Working as a Phone Sex Operator for Monster Girls- Intro

Truth be told, I’m not sure how it got to be this way. I could have applied to be a grocery store shelf stocker, or someone who works the night shift at a gas station. Heck, I could have done a LOT more jobs than this one. Yet here I am, an employee of Dial-a-Dick Hotline: The premium phone sex services for lonely girls to have hot phone sex with random guys. This sort of business model would have tanked pretty hard if monster girls weren’t a thing, but for the past 3 years they have and so society has been accommodating them gradually.

My name is Richard Peterson, I’m in my second year of college and I pay for it by pretending to have hot sex with monster girls who can’t really get any in real life. It pays pretty well, but I’d be lying if I didn’t have times where I wish I worked a more normal job. Then again, it gives me some pretty interesting stories to tell. But first, here’s how I got this job in the first place.

About a week into my second year, I realized that my parents’ supplemental income wasn’t exactly going to cover all of my living expenses. Thus, I had to get a job or else I would be in serious trouble. I applied to all the immediate places around my area; chinese restaurants, pizza places, banks, grocery stores… but none of them were hiring. I started to get more desperate, I applied to places I knew weren’t hiring or places I was under qualified for just on the off-chance they would take pity on me and take me in. Things weren’t looking good, but one day I just casually mentioned to my roommate, Peter Richardson, (yes, the sole reason we roomed together was because our names were opposites) that I was looking for work and he told me that he knew a place that was hiring but ‘it wasn’t a traditional kind of job.’ I honestly was too desperate to care.

When my roommate and I walked up to the building, I was immediately suspicious. There was no logo on the front, just a little plaque on the front that said “Schmugg telecommunications services.” For a minute I was afraid he was going to make me a telemarketer. The reality, however, was much worse. Upon entering the building, I was greeted by a mantis girl idly mopping the floor. She looked over at me and started to stare. I tried to hide the fact that I noticed, but she just didn’t stop staring. Thankfully, we passed the lobby and went into what I could only assume to be the executive office.


Sitting behind the desk was a wight, who looked to be in her early forties. She had pale skin and a purple suit on, with two ghostly arms extending from her own solving a rubik’s cube. She looked up and gave us a soft smile, almost smug in nature. I have to admit, she was curvy in all the right places and aged like fine wine.

“Why hello Peter, who’s the friend?” She leans forward and rests her head on her ghostly hand.

“Miss. Schmugg, this is Richard. Richard, this is Miss. Schmugg, my uh… boss.”

“Please, call me Angela.” She held out her hand for me to shake, and I did so. Her hands were cold, but it was more of a pleasant coolness. Still, I wasn’t used to feeling human hands that actually felt dead.

“H-hey Angela, uhhh, I know this might sound a little weird but I’m actually in a position where I really need some cash and was wondering if-”

“Say no more, my boy. I know what you’re after and I’m prepared to hire you on the spot… if you do one thing for me.” Her grin grew ever smugger.

Peter rolled his eyes, as if he knew what she was talking about. “Shall I leave the room then, Angela?”

“It’s Miss Schmugg to you.” She said, lowering her glasses from the bridge of her nose a bit.

“Whatever.” And he left the room.

“He’s such an interesting character isn’t he?” She said with a chuckle. “Now then, I suppose you’re curious to know what I want you to do.”

Immediately, a bunch of sexual fantasies flooded my mind. Goddamn I was so perverted.

“Yeah, I guess I am kinda curious. Is it a test or something?”

“Something like that…” She uncrossed her legs from under her desk.

To be continued…

 

“Alright…” I started to break out into a sweat, the part of my mind that wanted this to be a sexual favor was getting really hopeful. “I’ll do anything, I honestly really need this job.” Holy shit I was sounding like a cliche bimbo talking to the perverted fat cat boss. What the hell was wrong with me.

“Anything hmmmm?” She asked, leaning back in  her chair with her arms behind her head and legs stretched underneath the desk. “Come hither, then.”

I cautiously walked up to her, she beckoned me to lean down so she could whisper something in my ear. I got on one knee and leaned my head in until her lips were practically touching my ear.

“…How good are you with your tongue, boy?”

My heart rate skyrocketed. “C-come again?”

“Your tongue, can you use it?” She whispers seductively.

Oh my god, I can’t believe this is happening. “I mean I uhhh… I guess?”

“That’s not good enough for me, boy. I want a man who can use his tongue in ways I can only fantasize about. Can you do that for me?”

