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Hope you guys enjoy. Nothing major but was fun to write.", "writing": "Cam Boi:\nBy TerraMGP\n\n\t“Hey there simps. Look who’s on again.”\n\n\tThe scrawny chipmunk slipped into the large gamer chair. Cotton candy pink hair in two pigtails, tight crushing top with a heart cut out in the middle of the chest, striped leg socks and pleated skirt all tied together a look all too typical. The figure squirming into the chair giving a pair of peace signs framing an OwO face mask.\n\n\tAlready the chat was blowing up. Five dollar donations and crass faux flirtation which came off far more like a stream of perverse insults all streamed by faster than anyone could possibly read. The tarted up chipmunk giggled sweetly at each donation and recognized name while leaning in and planting a big mask-covered kiss on the cam before leaning back and wiggling into the chair once more.\n\n\t“Oh fuck, you losers rally want it today, huh? I bet you’re all sitting there stroking cocks and pussies and getting all worked up just to see lil old me having some fun. Looking to goon to a cute lil pixiestick?” The squirming figure grinned under the mask, wide enough that one could see a bit of fur moving even outside of the cloth. The skirt soon slipped up revealing a slender little shaft standing bright red and tipped with precum that started streaking down towards an over-full coinpurse package.\n\n\tCorri_Candy moaned. There was a little hit of power from that. A small shivering jolt of control everyone could see as the munk moaned and watched the funds climb to around one hundred dollars. A paw slipped under the desk to fish out a decent-sized dragon dildo. The twisted mass of semi-firm silicon wobbling a bit as it was slipped under the mask. It glided back and forth slowly, bits of drool and spittle peeking out from the mask and the toy as the munk all but fucked the toy along to slobber on it gazing deep into the camera as he did so.\n\n\tAnother ping, another donation.\n\n\tSofnDom: 1,000\n\n\tThe chipmunk looked at the message. It was one grand. US. None of that silly using a different currency nonsense. The message attached simply said “I want a private show. I have another for you if you give it to me.”\n\n\tCorri_Candy simply sat there. Comments once again sparking up though the chat window. Most incensed at this sudden intrusion. A cadre of what was likely to be mostly horny old men mocked the new comer. Most of them seemingly furious at the idea of taking away their fun for something so private. A few mocking the amount as absurd and some kind of scam.\n\n\tIt could be. Corri_Candy Didn‘t know how but it absolutely could be a scam. There was a risk. Then again there were a lot of risks with this. That was why it was so hot. It was as close as he ever got to seeking out any sort of real D/s style ‘fun‘. Something safe. Something hidden. Some little corner of self he could hide away in. One he certainly wouldn‘t have to surrender just by giving one pervert what they wanted. And if there was a risk?\n\n\t“Well then it seems like you little money bags will have to wait a little while then. Maybe find some other cute boys and jerk off while you wait. Or better yet, buy a few of my clips.” The munk did a peace sign before his face and slumped back in his chair shooting the chat a wink before pausing the stream, and moving things to a private room.\n\n\tOnce he got the voice-to-text set, Corri_Candy took a few breaths and leaned back into his chair, looking the webcam in the eye and fidgeting over the long, hard silence.\n\n\t“It’s a very cute toy.” The voice of his ‘benefactor’, or at least the girlish voice he’d chosen for the typed words. The munk boy blushed and glared at the camera feeling the sudden weight of the electronic eye on him.\n\n\t“Yeah, sorry no. My name is Corri_Candy to you pal, er lady. Somebody.” (Name muttered)\n\n\t“It’s name is toy, and it is a little faggot.” The synthetic girl voice said the words with a quiet lack of inflection. \n\n\tThe mechanical tone had no context, no soul. Yet Corri_Candy could still hear it. His imagination still filled the gaps in. His blush only grew harder as his brain caught up with the words. He hoped to hell that the face mask hid most of that shame along with the rest of his expression.\n\n\t“If toy wishes to get his little treat, then that’s the first rule. Toy is free to stop any time, but if it does, no pay. Does ‘it’ understand?”\n\n\tCorri_Candy Nodded slowly. He shivered and squirmed slumping back into his seat. The munk looked at the blank screen share image that filled where the cam on the other end would go. It was tempting to protest all the creepy bullshit going on. Tempting, but getting a grand for half an hour seemed like it was just too good to pass up.\n\n\t“Good. Now. Repeat. ‘It’s name is toy and it’s a worthless little faggot. While it does, spread those legs, slowly, and begin to stroke that cute cock for me.”\n\n\t“Oh come on, do I really have to do that? It’s embarrassing…” The shared screen switched to an image. Boys. He knew they were boys instantly. Cute boys. Girly boys. Made up blushing cosplaying boys in anime outfits wrapping pretty lacey gloved hands around each others cocks as the two shafts pushed up against each other and dripped thick ribbons of cum.