Oldest job in the world

Oldest job in the world

A new you

Chapter 1 by Hanasong Hanasong

It really happened then huh. The reset of 2050, with just the press of a button every person on the planet would be given a place, a job, and a purpose to fulfill them. It didn’t matter if they were male or female or what race. They would all find themself in their perfect life.

You wake up after the reset in your bedroom in the same bed you always used. We’re not going to pry on wether you were male or female before but right now you’re definitely female. The difference is clear though, your tits are huge. You can’t help but to you with them a little this morning they’re the perfect softness and size. You get up to find out what job you’ve been assigned.

Everyone’s job was going to be preordained and tattooed onto their neck so that everyone else knew what you did. A doctor would be easily recognized as a doctor by a tattoo like this. You rub your sleepy eyes and peer into the mirror… “WHORE” right on your neck, for all the world to see.

You down at your body and it’s undeniable that you have a body perfect for sex, this is a good opportunity to admire your new ass, it’s plump and shaped. You don’t want to complain because your body is really hot but why did you have to be a whore. It doesn’t seem that fair considering this is supposed to be your perfect life.

Whatever though, you should just get dressed and get some food. You slept in long enough and now you’re hungry. Go get ready for the day whore!

Getting dressed then?

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