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“I just have to stream…  That’s all-- stream, nothing else…”  Belle took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she counted to ten over and over.  She would be going live to start her pre-stream in just five more minutes.  While concerning thoughts continually assaulted her brain, she cycled through a myriad of meditative techniques she had been looking into in an attempt to calm her nerves.  Just count to ten.  Take slow, careful breaths, that’s all.  Take control of your life, your emotions, everything… She psyched herself up.

Belle wore a white button-up blouse with her brunette hair cascading down around her shoulders.  She made sure to put on a light layer of makeup so she looked presentable, not in any attempt to seduce her audience, but she knew for a fact that female streamers couldn’t make it if they didn’t, at the very least, look presentable.  She opened her Steam library and loaded up Eldest Souls to the start menu with a sigh.  She wasn’t the biggest fan of these types of games, but she forced herself to pracctice and get somewhat good at them in order to stand out.  From her point of view, a lot of women would giggle and play these games while doing poorly while their audience encouraged them and laughed at their failure.  Belle was convinced that whenever someone saw a woman streaming a game like this, their first reaction was ‘Oh, how cute!  They’re trying to play a big boy game!’ and she was having none of it.

Belle took another deep breath and started her stream, pulling up the chat and starting the broadcasting software as the title menu appeared for everyone to see.  It looked like a handful of people were already waiting in anticipation.  She usually regretted reading what her mouth-breather audience had to say, but decided to take a look anyway.

GummyLad: bro when r u starting? I found ur shopping market video and saw you play games

GummyLad: u were supposed to start hour ago where ru ?

GummyLad: bro

[MOD] SNEKuwu: Gummy, the stream starts in a few minutes.  I don’t know where you’re getting your info, but you’re wrong.

GummyLad: oh.  wut is she goin 2 play bro?

[MOD] SNEKuwu: It’s literally in the title of the stream.

GummyLad: ok

GummyLad: bro she gonna die so much lol

[MOD] SNEKuwu: Belle is actually a pretty good player.  You think because she’s a girl she’s going to die?  Please keep your misogyny checked.

Chad Chaddington: Stream hasn’t even started and a white knight mod has already leapt into action. LMAO

[MOD] SNEKuwu: Excuse me?  Not tolerating misogyny is being a white knight now?

Chad Chaddington: No one has said anything remotely sexist or whatever, dude.  WTF are you talking about?

[MOD] SNEKuwu: Don’t be cute with me or you’ll get banned.  Gummy obviously thinks Belle is going to die because she’s a woman.  How else can you interpret it?  He doesn’t even know her and assumes she’ll suck at the game.

GummyLad: Bro evryone sux at these games wtf r u talking about ??

Chad Chaddington: ^^^ This.  Chill out, Snek.

Belle read the chat and let out a low sigh.  Of course the chat had already devolved into this crap.  Snek was a good mod who was diligent and could respond to inappropriate behavior instantly.  On the flip side, he genuinely did give off those desperate virgin vibes.  She preferred it when he played the role of an effective janitor and couldn’t help but cringe when he started shit like this.  Belle didn’t really want to be seen as an e-thot who had no backbone or spine.  With a grimace, she decided to step in and respond.

iBelleieve: hey, can you guys all chill please?  I don’t want to look at this conversation any more, okay?

[MOD] SNEKuwu: I’m sorry you had to see this.  If they keep this up, I’ll ban them.

Chad Chaddington: Umm.  What the fuck?

GummyLad: r u serious wtf did i do. r ur streams all like this bro???

Belle grunted, her eyes twitching in frustration as she looked at this exchange. “Really, Snek?”  She grimaced, glad she hadn’t turned her camera or mic on yet.  Why did people have to be so generally dumb?  In her eyes, the vast majority of her viewers seemed to be rather low IQ.  It wasn’t just her own fanbase; she saw the audiences who watched these types of stream in general as particularly unintelligent individuals.  But, they were her ticket to money and stardom, so she would keep a smile on her face and continue trudging forward.  On the plus side, dealing with these matters completely distracted her from the horrors of the last few days.

iBelleieve: Snek.  Please stop it.  Gummy didn’t do anything sexist.  You’re a good mod and I appreciate you, but let’s not scare people away before I even start, okay?