\n\n\t“Toy will repeat its mantra. Toy will stroke its pretty ‘pixie stick’ for me.” The flat mechanical delivery of the words almost made it worse. Something about it all just sent shivers down his spine. It shouldn’t. All of this felt so wrong. The poor boy felt so very out of control as he spread his legs and tried to sink deeper into that twisted little persona. \n\n\t“You realize how fucked up this is, right?” The boy snapped. Even as he fell back into the chair. Even as his paw moved between his legs. A grand was a grand after all. Especially for something this simple. Just stroking. Just watching some porn he didn’t really like, not that anyone could guess from the way he presented. Just saying a few stupid words…\n\n\t“It’s name is toy and it’s a worthless little faggot.” he muttered. It was embarrassing. Really it would have been easier to just say he should ‘talk dirty and fuck his own ass’. Corri_Candy did that at least once every stream. But this was different. It was so stupid and silly. None of this made any sense. It wasn’t something a person should get off on. It wasn’t’ sexy, it was just idiotic. He wasn’t gay, he wasn’t even bi. He just liked getting guys to pay him for being cute and girly. Way better than slinging fries or sweeping a factory.\n\n\t It was strange how quickly Corri_Candy Found himself thinking of other things while his body took over. He was only barely aware of watching as the two fa- as the two boys on the screen traded nervous, sloppy kisses with each other. His hazy mind only just grasping the fact that there was some rhythm to this whole thing. A beat going on hidden deep within the repeated words set the pace as his paw rose and fell, rose and fell, Each jerk giving him fresh pleasure.\n\n\t“It’s name is toy and it’s a worthless faggot.” Corri_Candy caught a moan in the words. The femmy munk boy was no stranger to masturbating. He was exposed and on cam at least three times a week. Simply stroking his cock to such pretty boys as one bent the other over shouldn’t have had any impact on him.\n\n\t“Stop”\n\n\tThe paw opened. Corri_Candy felt his arm go limp. The cusp of pleasure swimming in his mind as he watched the pretty things in skirts humping and thrusting. He watched the more dominant of the two maids hammering a small, cute cock in and out of a flat boi ass over and over again. The chipmunk boi felt his own fingers curling ever so slightly. He felt his rump tense. Raw overwhelming pleasure hammered the back of his head while his body lay limp watching the spectacle. His body was crying out for more. More stimulation. Something to push his aching little package closer to release. \n\n\tCorri_Candy was dimly aware that he wasn’t in control of himself anymore. Some small prickle at the base of his brain screamed that he was in danger while the rest simply watched and throbbed and listened without understanding the words coming out of his computer. Every once in a while he’d catch himself repeating the same words he’d been told to say. They moved on their own now. No pause even as he tried to think of stopping. A dull droning repetition in time with his own hips bucking and his own paw yarning to return between his legs.\n\n\t“Good boy.” The synthesized voice cooed finally into the air around him. Cold and synthetic non-tones setting of every nerve the dimly aware munk had. “Good little object. Continue looking. Keep watching. Do you notice anything?”\n\n\tAt first he didn’t. Corri_Candy only saw the pretty fags on the screen. Kissing and grinding and humping like good dolls. The fact that it was more than one video, more than on image, did little to really dissuade his mind from what was looping around in it. Only long periods of dull dazed staring made him realize that there were other pictures as well. Familiar pictures. Of a simple chipmunk boy hanging out with his friends, or sitting on the bus to his classes or around the city. The familiar figure with face fully exposed looking for all the world to be utterly ‘normal’.\n\n\tBrian.\n\n\tThat was the name. His name. Not his handle. Whoever it was doing this knew who he was. Small slivers and splinters in the back of his head screamed that this should be horrible. This should be terrifying. But it wasn’t. It wasn’t able to be terrified. It was a dolly. A tool. A toy.\n\n\t“Stroke.” The mechanical voice commanded and soon Corri_Candy was once again able to pump. It, He, couldn’t resist. He didn’t wish to. It felt too good even with the implication of someone knowing just who it was on the other side of the screen. Someone knowing him beyond Corri_Candy. \n\n\t“That’s better. No need for that mask, is there? I already know what you look like. You want me to see that pretty face, don’t you?”\n\n\tCorri_Candy’s free paw was soon at the tip of the mask, pulling it down off of his ear and letting it fall to the side. The whole thing hanging off of one ear while he gazed dumbly at the camera. Stroking, nodding, whimpering. Utterly helpless and trapped in those few simple wonderful movements.\n\n\t“That’s a good toy. A good sissy. Good sissies may cum”\n\n\tJust like that, Brian was there again. Back in his own body. Paw sticky from his own seed. Jaw slack. Chest heaving. He looked at the camera in horror, shame, confusion, lust. He barely even noticed the thousand dollar deposited in the small private chat window. The video had stopped. The session ended. The videos, the pictures of himself. Everything was gone leaving the dazed cam boy alone and confused, ever so slightly scared. He glanced at the user name again. ‘SofnDom’. One last message plastered there under the second thousand dollar ‘donation’.\n\n\t“Hope you had fun. See you next time”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Cam Boi:
By TerraMGP

