498 Burning Gazes
The studio lights felt scorching hot, and the stuffiness inside my dress seemed like nothing more than imagination. I wanted to brush it all off as just that—an illusion. But the number floating in the corner of my vision shattered that excuse in an instant.
Viewers: 241.
"...Huh."
It had been double digits just moments ago. In the blink of an eye—really, just a fleeting lapse in focus—the count had skyrocketed. In that moment, I understood all too clearly that the subtle heat blooming inside me wasn't some random fluke.
'So many... people watching.'
The thought brushed through my mind, and my breath deepened once more. Even sitting still, the parts of me drawing all those gazes sharpened into focus, growing more insistent the harder I tried not to move. It felt like invisible fingers pointing right at me, right here.
Sensitivity Increase: Breast Area Sensations Activated
Cause: Real-Time Viewer Count Surge
Response Speed: Exceeds Normal Range
I already knew it without the damn popup. The audacity of it made my heart race even faster. My mind kept whispering stay calm, don't move, but my body was sending entirely different signals.
...Just a little rub, and it'd feel even better.
My nipples twitched without anyone even touching them. A tiny spark of stimulation spread like wildfire. The faint itch through my underwear. Viewers: 340.
The thin bra inside my chest pressed lightly against the desk, and that spot flushed hot in an instant.
Stimulation Sensitivity +12%
Cause: Real-Time Viewer Count Surge
Accelerated Response to Teasing
Physical Response: Nipple Area Hypersensitivity in Progress
"Hngh..."
Something had changed—just a little.
"W-Wait a sec...!"
The words burst out first. I jolted halfway up from my chair, reaching toward the camera. Just tilt the angle up—a tiny bit higher. As my upper body shifted into frame, my black hair gleamed darker under the lights.
"......"
The dress felt suffocating inside. My bra seemed to squeeze tighter than before. Every inhale made my breasts swell noticeably. But at this angle, no one would notice...
I tugged at the neckline, and the strapless bra, stretched to its limit, couldn't hold back the weight—it slid up over the tops of my breasts. In that instant—
"......!"
I'd only thought it, but my hips twitched ever so slightly anyway. The desk surface pressed through the dress fabric, right against my underwear, right there.
"...Hii!"
I bit my lip to stifle the sound. My shoulders trembled faintly, but I strained to keep every movement out of the camera's view. My body, already far too sensitive, refused to cooperate.
The more viewers piled on, the stranger I felt... me...
"Y-You guys are... chatting so fast..."
Squeeze, hold. I have to smile. Act normal... I forced my lips up, trying to meet the screen's gaze, but my reflection showed eyes glazing over, breath quivering faintly. Meanwhile, my hips stayed pushed back, refusing to stop the friction of my massive tits against the desk.
[Heat] State Entry Possible Upon Condition Met
📍 Alert: Real-time clips spreading rapidly on SNS/Communities.
👥 Viewers: +124
📈 Exposure Sensitivity: +3%
...Viewers, 464.
Bambabam!
Anon donated 50,000 won with video dono!
Elbow Test GOAT lol
A short clip popped up in the corner of the screen—the exact moment from earlier when I'd pressed my elbows together, trying so hard. In it, the gap between my arms was too narrow, the fabric giving way to reveal my shape perfectly.
"...Huh."
I stared blankly before instinctively leaning back. A dumb grin spread across my face, meaningless as it was.
"Ah, haha... thank you so much..."
My body reacted first. A dono had hit—no reaction from me? Gotta bow and thank them properly. I leaned toward the camera, dipping my head sincerely.
"Really, thank you."
Even then, I had no idea. That my bra had bunched up from all the nipple play earlier. That my erect nipples stood out sharper than ever under the lights. That every eye was capturing it all on screen.
Viewers: 487.
The number flickered again. It wasn't even surprising anymore. My stream—a newbie sensation—was rocking the late-night rankings, making that 1,000-viewer goal over 30 days feel like a joke after just two days.
I gripped the mouse again.
"...Let's keep going."
My voice came out lower than expected. No one asked, but I muttered it like self-reassurance. This is weird. Shifting my gaze to the game screen, my character stood frozen by the bushes, oblivious.
I started to sink deeper into the chair but stopped. My posture was still wrecked. Upper body naturally leaning into the desk. Lights beaming down honestly from above. The cam preview screamed that this angle was dangerous.
But now, knowing full well, I didn't fix it.
...Just one more round.
The thought sparked, and my fingers moved first. Keyboard clacks, mouse clicks. The game flowed on.
498.
500 was just around the corner. The thrill of all these people wanting me sent a strange drop in my chest.
"......"
I said nothing, but my lips twitched upward faintly. Miraculously, my character dodged attacks in-game, health bar holding steady. The chat never stopped.
It was right then—that line scrolled up. Deep in the game, I registered the word "report" just as the screen flickered briefly.
"Huh?"
The sound lagged half a beat behind as game audio cut out. Chat froze, ON AIR went gray, and a translucent window overlaid the center...
Reason:
— Misinterpreted as Inappropriate Body Exposure in Broadcast Direction
*Check operator messages for details.
"......Ah."
My mouse hand froze solid. The room fell utterly silent. No game linked to the platform, no chat, no dono chimes—just the lights still blazing. In the cam preview, I was frozen with my tits—nipple shapes crystal clear—propped on the desk.
A few seconds later, the screen went fully black. Small text hovered over it.
OFF AIR
And then—
Broadcast End Detected
External Gaze Reaction Coefficient: Deactivated
Real-Time Viewer Link: Disconnected
…
Body Awareness Reaction Terminated
Sensitivity Increase Effect: Released
Abnormal Response Values: Returned to Normal Range
Feminization Warning: Deactivated
※ Note: Temporary reactions will naturally dissipate post-broadcast. Same conditions may recur on next stream.
My blatant desires laid bare. The cause. The heat that had prickled my skin moments ago cooled like a lie, lagging just a beat behind.
The empty room felt colder than expected, the dress's stuffiness fading back to normal sensation.
"...Hah."
A long breath escaped. No tremor this time. Noticing the monitor-side light still on, I reached over and flicked the switch.
Click.
The excessive sensations drained away like receding tide. Heartbeat, breathing—all mine again.
"...This is what."
I trailed off, mumbling to myself.
"Being on stream was."
The monitor stayed dark. No chat, no numbers, no gazes. Me from moments ago versus now.
Ding—
But unlike before, the platform alert chimed steadily from my phone. Somewhere in this room, a line had been crossed—one I could never uncross.