As per my previous mornings recently, I stirred and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, that delicious feeling of my silk night ware stretching over my taught nipples and my morning wood throbbing in its lace enclosure. The urge to touch myself was palpable, it seemed no matter how hard I came the night before, by morning my cock was fully charged and my balls felt ready to burst.
Reaching down I ran my hands over my chest, my stiff nipples jutting out causing a sharp intake of breath as their sensitivity seemed heightened. A little twist and a rub eliciting a moan before my hands continued down to my tenting panties. I was already dripping through the material, the heat emanating from my rod as my hand wrapped round it separated only by the thin material of my underwear.
My second hand slipped beneath the elastic and down to cup my smooth and very tender balls, they felt so full again and my mind immediately replayed the previous night’s events. A smile came over me at the thought of how much I came, and by the feel of it, how much I would again very soon, the smell and taste of it still strong in my memory. I shifted the duvet and prized my damp nickers from my cock, gripping it firmly and squeezing upwards a bead of precum pooled at the top which I scooped off and brought to my lips.
Just like many times before, its taste made my tongue tingle, since I’d been watching what I ate and taking the supplements I found it almost irresistible, but there was never enough. I looked down at my smooth body clad in silky night clothes and recalled how I had also managed to suck myself the night before. with little resolve to resist I scooted down the bed and rolled my legs over my shoulders. Not quite as limber as last night, but with added enthusiasm and a lack of patients I had the tip of my tongue on the end of my cock.
A few moments later and my lips were able to join in and I eagerly sucked and lapped as my precum flowed, I reached up to cup my balls before going further and sliding a finger around my hole. It felt so damn good, so amazing to stimulate my body like this, but I wanted more. I uncoiled myself and reached over to my nightstand grabbing my favourite little metal plug. As I picked it up I could see my phone, the status light blinking signifying notifications and messages. I groaned out of frustration, I knew that as much as getting myself off would be the best way to start the day, I also needed to make the most of every opportunity which meant monetising my orgasms.
Damnit, I just wanted to bust a nut, but I knew I was right to stop the inevitable. The plug still in my hand, I reasoned I might as well have some fun in the meantime, and with a little lube it popped in with no resistance and a delightful reward of that cool weighted feeling nestling against my prostate.
Picking up my phone, the notifications were numerous. Across all the platforms I had posted there were loads of personal messages, receipts for people signing up and downloads. It had been another successful evening, and my fans were asking for more. I did have the extra footage I shot last night, but it would need editing and the photos sorting before being uploaded.
As difficult as it was to ignore my aroused state, I knew that I needed to get this next batch of content up and then I could shoot another one. Today would be an indoor day, edit yesterday’s footage, wait in for my super important delivery, and with the idea of a steamy shower scene still in my mind, either an extra live stream or another recording.
My stubborn erection made moving about the apartment awkward, and the plug in my ass did nothing to help the situation, but I just couldn’t bring myself to take it out, having something in there just felt too good. Besides, as I sat at my desk with a light breakfast and opening up the recordings and still images, my hard cock would be going nowhere.
Last night’s show really had been intense, as I watched the footage flashbacks caused me to clench my legs and push back against the plug. It was a strange duality to view myself on screen, as if my cam girl persona was separate from myself, yet I could relive the sensations and my body responded as one.
An hour later and I had cut up the clips, editeded the best photos and set them all to upload to their various platforms, social media accounts updated, messages responded to and the whole time my dick had never softened. The front of my panties was a sticky wet mess and I had well and truly deserved some relief.
I moved some equipment into the bathroom, extra lights etc and set the camera up. Close enough to get the detail but far enough that it wouldn’t get wet. Buy now the thought of giving in to my desires and finally getting myself off was causing my hands to shake with excitement.
I briefly considered broadcasting live, but I was already on a hair trigger and knew I would not be able to tease out many tokens, this was a straight to video special. I placed all my toys on the shelf in the shower, I turned on the water and let it come up to temperature, I shot a little introduction on my camera so I could put a teaser out and then added it to the setup to catch a different angle.
The moment I stepped under the cascading stream of hot water my hands shot to my cock and chest, I felt desperate to satisfy myself. Within minutes I had replaced the little metal plug with a larger one, and it slid in effortlessly. The sensations of being filled a little more and the way it pushed on my insides elicited an uncontrollable moan. Without the feedback of the chat, or the visual stimulation of my own image on screen it felt so much more intimate. I could chase what my body craved, only the bright lights of the filming cameras as a reminder I wasn’t really alone.
I skipped the middle sized plug and went straight for the biggest, it was a little slower to glide in but offered very little resistance and no pain at all. The swell of pleasure as it probed my prostate once again raising my desire to thrust it in and out. The hardness of my cock was unrelenting, while my attention had been on my nipples and ass it had only served to grow stiffer and if it wasn’t for the water would have had a long string of precum flowing from the tip.
The position was not the easiest to piston the plug in and out, and I wished there was a way I could attach it to the shower wall. I resolved to pull it out with my hand and then push back against the tiles, eventually finding a rhythm where I could push it out as I moved away and then shove back, occasionally my over exuberance would drive it over the indent and it would pop all the way in but a frantic hand would rapidly remove it and I would repeat the motion getting faster and more insistent.
I could feel the pressure building, I hadn’t been paying much attention to my dick, and I didn’t need to, I could sense I was not far from reaching the peak. I looked to the cameras and realised my usual cue of my image on screen was not there to push me over the edge, so many times what I saw on screen, the vision of a super horny girl with a dick would tip me over and right now it was lacking. I lined the plug up with it almost all the way out, the end of it against the wall and with both hands pinching and twisting my nipples I pushed back hard.
The plug fired directly against my prostate and the sparks flying from my engorged and overly sensitive nipples brought that sudden burst of pleasure to the surface, I dropped my right hand and wrapped it round my cock and a single slide to the base brought my orgasm crashing out.
My eyes clenched as I mashed the plug against the tiles, my ass cheeks spreading against the cold surface, my left hand pinching hard and my motionless right hand gripped tight around my dick as it spasmed over and over again. I’d be holding my breath and as I realised I gasped and groaned out loud, my legs felt weak, and the tremors of climax ripped through me. I looked down to see a huge glob of cum circle the drain plug before being sucked down.
I lamented the waste, there was a smaller amount still hanging from the end of my prick and I eagerly collected to and brought it to my tongue. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to give me that delicious taste I craved each time I came. Finally my breathlessness coming back under control, I could stand upright and feel the big plug shift. My softening cock jumped at the movement and I giggled at the jolt of pleasure which radiated through me.