\t“Hey there simps. Look who’s on again.”

\tThe scrawny chipmunk slipped into the large gamer chair. Cotton candy pink hair in two pigtails, tight crushing top with a heart cut out in the middle of the chest, striped leg socks and pleated skirt all tied together a look all too typical. The figure squirming into the chair giving a pair of peace signs framing an OwO face mask.

\tAlready the chat was blowing up. Five dollar donations and crass faux flirtation which came off far more like a stream of perverse insults all streamed by faster than anyone could possibly read. The tarted up chipmunk giggled sweetly at each donation and recognized name while leaning in and planting a big mask-covered kiss on the cam before leaning back and wiggling into the chair once more.

\t“Oh fuck, you losers rally want it today, huh? I bet you’re all sitting there stroking cocks and pussies and getting all worked up just to see lil old me having some fun. Looking to goon to a cute lil pixiestick?” The squirming figure grinned under the mask, wide enough that one could see a bit of fur moving even outside of the cloth. The skirt soon slipped up revealing a slender little shaft standing bright red and tipped with precum that started streaking down towards an over-full coinpurse package.

\tCorri_Candy moaned. There was a little hit of power from that. A small shivering jolt of control everyone could see as the munk moaned and watched the funds climb to around one hundred dollars. A paw slipped under the desk to fish out a decent-sized dragon dildo. The twisted mass of semi-firm silicon wobbling a bit as it was slipped under the mask. It glided back and forth slowly, bits of drool and spittle peeking out from the mask and the toy as the munk all but fucked the toy along to slobber on it gazing deep into the camera as he did so.

\tAnother ping, another donation.

\tSofnDom: 1,000

\tThe chipmunk looked at the message. It was one grand. US. None of that silly using a different currency nonsense. The message attached simply said “I want a private show. I have another for you if you give it to me.”

