For the Subs
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Nathalie took a deep breath, fluffing her purple, bobbed hair for good luck as she watched the timer countdown closer and closer to zero. She’d done this multiple times by now, and she’d thought she’d be used to it all. In the end… being an erotic E girl was more intense than she could have imagined. 10 seconds. Smile. 7 seconds. Time to limber up. She wanted to be bouncy and bubbly for everyone. 5 seconds. Better practice her greeting. 3, 2, 1…
 
 
“Hellooooo Natfanatics!” The girl waved cheerfully at the camera. For the moment, she was dressed in pink socks, jean shorts, and a tight black shirt that left little of her breast shape to the imagination. “Is everyone ready for a good time?” She tilted her head to her second monitor for a moment to check her chat. “That’s right guys! Tonight we’re gonna celebrate hitting ten k viewers! I can’t believe all the support you guys have given me since I first started just a few months ago! As promised, I’m gonna play some Evil Souls today, and for every death it’s gonna get kinkier! I gotta remove one article of clothing~ Plus… we have a special bonus at the end! A little celebratory promise for something I’ll do next stream, so be sure to stick around to the end!”
 
 
After dealing with the usual playful replies from horny subscribers, Nathalie quickly jumped into the game, turning down its loud, operatic music so she could more easily talk to everyone. Part of her charm was her voice after all. Initially, she managed to make it through the new dungeon without much difficulty, much to the disappointment of everyone present. That “good” fortune didn’t last long however, as immediately after the first death to a basilisk, her winning streak took a nosedive. First her socks were tossed aside, then her shirt, and finally her shorts until she was left in nothing but her skivvies.
 
 
“You guys are so mean~” she pouted playfully some time into the stream. “Cheering for me to lose.” The girl giggled. Of course this was all part of the show, and after only two attempts against the boss, she was finally fully nude, coyly squirming about as though she were more embarrassed than she really was.
 
 
Naturally, like good boys and girls, everyone present was more focused on the game than her… was the last thing anyone would claim to be true. Nathalie had a body that even straight women couldn't ignore, and nobody complained when it took her another fifteen attempts to finally progress. Afterwards, the rest of the stream went by positively swimmingly, with thousands of dollars worth of “donations” piling in.
 
 
***
 
 
“Okay guys, It's time for the big vote!” Nathalie sat back as she spoke, giving all of her fans a clear view of her lady bits as they “listened”. “Ten thousand Natfanatics. I can barely believe it. Than you soooooo much for all your support everyone! Be sure to send your votes to my friend and mod, Melly Toughtits~ And remember, we'll take almost any suggestions! Now… we've still got an hour of stream time… What, oh what should we do with it?” With that, she chuckled, watching the requests roll in like a freight train…
 
 
“Let’s see… nudity in a public area?” She chuckled softly. “I don’t think I can legally do that Doomguy117. Bad Dragon demo day XXL?” She turned a bit red. “That… could be fun~ Masterbation in a changing room? Kinky! I might be able to get away with that one…”
 
 
Finally, after a solid five minutes of reading everyone’s suggestions, Nathalie was beginning to zone out. Most of them were identical to other ones, and her voice was getting just a bit horse after the long stream. Fortunately, the redheaded Melly was much more able to sort through the ocean of ideas to pull out the particularly fun ones that stood out from amongst the chaff, and though Nathalie had no idea which had been chosen, one of them in particular was a doozy to say the least.
 
 
The internet being the kind of place that it was, the most extreme and outlandish suggestion was sure to get the most attention… and the most votes. As Nathalie would explain in a later stream, she had no idea which suggestion won, and was waiting for it all to be a surprise so she could have… genuine reactions on the big day. What was truly bizarre however… was just how few people really talked about the winning choice in chat. Either that or… Mellissa was the fastest mod in the west to delete spoiler replies. That… honestly wasn’t too outside the realm of possibility. Nathalie knew her friend was quite the computer whiz when she wanted to be.
 
 
As the streams went on, and the event grew closer and closer, Nathalie found herself more than a little confused at all of the comments suggesting she eat a little more on stream. Most often to really settle in during a movie night with some popcorn, soda, and maybe even a hamburger on occasion. Very suddenly everyone seemed very interested in getting her to “accentuate her curves” for some reason. Initially, Nathalie was a bit hesitant to change her figure like that, but in the end, she wouldn’t have a career without these people, and it was after all a celebration of their loyalty.
 