Remembering I was still shooting the video, I soaped myself up and cleaned myself as I would any other day. Although perhaps not with this big butt plug inside like I had at the moment. By the time I had washed the soap out I had come down from my orgasmic high and I was a little disappointed. It had been a great climax, but I was used to amazing, I felt relieved but not fully satisfied.
Out of the shower and my usual routine took over. The skincare products, hair blow-drying and styling, light foundation and makeup, lip plumpers, eyebrow tidying, lash curlers. They all seems so automatic, and I smiled at the results, it wasn’t over the top, but it smoothed out the imperfections and gave me the confidence to present myself to whoever without having to worry about them thinking I could be a guy. Besides as a reached for the waist trainer, a bra and pantie set with the small inserts and a figure hugging but comfortable outfit, I don’t think anyone would be mistaking me.
There was however something missing and it stemmed from a quiet hum, a slight itch inside me, something that had become increasingly noticeable over the last few days, and always more apparent when I removed a toy. I missed having something in my ass, given how adept I’d become at taking the larger ones, I really noticed it when there was nothing. If was going to stay in all day, there would be no harm in giving in to a little temptation and my favourite bejewelled plug popped in with minimal fuss.
I moved all the equipment back to its usual bedside position and transferred all the files. Pre-empting what effect viewing them would have on me I attached the chastity cage over my now soft and small penis and added plenty of tissue to absorb my leaking. I didn’t want the situation to get out of hand again, while my horniness might want me to do three shows a day I needed to make sure I could perform.
Watching the footage back confirmed I had made the correct decision to lock myself away, the scene was indeed hot and steamy. It looked every bit as good as I had hoped, although you could see the frustration on my face at having to pull out the plug and then use the wall to thrust it back in, it took a good 10minutes for me to find a rhythm and it was obvious from the expression on my face and the noises I was making when I had. The other thing I noticed was how prominent my nipples were, they looked incredible, standing so hard and stiff the whole time.
I could feel them still pushing out against the lace fabric of my bra, I’d used the small inserts as they fitted better with this outfit and I was glad of the extra space they gave so I could feel just how sensitive they had become. My mind wandered to the suction cup instructions and how repeated use would enhance them, and a few moments later they were attached and pumped up to a high but not overly hard level.
Resuming my editing of the final scenes, it really turned into me thrashing against the wall, up until my hand grasped my dick and it immediately began to throb and spew huge load after load out and down the plughole. What I’d seen in the shower was only the last jet and it was not even the largest. I once again rued the missed opportunity to taste my cum, but I knew I could make up for that later.
I cropped down the last clip, saved out the best stills, added captions, and set them all to auto upload at a later date and time. I had already posted some content this morning, so I needed to spread it out to maximise anything new.
With my ‘work’ done I had some time to relax and as I was at the computer I decided to fire up my favourite game and kick back for a while. After a short while I ended up in my usual multiplayer arena and joined in with a squad that looked to be about my level. It took an embarrassingly short time before they asked if I was a girl, and even less time before they started hitting on me.
I did my best to deflect them but they were all very insistent. It wasn’t the most pleasant experience but as I closed the team chat window down one of them said that if I looked as good as I sounded, I should start streaming as I was a decent enough player and gamer girls always get loads of fans.
It hadn’t been an avenue I had considered, but of course it was just like any other platform. Maybe even better as I wouldn’t have to perform sex acts for cash I laughed to myself. I did already have a Twitch profile, so I just reset all the options to match my appearance, added some pictures that were not in any way explicit and joined in a game.
For the next couple of hours it was a lot of fun, sure most of the guys tried to hit on me but their attempts were laughable, and it made me killing them in the game all the more fun. Occasionally during gameplay a certain movement would remind me that I have a metal plug up my ass or the cups sucking my nipples, and my dick would try its best to rise against the cage and it all combined to me thoroughly enjoying myself. In a totally different way to how I would usually broadcast.
However there was one thing that kept coming back to my mind any time my senses would become a little aroused, and that was the shower that morning. I must be able to find an attachment that I can stick the plugs to the wall with and as I closed the Twitch broadcast I immediately found myself on a website with all manner of sex toy that I never would imagine existed.
Vibrators, plugs and dildos of all shapes and sizes, with plugs to attached them to any smooth surface. There were masturbators for guys too which I found very appealing having not actually had sex with anyone else for what felt like forever. And then there were the smart sex toys which you could connect to Bluetooth, these ones I had seen on the female cam girls but they had them for guys too.
My eyes were wide as I took the sheer range and shape of them in. I wasn’t so keen on the realistic shaped dicks, but as I discovered ones which looked less intimidating I found myself checking through the details and reasoning that they weren’t much bigger than the plugs I had. Sometime later my basket had all sorts of items in it, quite a few different shapes and colours, none of them looked realistic, and none any bigger or wider than my own 6” dick, but quite a step up from the toys I already had.
I couldn’t put in an order here without getting something a bit special and that came in the form of a Lovesense Lush, then finally my fans could actually control my pleasure directly. I got a Fleshlight with a shower attachment and a rather large tub of lube. I also couldn’t resist checking out their lingerie, and although I really didn’t need any more, it was all so slutty and revealing I couldn’t help myself, the thought of what I would look like with the false breasts and how my current outfits wouldn’t fit as well spurred me on, I didn’t really know what size I would be, so just picked the stretchy lace items, some full bodystockings and well anything else that took my fancy. All of course express delivery as the sooner I got them the sooner they could start paying for themselves. And even if by some remote probability that my real job would come back I couldn’t imagine these toys would go unused.
Looking at all those toys and sexy lingerie had really got me going, I was aching in my panty covered cage and the thought of playing with myself took over. As I reached to release my hardened cock from my little prison the doorbell rang and I nearly jumped out of my skin. There was no way my hard-on would diminish and as the bell rang a second time I knew if it was a delivery they might not hang about long. I quickly re-arranged myself, tucking it as best I could and threw on an oversized hoodie. It would have to do, although I knew that it didn’t entirely cover my bulge.
I raced to the door somewhat awkwardly, and opened it just in time to see the delivery man walking away, I called out and he returned passing me my package, I was fortunately able to hold it in front of my crotch and hide myself, turning quickly I went back inside my apartment and as I went to close the door I saw him quite clearly paused on the stairs checking me out. Blushing I smiled and I briefly caught his smiled back before the door shut, I realised the blush wasn’t because I caught him looking, but the pride it filled me with that I was worth a second glance.