\tCorri_Candy simply sat there. Comments once again sparking up though the chat window. Most incensed at this sudden intrusion. A cadre of what was likely to be mostly horny old men mocked the new comer. Most of them seemingly furious at the idea of taking away their fun for something so private. A few mocking the amount as absurd and some kind of scam.

\tIt could be. Corri_Candy Didn‘t know how but it absolutely could be a scam. There was a risk. Then again there were a lot of risks with this. That was why it was so hot. It was as close as he ever got to seeking out any sort of real D/s style ‘fun‘. Something safe. Something hidden. Some little corner of self he could hide away in. One he certainly wouldn‘t have to surrender just by giving one pervert what they wanted. And if there was a risk?

\t“Well then it seems like you little money bags will have to wait a little while then. Maybe find some other cute boys and jerk off while you wait. Or better yet, buy a few of my clips.” The munk did a peace sign before his face and slumped back in his chair shooting the chat a wink before pausing the stream, and moving things to a private room.

\tOnce he got the voice-to-text set, Corri_Candy took a few breaths and leaned back into his chair, looking the webcam in the eye and fidgeting over the long, hard silence.

\t“It’s a very cute toy.” The voice of his ‘benefactor’, or at least the girlish voice he’d chosen for the typed words. The munk boy blushed and glared at the camera feeling the sudden weight of the electronic eye on him.

\t“Yeah, sorry no. My name is Corri_Candy to you pal, er lady. Somebody.” (Name muttered)

\t“It’s name is toy, and it is a little faggot.” The synthetic girl voice said the words with a quiet lack of inflection.

\tThe mechanical tone had no context, no soul. Yet Corri_Candy could still hear it. His imagination still filled the gaps in. His blush only grew harder as his brain caught up with the words. He hoped to hell that the face mask hid most of that shame along with the rest of his expression.

\t“If toy wishes to get his little treat, then that’s the first rule. Toy is free to stop any time, but if it does, no pay. Does ‘it’ understand?”

\tCorri_Candy Nodded slowly. He shivered and squirmed slumping back into his seat. The munk looked at the blank screen share image that filled where the cam on the other end would go. It was tempting to protest all the creepy bullshit going on. Tempting, but getting a grand for half an hour seemed like it was just too good to pass up.

\t“Good. Now. Repeat. ‘It’s name is toy and it’s a worthless little faggot. While it does, spread those legs, slowly, and begin to stroke that cute cock for me.”

\t“Oh come on, do I really have to do that? It’s embarrassing…” The shared screen switched to an image. Boys. He knew they were boys instantly. Cute boys. Girly boys. Made up blushing cosplaying boys in anime outfits wrapping pretty lacey gloved hands around each others cocks as the two shafts pushed up against each other and dripped thick ribbons of cum.

\t“Toy will repeat its mantra. Toy will stroke its pretty ‘pixie stick’ for me.” The flat mechanical delivery of the words almost made it worse. Something about it all just sent shivers down his spine. It shouldn’t. All of this felt so wrong. The poor boy felt so very out of control as he spread his legs and tried to sink deeper into that twisted little persona.

\t“You realize how fucked up this is, right?” The boy snapped. Even as he fell back into the chair. Even as his paw moved between his legs. A grand was a grand after all. Especially for something this simple. Just stroking. Just watching some porn he didn’t really like, not that anyone could guess from the way he presented. Just saying a few stupid words…

\t“It’s name is toy and it’s a worthless little faggot.” he muttered. It was embarrassing. Really it would have been easier to just say he should ‘talk dirty and fuck his own ass’. Corri_Candy did that at least once every stream. But this was different. It was so stupid and silly. None of this made any sense. It wasn’t something a person should get off on. It wasn’t’ sexy, it was just idiotic. He wasn’t gay, he wasn’t even bi. He just liked getting guys to pay him for being cute and girly. Way better than slinging fries or sweeping a factory.

