You've worked for OMEN as long as you can remember, an important scientist focusing on the reproductive branch. Extracting semen samples, caring for monster young, etc. However, on this particular day, or the day before, your memory is fuzzy. Your coworker, Alaric, offers you a drink. You take it, and pass out.

You wake up on the ground, but this isn't the marble floor of OMEN Headquarters, it's grass. A forest. You sit up, glancing around. Yes, no doubt about it, you're in a forest. You look up and realize you're inside a fake forest. The sky and clouds are fake, projected on a screen. This forest is artificial. You look down at yourself and discover you're naked. Next to you, someone left a pack of cigarettes. "At least they were slightly considerate, whoever they are," you think, picking up the pack. Suddenly, a voice comes from a loudspeaker hidden in one of the trees, making you jump slightly.

"Hello, you," the voice says through the loudspeaker. "I know you may feel frightened, but do not worry, it will all be less frightening in due time." The voice clears its throat. "Now, you have been chosen as a mother to raise the population of wendigos, a quite endangered species of monster, wouldn't you say?" The voice chuckles softly before continuing. "Now, I'm sure you won't fight back that much, since Alaric was so kind to put an aphrodisiac in your drink. But anywho, your partner is named Jonaskal'thun, try saying that three times." You roll your eyes as the voice chuckles again. "Now, we've had some trouble getting him comfortable, and none of his mates have been willing, so we chose you, forcefully I suppose. And I'm sure he'll be here any minute now. Anywho, Sayonara." The voice signs off. You stare into space in shock for a minute. What the hell!? You panic, pacing back and forth. God, you need a cigarette right now, but they weren't considerate enough to give you a lighter. You groan before freezing. There's something behind you. You slowly turn around to see a tall wendigo male looking puzzled and a bit fearful. He jumps back, letting out a yelp. "I'm s-s-sorry, I-I didn't mean to in-interrupt!" he says, panicked and scared. You sigh, looking down at the floor. Shit, why did you even apply in the first place?