Yoga Stream Followed by Cake Mukbang (1)

Inside the gym. Ga-eun unnie and Aram, who had arrived first, greeted us warmly.

“Tteongi-nim, Danbalqueen-nim, welcome~”

“Hey kids~ Nothing weird happen yesterday, right?”

“Nice to see everyone.”

I spoke with a slightly sulky expression.

“Feels like something bad’s gonna happen today…”

“Don’t worry. We’re not going too hard today.”

“Really?”

Then could today’s workout stream just be a free meal ticket?

“Aram, I’ll type the title for you, so go ahead and start the stream. I’ll change and come right out.”

“Yes ma’am!”

“Oh, and in the stream title, add that we’re doing a cake mukbang at lunch too.”

“Hello everyone~ Welcome. Tteongi-nim just went to change her clothes.”

“And Ga-eun unnie is here with us too.”

“Hello, everyone watching Tteongi’s stream.”

“Thank you.”

“Today I’m thinking of making her do yoga.”

“Look, here comes Tteongi-nim!”

I stepped out of the changing room wearing a white sports bra and black leggings.

“Queen-nim, you don’t have to tie my hair in a ponytail today?”

“No, it might actually get in the way.”

“Now I’m suddenly nervous…”

To rile up the rapidly scrolling chat even more, I turned around and showed them my ass.

“Guys, how do I look?”

“Wow~ First donation and it’s already making me dizzy, fuck.”

“Kaaak, ptooey~”

I quickly checked the viewer count.

“Whoa… what the hell?”

It hadn’t even been that long since we started and we were already over 5,000 viewers.

“Did I really break past 5,000 average viewers?”

“Yes, and your NewTube subscriber count is currently at 300,000.”

“Holy shit…”

The magical girl clickbait really was no joke.

“Absolutely not.”

After stretching and rolling my neck once, I looked at Aram.

“Aram, let’s film a 300k subscriber thank-you video later. For now, let’s start day ten of the NewTube workout stream.”

“Yes! Intro please.”

I cleared my throat and switched to a high-pitched voice.

“Hello~ everyone, this is H-cup Tteongi. Today marks the tenth day of my workout streams… and the exercise we’ll be doing today is…”

Wait, what exactly are we doing today?

I ignored the donation and looked at Ga-eun unnie.

“Today we’re doing yoga.”

“Y-yoga?!”

Memories of suffering from my terrible flexibility flashed before my eyes like a panorama.

“Yes, she said we’ll just do an easy thirty minutes on the treadmill today.”

A loud “Pink Tteongi Beam!!” blasted from my phone.

“Aaaagh!! No more Tteongi Beam donations!”

We moved locations and arrived at the yoga room.

“There’s nobody here in the morning so we can stream comfortably.”

“Thank you, Ga-eun unnie.”

“Heh heh.”

I proudly pulled my leggings down a little and showed the area below my navel.

“I scrubbed it really hard all day yesterday and it’s all gone~”

“It’s gone, so what~ Want me to draw it again? Draw it again?”

I stuck my belly out and teased the viewers as much as I could.

“Belly punches are a bit…”

I immediately ended the video donation.

“This isn’t working. I’m turning off video donations for a bit. The flow keeps getting interrupted.”

The truth was I was too embarrassed to keep watching them.

“Alright, Ga-eun unnie, let’s begin.”

“Okay. Since this can be done at home too, everyone watching Tteongi’s stream should follow along.”

“They’re all just gonna lie down and watch on their phones.”

I laid out the yoga mat and knelt on it.

“Just copy my posture. Got it?”

“Yes.”

“If there’s anything wrong with your form I’ll point it out.”

The Queen sat down beside me with a sly smile.

Doing yoga in this body…

It probably looked insanely hot from the viewer’s perspective, but I was about to suffer like hell.

“Then let’s start. Even though it’s called yoga, we’ll only be doing easy poses so don’t feel pressured.”

“I’m extremely pressured.”

The first pose was the famous cat pose. I placed my knees and hands on the floor and straightened my back.

