The Broadcast Where Bad Words Are Allowed (2)
I woke up after sleeping for what felt like forever. The time was around four in the afternoon. I'd planned to buy bras and office wear, but moving my body felt way too exhausting. The most noticeable change was this chest of mine—I still had no idea what cup size it was. My shoulders and lower back were already aching like crazy.
'Still, I should go buy them. I can't keep wearing men's clothes forever.'
I cinched the waistband of my sweatpants as tight as possible until they finally fit around my hips, then threw on one of the oversized jerseys I'd worn as a guy.
'Let's see… I need underwear and office outfits, so a white button-up, a fitted skirt, and some stockings should do it, right?'
While I was at it, I checked my bank balance. There was only about a hundred thousand won in the account. I'd assumed the donation money would hit my account right away, but apparently they settle and transfer it on specific dates.
'What am I supposed to do…'
After thinking it over, I decided to keep wearing the office look until the settlement came through.
'Yep, I'm a genius.'
Before stepping into the lingerie store, I had a quick thought.
'They won't think it's weird that I'm wearing clothes that don't fit, right?'
If I needed an excuse, I could just say I was wearing my boyfriend's clothes. That should work. Satisfied with my decent-sounding cover story, I walked into the store.
It was my first time in a women's lingerie shop, and the place had underwear displayed so openly it was almost obscene. Watching the women casually browsing made my face burn with embarrassment.
"Looking for anything in particular, miss?"
"Ah, um, no… I…"
I had no idea what size I needed, so I didn't know what to pick. Plus, the fact that I was a guy-turned-girl picking out underwear and talking to another woman made my heart pound like it was about to explode.
"Um…"
"Are you okay, miss?"
"I don't know my size!!"
"Ah, I see~ Would you mind coming over here for a moment?"
The employee immediately brought out a measuring tape and wrapped it around my chest in one smooth motion.
"..."
That strange feeling hit me again. If I'd still been a guy, I probably would've gotten hard.
"Are you alright?"
"Ah… yes…"
"You're a 70H."
"Whoa! So I'm an H-cup?"
I didn't really understand the number part, but H-cup? Just how big were these things?
"That's right."
"They're huge…"
"We only have one set in 70H. I'll go get it for you. Please wait."
While the employee was gone, I really wanted to properly feel up these massive breasts. But there were too many people around, so I decided to save it for later.
"Here you are, miss. Please try it on."
The moment I stepped into the fitting room, I yanked off my top and started groping my chest nonstop.
"Hngh…"
A moan slipped out before I could stop it.
'They're insanely soft… What would it feel like to have sex with a girl who has breasts like these…'
My hand naturally drifted downward.
"Haaang!"
A tingling thrill shot through my entire body, raising goosebumps everywhere.
"Miss? Are you okay in there?!"
The moan must have been loud, because the employee knocked on the fitting room door.
"I'm fine! Sorry…"
It was a shame, but I'd continue at home. For now, I decided to try on the underwear.
I first stripped off the oversized jersey and the sweatpants I'd barely managed to cinch at the waist, then pulled off my boxer briefs. Before putting on the new pair, I ran my fingers over the soft pink women's panties, savoring the silky texture.
'Holy shit, these are soft.'
Touching them felt great, but the thought of actually wearing them myself required some serious mental preparation.
'I'm a guy. Wearing women's panties. I'm a guy. Wearing women's panties…'
No. No. This was necessary for streaming. I had no choice.
'Yeah… no choice…'
I slipped on the women's panties and ran my hands over them, feeling the fabric against my skin. It felt like I was masturbating while wearing them, which sent another wave of strange arousal through me.
'...'
I quickly tried to calm myself down and picked up the bra. It felt stiff, almost like there was cardboard inside.
'But how the hell do you put a bra on?!'
No matter how much I struggled and grunted, I couldn't figure it out. With no other choice, I cracked open the fitting room door and poked just my head out to call the employee.
"I'm sorry… but how do you put on a bra?"
"Excuse me?!"
I knew I'd get some weird looks, but there was nothing I could do about it.
