The Joint Broadcast
Once the pet applications were finalized, identification tags were etched into the backs of Ayeong's and Daeun's necks. Until a few decades ago, they had still been branded with a hot iron the way livestock were, but after enough people argued that it ruined a pet's condition, the practice shifted to something more like a tattoo.
Of course, none of that applied to a toy. Han Se-ah had still needed the branding iron.
Two tags were burned into her in total.
One sat on the back of her neck—her personal information, date of birth, name, and her owner's name. The other was a barcode and QR code seared onto the upper curve of her left breast.
The barcode was there so a price could be assigned to the product. The QR code linked to a site where other products could be purchased.
Lastly, tracking chips were implanted behind all three of their ears and registered to my phone.
The pet applications ran forty million won each—eighty million total—and the toy herself had cost a hundred and twenty million. Two hundred million spent in one go.
Add the broadcasting drone I'd bought a few days earlier, and nearly three hundred million had walked out of my account in the span of a few days.
A bank balance with one fewer zero. I wasn't the type to throw money around for fun, so the hit stood out all the more.
"The drone's here. Shall we start streaming soon?"
About two days had passed since Han Se-ah moved into my house.
In that time I'd uploaded five videos total. Three of them featured Ayeong; the remaining two were Daeun and Se-ah respectively.
The main content—the actual sex videos—was only Ayeong's and Se-ah's. Daeun's footage was just stretching work: pussy, ass, and throat.
She was a precious pet. I couldn't just force myself into her the way I would an onahole, so the conditioning was dragging out longer than I liked.
Views started at a hundred thousand as a baseline, and the follower count kept climbing steadily.
Well. There were plenty of people who lost their minds over the four syllables futanari.
"Master."
"What? Something wrong?"
"We've received a collab offer."
Han Se-ah, who had taken over managing the channel for me, spoke up.
"A collab offer? From who?"
"An adult streamer who goes by the handle Haru. She's active on XBox."
As she said it, Se-ah pulled up a photo of Haru.
The kind of body people called thick and stacked. Full breasts and a heavy ass stole the eye, and her face matched the rest of her frame perfectly.
"She's thirty-one, with two million nine hundred ten thousand subscribers. Eight years of streaming experience."
Se-ah kept reciting Haru's profile without pause.
Age, subscriber count, average views—then stream schedule, regular days off, and her main content pillars.
"Her primary content is masturbation streams, adult toy reviews, and a monthly guest sex stream. She's invited women and men without distinction, and over the last six months she's done sex streams with futanari as well."
"Hmm. What's your take?"
"…If I may be so bold as to offer an opinion, I believe accepting the collab would be advisable."
Se-ah answered in a voice that sounded a little unsure of itself.
"Hmmm… Fine. We'll do the collab."
I thought it over for a moment, then decided. Se-ah's eyes went wide—she clearly hadn't expected me to take the suggestion.
In a faintly trembling voice, she asked,
"…May I ask the reason…?"
"Well, she looks delicious… and the toy I bought wouldn't give me a stupid answer, would she?"
"Hhhn… Th-thank you…"
I said it while grabbing one of Se-ah's breasts and roughly kneading it in my fist.
She let out a small moan and thanked me anyway.
Se-ah was competent.
As a toy, and as a secretary—both.
She was excellent at channel management, editing included, and she knew her way around every financial headache that came up. Unlike Ayeong or Daeun, she had a hardcore masochistic streak, so rough handling was fine—and when I wasn't using her, she spent the downtime finger-fucking herself and conditioning her own body.
She poured hours into making holes that were already perfectly broken in just a little more usable.
No matter how hard I pounded them, they bounced back looking brand new in an hour or two.
A top-tier onahole. A girl who was worth every won.
"So? When's the collab?"
"Yes. She says if you name a convenient time, she'll do her best to match it."
"That so? Then let's do it now."
"…Pardon?"
There's a saying about striking while the iron is hot.
While I was in the mood, now was the time.
"Ah… Then I'll contact her immediately."
Han Se-ah stepped into the other room to make the call.
"…XBox, huh. That's the one like OnlyHerb, right?"
XBox.
An adult broadcasting platform that stood shoulder to shoulder with OnlyHerb.
Where OnlyHerb was built around uploaded videos, XBox was a pure live-stream platform—nothing else.
Honestly, Jennifer averaging nearly seventy thousand live viewers on OnlyHerb was the weird one. Most people ran their live streams on XBox.
Jennifer herself had said that if she'd been streaming on XBox, she would have been twice as successful by now.
Well. If I was going to go live anyway, better to do it somewhere more convenient.
And if Haru happened to introduce me to a few other women along the way, that wouldn't be so bad either, would it?
I killed time looking up information on Haru online until Se-ah finished the call and came back out of the room.
"How'd it go?"
