Soulstreamer Finale

*Lucy

“Thank you for the donations Ben and Josh! Your support is SUPER helpful and means the WORLD to me. You guys are the best!” 

LucyVixx smiled into the camera with a mixed warmth and sexiness that melted hearts and stirred the fantasies of nearly everyone who saw it. In recent months, she’d rocketed to the very highest peaks of popularity and was still growing in viewers and subscribers daily. With a strong presence on virtually every social media platform and an obscenely inexpensive onlyfans account, she easily made her living doing whatever she loved and fancied at the time. Her gaming streams were constantly averaging over 50,000 viewers and had peaked at over two million views at a time on several special occasions.

Anyone who saw the busty, pink-haired doll was instantly smitten, and there was a general consensus that she had an almost otherworldly charm despite being what should have been just another e-girl twitch thot. Some people gushed about how they would die for her on reddit while others raged against her very existence, trying constantly and desperately to find something wrong with her so that they could justify their animosity towards the beautiful young woman with something other than raw jealousy. No matter where she was or what she did, LucyVixx was living glamorously on the praise and profitability of 8,000,000+ followers.

She continued streaming her way through a loss in League of Legends despite carrying her team almost to victory with an impressive set of maneuvers that would have worked had her other team members been closer to her own level. Several people were pouring in to console and reassure her that the loss wasn’t her fault while others argued whether she would have been better off playing Annie instead of Cassiopeia. These sorts of squabbles were common, and she largely ignored them until they grew large enough to become a distraction from the stream, at which point she would simply remind her viewers to be nice and that they were there to have fun, wooing them either with her perfect s

mile or her massive, perfectly rounded cleavage.
“You are literally a goddess. I only seek to defend you, my queen.” Said Renosaviorx1x.

“Lost in your boobs LV dm me plz I have something to show you.” Said 4daEmprah187.

“Lucy could we have a little treat plz???” Begged DrBongo1989.

Almost instantly the chat erupted into a wave of simping and admonishments for said worshippers, with a frequent viewer named Isochron_Scepter jumping in to apologize for the collective’s idiotic and desperate behavior.

It was the comment after however that caught her eye. ShadowsRose86 was present as usual, and had begun chewing the other viewers out for their behavior.

“u losers need 2 fuckong stop okay shes not going 2 fuck you lol so desperate. maybe if u want 2 see her tits so bad u culd go pay for it on OG” 

Lucy smiled a wicked, honey sweet smile.

“Hey Beeeeex~” She singsonged into her custom LV-Pink headset that she’d gotten for free from a company that sponsored her in return for advertising their newest products. 

“I don’t mind if the chat gets a little risqué now and then, but I can’t just be showing off the goods for free you know.” Lucy replied, adorably shrugging her shoulders and inadvertently squeezing her plastic HH cups together, emphasizing their size even more. “Buuuut…..if *you* were looking for a quick tease, I’d be more than happy to put on a little show.” She said, grinning.

After a venerable horde of comments imploring, begging, screaming in all caps, and even threatening for her to say yes, ShadowsRose86 did eventually reply with a cringey but definitive “yes mommy UwU” to an inaudible roar of approval and celebratory responses as well as a unanimous groan of disgust from the verbiage used.

Lucy grinned devilishly into the camera and began gyrating sensually, letting out tiny gasps and sexual coos while gratuitously fondling her firm, heavy jugs through her girly pink top, periodically sliding her hands down her trim and tiny waist to both show off how skinny and trim it was in comparison to her large chest, and to “accidentally” tug it down bit by bit until the barest bit of her areolas breached the top of her shirt, teasing her thick, pudgy nipples underneath. She maintained safe streaming protocol by not revealing herself any further but by then she didn’t have to. Her nipples were already so hard that they poked effortlessly through the fabric as it just so happened to darken around them. 

LucyVixx bit her lip and sighed into the camera, breathing away the horniness as she pulled her top back up. She was getting too amped up over a simple tease and didn’t want to risk getting admonished by the server mods for pornographic content or overly sexualized behavior, even though she knew all too well that she was too valuable to them to get anything more than a slap on the wrist for it.

“Alright guyyyyys….It’s about time for me to call it a night. Check out my instagram for updates on my trip to Times Square tomorrow and don’t forget to like and subscribe if you haven’t already.  Goodnight everyone….byyyyeeeeee.” She said, and logged off.
Lucy tossed herself onto the luxurious 5 star hotel bed and smiled up at the ceiling, thinking not about her trip or the lavish lifestyle that she now enjoyed, but about the effect that her little performance had on her oldest childhood friend. With a contented, luxuriated sigh, she slipped her lacey panties to the side and began gently fucking herself to facebook pictures of a dumpy, neckless blob of a girl.

