Fucking a Vtuber on a Unicorn-Teeming Stream (1)

Miru looked seriously flustered. "Um, wait… that's…"

"……?"

Why's she hesitating? Is this bitch trying to ghost me or something? Victim of bullying or not, I won't stand for that shit.

I nearly whipped out my hellish demon cock without thinking, but then—

"You said you wouldn't force me, so it's not that I hate it… um, you won't do anything weird, right…?"

"Ah."

Got it. She's scared I'll ruin her life like I did those delinquent chicks. I shook my head with a benevolent smile.

"Did you try to do anything weird to me?"

"…Huh?"

"Like spraying bear mace, spitting casual insults, or grabbing my wrist to threaten me."

"N-No way! Even if you weren't a fairy, I wouldn't do that!!"

"Good girl."

I'm not some plague-ridden psycho who mods every NPC I see. The likes of Chicken Coop Pussy, who can't respect others. The knights who tried to threaten me as an intruder. Idol Kanon, who tried to spray bear mace at a person. Just don't pull that crap, and we're good.

"…People who did that to a fairy must not value their lives," Miru muttered.

"You said it."

Truth be told, there are cases like the imperial princess who ended up piercing-jangling and twerking in front of her crush for no reason… but Miru's no sharp-tongued bitch like her, and no need to torment the victim anyway.

Anyway, no reason to mess with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Miru. Sensing my intent, she let out a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠relieved sigh.

"Phew… um, could I ask one more favor, maybe?"

"Favor?"

"It's greedy, but…"

She hesitated, then pointed at her monitor. A 3D character model was displayed on screen.

"Could you make my boobs as big as these?"

"Boobs?"

"My Mirumates keep teasing me—'Your elbows are touching, avatar fraud!' Stuff like that."

She explained her tits weren't small, but she wanted them a bit bigger.

"You seem to like big tits too, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fairy… what do you think?"

"Deal."

I nodded eagerly and reached out, grabbing her chest.

-Squeeze.

"Padded bra fake tits!!!"

"Kyaa… huh? They're really growing?"

Miru yelped in surprise, but soon her mouth gaped open. Her massive rack swelling up had her fascinated.

"You're amazing, fairy!"

The hyper fussy Vtuber showered me with cute praise in her adorable voice—felt damn good.

"I know. Anything else you wanna change?"

Might as well go full service, Fairy's lost his mind mode activated. Miru's eyes widened—what's left after all this generosity?

After deep thought, her request was…

"Um, could you do plastic surgery too?"

"Plastic surgery?"

"Honestly, my face isn't that cute… I'd love to look just like my character."

"……?"

Her face is plenty pretty already, though. Low self-esteem? Or maybe NPCs are all lookers, raising the bar.

"No issue, but you really want it?"

Just to confirm.

"It's fine! Lina's videos got leaked… so I've been stuck at home."

"…Okay, got it."

Serious answer—makes sense. Bullied vids circulating? She'd turn hikikomori for sure. Time for full makeover.

"Hold on."

Let's see…

No way I'm doing it myself—rubbing her face would just make a Picasso sculpture. Help me out, Admin Privileges.

"Kyaaak!!? Who the hell are you…."

"Borrowing you a sec."

Fast-forward. Picked a random NPC, swapped her looks and settings temporarily. Her appearance shifted in an instant.

"Yep. And rollback those changes."

Saved the preset, restored original. Then back to Miru's place to overwrite.

Thanks to that, Miru became the perfect cosplay of her character, as the godgame interpreted it.

"How's this? I'm totally cute now, right!"

"Yeah, cute."

Honestly, looks are all relative, but she was thrilled—"Is this really me…?" Mission accomplished. Felt good watching.

Soon, her eyes turned to me.

"Fairy."

"No more requests?"

"No way! You got revenge and did all this—what more could I ask?"

"Then why?"

"Um, to… service you…."

"Ah."

