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NakeBody September 2005
Sperm Farm
1 The Interview
Daniel was sipping a coffee in one of the smart new coffee lounges in town, reading the local paper. He was idly casting his eyes over the small ads, when one caught his attention.
Earn 1000's!' ran the blurb. Donors wanted by Human Sperm Farm. For details, ring Melanie on ...' and there followed a phone number.
Daniel thought about it. Temporarily out of work, money wasn't a problem -- yet -- but time was dragging. If this really meant you could earn thousands, and there was no catch, then it might be worth pursuing.
He got his mobile out, and keyed the number.
"Ejaculations Unlimited!" answered a female voice. "Melanie here -- how may I help you?"
"Saw your ad," grunted Daniel, not quite sure how to approach the matter, and slightly embarrassed.
"And you're interested in becoming a donor?" suggested Melanie.
"Yes, well, I'm certainly interested in considering the possibility, but I'd need more details."
"Why don't you come along and see me for a chat?" Melanie proposed. "Say, after lunch, 2 o'clock?"
"Fine!" agreed Daniel. Melanie gave him the address, a large country house a few miles out of town.
After lunch, Daniel put his best jeans and trainers on -- must make a good impression, he thought -- and drove out to the country mansion. Coming Home' announced the name plate on the gate, and underneath in smaller type: Ejaculations Unlimited welcomes you to its Sperm Farm'
On ringing the bell, the door was opened by a bespectacled young lady in her mid twenties, looking very professional and business like in a black suit, the skirt of which was tastefully cut just below her knees. "Hello, I'm Melanie. Do come in."
Daniel was ushered into a small office on the left of the corridor from the front door. Beyond it, the corridor was blocked by a door bearing a sign; Private. Staff and Residents Only" and to the right was a door bearing the label Assessment Centre."
"Sit, down, make yourself at home," said Melanie, moving round to behind her desk, and opening up a new file on her computer.
"First I must explain that this is what we call a `pre-assessment interview.' It will take about half an hour while I take some basic details from you, and then if you fit one of the profiles we are looking for, you'll be called for a full assessment. If you pass that, you'll be offered a contract. Are you happy with that?"
"Why, yes!" agreed Daniel. "But why so many levels of approval?"
"As you'll see, this interview will just touch the surface. A full assessment is resource heavy, and takes at least an hour."
Melanie continued. "First, tell me what you imagine to be the procedure at a Sperm Farm."
"Well," said Daniel slowly, "I guess I'd call in every now and again, you'd show me to a small cubicle with magazines, tissues, and a sample jar. Fifteen minutes later I'd come out, hand you the filled jar, and you'd pay me a fee."
Melanie smiled.
"Some outfits work like that, but we're big, and we're professional. We work on entirely different basis. We offer a forty day residential contract, all found, backed up by fully trained professional staff. How does that sound?"
"Great!"
"No grotty little cubicles," continued Melanie. "Airy, hygienic Ejaculation Rooms, manned by fully trained staff."
She let that sink in, and then turned to her screen again.
"I'll just take a few basic details, then, before I outline in a bit more detail how we work. Then you can decide whether to offer yourself for a full assessment if given the opportunity."
Daniel was impressed. He hadn't expected the set up to be so efficiently organised.
"Name?"
"Daniel Brown." "Age?"
"Twenty two."
"Phone number?"
Daniel gave his mobile number.
"Ethnic Group?"
"Caucasian."
"Now a few physical questions. If you're not sure, have a guess - you don't have to be accurate. This is just for guidance, and accurate measurements will be taken at the Assessment."
Melanie pressed a key to change the screen on her terminal.
"Height?"
"Five foot ten."
"Weight?"
"Thirteen stones."
"Now for a few more personal questions," said Melanie. "Try not to be embarrassed. Daniel. How often do you cum?"
"About two or three times a week," replied Daniel, embarrassed nevertheless.
"Now tell me, if you're tossing yourself off, how long does it take you to cum from first touching yourself, if you haven't cum for, say, three days?"
Daniel reddened.
"About five minutes, I guess," he replied.
"And how long if someone else is helping you?"
Daniel didn't have to think about this.
"I've only ever done it on my own," he said.
"Mmm. That's fine. I just need to take a couple of photos now, for the benefit of the Pre-Assessment Board."
Melanie opened a door off her office, leading to a windowless room set up as a photographic studio. A camera stood atop a tripod, with a lead connecting it to a printer on a bench behind it. Opposite the camera was a white background in front of which was a small raised platform. Melanie took off her jacket and hung it over a chair back. Daniel pulled out his comb to tidy his hair.
"No, Daniel," said Melanie. "For the purposes of this exercise, we're not interested in your face. Just slip your trousers and pants off, and stand on the platform facing the camera."
Daniel turned bright red, and became very hesitant.
"I, er, I can't, er ...in front of, er, ..."
The words dried up.
"I can assure you there's nothing to it," said Melanie. "Would you feel happier if I showed you how the process works?"
Daniel nodded miserably. Melanie slipped her shoes off, stood on the platform, and pressed the remote control. There was a flash, and the printer sprung into life, producing a photo of Melanie from the waist down.
"There!" she said, showing Daniel the photo. "There's no facial identification. Now you do the same."
Daniel took up position, still fully dressed, and Melanie pressed the remote again. A photo was again printed, showing Daniel from the waist down.
"Easy wasn't it? You just have to take the next step now," she added, coaxingly.
Reluctantly, Daniel dropped his trousers and put them on a chair, stepped out of his underpants, and took to the platform. Melanie eyed him critically.
"Sorry, your T-shirt's too long -- it's obscuring your navel. You'll have to take that off, too."
In for a penny, thought Daniel, and pulling it over his head, handed it to Melanie.
"Hands on head, legs apart, please," asked Melanie, and fired off three shots. She made Daniel remain naked on the platform until the last had printed.
"They're fine! Let me help you dress!"
Melanie held Daniel's pants for him to step into, and pulled them up for him. "They're a snug fit!" she remarked, patting the front of them gently before helping him on with his trousers.
When he was fully dressed, they returned to the office. Melanie sat at her computer again, talking to herself as she typed in details from the photo session..
"Photos, three. Circumcised, yes. Penis size, average minus. Comments, very shy but will co-operate if coaxed."
She turned to Daniel. "How does that sound?" "Fair, I guess."
"Well, Daniel, that's all I need for now. Let me tell you about the way we work, to make sure you are still interested before our pre-assessment team spends time on your details.. All donors are on a short term contract of forty days, and must have a six month rest between contracts before applying to return. During those forty days donors are resident on site, with all food, accommodation, and dress provided. They are not allowed to leave site during that period. For this they are paid the sum of 10,000 on completion of the contract. What do you think?"
"It sounds very good!" Daniel responded. "Very good indeed!"
"Well, let me explain what will happen next. We don't take just anybody. You will have to undergo an assessment. This involves a detailed physical examination and the provision of a sperm sample for analysis. We're not in the business of paying for blanks!" she smiled.
"Understood," agreed Daniel.
"The assessment will be carried out by one of our supervisors who will discuss and agree an individual programme of donations during your forty day stay. How does that sound?"
"Ok by me," agreed Daniel. "How long before I hear if I'm approved for assessment?"
Melanie looked at her screen, and pressed a few keys. "The pre-assessment panel meets tomorrow morning. I'll give you a ring in the afternoon?"
Next: Daniel undergoes the full assessment