@Xsierrafox may have been here

On top of the standard emotional labor that comes with sex work, as a fat sex worker I’m often put in a position to help clients sort through their fatphobia as it relates to my own body.

In November of last year, I finally got back to work. But slipping back into sex work was far more difficult than I’d expected.

Vanilla sex has always turned me off. I look for something deeper. That's why I reinvented myself as fetish practitioner. You can have sex and feel absolutely nothing. That's so heteronormative for it to be 'put penis in vagina and cum'. For me, sex is erotica.

I still remember I was so pumped in my first booking that the client had to tell me to calm down haha. It felt so easy and natural for me so I kept doing it. But it wasn’t until after several months into it that I fully comprehended the value of what I provide.

Someone held me up at gunpoint last night. I’ll never forget the smell of his cologne or the brick butterflies banging around in my belly swiftly moving my partially digested spam Masubi to my colon.