Semen Bank Debut: Selecting the Nurse and Doctor
The day after turning the Semen Bank neighbor into a bitch, I finally headed out to handle the semen donation I'd been putting off.
Feels a bit tense for some reason.
Something I'd never done even in my past life. I'd thought about trying it once just to avoid dying a virgin out of sheer futility, but as a priest, donating sperm felt too weird, so it stayed a mere thought.
But here it's not sperm donation—it's semen donation? Why the difference?
I didn't think too deeply about it and brushed it off. Still, the terms were quite different. From what I knew, the act itself was similar...
I'll just ask when I get there.
They'd explain it kindly in detail anyway. Even so, being a first-timer had me pretty nervous. Usually, they just play porn, you jerk off alone, and leave—simple. But psychologically, it was still a heavy burden.
"Hello."
"Oh! Hello. Are you here for semen donation?!"
"Uh, yeah..."
The Semen Bank was just a short walk from home. Not a sperm bank—a Semen Bank. As I stepped inside, there were only two other guys besides me. One was fidgeting with a flushed red face. Short and scrawny, he almost looked like a gender-ambiguous woman at a glance.
Ugh...
Something about these guys triggered a visceral aversion. He seemed around my age, but I just didn't want to get close. Felt like hanging out with him might open my eyes to something I didn't want to see.
"This way, please!"
A nurse greeted me with a bright smile as I entered, guiding me along. She wore a skin-tight nurse uniform that hugged her curves tantalizingly, the skirt so short it barely covered her ass cheeks.
This is what a proper nurse should look like!
She led me straight into the consultation room—almost pushing me before I could say a word. Most guys got shy and bolted right away, so they probably rushed the paperwork to prevent that.
Kinda scary...
Not just this nurse, but all of them smiled radiantly, like they were signaling they were harmless. But that only made it creepier.
"Just wait a moment, and the consulting doctor will be right in. Absolutely do not go anywhere else."
"Okay."
I had no intention of leaving anyway. Why would I, when I could donate semen and get paid?
Click.
I swear the nurse locked the door as she left... Nah, must be my imagination.
Anyway, after about three minutes, a woman who looked like a doctor entered.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm Yoon Se-ra, the consulting physician."
"Hello."
She was surprisingly young, dressed in a crisp white coat with her hair neatly tied in a ponytail.
Average looks are high here—easy on the eyes.
In my past life, she'd have blown up on YouTube as a "hot doctor." Her figure was killer too; her shirt buttons strained against her massive tits.
"First off, thank you so much for visiting our Semen Bank."
She bowed deeply in gratitude. Her excessive politeness felt a bit overwhelming.
Makes sense... with the shortage of guys here, they'd do anything to keep them.
The Semen Bank was government-run. They paid men handsomely, but there was always a semen shortage. Men here had low libidos—maybe once a month if they were lucky—and even then, the quantity and quality sucked.
In a world where artificial insemination is standard, semen shortage is a huge crisis.
The sperm for insemination was managed here—one of the nation's most critical institutions.
"Let me explain the semen donation process first."
"Before that, could you tell me why it's semen donation, not sperm donation?"
"Of course. Most men don't fully understand our Semen Bank's role, so it's a common question."
Men just came, jerked off, got paid, and left. They rarely knew about the other functions.
"You know we manage the sperm needed for artificial insemination, right?"
"Yeah, I know."
"Beyond that, the semen we collect gets used in various ways."
"Various ways?"
"Yes, we supply research institutions and sell to customers who want it."
"Sell it? Why would anyone buy semen?"
"Lots of reasons... but mostly to eat it."
"I see..."
I couldn't wrap my head around paying for semen to eat.
We're basically selling it too under the guise of donation, so whatever the buyer does with it isn't our business.
"Lately, it's popular for skin beauty treatments too."
"Huh..."
Couldn't fathom smearing a guy's semen on your face.
But seeing it splattered on a pretty face would be hot, so maybe.
My curiosity was satisfied. It wasn't just for insemination—they wanted the full semen load. Hence, not just sperm.
"Now, about the procedure."
Sign the forms, go to a room, extract the semen. Simple.
"Payment varies by quantity and quality, but you'll get at least two million won, so no worries."
"I'm here to drain every last drop today."
"Heehee, you're a fun one."
I was dead serious, but she took it as a joke.
Yeah, guys rarely produce enough for over three million here...
Two million was the minimum. Good semen donors were rare. But set it too low, and guys wouldn't come. Even twice a month beat most office jobs. That's why men had it easy here.
Not that I need this to get girls.
"So, how would you like to ejaculate?"
After the consent form, she handed me another sheet listing ejaculation assistance options.
1. Watch porn
2. Nurse assistance
3. Doctor assistance
4. Strip show
Everything but 1 screamed "this world is different."
Strip show?
"What's 4?"
"You pick a nurse or doctor and they perform whatever pose or act you want."
"How's that different from 2 or 3?"
"2 and 3 involve direct hands-on help for ejaculation. 4 is no touching—just watching."
So 2 and 3 meant handjobs. 4 was eye candy only.
All tempting...
1 was out—boring and lame.
"Can I pick 2 through 4?"
"Pardon?"
Her eyes widened in shock. No guy had ever asked for that combo.
"Y-yes! If that's what you want, it's all available... Are you sure?"
"Yeah, the nurses and doctors look fuckable. Curious about the strip show too—all of it."
"I see... You're different from the others."
She swallowed hard, eyes gleaming with strange anticipation.
"Can I pick the nurse who guided me here... and Dr. Yoon Se-ra?"
"O-of course!!"
The calm doctor jumped up, eyes sparkling at my choice.
"It's my first time, but I'll do my best!"
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To think this day would come!!
Two years at the Semen Bank, and she'd finally been selected. Guys almost never picked 2-4.
Most skip even 1...
They'd just awkwardly jerk off alone and leave—no porn needed. But calling a nurse and doctor for handjobs and a strip show? Dream or reality?
"Yu-na! You've been picked—get ready."
"Huh? Y-yes, yes!!"
The nurse froze at first, then beamed. The others eyed her enviously. A chance to serve a man—irresistible. She rushed to the changing room.
"Wait, why's Dr. Se-ra...?"
"I got picked too."
"No way!?"
First time two were selected together.
"He picked strip show too, so you knew that."
"D-did he threaten you or something?"
"No way. He chose us himself."
Unbelievable enough to suspect blackmail.
"You'll see. He's not like the other customers."
Dr. Se-ra smiled with eager excitement. Her long-held dream at the Semen Bank was coming true.
Tall and built... bet it's huge too ♥
Anything over 15cm would be heaven. Not just strip show—hands-on service too. Her first time touching a real cock.
Brimming with anticipation and arousal, she entered the collection room with the nurse.
A motel-level setup: sofa, TV, bed, attached bathroom and shower. Perfect for any male whim.
"Your requested nurse and doctor are here ♥"
"Damn, you look fuckable in that."
"Thank you ♥"
"Th-thank you ♥"
His praise ignited their bodies. Glad they'd dressed slutty, they leaned forward for a better view—in slingshot bikinis that screamed sex.