[MOD] SNEKuwu: Okay.  I’m sorry.  I was just looking out for you.

iBelleieve: It’s fine, let’s just change the subject.

Chad Chaddington: based streamer, shitting on her unhinged mod.

CthuluHugs69: Hey, what did I miss?

CthuluHugs69: Oh, LOL.  Wow, okay.

Belle wanted to scream; maybe starting a stream today was a bad idea.  No, just relax, she told herself, forcing a smile on her face.  Discourse like this was normal; getting worked up would only give the masses fuel to antagonize her further.

iBelleieve: STOP.  Look, I told Snek to chill.  Everyone else needs to drop it, okay?  I’m about to turn on my cam, so let’s just enjoy a good stream and have fun!

CthuluHugs69: aight. sorry!  this gonna be a fun stream!

Chad Chaddington: I’ll donate $20 if you play the whole game with your feet.

Chad Chaddington: I belleieve in you.

GummyLad: lol bruh i wud pay 2 see that

Belle raised an eyebrow and shook her head.  How did people actually enjoy these brain-dead chats?  With a sigh, she readied her mic and turned on the camera, her face popping up in the bottom right hand side of the game screen.

“Hey, Belleievers!  Thanks for making my stream tonight!  I’m going to be starting Eldest Souls tonight.  Coming off of the Darkborne 3 playthrough I completed a few months back, I’m hoping my muscle memory will serve me well!”  She let out a soft laugh.  A few more viewers trickled in as she read the chat and started to engage with them.  “Am I wearing makeup?”  She asked.  “Have you ever seen a female streamer who doesn't wear makeup?  Let’s be real here,” she laughed, turning back to the screen as she hit start and went to the character creator.

As Belle began to make her character, she found her mind wandering.  That masturbation session from earlier felt so incredible; when was the last time pleasuring herself turned out so well?  Her mind drifted back to her interaction with Daniela from earlier as a pang of anxiety shot through her and spread through her chest.  In response, her nipples throbbed and ached.  Disjointed thoughts of cows, awful dreams, spurting milk, and the scent of fresh grass flooded her head.  She was caught halfway between a state of denial and accepting that some type of horrific, paranormal curse now afflicted her.  There was no way magic or curses could really exist, but there was also no way that her physical and mental changes, along with those ominous dreams, could be chalked up to some kind of weird birth control malfunction.

MistressOfMalice: Belle, are you okay?

H0racio: Are you having a stroke? WTF.

GummyLad: bro?

GummyLad: r u okay bro??? Lol

Chad Chaddington: TFW the 10th xanax hits

[MOD] SNEKuwu: Not funny.

[MOD] SNEKuwu: accusing someone of abusing drugs isn’t cool.

LeviJeagermanXX: does Belle do anime reactions??

Chad Chaddington: Dude, it’s a fucking joke.

LeviJeagermanXX: can u react to Attack on Titan on stream? Its the best anime ever made and u will get really popular if you react to AoT.

Belle snapped back to reality, blinking as she stared at her chat and then at the camera.  “Sorry about that!!  I have been mulling over whether I want to do, like…  A dexterity assassin build or go full sorcery and cosplay as a cute witch!  I didn’t mean to worry you, I just went into deep thought for a moment,” she laughed, trying to wave off the fact she froze up and glitched on screen.  Her breasts wouldn’t stop aching, and she internally begged for them to stop. It’s fine.  I can ignore them; the throbbing will stop, she told herself.

