i don't know what is more unhinged, the fact that men call me at 8am to have earnest conversations about their journey to becoming cocksuckers, or the fact that i can say all the right things on autopilot even though i'm barely awake because it's such a frequent occurrence

Chat guy: please can I have a picture...
Me: *ugh I'm not going to change out of my pajamas and put on makeup so it better be a pic I already have*
Chat guy: ...of your dirty socks because I'm not worthy of seeing your body
Me:

Not my chat client insisting that he wants to see a ~natural~ pic of me in everyday clothes when my wardrobe consists only of fetishwear and pajamas

Tbh I love the whole niteflirt experience from the 90s aesthetic to the clunky website to the elevator music to the way the recorded operator sounds a little bit sluttier when she says "please hold while we ask your customer if they want to pay your rate 😉"

me: so, what are you interested in exploring tonight?
customer: sensory deprivation!!
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customer: omg that was so hot, thank you!

half of my customers introduce themselves like "hi my name is sean and i want to be sacrificed to the dark lord in this very specific way, here is the exact script we'll be using tonight"

and the other half refuse to say what they are into at all

Sometimes I worry about my appearance changing but then I post a picture on main and all my clients are in the replies like "love the new haircut!" when that is one of the only things that is still the same. Stay unobservant 😌

Hate to see my customer's balance sharply declining while we're messaging, indicating that someone else is doing a much better job draining him 💀

hello! i hope that i can find my friends from anon twitter on here. i think i'll start by mirroring my posts between both platforms & see if i can slowly move everything to here before i get banned from the other place