Being rewarded on my broadcasts was one thing, but nothing validated all my effort, work and time that I’d put in over these last few months than a person in real life checking me out. It made my body buzz which in turn flushed me from head to toe, tingling down my spine and setting off sparks in my permanently erect nipples and seemingly ever hard cock. And in my now trebling hands I hoped the contents of this package would take that to the next level.
Prizing open the parcel, and removing the loose fill packaging I grasped the contents and lifted out the box. With the images on the box confirming what was inside, the weight being deceptively heavy for the size, I proceeded to prize it open and pull out two perfectly formed false breasts. I took off the plastic wrap and held them in my shaking hands.
They were exquisitely detailed, and the skin tone was very close to my own, they had a strange warmth to them and didn’t feel overly cold to the touch. The texture was not perfectly smooth but very soft none the less, and as I squeezed them they had the perfect amount of give, like the most amazing stress ball.
I marvelled at the finer points, the nipples were especially detailed with tiny raised bumps around the areolas and much like my own hard nubs at the tips. The teardrop shapes flattened out to a very thin tapered almost transparent edge which would make for easy blending with my own skin, and I impatiently emptied the rest of the box which contained the glue and releasing agents.
I stripped of my top and with both forms in my hands I dashed to the bathroom to check myself out in the mirror. Holding them up to my bare chest they were perfect, exactly the right skin tone and turning left and right they looked every bit the correct size for my torso. I couldn’t help but squeeze and caress them and my crotch immediately responded. I was absolutely buzzing and the thoughts of being able to try on different clothes and what they might look like raced through my mind.
I knew my first outfit would be the French maid set, since that was what had spurred me on to buy them. The next 15 minutes or so I spent making sure my chest was as smooth and clean as it could be, measuring and checking to be sure I would position them correctly and then tentatively applying the adhesive.
As I held up the first one and waited for it to stick I could already feel the weight of it pulling at my skin and a few moments later it no longer needed my hands to hold it on, it was attached. My reflection looked somewhat disjointed, it would need some blending but at a distance it looked like my own, and I couldn’t wait to get the second attached and complete the look
I followed the same process and shortly afterwards the image in the mirror presented a bare chested girl with a rather large tent in her panties. They looked every bit as good as I hoped they would, cupping them in my hands they even felt very lifelike, however I couldn’t help but feel disappointed that the perfect looking nipples didn’t relay any sensations back to my own. But overall I couldn’t be happier, a little time spent with foundations and skin tone blushers to blend them in and they were almost completely seamless.
I snapped a few selfies, teasing at the new cleavage. Nothing too revealing but they had pretty hard hints as to what might be in store on my next broadcast, posted to my various platforms with a smile on my face knowing how my fans would react. I loved the weight of them, the jiggle and bounce they made with each step, now they were up to body temperature they really felt like part of me. It didn’t take long before the pings of likes and comments started to come in and I knew I had made the right decision to purchase them.
Then like a girl possessed I pulled open my wardrobe and started trying on outfit after outfit. The French maid costume looked incredible, the new boobs filled it to perfection and spilled out the top, from a distance and on camera the seam was invisible and my cock straining against its confinement was all the approval I needed. It felt strange to be turned on by your own body, but along this journey I had embraced the duality of my personality, sure I was more cam girl than the guy I’d been but he was still in there and would have loved to be intimate with the girl staring back in the mirror.
There was some disappointment though, a lot of my early outfits no longer fit my new chest. The memories of how it felt to wear them the first time, how my fans reacted and tipped. Even some of the more recent purchases didn’t fit properly after removing the padding, but at least I knew I could take off the falsies and still look great, and knowing I had already ordered items that would arrive tomorrow kept the momentum up.
I now had my wardrobe organised into two sections of items that would work and those that wouldn’t. for a laugh I put on my running outfit, and although the sports bras held everything in place, there would be no way I could run, the weight alone would have them bouncing all over the place. If I did want to go running I would have to buy new ones, however as I bumped into so many familiar faces when out, I wouldn’t be able to hide the new additions and as much as I loved the attention, I didn’t really want to bring that much focus to my chest.
It was then that I realised how late it was, I had totally got carried away with trying on clothes and outfits that not only had I forgotten it was time for my show, but I was already late to start it. I pulled out the best fitting outfit to go with my boobs, blended them in a little more and applied simple but sexy makeup to my face, a double application of lip plumping formulae and big false lashes.
Taking in the completed look in the full mirror I could barely recognise myself to the me only a few months ago. The long hair styled to perfection, my makeup applied without fault, my painted and shaped nails on my fingers and toes, my trim but curvy body clad in an incredibly sexy and shape enhancing set of lingerie, capped off with a very full bra and what now looked like a rather perfect pair of breasts, dark and erect nipples showing through the lace fabric.
If it wasn’t for the bulge in my lace thong no-body would even guess that I was a guy, in this moment I didn’t even feel like one. I posed, admiring all my hard work, this was the culminations of weeks and weeks of graft, exercising, makeup practice, and a little help from some artificial enhancements. But I felt not trepidation or embarrassment about how I presented.
Not only was I ready for the show, I couldn’t wait. Spending all afternoon trying on different outfits and essentially perving on my own body I was good to go. I fire up the lights and all my different cameras, the computer is setup and I log in. it doesn’t take very long for the room to start to fill up and I’m soon bombarded with comments about my chest. I couldn’t help but smirk as I’d done such a good job with them, but I knew today I was going to make the most of them, and if possible drag this out until they paid for themselves in a single show.
I was still chatting to the room when the person who requested I used the cage last time dropped another message, along with a massive payment. Little did they know I had been wearing it all day to help control my libido and keep myself it check. I stood up, biting my lip and lifting the frills of my dress. To rapturous applause my fans praised how good I looked locked up, how much more femme it made me look, my sponsor was especially impressed.
But the fans loved it, and tonight I felt somewhat at their mercy, the desperate need to not just earn enough tokens to keep up the pace of the week but to recover the costs of all the things I’d bought in the last few days. Besides the last time I used the chastity device had been one of my best earning shows, not to mention most intense orgasm.
With my dick locked up and my nipples out of action below a pillow of breast shaped silicone I didn’t have all my usual go to places to pleasure myself, with my trusty jewelled plug slid effortlessly into my ass I asked the room what they would like me to do. There were various suggestions but one which rose to the most requested was to suck on some of my toys.
In all my shows to date it had never really come up, I guess when I was so keen to put them other places my fans never made the request. I had thoroughly cleaned them since the last time I used them so it wasn’t that much of an issue, except for maybe the larger ones. The smallest plug was no problem, I licked and covered it with saliva before my swollen lips spread with ease and sucked it in.
