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Expansion Enterprises​

Dave Ullmin headed to his desk for his first day of work at his new job; sales representative for Expansion Enterprises, a company for exotic merchandise. It certainly wasn’t what he’d gone to college for, but it was a small company with a high profit margin and great sales incentives. He probably wouldn’t go around with business cards at a family reunion or anything though, human slavery might be legal, but that didn’t make it popular. He reached his desk and spent the next half hour before his shift started organizing both his desk and his computer’s desktop. He was supposed to have orientation at nine with the only other sales representative in the company, after that it was just scientists and a few executives. A shadow crossed over him as he set up the last picture on his desk of his fiancé. Dave looked up to see Ben, the other sales rep, tying his tie while clamping his teeth on the rim of a Styrofoam cup of coffee since he had no free hands. Dave stood up and waited; once Ben was done he stuck out his hand which Ben shook warmly.

“Hey Dave! How’s it going? All ready I see huh?” Ben enthused as he pumped Dave’s hand. The two had met twice before at the two interviews he had.

“Oh yeah, you know it.” Said Dave, trying to match the enthusiasm.

“Awesome. OK, let’s go to the break room, we should be getting a delivery soon, I can go over a few things with you while we wait and you can grab some coffee if you want.”

“Sound good.” The two headed to the break area while Dave was scanning Ben for any negative feelings. He seemed genuine, but he was also a salesman, he might not like Dave potentially taking some business from him. But from what he knew, they were losing business because they didn’t have enough salesmen, so he should be OK. They reached the break room which was equipped with standard commissary vending machines that could pretty much prepare whatever you wanted. They grabbed a seat once Dave got his own coffee and Ben got a granola snack out of the machine.

“OK so today we’re supposed to have a shipment of two, but sometimes we get more than that. We have a standing order or two and then if we can’t fill those orders we go with what sells pretty well and put them on auction.” Ben paused a moment and seemed to size up Dave a bit. “You…don’t have a problem with that right? I mean you’re not squeamish are you?”

Dave shrugged and took a sip of his coffee. “Well, I have a reservation or two, but I’ll get over it, I mean it’s been going on since 2172, like thirty years now right? Something had to be done about the indigent population. But no, that shouldn’t be an issue.”

“Good. I mean it’s OK, you’ll probably have some issues here and there, it just takes some time to get over them. When you get your first big incentive check you’ll feel a lot better.” Dave doubted that but he could be right. “So anyway once they get here I’ll show you how we judge them and show you what happens to them. It’s good to know a bit of the process, people like to hear explanations about it, it impresses them when we let them know how we do what we do.”

“Sounds good.” They passed the time chatting about a few things until a beeping was heard from Ben’s belt.

“They’re here, let’s go.” Said Ben as he tossed his empty coffee cup into the bin and Dave did the same and followed him out the door. It was a short walk to the delivery area, along the way they picked up a security guard armed with a stun ray as was standard operating procedure. “Haven’t had an issue yet, but sometimes the subjects aren’t properly neuroed, and attempt to resist. Like I said it hasn’t happened yet, but other similar companies have had an issue or two and we learned from them.” They arrived at the small shipping and receiving area where a hover truck was pulling in and resting on the ground. Another security guard was already in here writing on his compboard which he handed to Ben as he and Dave walked in. Ben took it and countersigned under the guard’s signature and kept the board, scanning through the video displays till he got to the orders he was looking for. Once the hover truck had stopped moving the driver and an assistant got out and headed to a side door which slid open at the touch of the assistant.

Dave watched as the two delivery men reached into the bay of the truck and began guiding out some dazed and confused naked people. They only wore a metal ring around their neck and they blinked in the light as they were led out, otherwise they were unbound. The two security guards took the first person; a somewhat squat man, and stood him in front of the truck while the attendants took out the next one. This was a somewhat tall and lithe woman with a very attractive face. She seemed unconcerned that she was stark naked and made no efforts to cover herself; she mainly wore a stupefied expression as she was led to stand next to the man. The last one was brought out, another woman, not quite so attractive in the face, and a bit on the frumpy and over weight side. Dave was about to step forward, but Ben held out a restraining hand. “Let the security take it from here.” He whispered. The security guards then checked the metal rings on each of the naked people, and then checked the offered paperwork of the delivery men. Once that was done, they signed them and shook hands, exchanging a few pleasantries as they got into their truck and took off shortly after that. The security guards nodded after that.

