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True to the OnlyFans stereotype, most of the chats were overtly sexual. I had to wade into several prosaic fantasies about babysitters and office blowjobs, some of which included laughably florid professions of love for me. I couldn’t help but ponder how disappointed these men would be if they could somehow see me sitting in my home office, sipping hibiscus tea as I typed out commands for them to manipulate their genitalia or deposit their semen on certain parts of my body. The most surreal moment came as I noticed the faint sounds of my daughter and her puppy watching Bluey together down the hall, right as a subscriber was waxing poetic about how much he wanted to eat a macaron from between my ass cheeks; the juxtaposition made me question the entire course of my life.

Justas@sh.itjust.works on 13 Jun 19:50 collapse

That’s what you get for liking hibiscus.

FunderPants@lemmy.ca on 12 Jun 21:38 next collapse

Having read the story, this is just the newest iteration of the 90s 800 sex line jobs. We invent some new kind of communication and it immediately is used to seperates horny people from their money.

otp@sh.itjust.works on 12 Jun 22:11 next collapse

That was a damn good read. Fascinating.

JCreazy@midwest.social on 12 Jun 22:46 next collapse

That’s like climbing down into the sewer and complaining there’s shit.

therealjcdenton@lemmy.zip on 13 Jun 09:31 next collapse

Kyoyeou@slrpnk.net on 13 Jun 10:43 collapse

Well this was a read of it’s kind

ObviouslyNotBanana@lemmy.world on 13 Jun 15:05 collapse

It was certainly an article of it’s sort