With that, she went through the character creator and started.  A cutscene played where the lore of the game was explained.  She could almost feel her brain glaze over as some aged, female voice exposited about great lords, an age of chaos, and igniting the river of souls that binds the land of Aurizia or something.  “Oh-- okay…  So, Queen Thymirra uses the river of souls to keep the realm she created bound together, so it doesn’t fall apart.  Wow, that’s pretty hardcore!  Those souls can’t even go to heaven or whatever?  If we freed them, would the world fall apart?  I’m guessing I’m going to have to make a tough choice later,” she laughed, feeling a bead of sweat drip from her face.  Forcing herself to pay attention and pretend she cared was more stressful than she would have expected.

H0racio: Free the souls; find a new world to live in.

MistressOfMalice: there’s no guarantee they would be able to find a new world to live in.  Queen Thymirra used the souls of horrible, condemned criminals anyway so who cares.

[MOD] TrapCard: Hey Belle

[MOD] TrapCard: Guys, Belle will figure out the lore as she plays.  Just be careful not to spoil anything, okay?  Going to delete a couple of comments.  No big deal, but just be more careful.

LeviJeagermanXX: please can u answer me if u will do attack on titan reactions at some point?  Its the best work of fiction ever made u have to watch it

Belle knew deep down that she needed to work on her anger, but she couldn’t help but feel a spark of rage light within her upon reading her chat.  Who was this douche to tell her what to do?  She was slaving away to provide entertainment and this guy comes in to start whining about some anime she doesn’t give a shit about.  Her initial reaction was to tell him off and proclaim that anime was geek shit, but that wouldn’t endear her to the masses.

“Hey!  Please don’t suggest new things for me to react to during a stream, okay?  I’m not interested in reacting to anime at this time and we’re here to play Eldest Souls,” she said with a fake smile plastered across her face.

GummyLad: pwnt lol

LeviJeagermanXX: please its really good. u will get so many viewers if you react aot

[MOD] TrapCard: You’re getting a three-day ban.

[MOD] SNEKuwu: Already beat you two it.  Gave him a week, though.

MistressOfMalice: Even better.

Chad Chaddington: Good.

H0racio: hey dont forget to read the item descriptions and messages on the ground

H0racio: you won’t understand the lore and story as well if you don’t

BeanBoi: i’m late, oh shit.

BeanBoi: what did I miss?

Chad Chaddington: To be fair, you have to have a really high IQ to understand Attack on Titan :^)

Belle fidgeted as her body continued to sweat.  So far, it wasn’t enough to be too noticeable on camera, mostly pooling on her back and below the waist.  The throbbing from her tits continued to aggravate her.  She wished she could adjust her bra or take it off, but there was no way in hell that was happening.  That same, dull pressure atop her head and at the base of her spine also continued.

“Okay, let’s get through this tutorial!”  Belle cheered, shoving her concerns into a corner of her mind as she pressed onward.  She shifted in her seat as her soft, supple ass overflowed from the sides.  Thankfully, no one could see anything below her chest regardles.  This should be easy; I’ve played these games before. She grinned, making her way through some easy enemies

She eventually found a shield as her eyes widened and she turned toward the camera.  “Oh, snap!  Guys, are you ready for parry goddess Belle?  Do you think I still have it in me to use my special move?” She giggled, referring to the fact her stream grew to know her as someone particularly good at the parry mechanic.

BeanBoi: DO IT!  Yessss, the goddess is back!

MistressOfMalice: :D

[MOD] TrapCard: Getting dejavu here.  You can do it!

Belle moved toward a low level enemy, the encouragement of her viewers in tow.  This should be easy, right?  This zombie guy attacked slowly.  “Going to parry your ass!  Sorry, dude!”  Belle stood in front of the enemy.  As the trash mob swung forward, a small twinge of panic shot through Belle.  She briefly hesitated before hitting the left trigger to swing her shield and parry.  However, the timing was off and the end result was her character taking a knife to the face.