\t It was strange how quickly Corri_Candy Found himself thinking of other things while his body took over. He was only barely aware of watching as the two fa- as the two boys on the screen traded nervous, sloppy kisses with each other. His hazy mind only just grasping the fact that there was some rhythm to this whole thing. A beat going on hidden deep within the repeated words set the pace as his paw rose and fell, rose and fell, Each jerk giving him fresh pleasure.

\t“It’s name is toy and it’s a worthless faggot.” Corri_Candy caught a moan in the words. The femmy munk boy was no stranger to masturbating. He was exposed and on cam at least three times a week. Simply stroking his cock to such pretty boys as one bent the other over shouldn’t have had any impact on him.

\t“Stop”

\tThe paw opened. Corri_Candy felt his arm go limp. The cusp of pleasure swimming in his mind as he watched the pretty things in skirts humping and thrusting. He watched the more dominant of the two maids hammering a small, cute cock in and out of a flat boi ass over and over again. The chipmunk boi felt his own fingers curling ever so slightly. He felt his rump tense. Raw overwhelming pleasure hammered the back of his head while his body lay limp watching the spectacle. His body was crying out for more. More stimulation. Something to push his aching little package closer to release.

\tCorri_Candy was dimly aware that he wasn’t in control of himself anymore. Some small prickle at the base of his brain screamed that he was in danger while the rest simply watched and throbbed and listened without understanding the words coming out of his computer. Every once in a while he’d catch himself repeating the same words he’d been told to say. They moved on their own now. No pause even as he tried to think of stopping. A dull droning repetition in time with his own hips bucking and his own paw yarning to return between his legs.

\t“Good boy.” The synthesized voice cooed finally into the air around him. Cold and synthetic non-tones setting of every nerve the dimly aware munk had. “Good little object. Continue looking. Keep watching. Do you notice anything?”

\tAt first he didn’t. Corri_Candy only saw the pretty fags on the screen. Kissing and grinding and humping like good dolls. The fact that it was more than one video, more than on image, did little to really dissuade his mind from what was looping around in it. Only long periods of dull dazed staring made him realize that there were other pictures as well. Familiar pictures. Of a simple chipmunk boy hanging out with his friends, or sitting on the bus to his classes or around the city. The familiar figure with face fully exposed looking for all the world to be utterly ‘normal’.

\tBrian.

\tThat was the name. His name. Not his handle. Whoever it was doing this knew who he was. Small slivers and splinters in the back of his head screamed that this should be horrible. This should be terrifying. But it wasn’t. It wasn’t able to be terrified. It was a dolly. A tool. A toy.

\t“Stroke.” The mechanical voice commanded and soon Corri_Candy was once again able to pump. It, He, couldn’t resist. He didn’t wish to. It felt too good even with the implication of someone knowing just who it was on the other side of the screen. Someone knowing him beyond Corri_Candy.

\t“That’s better. No need for that mask, is there? I already know what you look like. You want me to see that pretty face, don’t you?”

\tCorri_Candy’s free paw was soon at the tip of the mask, pulling it down off of his ear and letting it fall to the side. The whole thing hanging off of one ear while he gazed dumbly at the camera. Stroking, nodding, whimpering. Utterly helpless and trapped in those few simple wonderful movements.

\t“That’s a good toy. A good sissy. Good sissies may cum”

\tJust like that, Brian was there again. Back in his own body. Paw sticky from his own seed. Jaw slack. Chest heaving. He looked at the camera in horror, shame, confusion, lust. He barely even noticed the thousand dollar deposited in the small private chat window. The video had stopped. The session ended. The videos, the pictures of himself. Everything was gone leaving the dazed cam boy alone and confused, ever so slightly scared. He glanced at the user name again. ‘SofnDom’. One last message plastered there under the second thousand dollar ‘donation’.

\t“Hope you had fun. See you next time”
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