Rei sat in her gaming chair. Her knees were pulled up tight to her chest.
The room was dark. Lit only by the harsh, clinical glow of the ring light. It reflected off the black lens of the webcam. Looking like an unblinking mechanical eye waiting to judge her.
But the real pressure wasn't the light. It was the payload.
The Luv Pulse 3 was equipped. It sat heavy and deep inside her. The pink silicone tail pressed against her pubic bone. It was silent for now, but its presence was a constant, invasive reminder of the stakes.
[ SYSTEM STATUS ]
[ HARDWARE: CONNECTED ]
[ CHANNEL: NEET_FREAK ]
[ HEAT: 42% (PRE-HEATED) ]
"I'm going to throw up," Rei whispered behind her black surgical mask. "Nyx, my HUD is flashing 'Nausea.' That's a debuff."
Nyx stood in the corner. Fully materialized. Arms crossed. She looked like a producer backstage at a rock concert.
"Vomit is a niche category, dear, but it doesn't pay as well as vulnerability," Nyx said dryly. "You are trembling. Good. The camera loves a high frame rate of anxiety."
"I'm not acting!"
"Even better. Authenticity sells." Nyx pointed a sharp red fingernail at the monitor. "Hit the button. The mob is waiting."
Rei swallowed hard. Her hand shook as she hovered the mouse over the [ START STREAMING ] button on OBS. Above the button, her new overlay displayed her alias in bold, jagged neon font: NEET_FREAK.
She thought about the debt. She thought about her mom's tired face. Then she thought about the "Endurance XP" she had farmed last night.
I survived the convenience store, she told herself. I survived the Doppelgänger. This is just a Quick Time Event that lasts for two hours.
She clicked.
[ STATUS: LIVE ]
The screen flickered. The "On Air" tally turned red.
Silence.
Ten seconds passed. Rei held her breath until her lungs burned. The silence was agonizing. She felt like an absolute idiot sitting in the dark with a sex toy inside her, broadcasting her shame to absolutely no one.
Maybe no one will come. Maybe I'll stream to zero viewers and...
[ VIEWERS: 1 ]
Rika_Tan (MOD): FIRST! LETS GOOOO! NEET FREAK IN THE HOUSE!
Rei let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Rika. The ultimate hype man.
[ VIEWERS: 12... 45... 88... ]
They were filtering in. Attracted by the tag [JUST CHATTING] and the thumbnail Rika had made. A glitchy, pink-and-black image of a silhouette titled: System Failure. Don't look at me.
Chat:
P0tato_Aim: Neet Freak? Lmao nice name.
Anon23: mic check?
User88: Is that a pile of dirty laundry in the back
User88: Some "neat" freak you are. Clean your room lol.
GoonSquad_420: is this a silent stream?
Feet_Seeker: show feet.
Rei stared at the text. Her throat was dry as sandpaper. She felt small. Exposed. A prey animal caught in headlights.
Pixel_Perv: lol look at the HR monitor on the overlay. 140 bpm? is she having a heart attack?
GoonSquad_420: is this a silent stream? talk to us freak.
But then, her Data Breach skill flickered to life.
Red text appeared over the usernames. Revealing their hidden stats.
[ User88 ] -> [ TAG: NEGGING ] [ DESIRE: ATTENTION ]
[ GoonSquad_420 ] -> [ TAG: VOYEUR ] [ DESIRE: REACTION ]
They aren't monsters, Rei realized. Her eyes narrowed slightly behind the mask. They're mobs. They have aggro mechanics.
"Say something," Nyx's voice echoed in her head. "Establish the meta."
"H-hi," Rei squeaked. The microphone amplified the sound. Making her sound terrified. "I... I'm NEET_FREAK. Welcome to the... the basement."
Rika_Tan (MOD): Be nice to her chat. She's new. And very sensitive. ;)
BZZT.
The Lush vibrated.
It was a low, short pulse. A notification test from the app.
But because Rei was already edged to 42% Heat, the sensation hit her like a taser to the spine.
"Ah!" Rei gasped. Her back arched reflexively. Her knees knocked loudly against the desk.
The movement was small, but the camera caught it. The sudden jerk. The widening of her eyes.
The chat froze for a split second. Then it scrolled faster.
GoonSquad_420: wait.
System_Enjoyer: did she just jump?
Anon23: is that a toy?
Rika_Tan (MOD): !toy active. Tip menu in bio.
The floodgates opened.