The pings of tokens sounded out and I replaced it with a larger one, and I toyed with my audience, there was such a thrill being able to tease them and have them beg for me to do things, my trapped cock was leaking and collecting some precum and smearing it over the plug only spurred them on.
A suitably large donation arrived with the request for me to take my top off and I obliged, the weight of my false breasts now hanging freely felt very strange, but the image beaming back at me on my monitor was amazing, they really did look like mine from this distance. Playing with the nipples was so disappointing. I was used to the mega sensitivity of my own and being buried beneath inches of silicone I couldn’t feel a thing, I moaned but out of frustration, with my cock locked up it was going to be a very hard fought orgasm, if I could even get there.
With the middle sized plug taken care of I moved onto the larger one, it was wider and much longer, but it still felt quite pleasurable running it over my lips and sucking it a little into my mouth. With the next target met I began easing it in, a little deeper and then pulling it out to smear my saliva over my fake nipples, each time I went a little deeper and found it surprisingly turning me on. Being able to watch my reflection in the monitor drove me to push deeper and I momentarily felt it nudge the back of my mouth.
I gagged a little, but more out of surprise, the cheers and pings sounded out and I was encouraged to go further. I still had maybe 2 inches before the base of the plug, and in no time one of my moderators had set up another target for me to fit the whole thing in my mouth. I wasn’t even sure it was possible, but the ambitious goal would put me right up to the number of tokens I was after.
Taking a deep breath a slid it back in and pushed a little further, this time expecting it to make contact with my throat I was surprised a bit less but was still met with a slight gag, I pulled it out with a wet sounding pop, my watering eyes refocussing on the screen. I had nearly got there, but not quite. Hints, tips and encouragement filled the chat room, and I read and responded to many of them, my mouth was salivating and I felt the urge to try again and the go further.
Steadying my nerves, and bringing the large butt plug back to my mouth I opened up and slipped it in, I relaxed as best I could, took slow steady breaths through my nose and closed my eyes. I felt the nudge at my tonsils but only a slight urge to gag, I managed to stop it an relax momentarily giving me the opportunity to slide a bit more in.
I could feel the urge to gag rising again, but I also became aware that my fingernails were now resting against my lips. I had somehow managed to fit the whole thing in my mouth and throat, my eyes opened in surprise and my throat spasmed around the toy pushing it back out. I had gagged quite hard, but the feeling quickly went away and it had been nowhere near as bad as I thought it would be.
Buoyed by my success, I tried a second time and was able to play around with it quite deep without it feeling uncomfortable, getting used to the feelings and learning how to control my reflex I tried again and this time is slid in with only a little flinch. Consciously relaxing my throat I repositioned my fingers and pushed the last few millimetres so that the base of the plug was now right up against my lips.
I had done it, through watering eyes I could see the chat board light up with tokens and the pings rang out in the room. Not only did I feel the accomplishment of managing to do it, my body felt on fire. I was unable to stimulate my poor, trapped cock which was straining against its cage, my rock solid nipples were buried below a cushion of silicone and begging for attention which I was unable to give.
The feeling of running the plug over my lips, into my mouth and down my throat was the only way my body was receiving any pleasure and it gave me a rush to the head, feeling dizzy as the sensations swirled around. Removing the plug from my mouth with a pop I moaned out of frustration, in my usual shows I would now be stroking and fucking myself with wild abandon, but my dick was locked up and my nipples couldn’t feel a thing.
With the target well and truly met, I asked the chat what they wanted me to do next, I hoped they would allow me to play with my ass, it was the only significant erogenous zone I had to push me over the line, and that incredible pleasure I knew brewing inside me would be frustratingly far away without it.
Unfortunately for me, for the next two hours they teased and tormented me. Naturally they wanted me to play with my fake breast forms, and while it looked great on camera it did nothing for me, I so wanted to be able to tweak and pull my nipples like I usually did, I hadn’t realised how important they were to get me off. The plug in my as swapped for a larger one, the vibrator came out and I got to buzz it against the cage which felt frustratingly divine.
The large butt plug however was reserved for my mouth, and it hadn’t taken me long to not only get used to taking its length, but to be able to control the gag, I almost wished I had something larger to see if I could push myself further. It wasn’t just the satisfaction of pleasing my fans, I could feel it turning me on as well. I never thought it would give me pleasure, but here I was, dripping buckets of pre cum from my chastity cage purely from sucking a rubber plug.
It got to the point that I was starting to get tired, and so very, very horny, my dick was ready to burst from its imprisonment, my balls felt swollen and hard. And my ass begged me for attention. Finally the next target was met and I could use the vibe in my hole, I wasted no time sucking it and shoving it straight in.
There was zero pain, only a burst of pleasure, squealing as I slid its entirely length in one motion. I clawed at my breasts, but growled at the lack of feedback from my nipples, switching to my confined cock I rubbed it through the cage but it wasn’t enough. I felt this burning desire to get off, but all my usual go to places wouldn’t push me over the edge. The vibe was now on full power and being thrusted in and out its entire length.
This was so frustrating, my orgasm was in sight but nothing would quite get me there, the only thing I could think of was to suck as well as fuck myself, I got on my back, lifted my legs over my head, the vibrator never leaving the depths of my ass, and all I was presented with was the cage, dripping with precum but even with my best efforts I wasn’t going to be able to reach it. I grabbed a plug and slid it in my mouth.
As it reached the back of my throat, my body joined the dots and I imagined I was sucking my own dick this deep, the thrill, and pressure combining with the vibe being mercilessly rammed in and out of my hole, smashing against my prostate. My subconscious took over and I felt my throat grip the plug and suck it in deeper but there was no more length to take. As I pulled it out and slid it back in I mirrored the movements with the vibe in my ass. I could feel it, I could finally feel my climax approaching and it edged nearer with every bump of the plug on my tonsils.
I couldn’t believe how hot it was making me, but I had to keep pushing to reach my goal. As with so many of my previous shows I just wanted to get off now, the tokens were secondary to satisfying my lust, I’d been at this for ages, my body now aching from being wrapped up in this position but the pressure deep within me was building.
Each thrust, each suck drove me closer to euphoria, the distant pings ringing out as I pounded myself and I felt it grow, from within my core a wave like no other, I screamed out loud spitting the plug from my mouth, my ass clamping hard on its intruder and my encased cock began to spew load after load all over my face, I was too out of it to consciously lick the seemingly never ending fountain, but is splattered and leaked into my open mouth.
