Sperm Test
Sperm Test
I gently brushed aside Su-yeon's disheveled hair, still draped over my knees.
Her face was smeared with sweat and tears, yet it was more vibrant than ever.
"Huh...!"
I flicked her protruding nipple lightly with my index and middle fingers.
Even through her knit dress, the hardened bulge was distinctly felt at my fingertips.
"Aah... It's good... Jun-nim..."
She twisted her body but didn't avoid my touch.
Instead, she pushed her chest forward, rubbing it against my palm.
I grabbed and kneaded her firm buttocks tightly with one hand.
The smooth skin encased in stockings softly spilled out between my fingers.
"Hey, Choi Su-yeon. Who's at your house right now?"
Her eyes widened sharply at my question.
She instantly grasped the intent behind my words.
Not the convenience store warehouse or under the counter, but a more secretive and safe place.
And above all, a location where she could receive my seed all night.
"Ah, no one! I live alone... A cleaning lady comes occasionally, but I'll call her right now and tell her not to come! I can clear all my schedules!"
She answered urgently.
Like a puppy wagging its tail when its owner suggests going for a walk, joy spread across her face.
"Good."
I chuckled softly and tapped my genitals against her lips.
"First, clean up. Cleanly suck my dick."
"Yes... Yes, Jun-nim..."
The term 'Master' hadn't yet stuck to her lips, so she called me by adding '-nim' to my name.
But her attitude was perfect submission.
She carefully opened her mouth and enveloped my glans, glistening with semen and vaginal fluids.
Lick, chuup.
Her tongue slid down the shaft, meticulously licking away the remaining saliva.
Her technique was still clumsy, but her sincerity was remarkable.
She wrapped it with her lips to avoid teeth contact and cleaned between the folds of the urethral opening with her tongue tip.
"Haa... Good. Yeah, there."
At my praise, Su-yeon's eyes curved upward.
She moved her head even more enthusiastically.
"Suck the balls too. All the way underneath."
As soon as my command fell, she lowered her head, took my testicles into her mouth, and slurped.
The sensation of my testicles rolling in her warm, moist mouth was thrilling.
'Wait... Does imprinting work orally too?'
A sudden curiosity arose.
I'd heard that vaginal ejaculation had the strongest effect, but if the semen components themselves affect the nervous system, absorption through the oral mucosa should be possible too.
Indeed, Su-yeon's gaze was more dazed than before and simultaneously carried a more affectionate glow.
Chuck, jjook.
Whenever she sucked my genitals, her pupils sparkled toward me.
Beyond simple sexual desire, feelings of blind love and worship were blooming.
Even if not as powerful as vaginal ejaculation, it was clear that weak imprinting through the oral cavity was progressing.
"Jun-nim... It's so delicious... I love you..."
She mumbled, rubbing her cheek against my shaft.
At the same time, a sound of something dropping came from between her kneeling legs.
Tuk, tuduk.
The semen I had ejaculated inside her vaginal entrance couldn't overcome gravity and was dripping out, falling white and drop by drop onto the convenience store floor tiles.
Seeing that scene, my eyes flashed.
I turned my head and looked at the display shelf beside the counter.
[Male Vitality Precision Diagnostic Kit (For sperm presence verification)]
It was an essential item of this era, selling more than pregnancy test kits.
A kit that could instantly verify the presence of active sperm in semen using a kind of simplified microscope principle.
That item, usually covered in dust, now caught my eye.
'I need to check. Right now.'
While enjoying the pleasure felt in Su-yeon's mouth, my mind was calculating coldly.
Whether that flowing liquid was truly 'life water' or just 'simulated semen.'
Depending on the result, my life, and South Korea's—no, the whole world's fate would be divided.
"Haa... Fuck, this is really fucking good."
Nevertheless, I momentarily stopped rational calculation and purely surrendered to pleasure.
Su-yeon's mouth was warm and moist, and her tongue movements were clumsy but passionate.
Whenever she sucked the tip of my glis, a thrilling tremor traveled up my spine.
Chuup, chupachup, lick.
Along with sticky saliva sounds, her hand softly stroked the inside of my thigh.
The gaze she occasionally raised to look up at me was filled with affection like a puppy desperate for praise from its owner.
She pressed her lips against my thigh and showered kisses with chucking sounds.
"I love you... Jun-nim... It's so delicious..."
Her mumbling sweetly clung to my ears.
But I couldn't delay any longer.
The tasks ahead were mountainous.
"Stop."
I lightly grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth away.
"Ah... I want to suck more..."
She regretfully smacked her lips. The glistening saliva and semen stains around her mouth were strangely erotic.
"Stand up and get dressed. And wipe up all the semen and vaginal fluids splattered on the floor. Thoroughly so there's no smell."
"Huh? Ha, but..."
"Do as I say when I tell you. If you listen well, I'll reward you later."