 
Soon enough, a carefully maintained increased diet and exercise routine on camera was beginning to bare fruit. The girl found her ass and chest filling out even more than it already had been, and in the end, she had to confess that it had been a rousing success. More confident in her new body, her… playtime, in front of everyone had just a little more energy than it had before, and Nathalie was quick to become convinced that she could hit fifty-thousand within the year if she kept it all up. Little could she know, she wouldn’t quite have a year left to keep up the pace…
 
 
***
 
 
“Well? How much have we made?” Melissa asked, somewhat absently while the two sat at a bench in the mall. “I swear subs have jumped up almost twice as much already!”
 
 
“At least fifty percent more subs~” Nathalie agreed cheerfully. “Practically paid off my student loan already~”
 
 
“Yeah… college was the biggest scam we ever fell for.” Melly shook her head, though she smiled impishly. “Why’d we bother with those business degrees when all the money’s here to be made with simps?” She tilted her head to the side, chuckling to some joke only she knew the punchline to.
 
 
“Fans.” Nathalie clarified. “Not simps. Gotta be respectful…” She pursed her lip, holding in a laugh of her own. It wasn’t that she didn’t respect her followers. Quite the opposite, but the whole thing was rather hilarious. They’d spent years trying to build a great career to attract a modern man… when really the modern male was in front of their computer, waiting to throw money at the screen for them at a moment’s notice. They’d simply tried far too hard at the start of all this. Her humor, she failed to realize, came from a very different place than that of her friend.
 
 
“Don’t you mean Natfanatics?” clarified Melissa, before both of them finally let the guffaws slip. “What do you think? Another round of ice cream?”
 
 
“That’ll mean another thirty jumping jacks on stream next time.” Nat reminded Melly. “So definitely! You know they love it when I get my tits bouncing for them like that!”
 
 
Feeling like cheating as they celebrated, both girls landed on a sundae absolutely drowning in butterscotch and fudge. Rather than spring for individual bowls, they’d decided on a massive four scoop couple’s deal, and only minutes later were back at the table, digging in. The treat was practically sweet enough to send them into shock, but they pounded in like there was no tomorrow.
 
 
“So…” Melly bit her lip as she worked up the courage to ask again. “Have you thought about that… special stream again? Think you and I could uh…” She didn’t finish the sentence. She didn’t need to, as Nat knew exactly what she was talking about.
 
 
“Hehe… Meeeelllyyyyy.” Nat let her voice trail into a slight whine for a moment. She loved teasing her friend like this. “You know if we touch like that the fans are just gonna be spoiled. We’ll never get them for anything else.”
 
 
Melly gave a fake pout. “But can you just imagine the donations that will come rolling in?” She bit her lip. The money was the last thing on her mind and both of them knew it. “We’d be set for the rest of the year!” With that, she then leaned in, making no qualms about how obvious it was that she was staring down at Nat’s recently plumpened breasts, getting a bright blush from the girl. “Besides. I’m just dying to feel your new body up close~”
 
 
Nathalie swooned slightly at the thought, but she held her ground. “Maybe… some day Melly. That’d be… a line that we can only cross once…”
 
 
Melly shrugged playfully. “Have it your way~” In truth she had a secret that she knew would bring their bodies together sooner rather than later. There was no sense trying to push it. For now she could simply use her eyes to enjoy all the… progress, that her friend had made. Why grow impatient when the anticipation was half of the fun?
 
 
***
 
 
Nathalie watched the chat fill with worshipful comments. The Bad Dragon toys she’d ordered had finally come in, and while she’d been more than a little nervous at the start, by now she’d found a good rhythm that, frankly, was hard to stop. The bumpy texture of the dildo filled her womanhood with all kinds of new sensations she’d never been brave enough to try before, and feeling it grind against her love tunnel wall was beyond an exotic experience. “She’d placed the camera perfectly between her legs so that everyone could get a good look at both of her lower lips, and easily see the feral surface that she was placing inside her body. Plus… how slick and shiny it was. She’d needed to use more than her fair share lubricant to get the whole thing inside but… now that the toy and her body had been conjoined for a few minutes, it was no secret that no small amount of that sheen was her own, natural fluids.
 