What the hell? Belle winced, unsure of why she felt panicked.  It was just a low level enemy, but it almost seemed kind of scary.  “Just some rust, guys!  No big deal!”  She laughed.  Belle took a quick breath and readied herself again.  As the enemy approached, her heart rate picked up and an unusual flight instinct welled within her.  It was going to attack again, shouldln’t she run away?  No-- she couldn’t.  It was just a damn video game, she had done this before.  As the enemy pulled its hand back to ready a strike, adrenaline shot through Belle.  Without thinking, she hit the parry button too early and completely whiffed, receiving another knife to the face.  No!!!  What the fuck am I doing!? She trembled slightly, hitting the parry button again, this time too late as her health bar dropped to a quarter.

H0racio: what is she doing??

MistressOfMalice: …are you okay?  Panicking like this isn’t like you

[MOD] SNEKuwu: she’s been busy and she’s out of practice.  Leave her alone and don’t stress her out even more

Chad Chaddington: My bad.  She’s getting intimidated by my chad aura.

Chad Chaddington: Try mashing the parry button harder.  It hasn’t worked for you yet, but the 10th time’s the charm, right? Lolol

BeanBoi: you need to relax. These enemies are the easiest in the game to parry

Belle had parried plenty of enemies before.  She just needed to time it right and hit the button when the weapon swing started approaching.  Despite logically understanding this fact, she couldn’t stop the overwhelming wave of panic that washed over her.  She wanted to run away; she didn’t want this hideous zombie thing to attack the character she had painstakenly crafted.  Her hands trembled as she hit the parry button repeatedly, unable to do a thing.

‘YOU DIED’

The words appeared before her on the screen as she returned to a loading screen.  This was the worst thing that could have happened; everyone watched her flail around and fail to perform such a simple task.  Why can’t I do it?  What the hell is wrong with me!? She had to save face, her lips curling into an awkward smile as she scratched her head.  “Haha…  I guess streaming after a night of insomnia isn’t the best idea, huh?  I’m really sorry, guys!  I’m actually tired as hell right now, but I didn’t want to let you all down by canceling.”  The top of her head and tailbone pounded while she felt her sweaty tits press uncomfortably against the button-up top she got from Daniela.  Even though her clothes were tailored to accommodate her larger breasts, she felt that familiar straining sensation return, as if the thin cotton top was becoming less adequate by the second.  Belle’s vulva twitched and writhed as her panties dampened and stretched against her steamy nethers.

GummyLad: but even if u didnt sleep its just a tutorial enemy lol. Ur not very good at this game

MistressOfMalice: Cut it out.  Exhaustion can definitely cause easy enemies to be way harder like this.

MistressOfMalice: She has a life outside of games

Chad Chaddington: IDK, she kind of sucked there IMO. Is this one of those things where people clap and talk up a streamer’s skill because she’s hot?

[MOD] SNEKuwu: Do you want to be banned next?

Belle winced, wanting to scream at the comments, but she caught herself.  She returned to the spot she was in before and stared at the enemy.  I am not weak.  I am not below this.  I’m not scared. She wiped the sweat from her brow and took a few steps forward.  Despite the primal fear within her, she watched the weapon strike and used every shred of willpower to respond appropriately and get a successful parry.  A bright smile appeared on her face as she squealed in delight.  “See!?  I still got it!”  She laughed, killing the enemy as she continued onward.  Nothing could get in Belle’s way now; she was in complete control and refused to let a little mishap ruin the whole stream.

When she glanced at the stream chat, she saw more words of encouragement.  It seemed like the mood was shifting in her favor once more; an outcome she was excited to cultivate.  Belle pressed forward, carefully dispatching a few more enemies without worrying about parries as she finally made her way to the first boss of the game.  While initially confident as she stood before what was obviously a boss room, she received an immediate flashback to just a little bit ago, when she made a fool of herself trying to fight a damn trash mob.  Her hands trembled as a torrent of unwanted, instinct-driven thoughts crashed through her brain.  Fighting this boss would be stressful, do I have to do it?  I could end the stream early, right here…  I could just say I’m too tired, she told herself.  She didn’t want some boss frantically flailing a weapon at her while she had to protect her poor character from harm.

H0racio: first boss, less goooo!

