Shift-Work: A Job's A Job

Another Shift-Work/Shifters caption. I like these, I don't do them often but they're fun and easy to write, plus they're rather light in terms of drama. I have enough of that to deal with right now, so this was refreshing.

Monday's upload will likely be a early GENIE'D! Interlude. I'm going out of town this weekend and won't have access to a computer. I really wish I wasn't going, but oh well. If I'm back with enough time on Sunday I might be able to crank out a caption to keep the schedule on track.

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'Oh great, not only is he clingy, but his breath fuckin' stinks!' Chantal, mentally groaned as her 'boyfriend' slid his arms around her thick midsection and snuggled in close. The man's snores were deafening and every exhale, especially at this close range, made her eyes water. This was the LAST time that she would take a job off of Shift-List without vetting it. It didn't even pay that great but she was STUCK like this for the rest of the week...Unless she wanted to break contract, which...naw!

Normally, Chantal was Chuck, your average pushing six foot white guy that, you know, did normal things. He worked remote during the day, mainly just babysitting a bunch of data servers from his phone, which gave him plenty of time to make use of what he considered his 'real' job. Chuck had a special medical condition, one that he largely kept secret from everyone else; Genetic Poly-Morphic Syndrome, aka the ability to change his entire body and even gender into any biological form that he wanted! Growing up he had been sequestered away and home-schooled due to his body's rapidly changing form, some mornings he'd wake up a giant, other times super small, sometimes looking like a Picasso painting...But as he grew older, Chuck learned how to focus his 'superpower' into giving himself any kind of body he wanted. Which as a teenager, meant he spent a LOT of time as top heavy walking wet dreams, so much so that being a woman actually had stopped feeling like an adventure, and was now just sort of...normal. And as an adult, well, Chuck realized that he could get MAD paid if he went out with men as their dream date. And that had led him into the world of being a 'Shifter'...and discovering he was not hte only person out there with Genetic Poly-Morphic Syndrome! The small but slowly growing community of Shifters had been great support! Some ran OnlyFans, some did camgirl streaming...But the biggest paychecks were easily focused on sex work. Chuck, having spent enough time as a woman, wasn't turned off by the idea, and with 'Shift-List, which was more or less an algorithm that sifted through Criagslist and other Internet commission jobs, Chuck was rolling in the dough! And what wasn't to love about changing into some buxom blonde supermodel and spending a week on a yacht for a cool hundred grand? Or slipping into a spicy Latina for those hot Havana nights? Chuck had even on one occasion, been asked to double as a famous actress for an interview!

'But there's always flounders like this moron...' Chantal rolled her eyes as she stared at the stinking mouth that was barely an inch away from her nose. This loser, Reggie, had wanted a nice thick Black girl to show off to his family for a week while they were in town. He was paying in the always preferred cash, and offering ten grand for seven days. Normally Chuck wouldn't have considered the low-ball offer, but it WAS right in town...So Chuck took the job. And now Chantal was paying for it! Reggie was AWFUL in bed, despite the myth that Black men were masters in said bed, and again, he was so clingy!  The sex was horrible, his jokes were bad, his breath was bad...And his family was annoying as hell! NAnd the constant 'when you guys getting married and giving us grandkids' talk from Reggie's mom and grandma was just...absolutely not (Even if Chuck had given her those organs!)! But it was only a week and Chantal could go home for a bit. She just had to tough it out and get through the next seven days!

"A job is a job...I guess..." She muttered silently and tried to get some sleep. She'd need the rest, it was exhausting pretending to be head of ver heels in love with this idiot!