 
“Unhhh… You like that chat?” The girl’s voice was deeply in the throes of pleasure. There was no mistake that she was enjoying her show as much as, if not more than the viewers were. “You like seeing my puss get stretched out like that” She spread her legs a little wider. “You pervs~ Imagining just how much I can fit in there…”
 
 
Nobody was doing just that more than Melly, on the other, nearby computer, just out of the camera’s sight. In fact, she’d taken a moment to… relieve her own needs rather than keep an eye on the chat. There was one toy that she’d kept hidden from her friend. A double sided one that was reserved for another time. But damn if she didn’t wish she could play with the thing right now. For the moment, her imagination would have to be enough.
 
 
“Bet you wish you could be this dragon huh?” Nat continued, feeling a bit saucy for the day, it seemed. “Capturing me and filling me up like this?” She giggled. “Maybe devouring me whole afterwards like the giant lizard you’d be? Completely using me aaaaall up?”
 
 
At this, the chat practically exploded into a new wave of eager, honestly hungry wave of replies. With a surprising number of them going at length to describe what her “meat” must take like. Nathalie didn’t say anything about, nor did Melly remove such comments. People of all fetishes were welcome here, and in all honesty, Melly was a little… distracted right now.
 
 
By the time Nathalie had finished her show, she’d accumulated quite the line of freshly used toys along her counter, still visible to everyone watching. Still freshly coated with a sheen of feminine juices and artificial lube. Nathalie herself was still gasping and moaning, coming down from a series of orgasms that had rattled her brain to the degree that she was barely able to focus on anything other than what her body felt like in that moment.
 
 
“Th-thank you all so much for your donations~” she finally managed to weakly blurt out after taking some time to recover. “You guys spoil me so much, you know that?” Carefully, she readjusted her camera until it was aimed at her face again, red and flush from pleasure. “I… think we have our big event coming up next week don’t we? Well then, you’d better be sure to tune in, because this is going to be a once-in-a-lifetime chance to see me absolutely give in to you guys’ most perverted desires~ I can’t wait to see what you all came up with~
 
 
After turning off the stream, she found it just a bit harder to walk all the way to the shower to clean up, than she would have found it to be otherwise.This was much to Melissa’s amusement, who watched her friend’s overfucked gait with nothing short of absolute fascination.
 
 
***
 
 
“Room for one more?” Melissa’s voice came from outside the shower while Nathalie was still cleaning up.
 
 
“Heh… You sound like you’re going to come in no matter what I say.”
 
 
“Not wrong. Scooch aside gorgeous~” With that, Melissa stepped in under the hot, steamy water, almost tit to tit with her friend as she proceeded to wash up.
 
 
“Pervert.” Nathalie smiled despite her cutting remark.
 
 
“You’re one to talk. How much did we pull from those horny netizens today? Another thousand? All because you like to get nasty in front of them~”
 
 
Nathalie playfully nudged Melissa away. “And you’re gonna pretend you weren’t absolutely transfixed too? I saw you flicking the bean like there was no tomorrow through all that. You really want my body badly don’t you?”
 
 
Melissa bit her lip and stepped closer. “And you want me to have it don’t you?” She giggled and ran a finger over the curve of one of Nathalie’s stupendous breasts. “I know when someone’s resistant… and when they’re just playing hard to get.” She grinned, listening to her friend moan at the touch. “You want it to be special don’t you? Our first real time together. More than just a…” she pinched Nathalie’s nipple, getting a yelp. “... surrender to the moment. More than just another show for the fans.”
 
 
Nathalie could only nod her head weakly. Some part of her wanted Melissa to take her then and there, but… Melissa was right. She wanted not only to make it a big, next step for the channel… but also… something special. All the same, she couldn’t help but whimper disappointedly when Melissa pulled away.
 