I slapped her buttocks.
Her eyes sparkled at the word 'reward.' She was already my captive.
Her body and mind were completely mortgaged to a part-time worker much younger than her, with nothing to his name.
"I understand... I'll clean it up neatly, Jun-nim."
She staggered to stand up. The sight of her hurriedly adjusting her panties and stockings was pitiful yet strangely arousing.
I approached the display shelf beside the counter. The [Male Vitality Precision Diagnostic Kit] covered in white dust.
The expiration date was precarious, but it didn't matter.
"Come here."
Before tearing open the kit, I called Su-yeon, who was dressing.
And without hesitation, I shoved my hand under her skirt.
"Hahuk!"
She flinched.
My finger pushed aside the damply wet panties and roughly thrust into her vaginal entrance, still not closed.
Squeak.
"Aahng! There... It's still sensitive..."
As my finger scraped her vaginal walls, she moaned yet pressed her waist against my hand.
The hot heat and mucosal texture felt at each finger joint.
And my clones abundantly pooled inside.
"Good? You like being fucked?"
"Yes... It's good... Your fingers are so big too..."
I pulled out my finger when I thought it was sufficiently coated.
A generous amount of white, sticky semen came out clinging to my index and middle fingers.
"This should be enough."
Holding my wet fingers, I grabbed the kit box and moved my steps toward the warehouse-cum-office.
Su-yeon looked regretfully, but I closed the door.
Inside the office was quiet.
I placed the kit on the desk and immediately turned on the computer monitor.
On the screen, CCTV four-partition footage showing the convenience store interior was running.
'This is the most important.'
If government or intelligence agency bastards saw this footage? I'd become a laboratory guinea pig tomorrow.
Or if Su-yeon later changed her mind and sued for sexual assault?
Even that slightest possibility couldn't be left.
I connected my smartphone to the computer with familiar hand movements.
Backed up the recorded footage from just before, about 40 minutes.
On the screen, scenes of Su-yeon pulling down my pants and performing fellatio, being bent over the desk and fucked, and her expression of ecstasy receiving my semen were captured intact.
'Damn.'
Seeing it again on a small screen doubled the sense of depravity.
The process of that arrogant store manager turning into a bitch for my dick alone was stark.
This was later entertainment for myself and insurance for unforeseen situations.
As soon as the backup finished, I deleted the original file.
Not just simple deletion.
I ran the [Secure Eraser] program, overwriting the sector where that data was stored with random data seven times.
Even if CIA grandfathers came, recovery impossible.
"Hoo..."
Now I'm reassured.
I leaned deeply into the chair and picked up the kit on the desk.
On the packaging, the phrase [The nation's future! Your seed is hope! If sperm is found, report immediately to 1588-XXXX!] was written tackily.
"Talk about reporting. Am I crazy?"
I sneered and tore open the kit's plastic.
According to the instructions, smear semen on the plate, wait about 10 minutes for liquefaction, then observe.
I flicked my semen-coated finger onto the plate.
Tok.
White liquid dropped onto the glass plate.
10 minutes. The waiting time felt like eternity.
During that, I replayed the footage backed up on my smartphone, admiring Su-yeon's figure.
Plump breasts, slender waist, and that expression she made while receiving my semen.
'Indeed... When my semen enters, women change correctly.'
The changes in her gestures in the footage were clear evidence.
Time must be about right.
I took out the small magnifying glass (smartphone camera attachment type) included in the kit and attached it to the lens.
Then opened the camera app and pressed the video recording button.
'This is sample footage I'll send to brokers in America or Japan later.'
I zoomed in on the screen.
At first, it was blurry and hard to see.
"Damn, is it cheap? Why is the focus like this?"
I grumbled while adjusting the aperture.
And finally, the focus aligned.
"......!"
Breath choked in my throat.
The world on the screen was a battlefield.
Hundreds, thousands of sperm were swimming, wagging their tails madly.
No, not just swimming.
Like a pack of hungry sharks, or guided missiles charging toward a target, fast and aggressive.
That vitality, that energy seemed to burst through the screen.
"Fuck... It's real."
An exclamation burst out unknowingly.
In my body that had been dead for three years, such monster-like things were being produced.
Each of these wriggling things held value worth billions, no, capable of saving a nation.
'Jackpot. This is incomparable to lottery or anything.'
Before my eyes, wealth and glory passed like a panorama.
Top-tier penthouse, supercars, and my own harem composed of beauties worldwide.
Now I was no longer convenience store part-time worker Kim Jun.
The savior of humanity, the ruler of a new world.
'What should I tell Su-yeon waiting outside?'
Tell her the truth? Or hide it for now?
Knowing too much might become troublesome.
But she has already received my semen.
Confirming her qualification as my 'first female' wouldn't be bad either.
I curled my lips and smiled ambiguously.
"First... Shall I just say it's 'hopeful'?"