Fred sat at the table that evening, sighing as he looked over the job offers he'd gotten that day. There were a lot of picks, but he wasn't sure if he was fully comfortable with many of them. He couldn't do any heavy lifting jobs, since Morphs were naturally better suited for those given their size and strength. He wasn't qualified for any big professions, so he was mostly stuck with service jobs. And there were plenty of offers for those... but he got the feeling that it was for a specific reason.
He quickly caught on to the fact that most of these offers were just because he was human. Apparently, human service workers were in high demand, due to the low population of them and the fact that many Morphs seemed to get aroused from being around a human. The size difference, the power dynamic... even being near a human was enough to make a Morph feel bigger than they already were, and that rush was something a lot of Morphs wanted. So servers, cleaners, personal assistants... all positions offered to humans first. And there was a lot of incentive for it, promises of higher pay and good benefits. Still... Fred wasn't sure he was willing to basically sell himself like that, knowing the Morphs were just using him for their own sexual thrills. But he didn't have many other options here...
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