The waves seemed to keep rolling, I had had some incredible orgasms but being made to wait so long had absolutely delivered the biggest yest, I finally uncoiled myself and collapsed, my still pulsing dick leaking through the cage, my ass twitching in unison and my entire body buzzing from and most unbelievable high.
I lay there for quite some time taking in the afterglow, I could hear messages sounding out, but had no energy to acknowledge them, finally with shaking hands I pushed myself up and looked at the screen. The chat was awash with messages of how awesome it was. I looked an absolute mess, hair dishevelled makeup smeared and cum still spattered across my face. It was then that I realised what time it was, it had taken me so long to cum that it was 5 in the morning, the early morning light beginning to show through the curtains.
I said my thankyous, blew many kisses and logged off. My legs still unsure of themselves I climbed into the shower and started to wash myself. There was so much cum everywhere, I released the chastity device and my dick finally uncoiled itself, I wasn’t going to be hard for a while but it felt so good to be free. Reaching for the adhesive release agent I applied it and slowly peeled off the breast forms. They did look amazing, and felt really good to wear, but I couldn’t wait to remove them.
With a little time and patients they came off and I cleaned up the glue residue, my nipples were seriously aching by this point and I couldn’t resist giving them some much needed attention. God they felt so good to play with, if only they did false breasts that could transmit the sensations, I would be using them again for sure, but perhaps not with the cage, having to wait so long to cum was torture.
My exhausted dick lurched a little as I played with them and I smiled at the thought of continuing, only to be brought from my daydream by the birds beginning to sing as the sun came up. I really needed to get some sleep, finishing up and quickly drying myself I slid in the small plug and attached the nipple pumps. Afterall they had been so deprived I might as well treat them a little. Adding the waist trainer and corset I knew I would sleep easily being so tired and I really wanted to push my body to see how far I could take it.
I climbed into bed and fell asleep as my head hit the pillow. It was no surprise that I woke up late, still tired but unexpectedly horny again, the pumps on my nipples had clearly done a number on me, my panties had a wet spot at the top of the tent they had formed, and I cursed as I reached down and wrapped my hand around its length.
Checking the clock again I realised I needed to get up. Not going for a run the day before meant I had the urge to do some non-erotic exercise. I stripped off and did my morning stretches and yoga in the nude, it felt liberating as well as gave me the opportunity to see how far I could stretch without clothes to impede me. My phone buzzed as a notification came in about the delivery scheduled for today, I didn’t have long so rushed through my usual routine with only light makeup and my now customary tight fitting running outfit.
Despite my lack of sleep, I felt ready to run and energised, the memories of last night’s show running through my mind. I couldn’t help but smile at how intense it had been, I could feel myself become a little hard and had to concentrate on something else to prevent it going any further. I almost didn’t register Marc standing at the entrance to the park as I approached.
I briefly stopped and he offered to run with me and I was too polite to say no. we chatted as we ran, at a nice easy pace, I was still feeling horny from the night before and the thought of the delivery that would arrive when I got back. My mischievous cam girl person couldn’t help but flirt and tease Marc as we ran.
It was automatic behaviour, after so many hours of shows, I just saw him as one of my viewers, we stopped by a drinking water fountain, and everything I did seemed to make him blush, it was hilarious. Feeling emboldened by his reactions I even posed and bent over unnecessarily to re-tie my shoe laces. My mind couldn’t help but wonder if he was going to go home and masturbate thinking of me, I’d been laying it on pretty heavy and had to regularly stop myself as my panties started to get tight and I would force myself to take the conversation somewhere boring to cool down.
We continued our jog round the park and once again he ran me to my door, the parcels had already been dropped off and I cursed myself for taking so long, I momentarily flushed beet red as thoughts of what they contained filled my mind and Marc innocently asked what they were. I made up some lame excuse and distracted him with even more unnecessary flirting. He mentioned that he needed to get going as he had a meeting back at the gym and really needed a shower beforehand. I thanked him for his company and briefly reached out touching his arm.
We were still under some restrictions because of Covid, hugging was still discouraged, so it was the first time I’d actually had physical contact with another person in months, we both looked at each other and smiled before we said our goodbyes and I blew him a kiss like I had before, this one wasn’t so much automatic, but rather a consequence of my teasing him and I just couldn’t get enough of making him blush. My cam girl alter ego was on a power trip and I loved it.
I watched him jog off and turned smiling to myself, gathering the packages I walked into my apartment and dumped them on the bed. Despite needing to clean the sweat off from the run I couldn’t wait to open them and see my purchases. There were also a few gifts from fans which I had now become accustomed to receiving, some nice, some a bit tacky but I was grateful none the less.
The big box was of course the main attraction, and within it contained so many new toys and outfits. Eager to see and hold the toys in my hands I tore into the boxes and spread them out on the bed. They were all a little alien looking, in both colour and shape, while unmistakably sex toys, they lacked the lifelike details that made them less intimidating.
I held them, squeezed and flexed them, even smelt them not knowing what to expect. A flush ran down my spine as I imagined how they might feel. They were all a little bigger, both longer and wider than the toys I had, but I could feel myself tense up in anticipation. My existing toys felt great, and these new ones with the added length, girth and bumps would surely feel even better.
My panties felt tight as the thoughts raced through my mind, I put them back down and turned my attention to the outfits. I instantly knew these would look amazing on me, all a little tighter in the waist and with more space for my false breasts better fitting all round, the textures and shapes only heightening my arousal. They would have to wait till after the shower which I knew immediately would be a road test of my new toys.
After the last recorded shower scene I did and the frustration which led to me buying all these things I already knew what I wanted to do. Positioning the lights and cameras so I could record the best angles, and adding the smallest and middle sized dildos to the shower shelf the setup was complete.
With eagerness I stripped down, activated the cameras and turned on the hot water. Just the thought alone of being able to stick them to the shower wall and be able to fulfil my desire had me going, my semi hard cock already leaking pre cum and my hole tingling with anticipation.
I stepped under the hot water, the powerful jets spraying against my sensitive nipples giving me immediate flashes of pleasure. Having left before resolving my usual morning wood, and the entire run spent teasing and winding up Marc I was already humming and keen to see just what the new toys could do. I reached for the smaller one, and positioned it around waist height. With a squelch it stuck to the tiles and I grinned at the thought of how it might feel.
In an attempt to control myself and put on a good show for my fans I toyed with it a little, stroking it and my own now rock hard cock. I poured a generous amount of floral body wash into my hands and soaped myself up. The suds cleansing the sweat and filling the steamy shower with gorgeous aromas, running my hands over my body, twisting and pinching my enlarged nipples.
