Birth of a Business

Paul sat down at his desk to start the new week on a productive note. He got Molly off to work after an extremely enjoyable weekend, his work out and stretching were energizing & was feeling even more limber, his shower was refreshing & was still flying high, and now he was smartly dressed in his white blouse, & black pleated skirt as he sat about painting his face. The training aid was a constant reminder with every move, but he could focus enough to finish the task at hand.

Paul felt his look could do with a bit more color with some accessories, so he tossed on a couple of clip-on earrings, bracelets, rings, and a classy looking scarf. With his face, hair, and nails done well, he was ready to get to work and looked at his todo list. Top of the list was his entry to get the new recording done that Trainer Bill had requested done. He pulled up the old script he found and set up his microphone. He read through it to make sure he was comfortable with the word layout again and then took a good pull of his inhaler to get his voice ready.

As he let his breath out, he giggled as he felt a tingle go through his head and almost felt like he was floating which is just silly to think as he’s sitting at his desk. Regardless, he did a quick test recording to ensure the levels were good and the background was clear. Playing back the recording, he was still amazed at how different, foreign, and yet familiar he sounds.

Excited and encouraged by the sound of his voice, he tried to focus explicitly on how he would expect Molly to sound saying these phrases. He thought back to when she tried this and how uncomfortable & frustrated she was during it. He shook his head to get the negative thoughts out of his head & tried to picture how he wished she had sounded. How he would have preferred her to sound encouraged, happy, or even excited to do utter these words.

Putting his finger on the record button (making sure the faux nail was out of the way), closed his eyes, he took a deep breath, focused on picturing Molly kneeling in front of him, hit the record button, and opened his eyes to read the lines:

A good girl is kind and obedient. A good girl wants to please.
A good girl likes to be submissive.
A good girl wants to bring pleasure to their partner.
A good girl wants to do whatever she can to make her partner happy.
I want to be a good girl. I am a good girl.
A good girl wants their appearance to please their partner.
A good girl will dress however pleases their partner.
Looking sexy shows her partner how ready and accepting she is.
Dressing slutty for their partner shows others how much they love their partner.
A good girl can be a slut. A good girl wants to give pleasure.
A slut enjoys giving pleasure. A slut enjoys feeling pleasure.
A good slut makes sure she is eagerly available anywhere, anytime.
I want to be a good slut. I am a good slut.
The ultimate sign of pleasure is cum.
Cum is something ever good girl should want.
Cum is filled with pleasure and hormones and power.
A cum slut is a good girl who enjoys cum.
Consuming cum is the ultimate sign of pleasing your partner.
Cum is so precious it should never be lost or wasted.
A good cum slut consumes all her partner's cum.
I want to be a good cum slut. I am a good cum slut.

He played it back to hear how it sounded. He couldn’t get over how hot it was to hear a girl’s voice say it. Picturing Molly on her knees saying it was getting him hard just from hearing it. However, there were a few words it sounded like he flubbed the pronunciation in it and the tone seemed almost flat at the beginning. The idea of Molly saying it in a sultrier tone seemed even better, so he set up another recording and went through it again.

Paul went through recording it 7 more times before he felt like he had 3 good sessions he thought would have been how he wanted Molly to do it. It always frustrated him that she balked so hard at this; it seemed like such a hot thing for her to do and hearing it just seemed to justify his opinion of it.

Getting the recordings cleaned up, he backed it all up and then put the new sessions into his vocal training loop after Molly’s recordings and set them through his earbuds to study on repeat.

He was able to respond to a couple of e-mails before his Skype started ringing. Paul was excited to see it was Nico & Xane calling in. He quickly popped it front, “hey, guys!!”

They both took a minute with a questioning look before Nico finally saw it, “omg, hey, Paulie!! My god you look great!” Xane finally caught on, “ya, Paulie! You’re looking great! It sounds like the spray is working good for you too.”

You could almost make out a blush under Paul’s makeup. “um, thanks! You both have been invaluable in helping me with this!”

“OMG, that’s so great to hear, hun!” Nico practically cheered.

“Ya, really glad to help,” Xane brought up before getting right down to business. “Nico mentioned you had a cyborg like costume idea you were looking to someone to build?”

“Well, not exactly,” Paul responded trying to figure out how to bring up he had a plan for a wireless vibrator. “So, I have this wireless device that currently is housed in a pocket sized, plastic egg like shape, but it's kind of bulky and hard to integrate. I took it apart and made these pictures of the components and made some plans how we could re-orient it into a single plane and integrate into a costume piece.” Paul describes as he sent across the pictures of the deconstructed gadget before continuing on as Xane studied the diagram. “It lends itself to a triangular shape and seemed like it could fit into a groin or shorts piece. I included some wiring updates that we could use to repurpose a unit after we disassemble it. I also put in some examples how we could upgrade the energy storage and reactionary pieces.”

Looking at the components and labels, Xane quickly identified some of the pieces and tried to decipher the real purpose behind this. “I’m seeing several sensors along with oscillating motors and electrodes. The devices looks interesting but seems like it would need to have direct contact to the skin for proper feedback. Is that right?”