"Could you help me a little…"
"Alright…"
Luckily, the employee kindly showed me how to wear it.
"You do it like this."
"Thank you…"
Once I had the bra on, it squeezed my body so tightly it felt uncomfortable. I'd just take it off at home.
"Is something wrong, miss?"
"No, no. Thank you so much. I'll take three of the same kind, please."
"That'll be 120,000 won."
"What?! Why is it so expensive?"
It was completely different from men's underwear.
"Pardon…? This is actually the cheapest option we have."
"Sorry. I'll just pay for the one I'm wearing right now."
"Understood."
While she was ringing me up, I spotted some black stockings on display.
"I'll take these too, please."
"Alright. Your total comes to 47,000 won."
With the black stockings in hand, still wearing the uncomfortably tight bra squeezing my chest and the unfamiliar triangle-cut panties, I headed straight to the clothing store right across the way.
"Welcome~"
"Ah… I'm here to buy a white button-up shirt and a black skirt. For an office look…"
I kept my head down and spoke in a tiny, ant-like voice.
"Perfect timing. We have some shirts and skirts on sale. What's your size?"
"Um… I don't really know…"
"Shall I bring you something that should fit?"
"Yes, please."
I took the white shirt and black skirt into the fitting room and stripped off what I'd been wearing.
"..."
Seeing myself in the pink bra and pink panties looked incredibly lewd.
'This is driving me insane. For real.'
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and somehow managed to suppress the rising arousal.
'Let's start with the shirt.'
I'd worn button-ups plenty of times as a guy, so I slipped it on without any trouble. Once it was on, though, my chest was so tightly squeezed that the buttons looked like they might pop off any second.
"Um, excuse me…"
I opened the door just enough to stick my head out again.
"Yes?"
"My chest is way too tight in this…"
"Ah~ Then I'll bring you one size up."
The larger size was still a bit uncomfortable around the chest, but everything else fit perfectly, so I decided to go with it.
"Whew…"
Now came the long-awaited moment—the skirt.
'Just think of it as wrapping a blanket around yourself. A blanket. A blanket.'
The skirt was made of stretchy material, so it clung perfectly to my body. I wanted to see how it looked, so I looked down and turned this way and that, but my chest blocked most of the view.
'Ugh, whatever.'
I stepped out of the fitting room and looked at myself in the full-length mirror.
"Wow…"
The moment I saw myself in the chest-hugging white shirt and the black skirt that perfectly accentuated my wide hips, a gasp of admiration escaped me.
'This is really me…'
When I streamed later, I'd add the black stockings on top of this…
'This is gonna be fucking insane.'
I couldn't control the excitement I felt looking at my transformed body.
"Miss, that looks amazing on you~"
The employee even clapped and gave me an enthusiastic reaction.
"I'll—I'll pay right now! How much is it?"
I wanted to get home as fast as possible so I could keep touching this body.
"Your total is 30,000 won. You're really lucky, miss. We don't usually discount this much."
"Great! I'll pay right away."
Back in my small one-room apartment. The second I got inside, I stripped off every piece of clothing and collapsed naked onto the bed.
'I can't hold back anymore!'
I started kneading my breasts roughly.
'Whoa… they're so fucking squishy.'
Squeezing them hard hurt a bit, but the sheer volume felt so good that I squeezed even harder.
"Hngh…!"
Out of curiosity, I lightly brushed a finger over my nipple. A sharp jolt ran through me. The stimulation was so intense I could only manage gentle strokes.
"Haaah…"
Finally, it was time to touch the part I'd been wanting to play with the most—my pussy.
"..."
It was already slick, as if covered in arousal fluid.
"Wow…"
So this is how much girls get wet when they're turned on. Wanting a better look, I switched my phone to selfie mode and used it like a hand mirror.
'It's pink… so fucking hot…'
This slightly protruding part was probably the clitoris. When I touched it lightly, it felt quite wet. I swallowed nervously.
From all the hentai I'd read, the clitoris was supposed to be a major erogenous zone. I stroked upward with my fingers, and my whole body shivered.
"Mmmh!"
When I applied a little more pressure, heat began to bloom in my lower belly.