My attention returned to the dildo fastened to the shower wall, a thought occurred to me that as it was yet to be used it would be perfectly clean, and my experiments with the plugs the previous night gave me an idea. With the hot water still cascading over me, I dropped to my knees which brought the toy to my eye level. I held it in my hand and moved it around, tentatively I stuck out my tongue and licked it, there was no strong taste, no different than the plugs anyway.
I edged forward and opened my mouth as it pressed against my lips, the tip was larger than anything I had tried to suck before, but it was still a comfortable size. As I eased it in further I met with the same resistance I had with my other toys, but concentrating on relaxing my throat and forcing my gag reflex to ease it slipped in deeper. I pulled out and gasped, there was a slight desire to retch but perfectly manageable as I went in for a second try.
Again I eased it in finding my limit and allowing myself time to become accustomed to the unusual intrusion. As I paused with it nearly all the way in, I could feel my throat squeeze round it and the mildest of gags in response. The rest of my body buzzed, sparks of pleasure flowed down my spine, flaring out on my chest and nipples before continuing down to my dick which throbbed in time with my flexing throat.
Pulling my mouth off I groaned out loud as my entire body shook a little, almost as if I had a mini orgasm. The cameras fading into irrelevance I repositioned myself to be a little closer and slid my mouth back round it. This time I went deeper and was greeted with a repeat of those sensations. With another slight gag I felt my lips begin to widen as I approached the end of the dildo. This one wasn’t very big at only five inches, but I had very nearly all of it in my mouth.
Buzzing once again as I released it with a pop, my body craved more and I knew exactly what it needed. I swiftly stood up, held the shaft as I positioned my ass towards the phallus and gradually moved backwards. Adjusting its head to line up with my hole I felt the well lubricated tip find its goal.
I was eager to keep pushing and with a little pressure my hole opened up and it began to slide in. this toy was about the same size as the vibrator I had so I knew it would fit, but usually I would have worked up to that with small plugs. This time however I didn’t want to wait and I eased back harder.
Gradually it slid in, millimetre by millimetre. There was the tiniest amount of pain, and I paused while it subsided, quickly resuming my steady progression down its length. It felt sublime as each ridge and bump stimulated my body, with both hands now braced against the opposite side of the shower I could pull my body away before sliding back down. Each time becoming easier with less resistance and ever more rewarding as my body responded.
With the water still flowing over me it was hard to see but a long string of precum hung from my solid member. I was now able to slide it in and out with nothing but joyous pleasure, before long I could feel the cool surface of the tiles on my cheeks as I pushed as far backwards as I could.
I continued at a pace in and out, revelling as my now free hands could roam my body, teasing my nipples and playing with my cock. It felt every bit as good as I had hoped and I pushed back harder and faster each time. My ass was now very well accustomed to it and looking back I saw the larger toy on the shelf, this one did feel amazing but a bigger one would feel even better surely.
With trembling hands I released the suction and repositioned the larger toy, covering it with some lube I knew I would need it. It was a little longer and wider but not so intimidating now that I had stretched myself out. The thought of the larger one back on the bed briefly entered my mind but I would always have another time for that.
With extra lube applied to my ass, I lined myself up and edged backwards. The extra girth was immediately noticeable, but with some deep breaths it slid in and an uncontrollable moan escaped my mouth. This felt big, it was stretching everything as I pushed back on it. Every millimetre felt divine and my cock pulsed and bounced involuntarily.
I was only half way down before I eased it back out with a little pause before going back towards the wall, both hands once again braced sliding it deeper. My breath was taken away as it nudged over my prostate, those delightful sparks of pleasure radiating from within. I angled the head of the shower away so I could concentrate on the job at hand.
Sliding back deeper and gradually pulling away released an overwhelming burst of desire to have more, I repeated the same actions again and again each time going further. My mind fogging as I pursued the highest sensations to drive me towards my goal, that familiar semi outer body experience consumed me and I could hear moans of passion echoing throughout the shower.
My mind was drifting in a sea of approaching orgasmic bliss, and flashbacks of today flickered in and out. The new outfits, the toys, the parting touch with Marc, the flirting, the feeling of being desired. I replayed Marc saying he needed a shower and wondered if his need was the same as mine. Visions raced through my mind of him in the shower like me, hot, wet and horny. My pace had increased and each thrust mashed my prostate driving me closer.
The image of Marc in the shower filled my world, him, naked, hard and thrusting into his hand thinking of me. My ass begun to tighten, my own cock hardened and the rising flush of pure ecstasy screamed through my body. I cried out unintelligibly, spasm after spasm as my orgasm ripped apart every sense. My eyes opened to see ribbons of cum jetting from my cock without my hands anywhere near it and my shaking legs struggling to hold me up.
I reached down and scooped up the next much smaller ejaculation and brought it to my mouth, I had not only grown accustomed to the taste, but craved it as a delicacy capping my climax, cursing the lost loads as the flowed down the drain.
My body still impaled on my new favourite toy I had no energy to move, I moved away and jolts and aftershocks passed through me with each inch that slid out. Clumsily I re-positioned the shower head and tried to clean my weakened body. I felt exhausted yet energised, like I’d found a secret well of pleasure and had totally over done it.
As I cleaned up my body hummed, everything was overly sensitive, each movement triggered bursts of joy, finished up I switched the shower off and just stood there dripping. I sighed loudly relishing the sensations coursing through my body. Realising I still had the cameras rolling I took a breath and reached for my towel, wrapping it around me as I stepped out and shut off the equipment.
I took a moment to appreciate just how amazing that had felt, and blushed a little to myself at the images I had thought of just as I came. I couldn’t deny it felt a little strange but at the same time that had been yet another mind blowing orgasm and it was hard not to take the most from it. I thought I would feel a little sore but there was no discomfort, despite that my little metal plug once again took its place in my hole, the cooling weight adding some comfort.
I moisturised, toned and carried out all my well-practiced beauty regime, deciding one something more comfortable than sexy to wear, although it was still very silky and lacy which always felt sublime against my soft skin. Removing all the camera equipment and transferring all the files over to the computer I took a moment to rest while it loaded up.
Feeling a little drained I decided not to edit it down, but rather put it up as the whole video, watching it back confirmed my practice at camera setup was paying off. Despite being well and truly spent, the images on screen caused my sleeping dick to stir. I looked really good, if it wasn’t for my permanent hardon you’d easily think of me as a flat chested girl, the enlarged nipples would be totally out of place on a guy.