[ USER 'Simp_Lord' TIPPED 100 BITS! ]
Message: Test.
BZZZZT.
The vibration dragged harsh and rough against her G-spot. It wasn't gentle. It was industrial.
Rei bit her lip. A high-pitched whimper escaped her mask. She squeezed her eyes shut. Gripping her shins.
It hurts, her body screamed.
"P-please," she stammered. Her voice trembling. "Don't... it tickles."
It pays, her Gamer Brain countered.
She looked at the HUD.
[ THIRST GENERATED: +10 ]
"P-please," she stammered again. She leaned into the mic. She made a choice then. She didn't try to hide it. She leaned into the tremble. "That... that was strong."
Chat:
System_Enjoyer: strong? that was 100 bits lol.
Anon23: she's not acting. look at her eyes.
GoonSquad_420: Break her.
[ USER 'Anon23' TIPPED 500 BITS! ]
[ USER 'GoonSquad_420' TIPPED 500 BITS! ]
BZZT-BZZT. BZZZZZZT.
The device ramped up. It wasn't just a hum anymore; it was a physical thrumming that rattled her teeth. The sensation flooded her pelvis. Turning the Heat into a roaring fire.
[ HEAT: 50% ]
[ STATUS: BRAINROT (INITIATING) ]
Rei buried her face in her arms. Shaking visibly. The pleasure was too sharp. Bordering on pain. But she rode it. She tanked it.
"Stop," she moaned into her knees. Muffling the sound. "It's too much... I can't..."
"Excellent," Nyx whispered from the shadows. "They like the prey response. But don't just take the damage, Rei. Monetize the defense."
Rei looked up. Her eyes watery. Her mascara slightly smudged. She looked directly at the camera lens.
She didn't glare. She pleaded. But she did it with the calculation of a sniper lining up a shot.
"You guys represent the System," she whispered. Her voice raspy. "You're... glitching me."
[ CRITICAL HIT: PARASOCIAL BOND ]
[ USER 'Whale_Watcher' TIPPED 1000 BITS! ]
Message: 10 seconds. Max settings. Let's see if you crash.
The toy revved like a chainsaw engine.
Rei cried out. Her legs kicked out involuntarily. "No! Not max! Please!"
But she didn't reach for the controls to turn it off. She gripped the desk. She dug her fingernails into the wood.
[ THIRST: +150... +300... +450 ]
Hold, she told herself. Tank the damage. 10 seconds is 1000 bits. That's 100 credits.
[ SYSTEM INTERVENTION: OVERCLOCKING ]
The vibration wasn't just internal. It radiated through her hips. Down her thighs. Making her toes curl. It felt heavy. Invasive.
THUMP-BUZZ. THUMP-BUZZ.
"Oh god," Rei gasped. Her head fell back. Exposing her throat to the camera. "It's... it's so loud!"
Chat:
Pixel_Perv: look at her shake. she's ruined.
User88: Look at the mess behind her. Dirty girl.
Rei couldn't read the chat anymore. Her vision was blurring.
[ HEAT: 60% ]
She was drowning in sensation. The shame of fifty strangers watching her fall apart was mixing with the pleasure. Creating a toxic, addictive cocktail.
She felt humiliated. She felt used.
And she was wetter than she had ever been in her life.
And she was making more money in five minutes than she usually made in a week.
"Please," she begged the camera lens. Tears streamed down her face. Soaking into her mask. "Someone make it stop. I'll do anything. Just make it stop."
[ BOSS ENCOUNTER ]
[ USER 'PayPig4Life' TIPPED 5000 BITS! ]
Message: Don't stop. Beg for more, Freak.
The donation alert sound—a loud, cheerful KA-CHING—echoed in the room like a gunshot.
Rei froze. 5000 bits.
She looked at the number. She looked at the camera.
The vibration cut out as the timer ended. Leaving her panting. Empty. Aching.
"Beg?" she whispered. Staring at the message.
She wiped her eyes. She looked at Nyx. Nyx nodded.
Rei leaned forward. Her eyes, glowing faintly amber with the rising Heat, locked onto the lens.
"You want me to beg?" she murmured. Her voice dropping to a hush that silenced the chat. "For 5000 bits... I'll do whatever the System tells me."
[ THIRST GENERATION: CRITICAL ]
[ AUDIENCE RETENTION: 100% ]
Nyx smiled from the corner.
"Good girl. Now we're playing the game."