Got all she wanted, now time to fuck. Proper mindset.

"Alright then…."

I cleared my throat slowly. To devour ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her right away, I…

"I'll come fuck you later."

…didn't fuck her right away.

What's her identity? Vtuber. No fun without the stream on. Gotta fuck her on stream. Vowed it in my mind.

"Later? Why?"

"Too cheap after Lina."

Didn't say that, of course. She'd prepare mentally—ruin the raw reaction I crave.

"You're still standing there… so when will you come?"

"Dunno, when your pussy strikes my fancy?"

"…Y-Yes."

"I'm out."

Casually told Miru and turned.

Whoosh—

My body turned transparent, like vanishing.

Now, time to rewind a bit.

Just wait for the right moment. Rewind day by day, stalk for prime fucking time.

Miru, suddenly under surveillance, blissfully unaware, enjoyed her happy days.

-Gulp.

"…Fairy~? Not coming~?"

Day 1. Waited for me, couldn't even stream.

"Mama, I got surgery, right? Super pretty now! People couldn't take their eyes off me…."

Day 2. Ended long hikikomori life, went out, came back self-esteem maxed.

"Mirumates, sorry last time! Equipment issue, had to fix—couldn't stream!"

Day 3. Resumed Vtuber streams.

"…Pfft, Misaki-nim, 5 mil yen donation—thank you~!!"

Bonus: Extorted cash from fake-tit delinquent, and

"Misaki reminds me—that famous model? Turned total Amazoness outta nowhere~ No idea what happened, so sad, right~?"

Nailed the subtle roast. Bet her life's tasty now. Delinquents probably extra spicy with "self" prefix.

Time to…

My mouth watered, cock hardened. Which stream for max rumor spread?

Pondering, then—

"Tomorrow, penalty for abrupt end last time—FitLink! Come watch lots~."

"Oho."

FitLink—that's the one. Running, squats, exhausts user stamina with workouts. What if workouts become sex?

Can't hold back.

Drooling, rewound one day. Miru, who'd just ended stream, now ran around geared up.

But naked now.

"Hah, hah… haaah…."

"……."

Freshly prettied, but naked habit lingers. Tits bouncing like mad—doesn't it hurt?

Anyway, hot as fuck.

Left her, checked monitor. Her 3D Vtuber model mirrored the run. Chat on side monitor…

Hah, creaming over cartoon tit-jiggle. I'm watching the real deal bounce—pity them.

Wanna show you too, but that'd end her life. Mine alone.

Waved at fans cheering oblivious to me fucking their fave.

Approached Miru, tits whipping, whispered:

"Candy in your ear."

"Eek… kyaaaaaaa!!!?"

Whoa, total freakout. Mid-stream—okay? Felt a tad guilty, dropped invisibility.

Miru's eyes bulged.

"H-Huh, heok… w-wait!!"

Rushed to monitor. Knew why I'm here, tried to end stream…

"…Muting for a sec."

Just fiddled with mic, done. Turned back after triple-checking mute.

"Fairy, long time no see."

"Long time no pussy. Anyway, here to fuck."

"…Mid-stream?"

"Yup."

"But… that'll definitely cause a scandal…."

Miru trailed off. Scandal—stream would burn. Unicorns' horns snapping over sex instead of fitness? Obvious.

"It's FitLink—fine, right?"

"…Y-Yeah, makes sense. I was moaning earlier too."

Setting tweak, instant buy-in. Admin Privileges—eternal worship. Well, only day 2, but still.

"I'll stay silent, talk only telepathy like before—no worries."

"Okaay… resume stream?"

"Whatever."

Miru headed to monitor slowly. Deep breath, unmuted mic.

"Mirumates, sorry~ Tripped just now! Miru's such a klutz."

[…….]

"FitLink time again! Aja aja fighting~!!"

Desperately salvaged stream. Behind her—

"……Ah."

I shoved my cock at her mic instead.