Priscilla May
Open World Mistress
- Joined
- Nov 21, 2020
It was cold and dark in the Pokemon center hostel that morning, a certain chill in the air as the air conditioning ran in overdrive. It was almost for certain the manager of this particular pokemon center in the Northern section of Olivine city was having a hot flash for them to think this was an appropriate temperature. The large room which housed a dozen bunk beds was quiet as a faint light and murmur of activity in the hallway outside began to signal the breaking of a new day. There was no windows in this particular room, the northern section of the large coastal city was not the most affluent and the pokemon center followed suit. The plain scraped up walls and rickety bunk beds left little to be desired as the creaking and scratching of the canvas beds continued through the night.
As Gaius awoke from his cold slumber under a thin wool blanket provided by the center, he would recall that he was visiting Olivine City to be tested for fertility and whether the Orange Flu had taken affect in him. It had been months since the world first learned of the horrendous and frightening virus. At first the government warned that thousands could die from the blight that ran like wild fire through the population. But as scientists had time to study it and doctors observed many of the patients, they discovered the peculiar nature of the disease. Only about 10% of those infected died, and of those 10%, 95% were male. Of the 90% who survived, the female population had the mildest symptoms with no long term affects from the disease. However the true tragedy of the virus was realized all too late as 99% of males infected with Orange Flu saw a loss of fertility and sexual desire.
The news of this spread like wildfire through the world, the possibility of the virus’ long term impact being the extinction of humanity and/or devastation to the economy should the birthrate drop too low. Months after the last few cases of the disease were reported, males from across the country were brought to pokemon centers to be tested for the long term affects. The lucky less than 1% being deemed as “breeders” males given express mandates to spread their seed in the female population as much as they could. It was done so discreetly, the identities of these breeders kept a close secret as to not invite reprisals by envious men who now found themselves inept.
Gaius himself had just taken the test the day before. He had heard the doctor announce that this pokemon center had not gotten a positive test yet for a breeder. The test itself took 12 hours to process and thus all subjects were invited to stay in the pokemon center for the night in the usual trainer housing.
As morning crept on Gaius would soon have his life changed, a text would arrive on his phone.
“Gaius, please proceed to Dr. Better’s office at your earliest convenience, please do so with discretion.”
He would know from yesterday the doctor’s office was just down the hall in the pokemon center.
As Gaius awoke from his cold slumber under a thin wool blanket provided by the center, he would recall that he was visiting Olivine City to be tested for fertility and whether the Orange Flu had taken affect in him. It had been months since the world first learned of the horrendous and frightening virus. At first the government warned that thousands could die from the blight that ran like wild fire through the population. But as scientists had time to study it and doctors observed many of the patients, they discovered the peculiar nature of the disease. Only about 10% of those infected died, and of those 10%, 95% were male. Of the 90% who survived, the female population had the mildest symptoms with no long term affects from the disease. However the true tragedy of the virus was realized all too late as 99% of males infected with Orange Flu saw a loss of fertility and sexual desire.
The news of this spread like wildfire through the world, the possibility of the virus’ long term impact being the extinction of humanity and/or devastation to the economy should the birthrate drop too low. Months after the last few cases of the disease were reported, males from across the country were brought to pokemon centers to be tested for the long term affects. The lucky less than 1% being deemed as “breeders” males given express mandates to spread their seed in the female population as much as they could. It was done so discreetly, the identities of these breeders kept a close secret as to not invite reprisals by envious men who now found themselves inept.
Gaius himself had just taken the test the day before. He had heard the doctor announce that this pokemon center had not gotten a positive test yet for a breeder. The test itself took 12 hours to process and thus all subjects were invited to stay in the pokemon center for the night in the usual trainer housing.
As morning crept on Gaius would soon have his life changed, a text would arrive on his phone.
“Gaius, please proceed to Dr. Better’s office at your earliest convenience, please do so with discretion.”
He would know from yesterday the doctor’s office was just down the hall in the pokemon center.