"I love you Bex!" She moaned into the Ritzy suite.

"I'll ALWAYS LOVE YOU!"

*Becky

Becky Balbricker was, in every negative sense of the phrase “That Girl.” Despite being obnoxious and insecure, she clung to an unearned sense of self importance that drove each and every person who saw her on the regular up the proverbial wall. 

Physically, she was hideous to all but the most desperate but that never stopped the crass, snorting loser from desperately throwing herself at anyone she thought would sleep with her. Most were immediately and awkwardly repulsed by her advances but every once in a while, some sex-starved neckbeard would fondle the tiny, flabby pancake breasts that drooped weakly on top of her disproportionately massive belly before she dragged him off to her room to have sex.

She’d been experiencing increasingly long periods in between one night stands over time for a multitude of reasons. The first and most obvious of which was the fact that Becky was nothing but drama. Any man stupid enough to have sex with her would immediately regret it given how quickly and how often the grossly apple-shaped girl would claim that she was pregnant. No one could really tell how much even she believed it, but the general consensus was that she was completely full of shit. At one point she had made a gigantic fuss claiming that a man took advantage of her while she was drunk and knocked her up, only to have everyone she tried to convince tell her that the guy in question had left the house after she’d gotten sloppy drunk and passed out on the couch after flashing her lopsided tits and weirdly tiny nipples to the entire group.

Pregnancy drama aside, Becky was notoriously gross on many levels. She was constantly damp with sweat and had skin with the consistency of hot bologna. She She was disgustingly hairy beneath her clothes and on three separate occasions caused someone to bleed by accidentally cutting them with her thick, jagged toenails. Sometimes, in an attempt to come off as kinky and sexually available, she would gush about her kinks regardless if who was in the room at the time. At one point, she’d wrongly assumed that one of her 5 roommates’ siblings was of legal age and pulled down her pants to show off her pink, Amy Rose inspired buttplug to what turned out to be a very upset 16 year old and never quite lived it down.

Despite claiming to be good friends with celebrities and INSISTING that she had the power to transform into a werehog under the light of a blood moon (which she could also not define when asked), the one weird claim to fame that she WAS able to consistently prove was that she was friends with world famous streamer and model LucyVixx. 

Apparently, the two of them had been friends all throughout childhood before Victoria Duke changed her name and moved on in life due to success. Even so, every time Becky logged on and started chatting with the internet superstar, LucyV really *did* respond to her by name, or at least close enough to it to convince the skeptics. It was almost solely for this reason that her current landlord and roommate, a fat fedora-tipping nerd named Brian even kept her around against the wishes of the other denizens of the cramped 3-bedroom apartment. Aside from the periodic and guilty sexual encounter, she had him convinced that one day, she would be able to score him some one on one time with his absolute dream girl and object of sexual obsession. Though as time continued to pass with nothing to show for his patience and feeling no closer to his gaming goddess, that promise was beginning to fall on deaf ears and with it, Becky moved closer and closer to eviction.

She knew this, but simply refused to do anything about it or change her ways, opting instead to blame everyone else for her problems while she shamelessly watched porn on the living room tv or fell asleep on the couch with her hand down her pants and a sleazy vampire romance novel lying on the floor. While Becky had a talent for finding new and ridiculous ways to blame others for her lack of grace or employment, it was Lucy herself that Becky raged about the most. The scrawny-legged fat girl would incoherently snarl for hours on end about how Lucy was a stuck up bitch who ruined her life, but could never explain how or why. Sometimes she claimed that the superstar was jealous and creepily obsessed with her despite only making minor acknowledgements on stream. Other times, Lucy was a witch who used some form of demon magic to curse her, but the “magic” was very often something taken straight out of an anime or boom series that Becky had just gotten into. Even with the entire house telling her she was being ridiculous and crazy, Becky was absolutely ADAMANT that virtually every problem in her life was the direct result of a world famous e-thot’s meddling. Even while religiously watching the girl’s gaming channel and masturbating herself into a large, smelly puddle of squirted ejaculate as was the norm when Becky orgasmed, she virulently, sometimes violently refused to let go of her ironclad belief that were it not for some conspiratorial food poisoning or subliminal hypnosis efforts, Becky would have grown up to be Lucy, and Lucy would have been Becky. 

But as usual, no one ever listened to the ugly fat girl with the nasally voice and obnoxious attitude no matter how much she raged over her supposed situation. To everyone around her, Becky was just some cringey, furry weeb with a disgusting fascination with sex, and the only consolation in her entire miserable world was her hopeless devotion to the idea that her famous childhood friend was completely obsessed with her.

Left alone with her computer and nothing to show for her life, Becky did as she always did before bed: shove a vibrator into her hairy, sagging pussy and buzz herself stupid to the absolute perfection that was LucyVixx.