab. I tried again to find an escape but there were too many guns pointed on me. I was dreadfully escorted to the 5th floor of the building where I was locked in a room by myself. The room was all white and sterile looking, a queen sized bed with white bedding in the middle, a sink and door to a bathroom, and a small desk in the corner. It was like a dorm room got set up for surgery. A thin pale brunette woman in a lab coat pricks your arm with a needle drawing blood then exits the room without saying a word.

After about 10 minutes later a young blonde professional looking woman enters the room. The loud clicks of her heels echo throughout the room as she approaches your bed pulling up the chair from the desk.

"How are you feeling?" She asks as she walks in, I declined to answer.

"I'm sure you're wondering where you are. This is your new room at the NUIOB, aka the New Union Institute of breeding. Our researchers have found about 0.7% of men have a gene attached to the Y chromosome that makes them immune. A quick blood test confirmed that you indeed are one of the lucky few. As one of the last fertile males left one earth its your sole duty to provide genetic material for the survival of our species. We have taken note of the failures other governments experienced with their more forceful approaches, so we've focused on provided you the best possible conditions for reproduction. Anything you want, we can get it. Your main job here will be to produce semen. We will provide you meals, entertainment, and most importantly, women. We will bring you women of your preferences several times a day for you to produce ejaculant, use them however you want, we've developed a variety of methods of extracting semen. How does this all sound?"

You stand stunned. "overwhelming I guess"

"Listen, once you get used to things you'll realize this is paradise. You can take some time to process things if you want, you can let us know if you need anything with the tablet in the nightstand table, but we'd like to get things started as soon as we can can.