The funeral parlor was a large operation. They processed dozens of bodies every week for final resting places. Some were cremated and didn't need the heavy duty cosmetic work to make them look presentable. Sometimes the dirty and hard work had certain benefits when pretty young female corpses were stretched out on top of the metal tables like slabs of meat ready for a night worker with a yen for the ultimate submissiveness possible.
If you're familiar with any of my other works, you know you can count on hot sex (wear oven mitts!) wrapped in a funny yarn. Hell, you men out there, even the romantic parts (ugh!) have humor in them. Promise! Yeah, it's Sci-Fi, but there are no space battles; just a character-driven story with lovable characters. It's long, so bring your best attention span!
And, if you find yourself rooting for that slimy, dumb-as-shit pervert Peeping Tom, Bertram Balliwick, well, shame on you! Enjoy.
A starship captain renders aid to a stranded traveler, he gets kidnapped and taken to a planet where he is subjected to intense pleasure. He quickly realizes that he'"and countless other men across the galaxy'"are being subjugated to provide their seed... as virile fuel for an evermore energy-hungry society.
How convenient to have a Housebot around. She does the laundry, fixes meals, washes dishes, and if you pay for the upgrade, even takes care of your sexual needs. But...
In a worldwide calamity, all the women die and the girls become profoundly retarded. They still respond sexually, however, and it is one of the few joys they have in life. Men find they can deal.