I looked down at them still peeking through my lace top, they did seem to be in a constant state of arousal, and I didn’t mind at all, to play with them felt amazing. The other thing which was so noticeable was the noises I was making, undeniably feminine and far louder than I thought I had been. I snapped stills to add to galleries as the video played to add to my collection.
As I watched myself switch up to the larger toy I could feel it like a memory reflex, my ass squeezing around the metal plug in sympathy with the vision on screen. It was impossible not to get hard looking at this, I was like another person and she was hot as hell. You could see how horny I was, how much I craved the anal pleasure and I shifted in my seat, tightening panties becoming a little uncomfortable.
As the scene built to the climax it was clear how much I was enjoying it, and I flushed once again watching it unfold. It was so strange to view something this hot and also know exactly how it felt. My ass clenched as the on screen me cried out in orgasm, to my shock I was called out Marc’s name.
I totally hadn’t realised I had done that, so caught up with the visions and sensations occupying my mind at the time. The enormity of it crashed over me, flushing my body with embarrassment, I went from fully horny to zero in an instant and my mouth felt suddenly dry. Why had I done that? What did it mean I felt? Was I attracted to him? Was I gay?
The video ended and I rewound it back playing my orgasm once again, in my mind I replayed what I felt and that conflicted feeling of pleasure and embarrassment coursed through me. Cropping the end of the clip and adding my usual signoff edit. I saved the file and stepped away from my desk.
Walking around my apartment I felt so unsure of myself in that moment, the cam girl persona had made this giant leap that the old me was totally unprepared for it. I couldn’t be gay, otherwise my own image wouldn’t have turned me on, and there was the other cam girl, the one who I was modelling my own image on, I was still attracted to her right?
This played over in my mind while I made a cup of tea, sitting back at my desk I searched for her profile and after a short while I managed to find it. As she wasn’t live there was only her recorded content which was only accessible by being a paid up member, it seemed like a worthy use of my money and in no time I was browsing through her clips and photos. To my relief I felt my arousal return, she definitely did it for me although there was a combined appreciation of her, part of me loved how she looked and the other part of me wanted to look like her.
I couldn’t be gay otherwise I wouldn’t find her so attractive, but I also couldn’t deny that the image of Marc in the shower was also a turn on, could I be bi-sexual? Would that be so much a bad thing? The thought of having sex with a guy really didn’t appeal to me, but I was absolutely curious and it was a little un-nerving.
I kept on digging through her pictures, posts and videos. She really was stunning and my now very damp panties confirmed I still found women attractive. Her name was Ellie and she was the same age as me too, and I smiled at the new found connection I had with her, even if it was just virtual. Tonight I would model my show on her, I’d pick an outfit, use my fake breast forms, that temporary hair dye and make my best effort at matching her make-up.
I uploaded all my new videos and felt much better about what had happened in the shower, so what if my cam girl alter ego fantasied about guys, most if not all of my viewers and fans were and that hadn’t stopped me. Besides I had no doubt how well this would go down with them and would be great for pulling in more cash going forwards.
Feeling much more at ease I set about getting ready for the evening live broadcast. With the look I was going for settled I wasted no time in attaching the false breasts, taking note of how they looked and felt. There was that duality of happiness, they absolutely completed the look and enhanced my body shape in a way I never thought possible, but at the same time I was sad that my nipples would be buried and unable to benefit from stimulating them. However the aim of today was to pay homage to my online crush and to do her vision justice I would just have to accept it.
With the glue set I tried on all my new outfits, they fit so much better, and my hours exercising and using the waist trainers and corsets really helped make the most of them. They hugged and squeezed me, with my cock and balls tucked up it was barely possible to identify my reflection as male.
I settled on the perfect outfit, and then carried on with the finer touches. A double application of the lip plumpers keeping them on for longer than I had before, they tingled and stung quite a bit, but I knew the results would be worth it. The hair dye went in next, I would take a few washes to come out, but the shocking pink streaks looked exactly how I wanted them to.
Matching nail and toe polish were next and while they dried I strode around the apartment waving my hands and feeling incredibly sexy. It was hard not to check myself out in the mirror each time I passed, with each application of product and accessory my reflection looked more and more like Ellie. The stockings, the outfit, my makeup with the heavy eyeliner and blusher was a bit more extreme than I was used to, but I was so happy with the result. The straining semi in my tiny G-string underwear was all the confirmation that I needed that I had nailed the look I was going after.
As I sat in front of the computer and logged in, my fans were quick to heap praise on my last upload, the constant positive feedback only boosted my ego and pushed the thoughts of uncertainty to the back of my mind. Looking back at me on screen was an almost carbon copy of my idol, I felt incredible satisfaction that I could pull off a look like this and the teasing and flirting with my viewers came so naturally.
Despite my earlier experiments in the shower and the size of the orgasm I had had, it took very little time for me to get going again, my ass seemingly taking all that new experience in its stride and even tingling a little tempting me to resume playing. But the aim of tonight’s show was to tease and attempt to embody the girl who had started this whole thing off, my fans were going to have to pay, but I would reward them with a show unlike any I had done so far.
It however didn’t take long for me to rather over enthusiastically accept the challenge of sucking the largest of my new dildos, and while I certainly struggled, persistence and perseverance paid off. Resisting the urge to gag and finding new ways to control it I surprised myself and impressed my fans with the depth I was able to achieve.
What shocked me the most was how much the action of sliding a big dildo in and out of my mouth turned me on, it wasn’t just the vision of myself in the monitor, but every time is slid deeper into my throat and I was able to resist the gag, a bolt of joy fired down my spine and connected with my tingling hole and now raging erection.
I hadn’t removed any items of clothing yet, and my hard cock was straining against the lace fabric of my outfit. My mind swam with the sensations coursing through my body, it seemed every fibre of my being was being activated with desire. The feedback from my viewers, the pings of tokens, and my reflection on screen which displayed a girl clearly enjoying herself. The lust was plain for all to see and it felt incredible to feel it at the same time.
As requests came in I gradually became less and less dressed, and the toys became more intimate. The jewelled plug removed and replaced with one of my new dildos, sliding in easily with nothing but a rush of pleasure. My ass accepting the invasion with gusto, a little stretch but nothing uncomfortable, my throat now taking the largest one deeper without issue.
