Reverse Bunny Girl Set: Moans and Humiliation on Stream
A streamer moaning during a live broadcast? In the end, I grudgingly slipped into the Reverse Bunny Girl Set, then stood in front of the mirror for a moment, staring at my reflection.
The sight staring back at me was... so utterly vulgar it was beyond words. Hell, even I—the owner of this body—felt embarrassed looking at it.
As the item description stated, to activate the effects of this Reverse Bunny Girl Set, I couldn't wear any clothes over it. And that naturally included underwear.
What the hell is a reverse bunny girl anyway? It's this perverse outfit where the spots for a bra and panties are blatantly exposed—indescribably kinky.
I covered my vital spots with my hands and stared at the mirror, my face beet red like a radish.
...H-honestly, it kinda suits me.
My massive tits were completely on display, but ironically, it fit me surprisingly well. Like I'd been the owner of this outfit all along.
Hmm, staring at myself in this lewd getup was starting to heat me up a bit, and I felt this urge to knead my breasts and let out a moan.
This body's innately slutty, so a little touching wouldn't hurt, right...?
...Fuck, have I finally lost my mind? Why the hell am I thinking something so insane?
Come to think of it, the item effect included a sexual charm bonus... Could it be affecting me too?
Before any crazier thoughts hit, I needed to cover up my exposed bits first. Obviously, the crotch before the chest.
Shaking my head to snap out of it, I focused my mind and channeled mana into the outfit.
A moment later, blue light gathered around my groin, and with a poof, black panties materialized.
Wait, panties? Since when were panties considered bottoms?
Did common sense change while I wasn't looking? At least give me a short skirt or something!
...Gotta stick to the chair all day today. Yeah, think positive. Covering the important stuff is what matters.
Actually, the real issue was my chest. Taking a deep breath, I channeled mana into the outfit again.
...But something felt off. Blue light gathered around my chest again, but unlike before, an intense tickling sensation started in my fat sacks—especially at the tips.
The stimulation grew stronger, until I couldn't hold back the moans leaking out anymore.
"...Eek!? Hnngh, hnnngh...! Fuck, it's just a chest cover, you scamming designer bastard! Why does it feel so stimulating?!"
And to top it off, unlike the bottoms, the cover was generating painfully slowly.
Worried the mic might pick up my moans, I clamped my mouth shut and twisted my body.
"Mmph... Hnngh!"
No, don't...! If this keeps up, they'll totally hear it.
A streamer turning off cam to moan? Anyone would think I'm jacking off solo.
I don't want titles like "Streamer Caught Masturbating Mid-Broadcast"!
I gritted my teeth and endured. How long did I writhe like that? Felt like five minutes before the chest stimulation finally stopped.
"Hah, hah... F-fuuuuck...!"
I collapsed to the floor, panting.
...This outfit is definitely no ordinary cosplay gear. This insane Reverse Bunny Girl Set is purely for adult fun—explains that ridiculous stimulation otherwise.
Regaining my senses, I checked the mirror to see if the chest cover had formed properly.
...My reflection showed black heart-shaped pasties perfectly plastered on my tits.
"Hahaha, hahahaha... This is fucking nuts."
For some reason, it looked way viler than being fully nude. Am I imagining it?
Stumbling awkwardly back to my chair, I glanced at the chat.
...These fuckers lost all decorum the second I stepped away.
"You all watching, right?"
"Hah... I'm not banning over this crap."
Truth be told, my stream's vibe has been trashed since day one. Banning every dumb chat now would drop viewers by the hundreds.
If I'd been born a girl, it'd piss me off, but with a guy's mind, I get why they type that shit.
...I tried so hard to stifle the moans, but they all heard anyway.
Should've muted the mic and changed. Who knew this Reverse Bunny Girl Set had such a batshit feature?
Anyway, how do I explain this?
"Th-that was, uh... Ah! It was just hard to put on the clothes!"
"Agh, it's not like that!"
"...Thanks for the donations. Ah, fine! I was about to anyway."
Dragging no-cam any longer would turn chat into a dumpster fire again.
Fuck it, whatever. Gotta show it eventually—let it ride.
I flipped on the cam, and my heart-pastied chest filled the screen.
"I-I know what you wanna say, but please hold back a bit..."
Fuck... Facing thousands of viewers in this perverted outfit felt weird.
And seeing myself on cam, I realized it looked way trashier than I thought.
These huge things already dominated the screen; now it's just a sea of skin.
"Wh-what's there to be jealous of! No bra means my shoulders ache already... If you had big tits too, sis, you wouldn't say that."
...Hmm, sounds like I dissed Hayeon kinda harshly. Wasn't intentional... Feel a bit bad.
Anyway, this is so humiliating—how the hell do I review it?
Even slight movement feels like my tits'll jiggle, making me anxious.
Damn, guess I close my eyes, review it quick, then grab a cardigan or something.
...But seriously, how do I review this thing?