“Ah, aaahng…!”

The waist muscles that only ever got used for playing around stretched painfully.

“Can you see? This is art.”

Aram moved behind me and filmed my ass.

“Huuuung! Don’t film it so blatantlyyy…”

“He, heuuung…!”

Even without looking at the chat I could roughly guess what they were saying.

“B-bad words… you have to pay to say them…”

“I-I’m about to…”

My muscles started trembling like they’d reached their limit.

“Eung-gi-it!”

“Hold it for five more seconds, Tteongi-nim.”

“Q-Queen-nim..!”

“5… 4…”

Five seconds later, I flopped straight down onto the yoga mat.

“Workout over for today.”

“As if it’s over?”

“Look everyone. This is Tteongi-nim sweating and moaning.”

“Of course I do!”

These bastards… I’m dying over here and they’re having the time of their lives!

“From now on I’ll be working out in a jersey.”

Wow, the chat sped up like crazy. Anyone watching would think I’d caused a huge scandal.

“I was just baiting once. Stop spamming…”

The second exercise was the bridge. I lay down, bent my knees, and lifted my hips while supporting my waist with my hands.

“Hngh!”

With good momentum I raised my pelvis and held my waist.

“Let’s hold it for ten seconds.”

“Yes!”

Aram sneakily moved in front of me and zoomed in between my legs.

“A-Aram?!”

“I’m gonna get banned!”

“Whoa… anything more would be dangerous. Too bad, but we’ll stop here.”

Aram moved back to the side and filmed my profile.

“G-Ga-eun unnie, scold the guys sending shit like that!”

“Don’t drag me into this.”

About thirty minutes later, after being drenched in sweat from various yoga poses, the workout finally ended.

“I-Is it over now?”

“Yeah, yoga’s done. Just thirty more minutes on the treadmill. You can do it, right?”

“Ugh… I-I suddenly feel morning sickness..!! I must be pregnant.”

“H-How am I supposed to respond to that?”

“Tteongi-nim, are you very tired?”

“Yeees…”

The Queen came over and gently brushed my hair behind my ear. Then she whispered so only I could hear.

“I’ll let you touch my breasts.”

I couldn’t refuse that.

“Kids, let’s go crush that treadmill!”

A little while later… inside the women’s changing room.

My eyes naturally locked onto The Queen’s chest as she stood there sweating.

“Ehehe…”

The Queen has such an amazing body.

“My slave.”

“Yes?”

Seeing no one else in the changing room, The Queen dropped the polite speech.

“You worked hard today.”

“You worked hard too, Queen-nim~”

“Look at that smile. You want to touch them that badly?”

Still in her underwear, she stroked my bangs.

“Yes! Yes!”

“You know about the cake stream later… right?”

“Is it really okay to stream like that?”

“Yes, I’ll be wearing underwear underneath so it’s fine. I’ll also put pads on so my nipples won’t show.”

“…”

I’d leave that problem to future me. Right now I just wanted to touch her breasts.

“Anyway, please let me touch your breasts!”

“Alright, come here, my slave.”

The Queen took off her red bra and gave me a beautiful eye-smile.

“Do whatever you want.”

“Wow…”

Like a magnet, my hands flew to her chest and started kneading.

“Huuung… huu…”

Sticky from sweat and so soft.

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“You like it that much, you perverted bitch?”

“I love it. Queen-nim.”

I’d only been touching her breasts but my leggings were already soaked with my juices.

“Haa, haa…”

Her fingers brushed over the leggings between my legs.

“You’re wetter than your sweat.”

“Huuung!”

My legs gave out and I collapsed into her arms.

“Already done enjoying yourself?”

“The rest… after the cooking stream…”

“I’m looking forward to it.”

I changed my clothes and left the changing room with a thoroughly satisfied expression.

“Kids~ See you in part two, the cake mukbang.”

The stream turned off.

“I’m looking forward to the mukbang, Tteongi-nim.”

“Yeah, you’ll probably be really surprised.”

Because I’m doing it in a naked apron.