"Haa…"
Craving stronger stimulation, I took a deep breath and slid a finger inside.
"Haa…. Haaahh….!!!"
My body grew hotter and hotter. Unlike when I was a guy, it didn't feel like I was about to cum—instead, the burning heat just kept building. The more it grew, the more frustrated I became. I explored every inch with my other hand, but it still wasn't enough.
"..."
I started feeling tired, so I stopped masturbating. The disappointment was as big as the excitement had been.
'Hmm…'
After trying both male and female masturbation, I'd come to a conclusion. Being a guy felt better.
So the whole "I'm gonna cum~" thing was just hentai fiction after all.
'What a shame…'
Still, that slow-building heat had been strangely enjoyable in its own way. I decided to try again later. For now, I was getting hungry, so I ordered a burger. My bank account was tight, but once the settlement hit, I'd be rich anyway.
"Haa…"
But the afterglow from masturbating lingered for a really long time. I still felt hot all over.
'Maybe I should touch myself a little more?'
A little while later, the burger arrived. I hurriedly pulled on the boxer briefs from the floor and opened the door.
"!!!"
The delivery guy froze, staring straight at my chest with wide eyes.
'Why's he looking at me like that?'
"Uh, have a good day!"
Only after he closed the door did I realize.
'I'm a girl right now!'
A girl had just answered the door wearing nothing but panties to accept a burger delivery.
'.....'
That guy must've been thrilled. Getting a raw, unobstructed view of H-cup tits. I bet he'd brag to his friends and use the memory for a quick jerk-off session later.
It wasn't that I was attracted to men. Even though I'd become a woman, my mind was still that of a guy. It was just the situation itself that had my heart racing.
'What the hell is wrong with this body?! Even after masturbating, I still feel unsatisfied and keep wanting to touch myself!'
I told myself to stop. I was hungry, so I should just eat the burger…
'Just a little more. Since I've already started, I might as well finish. Yeah…'
Some time later… I was squatting on the floor, picking at a cold burger. Every time I took a bite of the icy-cold patty, an inexplicable sense of self-loathing and emptiness washed over me.
'Reality check hitting hard… So girls get post-nut clarity too, huh? Fuck…'
The next day, I stood in front of the bathroom mirror wearing only my underwear, striking poses like a model.
'I'm gorgeous…'
The reflection showed a woman with huge breasts, a perfect figure, and a flawless face. Honestly, it felt like any random guy walking by would agree to have sex with me with a 100% success rate.
But unlike in hentai, you couldn't just jump straight into it in real life—there were worries about pregnancy and STDs. And while doing it with another woman might be okay, doing it with a guy felt… off.
'For now, I'll just satisfy myself by streaming!'
I washed my face and, for the first time in a while, shampooed my hair. Having hair that reached all the way to my waist made it a real pain to wash.
'How long does it even take to dry…'
Drying my hair turned out to be way more annoying than I'd expected. After finally finishing, I slathered a ton of lotion on my face. Having a body like this made me want to take better care of it.
I picked up the shirt and skirt I'd bought yesterday, and just like that, I was horny again.
"Ah…"
Should I masturbate just a little more?
'No… I need to stream.'
Putting on the stockings was harder than I thought. I struggled and grunted until I finally managed to pull them up.
"Ugh…"
Just putting on one pair of stockings left me completely drained. I then put on the white shirt and black skirt and stood in front of the bathroom mirror. With the black stockings added, I looked twice as sexy as I had yesterday.
The constant thoughts of masturbating made me turn on the stream in a hurry.
"....."
For some reason, I felt excited.
This time, I moved the phone mount to my desk and sat down to stream properly.
"Is it on?"
'What the hell? Why is the reaction so explosive?!'
I checked the viewer count.
"Five hundred viewers?!"
"M-meme post??? Hang on, let me check the community real quick."
The community concept posts (the ones with the most upvotes) were flooded with threads about me.
Almost every post was straight-up sexual harassment.
I scrolled down and found the original concept post that started it all: 'Yesterday's Legendary Streamer......'
I decided to click on the post.