 
“As you wish… I’ll make you wait for it just a little bit longer. That pussy’s mine though… soon~” Melissa chuckled to herself before stepping out, letting Nathalie stew in her own desire. She wasn’t kidding. That moment was approaching fast…
 
 
Nathalie was both relieved and disappointed at the same time once again. There was still that tantalizing future event to look forward to. Actually two of them. Whatever the fans had cooked up, metaphorically speaking, and that special moment with Melissa. There was something to be hyped up about knowing that that “first time” was still waiting for them in the future, but… how long could she really hold out on waiting? By the way her body reacted, it didn’t feel like long. The cruel girl had tickled Nathalie’s pussy in the most non-literal sense, that she was almost frustrated that it still hadn’t happened literally yet. It was a bizarre situation to be in, pulled in both directions by her desires. Simultaneously immensely fun, and immensely annoying. At this point she almost wondered whether the final release would be more enjoyable, or simply relieving.
 
 
***
 
 
Though she hadn’t really given too much thought to it in the days before, as the event drew closer, Nathalie couldn’t help but grow increasingly anxious. Truthfully Melissa had made it seem like it was going to be some groundbreaking new show that everyone was hanging on for like never before, but did that mean she might flub the delivery? Should she rehearse or… practice some sort of skill to make sure everyone got their money’s worth? With such worries in mind, she took it upon herself to… practice, whatever exotic forms of masterbation she could think of, in the hopes of covering as many bases as she could. It wasn’t lost to her that maybe this would be the time she and Mellissa would finally play together on camera. Her friend had certainly made it seem that way with her constant barrage of taunting and lascivious teasing. That certainly wouldn’t be bad at all… but then again, maybe she was only using this as another way to drive Nathalie wild…
 
 
These thoughts had consumed the E-girl so thoroughly that… when the time finally did come, she almost hadn’t realized just how much time had passed. It had all gone by in such a nervous, yet exciting whirr that it only felt as though it had been a few short days.
 
 
Melissa practically burst into the bathroom while Nathalie was cleaning up, the excitement clear on her face.
 
 
“Are we ready for the big day?” she asked. “Be sure to grab your laptop, webcam, and toys because we’ve got a huge day ahead of us~”
 
 
“Wait… why do I need my laptop? Why can’t I just use my regular computer?” asked the star.
 
 
“Because we’re heading out to a special place to give the show~ You need to be portable~”
 
 
***
 
 
Nathalie remained silent for much of the drive. Not out of lack of interest in what was to come, but rather because she was more than a little nervous. She’d never done a show this big before, and certainly not without any practice.
 
 
Still, Melissa was adamant that she wouldn’t need any real preparation. She repeatedly assured Nathalie along the way that the show would run itself. There was no need to even practice her charisma.
 
 
The building itself was decidedly mundane. Simply a one floor, rectangular building that apparently was most often used by a catering company. Melissa explained that it boasted an expansive kitchen and dining area, but beyond that… was unremarkable in any real way.
 
 
“So wait… Where are we going to be recording then?” Nathalie asked confusedly.
 
 
“You’ll see~” Melissa was her usual, frustratingly obtuse self, as she led her friend first into the kitchen, where a man in a clean white chef’s uniform was waiting.
 
 
“Ah. There you are.” The man held a professional tone, but it wasn’t hard to see that he was waiting somewhat impatiently. “You can set your camera there. We’ll get started in just a few minutes. For now you can strip and clean up.”
 
 
Nathalie tilted her head curiously as loaded up her streaming setup. Never before had a man so stoicly asked her to get naked. She was used to people hanging on her every motion, practically pleading her to show her perfect body to them. It was actually a bit… exciting. She didn’t feel like the one in control here. This was new territory for her.
 
 
As her clothes dropped to the floor, and she could barely see the chat begin to fill up the tiny screen, she felt her heart begin to race. In a way that no stream she’d ever done before could match up to.
 
 
“Well Natfanatics?” She instinctively clambered up onto one of the tables to give the camera a better view of her body. “Here we are! The big event you’ve all payed for and been patiently waiting for. Even I don’t know what’s gonna happen next, but you know what? Why don’t we just get right into the thick of things?”
 
 
Out of the corner of her eye, Nathalie saw Melissa getting “dressed” in her birthday suit as well, and she couldn’t help but bite her lip eagerly, and when the girl proceeded to step towards her, she couldn’t help but begin fidgeting.
 