I had no idea what to say, so I just choked out, “Y-yes ma’am!”

“There we go, now, I hope you wore something special for me. I like a man who wears tight latex and tank tops that show off his muscles.” She pushes me into a chair that was next to her desk, and quickly wraps a blindfold around me. “Tell me, what are you wearing for me tonight?”

“I…” I was about to just stammer out what I was actually wearing, but then it occurred to me that she was actually doing a ‘hands on’ mock call with me, putting me in a situation where I couldn’t see the person on the other end, and I had to assume she couldn’t see me either. I had to put on a show for her, by using my imagination.

“I am, uh… wearing some black spandex shorts that show every detail of my chiseled glutes, as well as a white form-fitting tank top that has a tear in the middle to show off my muscles…” God I felt so awkward saying that, that was just me talking out of my ass.

“Oooh, I like it. And do you want to guess what I’m wearing?” She places her hands on my shoulders from behind and feels up my muscles. For a test she was getting pretty physical.

“Hmmm…” I assumed she wanted me to come up with an outfit for her, just in case I got a more involved customer that wanted to make it fun for me too. “Is that a pair of cutoffs with a tube top and no bra?”

“How did you guess?” She places her breasts on the back of my chest, and I notice the suit she had on earlier was no longer covering them. Wait, did… did she actually plan to do something with me here? My heart rate quickened once again.

“W-well, anyone can clearly see your nipples poking out through your shirt, so naughty and obscene.”

“Do you think I need to be punished?”

“So hard.”

“You know what else is so hard? This…” She grabs my dick, which was actually getting stiff from this erotic exchange. I mean, how could it not?

“Y-yeah, all for you baby.”

“I like the way you think, remember when I asked you if you were good with your tongue?” She purrs into my ear.

“Y-yes ma’am, I do!”

“Stick your tongue out for me baby, don’t you dare take that blindfold off.”

With bated breath I did as she said, sticking my tongue out. I felt her hand grab the back of my head. This was really happening, I knew this wasn’t a dream. It was all so sensual and real, my initiation test for this job was actually going to be giving cunnilingus to my hot boss. Why did I not talk to my roommate sooner?

Suddenly, I feel something bitter touch my tongue, and get dragged across it.

“Ehh?” I wanted to remove the blindfold to see what was going on but she had her hand firmly on my head.

I wasn’t waiting in the dark for long, because she removed the blindfold and revealed that she had me lick an envelope for her. “Thanks sweetie, I hate licking envelopes. Anyway, congratulations, you got the job! You need to work on your confidence a bit but I like your spirit.” She giggled and pat my head.

“Oh, wait what?”

“You got the job, I was just messing with you, sorry if I got your hopes too high, but I love to tease my employees. Hey, if you do really good and get employee of the month, we’ll finish what we started~”

“I wiped the sweat that had accumulated on my forehead and regulated my breathing. “You’re not pulling my leg again are you?”

“Why don’t you get employee of the month and find out?” She winks at me, then opens her laptop and starts typing in some things, asking me for information on occasion. Once she had my profile, she asked me when I could start.

“Uhh, tomorrow at 9pm, does that work?” That should give me ample time to do my homework and masturbate so my boss didn’t drive me too crazy.

“That works great, I’ll see you then.” She stands up and walks me out with her gentle hands on my shoulders. “By the way, you really do have nice muscles.” She says as she feels them up.

“Thanks, I guess…”

Once I head out and walk home with my friend, we ask each other questions.

“So Richard, did she ruse you too hard?”

“It was quite a ruse, I tell you. Did you get rused?”

“I was skeptical, but I admit she got my hopes up too.”

“So are a lot of the calls actually going to be like…that?”

“Judging from what I heard, no. Most of your calls are going to be monsters that want you to be their slave and stuff. It’s usually not that bad, but at the end of the day, remember they’re on the other side of a line and nowhere near you.”

“Yeah, I’m not worried about that. I just wonder if I should read a bunch of shitty monster girl fan fiction.”

“That might be a good place to start, but I personally like to read more professional novels written by monster girls. However, that route does cost more unless you have a friend with a book collection.”

“Noted, and by the way, who’s the mantis I saw in the lobby?”

“That’s just Giisha the janitor. She can be a little creepy with her staring but I’ve fount her to be harmless. Don’t worry about her too much.”

“Alright. I’ll see you at work tomorrow?”

“Well, you’ll also see me at the apartment tonight.”

“You know what I mean.”

With that, we rode home on our bikes, then called it a night.

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