Isabella sat at her desk trimming her nails as she watched the clock ticking by slowly. A male had come of age in her town, and therefore it was time for his mandatory examination. She let out an annoyed sigh, having grown numb to her work after 12 years as a first-stage NuSex. The routine of examining males and informing them of their inferior fertility had become boring. The odds of finding a male with superior fertility in a small town like this were so low she might never encounter the 0.01% who qualified for the second phase of her job responsibilities.

A sudden knock on her examination room door interrupted her thoughts. She stood up from her comfortable office chair and readjusted her nurse outfit. "Come in!" she called out, pasting on the practiced smile she had used hundreds of times before. Just another day in the office, she mused as she watched the door open and her scheduled appointment began.