I was transfixed with my own image, my eyes watering slightly as the dick in my mouth found new depth I surged with pride. It looked incredible, ‘I’ looked incredible, suddenly I had to pull the toys from both holes, I was about to cum and I hadn’t even been going that long. I gasped bringing my breath back under control, it was so easy to get carried away but I had to resist, Ellie my cam girl idol was so proficient at teasing her audience and I always let my desire to orgasm cloud my mind.
Taking a few moments I resumed my conversation with my viewers. I had completely lost myself for a good half an hour, my token total was already well on the way to being a new all-time best, but I knew I had more to offer, and much more to tease out of them. I was confident in how I looked more so than in any previous show, and as the targets were met I removed more and more clothing.
Up until now I had always kept on most of my items, needing them to help me feel secure and unexposed, despite the praise lauded at me. A part was always waiting to be called out, to be ridiculed as a guy in women’s lingerie, even if I hadn’t seen any comments of that nature in a very long time. Today however I felt on fire, my silicone chest forms were blended to perfection and for the first time I completely removed my outfit, retaining only the stocking and heels.
I knew which angles to pose in to the camera, the positions which enhanced the assets I had painstakingly worked on for the last few months. Just breathing in and pushing my ass out gave the delightful impression that I had curves well beyond the reality, even if the waist trainer and yoga had certainly done a great deal. Part of me was expecting to be disappointed with the video playback on screen but I was overjoyed.
With all the outfit on I knew I looked good, good enough to be compared to Ellie. But without it I felt more vulnerable, a significant safety blanked removed and yet, despite that I still looked great, the pings ringing out confirming I wasn’t the only one who thought that too.
I cared less about the poses designed to enhance my form and relaxed into it more. The false tits looked very nearly believable, in fact quite a few commentators thought they were and as I played with them I once again lamented the lack of feel or sensation that they gave me. However rewarding it was to hold and squeeze them, and make the girl on screen do as I wanted.
I hadn’t played with any of my toys for a while now and yet my cock stood firm and to attention, my ass craved something, and thoughts flashed through me of how I wanted to bring tonight’s show to a grand finale. Being this turned on by myself wasn’t exactly unusual, but it was considering I was almost totally naked bar the stocking and makeup. I just couldn’t get over how much I looked like Ellie, and she was so utterly stunning, I felt like I could almost be her, if it wasn’t for the now dripping rod of hard meat sticking out from between my legs.
I couldn’t take much more, my body was screaming for release, a string of precum hung from my tip and I drew it up to mouth, it was so sweet, so moreish. The desire to taste more, and to give in to my needs grew even stronger. I teased my audience, as much for my own benefit too, trying to decide which toys I would use, and where I would use them.
A regular big tipping fan contributed to the idea that I should suck the biggest, and while my ass was totally stuffed use the vibrator but no hands. And who was I to refuse, the very notion of it made me shudder. Moments later I was sprawled across the bed, the mid-sized dildo slid effortlessly deep inside my asshole, the thick base coming to rest spreading my cheeks.
I used the largest dildo, to rub my own dick covering it we precum which was now pouring from me like a broken tap. I got it all slick before bringing it to my mouth and sliding it in, as it made contact with the back of my throat I groaned and the vibrations reverberated through me making my whole body lurch. My hole clamped tighter and my cock jumped of its own accord.
In popped the end fully down my throat, my eyes closed as I allowed myself a moment to become accustomed to its intrusion. I slid it back out and repeated the process covering it with my precum and again pushing it back down deeper savouring the taste and impression it left as it found new depths.
With my eyes open I could observe as an almost outer body experience, my image on screen taking the full length and visibly trembling each time, I became entranced with my own vision, this is how Ellie must feel when she does this, it felt overwhelming, connecting with my ultimate alter ego. Bringing me closer to what I imagined it must feel like for her.
Suddenly I became aware that I was getting light headed, how long had I had this thing stuffed all the way down my throat. I pulled it out and gasped loudly, my voice cracking as I gulped air to refill my burning lungs. I had felt horny in previous shows but this was on another level, I needed to take this to its conclusion.
I fired up the vibrator, propped up my body so I could get all the right angles and started to simultaneously slide the vibe over my soaked cock as I sucked with gusto on the rubber dildo, I wished I had a spare arm to play with the one in my ass too, but I would just have to settle for grinding against the bed.
I knew it wouldn’t be long, and sure enough as I once again pushed deeper into my throat the flow of energy it produced surged all over my, I wouldn’t have screamed out loud if it wasn’t for my mouth being full. I pulled it out just in time to see the first massive rope of cum splash from my pulsing cock onto my silicone mounds.
Seeing it jet out and land across my breasts was an incredible sight, my mouth hung open and the next fired up and over my face, a little landing in my mouth. I dropped both toys and used my left hand to pump more as each waved crashed over me, my right grasping the one in my ass and frantically thrusting it in and out. The new stimulation extended my climax and new waves brought a steady pulse of cum. Each time bringing it to my mouth to savour every drop
I must have unloaded ten or more shots before it ran dry, yet the pulses continued as I stroked my shaft and slid the dildo in and out, eventually I had to stop as I ran out of strength, the aftershocks carried on gradually reducing to ripples and eventually fading away. I lay, exhausted on a soaked bed, the rushing sound of my heartbeat and ragged breathing fading to be replaced by the pings and rings of donations from the live stream.
It took me a good few minutes to gather the strength to sit up, it seemed the more I masturbated, the more toys I used the larger and more consuming my climaxes became, I thought for a moment if I had found the limit, or what was even possible for me anymore. I was constantly in new and uncharted territory but it seemed with every turn my body responded with even more pleasure and I was finding it hard not to become addicted to it.
Eventually I regained enough composure to talk with my fans, I had obliterated any previous records as well as get myself up into the top 6 of all trans cams at the time. I had never had this many viewers before. the afterglow had faded slightly but was being replaced with the admiration of my new and old fans. To feel this adored and desired was something very new to me, and it only added to the chemical overload my brain was under from cumming so hard.
I closed the chat and switched off all the cameras, I had no energy to do any editing, and even though it was particularly late I cleaned up and readied myself for bed. I remade the bed but couldn’t summon the strength to unstick the breast forms, that could wait until the morning. And anyway I quite liked the weight clinging to my chest, it felt quite comforting especially in this supportive teddy. As my head hit the pillow I drifted off to sleep, thoroughly satisfied and completely content.
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Sorry it took so long to publish this chapter, i got stuck and it took a while to write round it. i also wrote in far more detail than i really planned to, but hopefully you will enjoy the fruits of my labors. i love reading you’re feedback so do leave a comment if you enjoyed it. the next chapter is already in progress so it wont be as long for the next one.