Jasper had volunteered to go first in Room 1. He emerged after no more than twenty minutes, staring upward, eyes nearly rolling back.
“Bro, that was the hottest test I’ve ever taken.”
He looked dazed.
“Just go in,” he added, stepping aside.
Daniel pushed the white door open, stepped inside, and closed it behind him. It was a standard doctor’s office like any other—everything white, posters on the walls, a white desk with no one at it. Only a neon sign above his head glowed unnaturally:
“Choose Your Doctor.”
An arrow pointed right. Daniel turned and saw a booth like those at public places that spit out instant photos. He stepped in, and the door shut automatically behind him. There was an emergency lever he clearly wasn’t supposed to touch.
Inside, the booth was empty except for a tablet in the center, facing the entrance. On it was a list, flanked by up and down arrows and a select button. The list wasn’t long—about ten faces, seven men and three women. No sound came from outside. With each selection, the doctor’s face appeared, along with their degrees, training, and courses. Though most looked no older than thirty-five, they all had at least ten years of experience. And they were all stunning—young and beautiful, a rarity in other hospitals.
The one he liked best was a bald, dark-skinned doctor with black glasses named Johnny Wan. Thirty-nine, two kids, and his hobby was sleeping outdoors. Daniel wasn’t sure why he needed to know that last bit, but he picked Johnny, marked him, and hit ready.
The booth lit up green, and the door behind him opened. Daniel stepped out slowly, back into the office, but it wasn’t empty anymore. Johnny Wan—his doctor—sat at the desk.
“Please, have a seat,” the doctor said, gesturing to the exam table. Daniel obeyed.
Dr. Wan rose from his chair and approached.
“Any complaints?”
“No. I had a cold two weeks ago, but I’m fine now.”
“Please open your mouth.”
Daniel opened wide. The doctor inserted one of those metal spoons, pressed his tongue down, and released it after a few seconds.
“Good. Undress.”
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Daniel followed every instruction.
The doctor placed a stethoscope on his chest and listened in silence. He leaned in so close that his mouth was inches from Daniel’s. He tried not to breathe in his face, but Daniel couldn’t feel the doctor’s breath either.
“Good,” Dr. Wan said, pulling back.
“Please stand, take off your pants and underwear.”
Daniel froze for a moment. He’d expected this kind of exam, but from a specialist, not a general practitioner. He spared the questions and slowly did as Dr. Wan asked.
“I sense tension,” the doctor said, as if reading his mind. “I’m General Practitioner Wan, but if you’d read my profile carefully, you’d know I have plenty of specialties. You’re in safe hands with me.”
Daniel just nodded. Naked, he wasn’t in the mood to chat. He just wanted this over with.
“Please sit on the table.”
Daniel sat. The doctor tapped his knees a few times with a small hammer, flashing Daniel back to childhood doctor visits. Testing reflexes and finding the nerves that triggered them had always been his favorite exams—he’d laugh every time.
“Good. Now stand, face me, and spread your legs slightly.”
Here it came—the part he’d always dreaded most. He’d been to these exams before, and they’d told him the shame fades after the first time. Not for him, it didn’t.
The doctor pulled on a glove and, without hesitation, grabbed both his testicles, making gentle movements, feeling them thoroughly.
As the doctor handled his balls, Daniel thought of Jasper. It was weird, but now he understood why Jasper had been so pleased. That bastard had picked one of the female doctors.
“Cough.”
This was endless. He coughed. Dr. Wan pulled his hand back, grabbed a stylus with it, and noted something on the tablet. Daniel hoped he changed styluses between patients.
“Good. Now turn around.”
Oh, no.
“Please bend over and, if you would, spread your buttocks.”
“Is this necessary?”
“If you refuse the test, your park invitations are automatically void, Mr. Hawk.”
“Hawk.”
The doctor ignored the correction. Daniel had only heard stories about exams like this—he never thought he’d face one. He felt a cold, metallic touch near his rear. Now he didn’t regret picking a man; even with him, it was awkward.
“Good.”
His favorite word. He stood up.
“Can I get dressed now?”
“Yes, of course. Wait for the results slip.”
“That fast?”
“Our system’s revolutionary—a blend of the world’s best tech and the expertise of thousands of doctors.”
“Alright, alright.” Honestly, he didn’t care to hear it. He just wanted out.
“Your results aren’t perfect, but they’re good.”
“What’s that mean?”
“You have slight prostate enlargement, and you’ll suffer from hemorrhoids soon if you don’t take precautions.”
He knew it wasn’t dire, but it still felt like grim news.
“But none of it’s serious enough to stop you from visiting the park and enjoying it.”
The doctor handed him a slip and wished him a good day. Jasper waited outside, eyes wide.
“How’d it go, bro? Which doc did you pick?”
“A dark-skinned male doctor.”
“A dark-skinned guy? You serious? A man touching your balls, bro?”
“It didn’t feel right picking a woman, Jasper. What if she has a boyfriend?”
“What boyfriend, bro? Don’t you see? Everyone here’s a robot. The doctors too.”
“Robots?”
Daniel looked around. The redhead upstairs, the doctors here, the gardeners, the waiters—all robots. He saw Jasper’s smug grin. He was right.
“My doc forgot her gloves, bro. Some glitch, I guess—thought she liked me at first. Her hands were ice-cold.”
“And you still enjoyed it?”
“Well… I always enjoy a woman touching my balls.”