“OK, we’re set. Come on let’s check the merchandise.” Said Ben as he almost skipped down the steps to the three waiting people. Dave followed less eagerly; he was having some feelings of regret, just as he knew he would. He still hadn’t even told his fiancé yet what he actually did. “C’mon.” said Ben as he reached the first one in line.

“OK, first thing’s first. We do a quick genetic scan. We have priority standing orders for a certain kind of genetic template. So if you ever find one, put any other orders on the back burner and fill that one in, company orders. And when you see the commission check for one of those you’ll agree.” Ben took what looked like a pen and pressed it against the arm of the man until it beeped and turned red after a few seconds. “Negative. Next.” He went to the pretty girl and pressed it against her arm and got the same result. “And the extra one.” He said as he pressed it to her arm as drool dropped off her lower lip. After a few seconds it beeped three times in triumph and made a green light instead of red. “Oh that is a beautiful sound!” said Dave. He checked again just to make sure and got the same result. “We really lucked out today. Like I said, we had two we were expecting…” he gestured to the man and woman. “But managed to get this extra one, this gold mine!” Dave was a little confused.

“How do they get an ‘extra’ one?” Ben held up a hand almost cutting off the question.

“We’ll go over that later.” He said, giving the slightest of gestures towards the guards, who were not actually employed by the company, but by the FSC, Federal Slavery Commission. “Ok let’s see what we got here.” He said turning back to the man and pressing a few buttons which caused a green laser scan to play over him. “OK Dave, here check this out. See how his legs are rather short? He’s also got decently long arms and a larger than average torso. These measurements confirm it. This guy has ‘clownball’ written all over him.” Said Ben as he pushed buttons on the compboard, entering the order. “We don’t have an order for that, but they sell pretty well, amusement parks like them as do catering companies. We’ll set him up for that, and because it’s an easy procedure we can see that today.” Dave had heard of clownballs, but never seen one to his knowledge. They stepped over to the next one.

“OK, with her we have all kinds of options. She has a nice figure.” He said as the laser scan did its job and Ben took an examining squeeze of one of her ripe breasts. This was clinical rather than perverted it seemed, like a doctor’s appraisal. “We can accentuate her quite a bit; go for the classic hour glass because she’s a bit thin. But I see other possibilities for her. This face is gorgeous.” He held up her chin and tilted her head side to side.

“Definitely.” Agreed Dave.

“I think we should do something really exotic with her though. Human furniture is selling well right now, I’m going to put an order in for a living beanbag, and see how that goes. We haven’t tried that one yet, it’s our newest product.” Dave raised an eyebrow at that, wondering what he meant exactly. “She’s going to need some preparatory surgery for that, so we’ll have her prepped. Should be ready tomorrow.” Ben motioned to the guards, one of whom stepped forward and took her by the arm, leading her out a side door.

“And now our lottery ticket. You picked a hell of a day to start working here Dave.” Said Ben, with just a touch of irony. Because he was training Dave, Ben would get 75% commission with Dave getting the other 25%. Dave gave a kind of nervous shrug but said nothing. “OK, with her we send out the feelers. She goes right to auction, while the last girl is going to be sold to a furniture retailer and the guy will get auctioned to entertainment companies. Her though.” He pointed at the frumpy young woman. “She goes on the universal auction. Anyone might want what we can do with her.” Dave didn’t understand. “I’ll tell you later, once the order gets made.” Said Ben as he punched a few keys on his compboard and then executed the order. “There! We should start getting bids soon. We’ll close the auction in two hours.” The other guard returned from the side door.

“Stay with her please. You, escort the man with us to bay 12 please.” Said Ben to the two guards. The guard ordered to stay behind took a seat by the door and pulled out a personal holo device to watch the news as he waited. The other guard took the man by the arm and easily guided him out another side door. “OK let’s go, you’re going to want to see this.”
 

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