GummyLad: come on u been standing there for like three minutes just fight the boss its super easy

H0racio: you got dis, Belle!

H0racio: don’t stress you can do it

[MOD] TrapCard: don’t push yourself if you really are too exhausted though.

[MOD] TrapCard: you don’t look too good tbh

BeanBoi: yeah you’re kinda sweating.  You good, girl?

“Yeah!  I’m fine!  I was just summoning some of my caffeine reserves for energy.  I promise it really does work that way, I read it on the internet somewhere,” Belle giggled, attempting to create a jovial atmosphere.  With that, she tentatively moved forward into the boss room.

A big, armored knight, at least twelve-feet tall, staggered in from the open doorway in the back, walking into the dilapidated room that resembled an armory one might find in a medieval castle.  At the bottom of the screen, an HP bar appeared with the name ‘Soldier of the Heavens, Richard’.  Immediately after, he clumsily staggered toward Belle’s character with a waraxe in each hand.

“I can do this!”  Belle cheered while internally screaming.  Why did she have to fight this thing?  It looked hard and scary.

 She stayed away from the boss, letting it swing at her and go through its move set as she kept a safe distance and tried to analyze its movements. Playing these games required patience and an ability to read the enemy’s moves and patterns.  However, when she tried to perform both feats, her mind glazed over before a solid strategy formed.  Okay-- okay, he’s going to do an overhand swing from the right? She did her best to repress her mounting fear, trying to make heads or tails of the boss’s pattern.  She was wrong;  Richard attempted a roundhouse kick instead.  Sweat continued to bead and roll down Belle’s neck as she took a slow breath  Okay, fine, fine…  Now he’s going to, uhh-- Her mind began to glaze over as she recalled the wondrous scent of grass as she fucked her boyfriend on the hiking trail.  It smelled so good at the time.  Would grass actually taste good, though?  Her tits and pussy ached as saliva pooled in her mouth.

“O-oh!”  Belle snapped back to reality, remembering she was supposed to be dodging and learning a new pattern.  She took a hit while rolling away and used one of her two healing flasks to restore it.  “Sorry, guys!  Okay-- I think I can do this.”  She saw her chat growing antsy; they didn’t want her to dodge around and ignore the fight forever.

She gulped and closed the gap, managing to land a couple of hits as Richard finished a long attack combo that left him open for a few seconds.  Okay, now he’s going to do the kick! She went to dodge behind the boss when he cocked his hand back and smacked Belle’s character in the head with his left-hand axe, knocking her to the ground as she lost more than half her health.

Belle trembled, rolling away as she used her only remaining healing item.  She had only done somewhere around 15% of the boss’s health in damage.  As the boss approached with a fast combo of attacks, Belle’s eyes widened in horror.  He’s a predator, run away, a voice in her subconscious screamed.  She then forced her character to frantically roll away and run, going back to avoid the attacks.

BeanBoi: DUDE!  Come on, you have to get in his face.  Are you really going to keep doing this forever?

MistressOfMalice: I know you need to read his patterns, but he only does like five attacks and they’re really slow.  You can literally get a couple of attacks in and dodge away after just about all of them.

Chad Chaddington: lmao.  Belle is terrified of Richard.

Chad Chaddington: Is she shaking?

BeanBoi: Yo, Belle IS shaking  And sweating.  What the hell man.

Chad Chaddington: She’s going to blame it on being tired any second now lol.

[MOD] SNEKuwu: I’m banning you for a month if you spout more shit.  This is part of Belle’s plan.  She’s learning the fight and then she’ll beat it.  All of you need to chill and stop acting like damn trolls.

Chad Chaddington: sorry uwu

Belle tried listening to MistressOfMalice’s advice.  Calm down-- calm the fuck down… She gritted her teeth and went in to attack, but fumbled the buttons and accidentally hit the input to use a healing item.  Since she had none left, her character went through a brief motion where she didn’t consume anything, and within that time frame, Richard slammed her right in the face.

