How about a dystopian future where all of the grunt work is performed by an army of enslaved people woken up after being cryo frozen at some indeterminate time in the past. The futuristic society can heal their ailments but given that they have no rights nor skills after waking up, they are forced to clean floors with toothbrushes and pick weeds by hand.
Quite close to the opening plot of "We Are Legion (We Are Bob)":
Bob Johansson has just sold his software company and is looking forward to a life of leisure. There are places to go, books to read, and movies to watch. So it's a little unfair when he gets himself killed crossing the street.
Bob wakes up a century later to find that corpsicles have been declared to be without rights, and he is now the property of the state. He has been uploaded into computer hardware and is slated to be the controlling AI in an interstellar probe looking for habitable planets. The stakes are high: no less than the first claim to entire worlds. If he declines the honor, he'll be switched off, and they'll try again with someone else. If he accepts, he becomes a prime target. There are at least three other countries trying to get their own probes launched first, and they play dirty.
The safest place for Bob is in space, heading away from Earth at top speed. Or so he thinks. Because the universe is full of nasties, and trespassers make them mad - very mad.
One very short story in this vein is titled Lena [0] which is based on a Playboy centerfold picture used by the earliest imaging researchers [1]. There is an effort to stop using that picture [2][3].