"I've sent Haru's address to your phone, Master. You should be able to head straight over."
"Yeah? Hmm. Closer than I expected."
"Yes. About a thirty-minute drive."
I threw on something simple and stood at the front door.
"Have a safe trip, Master."
"When the girls wake up, put them through training."
"Yes."
With Han Se-ah seeing me off, I headed down to the underground parking garage.
I got into the car waiting there, turned the key, and set off toward the address on my phone.
About thirty minutes from home. On the drive to Haru's place, I pulled up her channel in the car.
Sure enough, she was already live.
"Hey, kids! We've got a guest today?!"
A bright, crystal-clear voice poured out of the speakers.
"Huh? Who is it? Hehe, that's a secret~ She says she's coming soon, so just wait, you brats!"
"She says it's her first time streaming live on XBox, so we'll do a quick little Q&A and then we're having sex!"
"Is she a futanari? Yep. She's a futanari! Me… my body can't be satisfied by a normal cock anymore, you know?"
"Hey! You try getting fucked by a twenty-four-centimeter dick! You abso~lutely! cannot go back. Your body gets addicted… for real…"
"Aaaah, just thinking about it got me wet…. Should I masturbate a little before she gets here?"
She'd been sitting on a big bed chatting with her viewers, then stepped off camera for a moment and came back with a pink dildo.
The size of the thing alone—easily as thick as her forearm—made the chat explode once. Watching her shove the whole thing into her pussy in one smooth motion made them explode a second time.
"Mmmngh… haah… that feeling of being packed full inside… it feels so good…"
"Hey! Ruined…?! That's harsh!"
"Today's guest is a futanari too..! I've got to loosen up first or there will be consequences~"
"You guys forget that the first time I did a futanari I tore my pussy and had to take the next day off? You prep ahead or you pay for it! That's the rule!"
"Hmm? This one? Uh… thirty, I think?"
"Ah, no I'm not! All of you shut up!"
"Hmm. Thirty centimeters? She'll hold up pretty well."
The dildo Ayeong used at home was a thirty-centimeter one, so roughly Ayeong's level of endurance, maybe?
The chat was screaming about her being ruined and whatever else, but from where I sat, watching her loosen herself up like that was both considerate and adorable. The last thing I needed was someone sobbing and panicking mid-stream.
"We're here."
I arrived at the villa where Haru lived.
I parked nearby and went inside.
Third floor, unit 301.
I rang the bell and waited a moment. The door opened, and Haru appeared.
"Hey."
"…Hello."
I left her standing there blankly for a second and stepped inside.
I slipped off my shoes and walked into the apartment; Haru snapped out of it and hurried after me.
"Uh… S-Seo Haeyeon-nim… right?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"N-no… You're just… really… beautiful…?"
"You're cute too. My type."
Haru took a deep breath and gave me a quick rundown of the stream schedule.
"First we'll greet the viewers, then do a short Q&A. The main event is… after that…."
"Fine. Come on. Your viewers are waiting."
"Ah… Yes… Yes."
Haru's streaming room was soundproofed. The whole setup was just one big bed, one camera, and a monitor off to the side displaying the chat.
"O-okay… everyone? Our guest is here…"
She sat on the bed first and spoke toward the camera.
"Alright… Haeyeon-nim? Come on in!"
On cue with Haru's voice, I stepped into the room and sat down beside her.
The chat, which had frozen for a second, erupted.
"Ahem… Then first, could you introduce yourself to our viewers… to Haru Squad!"
"I'm Seo Haeyeon. I upload videos on OnlyHerb. Looking forward to this."
"Haeyeon-nim is famous, right? Her OnlyHerb videos… are genuinely well made… Ahem. Then shall we jump straight into the Q&A?"
Haru picked up a sheet of paper she'd left on the bed and started reading.
"Alright… first question! Age, height, weight, and cock size?!"
"That's the first question?"
"It's what the kids are most curious about!"
It used to be the last question, she explained, until at some point it just migrated to the top.
"Mm. Not like I'm hiding any of it. I'm twenty-two, two hundred forty-three centimeters, three hundred twenty-one kilograms. Cock's forty-eight centimeters."
"F-forty-eight centimeters…?"
"Pff. What's wrong?"
"It's just… so big…?"
"Uh… Haeyeon-nim, you were an Alpha Species… right?"
"Yeah. Alpha Species, or Superior Species. Call it whatever you want."
"Haa… O-originally… there were two or three questions left, but… my body's getting way too hot…"
"That's fine by me. We can do the Q&A anytime."
"Th-then… could I… see your cock first…?"
"Be my guest."
Answering Haru's request, I stepped down off the bed and stripped.
"….Ah❤︎"
Thick veins twitching, radiating the raw scent of a male—my fully hard cock settled right in front of Haru's eyes.