‘YOU DIED’

Those words seared into Belle’s brain as she looked at them in horror.  “I-- I am going to try again!”  She insisted somewhat angrily as she went back without turning to look at the chat.  She went in and tried to recall the boss’s pattern but couldn’t seem to form a coherent train of thought.  Whenever she began to, her mind would glaze and fill with thoughts of how nice it would be to have her tits played with or to be fucked by a big, juicy cock.  It would be easier if I just giggled and acted like a ditz, right? She wondered, wincing as the boss smacked her around and forced her to use all of her healing items.  It wasn’t working; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t focus on remembering Richard’s patterns.  And then she simply tried to go in and attack on reflex, she trembled and fumbled the timing and inputs.

After dying to the boss twice, sweat completely soaked Belle’s shirt.  She wanted to die, having been unable to even get the first boss to half help.  “I-- I’m sorry, guys…  Just the exhaustion…”  She ignored an “i told you so” comment from Chad and made it to the boss room once more.  Her tits felt so tight; this top wasn’t doing the best job, was it?  Maybe she could concentrate if she was more physically comfortable.

If she were thinking clearly, she would have taken a five minute stream break to change her shirt.  However, her brilliant idea in the moment was to unfasten the top few buttons of her shirt, completely on camera.  As Belle did so, she let out a sigh of relief, her hefty tits pushing outward as a noticeable cleavage line presented itself to all of her viewers.  “Hehe, that’s more comfortable!”  Belle giggled without thinking.

Chad Chaddington: HOLY shit O_O dude.

H0racio: Belle, what are you doing?

H0racio: Seriously?  You’re above doing something like this for views.

Chad Chaddington: No, no, please continue down the path of the e-thot.  Had no clue how huge her tits were, man.

MistressOfMalice: Talking about women like that is fucking gross.  Have you considered she might just be hot?  You can even see her sweating.

BeanBoi: don’t worry, I can clearly see how hot she is.  Awoooga.

Chad Chaddington: Nice.

[MOD] SNEKuwu: Chad, you’re banned. I don’t tolerate misogyny.

Iron Waffle: Just got here…  yeah, I’m subbing lol

Belle refused to look at the chat as she continued to the boss with her cleavage exposed for the world to see.  She marched into the fight and continued her streak of panicking, dodging, and failing.  As she continued, her frustration mounted, every fiber of her being screaming for her to run away and take an easier way out.

She almost fell into a decent rhythm at one point, getting Richard down to ten percent health.  After another hit, she was sure the last one would end the fight.  “Just a little more-- a little more…” She whimpered as her heart pounded in her chest.  Just as she was about to win, a brief thought regarding how good it would feel to masturbate again after the stream entered Belle’s head led to her accidentally pressing the parry button instead of attacking.

Belle’s whole body shook as she stared at the ‘YOU DIED’ screen upon whiffing her attack and dying. An all-consuming wave of anguish.  “NOOOO!”  She growled in anger.  Suddenly, Belle’s nipples ached and spasmed, sending painful yet enjoyable electric zaps through her tender breasts.  “NOO-- ooohh-- mmmoooooo!”  She moaned, tilting her head back as her tits disobeyed.  Warm, creamy milk saturated her chest's tight fabric and bubbled out from the other side.

Chad Chadstein: HOLY FUCKING SHIT.  I’M WITNESSING A HISTORICAL EVENT HERE!

H0racio: Oh my god.  What the hell is happening?  Did you moo?  What the hell is this?  Belle, what are you doing?

Chad Chadstein: DID SHE MOO?  Is she a fucking cow!?  Holy shit!  Bruh, youtubers are going to have a field day with this!!  This is fucking awesome!

BeanBoi: I thought you were better than this.  I can’t support you if you’re going to put out weird smut like this.

BeanBoi: unsubbing

Iron Waffle: speak for yourself.  BROOOO, I’m gonna donate. 11/10 stream

GummyLad: what am i even looking at. Wat omgggg

[MOD] SNEKuwu: I’m banning you again, Chad.  I don’t tolerate ban evasion.











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