Dr. Grant, middle aged sorter

You sit quietly behind your desk, taking the last sip from your second cup of morning coffee and staring at the clock. The time has almost arrived for you to do your duty for king and country and begin another day of sorting young Highrulians into the proper social class. Its tough work, but you enjoy it.

While some of your friends from medical school are delivering babies and others are cutting people open and saving lives, you are preserving social order for your entire district by making sure everyone ends up where they are supposed to be. Society as you know it could collapse if not for you.

It didn't hurt that you got to spend all day, every day looking at naked, barely legal teenagers. Maybe that made you a little bit of a pervert, but that was okay. Being a pervert wasn't exactly frowned upon in Highrule, just as long as you observed the proper rules of social order while you were perving.

You groaned slightly as you got to your feet. Years of being overweight had taken its toll on your knees, luckily for you, you had been blessed with the number one biggest trait a guy could have when it came to the class system...a big cock. Being an Alpha had rewarded you with a life of excess, which had left you middle aged and fat in the middle, but it hadn't taken away your penis.

You walked down the hall to the first exam room and grab the chart.