Seductive Talk

Wondering if he should go grab the book off the floor he stood up, but the same voice in his rang out, 'Let's be honest, you know how the bike works, why on Earth would you need to read it again? Women love men who were descisive and did not rely on reading manauls. A true mans-man.'

Agreeing with his inner monologue he instead decided that he would go instead to the Mall.

Getting dressed quickly he head to his car to drive him to the mall. in truth he was uncertain why he so wanted to go, he just knew that he did want to go there? Climbing into the car he started up, and started messing with his phone to tune into his favourite Pick-Up Artist Podcast. That is what he intended but instead he switched to another show Podcast called Liberated Women. He had never even heard of this, but something in his mind told him he had to tune in. 'These are kind of women you who claim you don't understand them constantly. Maybe if you listen to this podcast you will understand them better?'

That was definitely a compelling argument on the side of his subconscious, shrugging he started up the car and began to listen. After all the sponsorships and adverts the presenter spoke.

"This is Millie Williams welcome to Liberated Women, where we discuss Politics, Feminism, Queer Rights and anything inbetween. Last week I promised a big surprise for those who tuned in next week. My friend Leanne Jacobs is a Sex Worker. I asked her to come in to discuss some of the common misconceptions under her job as well as giving us the true scoop."

David loudly groaned, this was going to be agonizing he just knew. But that same voice spoke, 'Don't be so sure, perhaps you could learn some stuff here. Sure it's little cringe, but has listen to that Pick-Up Artist got you anything? No it hasn't not all. What harm is a new perspective?'.

Sighing loudly, David continued to listen.

"Firstly, Leanne, welcome to Liberated Women and thank you so much for coming in."

"Thank you, Millie, so best get introductions out of the way. I am Leanne I often go under nom-de-plume of Cheryl Peppermint I have both an OnlyFans and work on a Webcam site, as well as occasional escort." rolling his eyes David sighed, okay, this may not be terrible, after all she was a sex worker.

"That is quite an extensive resume Leanne, may I ask, why the name Peppermint?"

The sex worker laughed, "Oh I couldn't?"

The Podcaster also laughed lightly, "Oh darling, remember this an adult Podcast so don't worry nothing you say will get us into trouble."

"Very well... so the first name came about because I wanted to keep my personal and work life separate. It's the name of my favourite Aunt. Peppermint came from an ex, he often told me how like peppermint he could taste me afterwards."

This time the host gave a more boisterous laugh, "Girl, looks like we're jumping in deep end with this. Best get those glasses of water or wine gals looks like this one will be a hot one. We will continue our questions after these ads."

Normally, David would have arrived by now, but traffic was hell. Waiting for the ads to finish he sighed.

Finally, the last ad wrapped up and show resumed.

"So, Leanne we got lots of questions for you today. How about you tell us why you started sex work?" David interrupted in his head, Because she's a whore obviously.

"Well Millie, that is a good question to start. I guess for me it is all about how happy it makes me feel. And I am mainly in control so there is less danger. That is not to say sex work inherently dangerous, that is a common misconception. No it's more there are risks, but there are risks in any career. Neither is it because I am lonely, I am happily married with two daughters to my wife Gabby, but unlike other careers where I am required to answer to some faceless CEO or Board. In my career I can do things when I want and earn when I want. I started because I like taking pictures of myself and sharing with others. There was no insidious motivations forcing me into this life. I chose it."

David scoffed as he listened, although as soon as he had his subconscious kicked in again, 'Remind me when was the last time you felt so fufilled and happy? You could hardly motivate yourself in getting the Bike or to get a proper girlfriend. Is her life really that worthy of mocking? Have you considered you may just be jealous?'. On the otherhand, yeah if he looked like that and was a girl he would definitely do the same. Maybe he was jealous.

He found himself imagining if he could be in that situation, there was something deeply enticing about this. he hated working in the Office to get pleasure from a career. To be in complete control yet also submissive it called to him. It felt like the perfect dream, in many ways maybe he would be happier as a women. Would that be so wrong?

His thoughts were interrupted by someone beeping indicating jam was over. Starting up car again he finally arrived switching off the podcast. But favouriting it before he did so. Now he remembered why he needed to go to Mall. He was going to get his nails done. His subconscious interjected, 'You seen it yourself, women love Gothy men. Men who are so certain in their sexuality they dress slightly feminine. No hurry on that though, for now nails is good start.'

Climbing out of the car, he head into the mall unaware of fully just how much his mind was being rewritten.