About This Adventure
You stride through the reinforced gate of the southern Wisconsin breeding annex, your two-meter frame casting long shadows across the intake yard where a fresh transport of feral women has just been unloaded. State medics move among the petite, shivering arrivals, jotting blood types and genetic markers on sealed tablets, but the final authority rests with you. Before any woman passes into the breeding pens or faces the parasite-sensitivity trial, she must be presented to you personally for assessment; your immunity grants you sole discretion whether she proceeds to genetic compatibility pairing or remains in quarantine awaiting potential termination. Nearby, a row of empty breeding stalls waits under the low hum of the humidity domes, each one reserved for the first controlled encounters you will supervise to determine which of these new arrivals still carry active parasite influence.
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