"Just the penis," you answered.
"Have you ever had any operations," asked the secretary, more so to herself...
"Hm..." you thought for a moment, "Nope, do I need one?"
"That was a rhetorical question... Well have to do a test." answers the secretary, "Surgery have gotten so good these days, men try to pass them self off like herms such as yourself... Completely vulgar, they give genetically alternate girls a bad name."
"Hm? What kind of test" you ask.
"Good, so you are unfamiliar with this test. This would make things easier. Well, I'll give you a choice, we can use a machine that can test your DNA from your sperm, or we can use my pussy. Of all those employed here, I'm the only one who have slept with both kind of dick only herms that I can tell which is which when the ejaculate in me." answers the secretary as she folds her hands together in continuation with a more serious tone to her voice, "Mind you though, I'm never wrong. In fact, I'm more precise than that piece of junk we have in the back.........So, what will it be?"
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