Paul is reminded of both the buzz and zaps the unit gives off, “ya, it, uh pretty much requires direct contact.”

“Hrmm, well, it would need to be form fitting, but that shouldn’t be too bad. I see you got the pieces laid out. Do you happen to have any shots in its original form?”

“Well, no shots...” Paul responded hesitantly. Did he really want to share the sex toy with these guys? What would they think of what he was planning? These guys make costumes and prosthetics; doubt they’ll judge about a basic device. F’ it.

“But...,” Paul slid the drawer open pulled the gadget off the charger and placed it on the desk in camera view. “This is what it looks like.”

Nico’s face got a big grin and Xane’s eyes were popping out of his head. “Is that actually a Gadget?!? That’s what these parts are from?”

“Umm... I didn’t realize that was its official name, but ya, it’s the Gadget.”

“And you got this to work in that layout?? That is impressive! Those things are meant to be top of the linen consumer tech: high quality motor, high-capacity batteries, cloud-ai integration, adaptive computing; those things are the bomb!”

Nico brightened up, “do you think if we could really pull this off, they’d let us repackage it & sell it?? We could sell those like hotcakes to the gurls!!”

“I don’t know, but it's worth a shot,” Xane replied enthusiastically. “We could probably put one together, but we’ll have to test it out and ensure its up to the same quality.”

Nico got a conspiratorial, “it would have to be someone who had used the original toy and made sure it worked as good as the original, but might be hard to come by someone like that; they’re pretty rare.”

“We could probably even spend time focusing on this, order a unit, and put together a prototype pants within a couple of weeks. If only we knew someone who had a pending order and was familiar with a Gadget that could properly evaluate it?” Xane said continuing the brainstorming.

As they both turned to face Paul with mischievous grins, Paul felt like a sheep brought to slaughter. “Uh, what ya talking about, fellas?”

“Oh, Paulie, please do be our guinea pig and try this out. This is a great idea you had and could be a huge for our company!!” Nico pleaded to their effeminate client.

“It really is an amazing idea, Paulie. We could even split the profits with you! You could get a cut of every one of these little goldmines!!” Xane continued to pitch.

“Ya, I’m not sure how much I want to be a test subject for a couple of bucks....”

“10% profits for each unit,” Xane suddenly switched to a serious but enthusiastic business tone.

“What?” Paul was surprised by this switch.

“We give you 10% of profits on each unit sold. Based on the price of the basic Gadget, our quality & skills, and our existing client list that would easily be thousands of dollars for you & do nothing more than test out the prototype.”

Paul was interested in the possibility of an idea. Suddenly this guy had a full-on business proposition and pushing forward. “I, uh, hadn’t really thought...”

“I know Xane can be intense sometimes; goodness knows I wouldn’t be in this business without his inspiration. But he’s got a good business and technical mind. Let him be your partner & take care of the business and manufacturing, and don’t worry your pretty little head about anything but just accepting money.”

Something in Paul’s brain grasped onto one of Nico’s phrases. “you wanna be my... partner?” He could place his finger on it, but something about the idea was making him uneasy & apprehensive.

“Well, your business partner. And we both would be; we’d love to see this succeed. With Nico’s artistry, your idea & insight, and my manufacturing we could make a bundle.”

Paul was still distracted by his enthusiasm and was surprised how pleased they were with his idea, “would that make you happy? To be my partner.” Just saying it really made him feel anxious & worried for some reason he couldn’t place.

Xane looked at his current business partner and smiled, “ya, it’d make us ecstatic. So you in for it?”

To hear him confirm how happy it would be suddenly made Paul’s worries wash away and become almost euphoric as a pressure wave seem to release as an ecstatic expression moved across his face, “yes.”

“Awesome! I’ll get some forms drawn up & sent over to you while we work on getting the materials together and setup the process.”

“Okay,” Paul responded almost absentmindedly enjoying watching how happy Xane seemed from all this.

“Great, we’ll talk soon!” Nico added excitedly at the idea of the new project seeing the pleased client that seemed to become so relaxed with them compared to when they first talked with her.

“K, bye,” Paul said as she saw them reaching to hang up. As the call disconnected, Paul felt satisfied that he had made a good call. Seeing the Gadget on the table, he figured he might as well go ahead and install it while he passed his day until he had his time with Trainer Bill.

Listening to his updated vocal training loop, Paul’s work flew by before it was time to start his training. Since Trainer Bill hadn’t reached out, Paul went over to get in his spot to wait. However, he didn’t have too wait very long as Bill connected only a few minute late.

“Hi, Paulie! Just had a few things pop up I had to address before I got over here.”

“No problem, Trainer Bill! I’m just glad we get our time together,” Paul replied with a chipper voice.

Bill was encouraged to hear his positive outlook, “good girl!” <BUZZ> “I was busy most of the morning & not able to look in on you, but have you had a chance to do your walking or training on your own?”

