The doctors name tag reads 'StreetShiter'
"Yes sir I belive I can help you with that. Though the IVF will be prohibtly expensive. If pff spring are your goal have you considered making a donation to our sperm bank?
The doctor smiles and lowers his voice
"For a fee i could help by also impregnating sevral infidels with your seed"
Never trust a Pajeet.
With a quick invocation to God the Peacemaker, I dip my knife into the camel turd in my back pocket to accrue a poison bonus and then stab the buttpicking infidel whose curry smell pollutes the air around me. I can feel the moon's energy guiding my next actions, as steal the bloodied and shitstained white lab coat, 'Dr. Streetshiter' ID badge, and prescription pad. I quickly scrawl out a prescription for a dozen babymakers supply worth of fertility hormones and send my brightest cousin-wife to the pharmacy. On my way out of the clinic, I hand the bloodied knife to the confused purple-haired receptionist and explain that patient Muhammad ibn Muhammad stabbed himself and needs an ambulance immediately. With no further explanation, I leave for the sperm bank.
4
You have aquired the fertility drugs and made your way to the sperm bank with no resistance. At the desk is another large mayo dumpster who seems to be watch a show on her phone. As you approach the desk she glances at your white coat and doctor id card and waves you toward the back. You now have access to the sperm bank.
I use my burner to call Muhammad and request that he bring the squad from the mosque so they can jerk off into the cryogenically chilled test tubes. In the meantime, I borrow an additional 12 mosque slavewomen and take them on as concubines. I would now like to roll for reproduction.
The way I figure it, the reproductive hormones probably allow each wife or concubine to pop out up to six kids. Since I have 12 wives and 12 concubines, that's 24d6.
Rolan
edit: I count 83.
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