Paul was a little conflicted in that he was disappointed Trainer Bill wasn’t able to spend more time with him, but was also a little concerned that he would just observe him at any time. However, in his final analysis in his head he was just glad Trainer Bill was caring enough to put in extra time for him & he should really make an effort to reciprocate it, “no, Trainer Bill. I’m afraid I just did my stretching and morning exercises.”

“That’s alright. We have time now. Go ahead and do your paces & I’ll check on those.”

“Yes, Trainer Bill,” Paul jumped up enthusiastically to begin walking from the spare room to the kitchen and back.

As he started, Bill noticed the slouching was there a bit, “the new equipment won’t be here until tomorrow, but I’m still noticing a little slouch at the moment. Try putting your arms behind you and pull those shoulders back.”

“Yes, Trainer Bill,” Paul responded as he folded his arms behind his back.

Bill gave a few minor critiques, but he was still rather pleased with most of Paul’s progress. “Good job, Paulie. Now add in your vocal training.” Bill instructed as he moved on to work on some business forms while Paul continued his efforts.

“Yes, Trainer Bill,” Paul said without missing a step and picked up where the vocal loop was at, “A good girl will dress however pleases their partner. Looking sexy shows her partner how ready and accepting she is.”

Focusing on the most recent employee evaluations, Bill was still impressed with how much the spray really did make him sound like most of his other girls. Thinking about how he enjoyed having them in the dungeon and extra activities, he had to adjust his shorts a bit as he continued focusing on the forms trying to remove some of those other thoughts from his mind. However, Bill finally focused for a moment on *what* Paul was saying and realized this was not something he was practicing before.

“A good slut makes sure she is eagerly available anywhere, anytime. I want to be a good slut. I am a good slut,” Paul continued repeating the words running through his ears.

Bill was almost unnerved by this, but was trying to figure out what Paul was after, “um, Paulie, is that something new?”

“Oh, yes, Trainer Bill!” Paul was glad to see Trainer Bill was noticing his new track and continued on while keeping up his pace. “You said I should get other phrases to practice and I found an old script to use. Do you like it?”

“Well, its not bad.” Bill couldn’t recall Molly ever mentioning this one or these phrases. “Did Molly record this for you?”

“Oh, no! It was from early on before we met you and she had balked at recording it; she wasn’t real comfortable with it.” Paul asked apprehensively.

“Who recorded it for you?”

“I did, Trainer Bill,” Paul replied proudly, “with my new spray this morning!”

“And you like it, Paulie?”

“I think it sounds hot! It sounds really sexy to hear a female’s voice say it.”

Bill couldn’t deny it was sexy hearing a girl say it, but was surprised Paul was comfortable saying it. “Alright, we’ll don’t let me interrupt your lesson then. Carry on.”

“Yes, Trainer Bill,” Paul continued with extra excitement in his voice, “A good girl wants to bring pleasure to their partner. A good girl wants to do whatever she can to make her partner happy.”

Bill shook his head at his choice but couldn’t deny it sounded kinda hot as he focused back at his paperwork. However, a few minutes he was distracted from his tedium when he heard a crack in Paul’s voice. Stopping to focus on Paul’s audio, he could hear a slight drop in the pitch, that seemed to be accelerating. Within a few sentences, Paul’s normal voice had returned to his normal voice.

“Consuming cum is the ultimate sign of pleasing your partner. Cum is so precious it should never be lost or wasted,” Paul continued on listening to his recorded voice & failed to focus on the change to his current pitch.

“Uh, Paul?” Bill interjected.

“Yes, Trainer Bill?” Paul responded before hearing the difference in his voice and stopped in his tracks as he brought his hand up to his mouth. “Oh, I’m sorry, Trainer Bill! I didn’t think about how long it had been sense this morning.”

“Ya, guess that time is up.” Bill responded surprised at how much he was regretting hearing Paul continue on in his male voice considering what he sounded like earlier.

Sensing the disappointment in his voice, Paul offered, “Let me go get the spray and I can continue on.”

While Bill would prefer it, he knew it was a bad idea, “and it wouldn’t wear off until after Molly was home. You can’t put her in that position.”

“Yes, Trainer Bill,” Paul mumbled almost embarrassed by his voice now.

“You’ve done a lot today. Sounds like making good progress. The new equipment should be here tomorrow, so why don’t we call it a day and we can pick it up tomorrow.”

“Yes, Trainer Bill,” Paul replied almost feeling dejected as he returned back to his spot to say goodbye.

Bill had hoped to just cut off the call, but realized that Paul’s bruised ego needed a comforting closure so let him get back to his spot. “Good job today, Paulie. Making lots of progress. We’ll keeping moving forward tomorrow. Bye, Paulie!”

Paul swallowed and tried to do in a mimicking voice, “Goodbye, Trainer Bill,” but came out in squeaky falsetto. Cringing at it, he mouthed the word, ‘Sorry’ to Trainer Bill.

Bill smiled and nodded at the effort before turning off the session and shaking his head.

Disappointed with the vocal mistake, Paul got up and finished his work before tossing a frozen dinner in the oven for them tonight & cleaned up his things.