 
“Now, let’s begin with a thorough cleaning.” came the chef’s monotone voice, just as Melissa positioned herself right beside Nathalie. Without another word, he grabbed a hose from above the table, and let it run for a few seconds before turning its spray on the girls.
 
 
Nathalie flinched. It wasn’t the first time she’d gotten wet and glistening for her friends, but it was the first time she let someone else do it for her. She couldn’t help but stay somewhat tense, even as Melissa pressed her body against her in a much more… limber way.
 
 
“Are you ready?” Melly’s scarlet hair now pressed tightly against her face, and she had to push a few locks out of her eyes to lean in close to Nathalie. “Things are only gonna get hotter from here on out~”
 
 
Nathlaie couldn’t help but swoon. It seemed all of her experienced decorum, and all of her control at being the “star” had been thrown out the window. Her own hair had managed to behave a bit more thanks to the bobbed style, though it was still heavier due to the water weight. She tightly closed her eyes and pressed her lips together. Today… this show… was just as much for her as it was for the fans.
 
 
Melissa took the hint easily, and let her lips press into those of her friend. They were soft, and delicious thanks to the fruity lip gloss Nathalie’d been obsessed with since she was little. It wasn’t long until she’d decided that face to face contact wasn’t enough. With aggressive fervor, she next wrapped her arms around the purplette’s shoulders, pressing their chests tightly together and causing Nathalie to fall to her back with the redhead on top.
 
 
Next, Melissa shifted her legs to the side, such that her thigh was pressed deeply into Nathalie's groin, and Nathalie's was doing the same to her. Immediately, she proceeded to rub herself along her friend's leg, never once letting the kiss stop. Nathalie, meanwhile, needed a few more seconds to realize what Melly had… provided for her.
 
 
The two continued for minutes on end, tangled up together in a knot that seemed impossible to untie. As their connection lingered, the two almost forgot that they were on camera. For now, there was only this moment between the two of them…
 
 
All the while, in the camera's periphery, the chef was preparing something thick and aromatic in a deep bowl. Any reasonable person might have questioned what this had to do with their sex show, but Nathalie wasn't given to reason right now. She was far too deep in the throes of love to think.
 
 
Melissa, schemer that she was, intended to keep things that way for as long as possible, and the fact that doing that required her to keep rocking Nathalie’s world for as long as possible, was a definite plus. A playful nibble here… A bit of fingering there… Going in for yet another deep liplock there… It was a “tough” job, but someone had to do it. Nathalie had been so used to self pleasure, that she’d practically forgotten what love born of a real relationship felt like. All of Melissa’s teasing… All of her hornballing… This release was more than worth it.
 
 
“Good bit of tenderizing…” the chef said absently, more for the viewers’ benefit than anything. “It helps when the entree is so gung ho for the process.” For the first time since the stream began, he gave a broad, humored smile, and thumbed in the girls’ direction. “But we’d better get this going.” He grabbed his bowl and placed it beside the two entangled young women. “Now… Melissa was it? If you would just…”
 
 
Melissa shifted such that she was laying entirely on top of Nathalie, with her bare back and wide ass pointing out towards the cook. She never once let go of her friend, or lover, as the case currently was, even when the chef proceeded to slather a generous helping of his concoction over her body. In fact, she couldn’t help but sway her ass invitingly while her worked.
 
 
In all of it however, the cook seemed more annoyed than anything. All this constant motion was making his job that much harder, and he couldn’t help but drop his professionalism partway through the basting to give a long sigh.
 
 
Afterwards, it took a bit of wrestling for Melissa to roll Nathalie to the top, and only when she realised a quick glance over the girl’s pussy weakened her, was she able to get enough of an upper hand to manage it.
 
 
Nathalie responded with more of a confused yelp when the chef gave her the same treatment, and for a moment she tried to look back to see what was happening.
 
 
Melissa refused to allow the constant mouth to mouth to stop however, and with a gentle clasp of her face, she was able to pull Nathalie back to keep their attention on one another.
 
 
The chat, in all of this, seemed split on voting for which one of the two would break and orgasm first. An unofficial vote was being held on another site, and while it remained largely at fifty/fifty, now and again Nathalie would pull ahead in the numbers.
 
 
This was made even more the case when the cook managed, after no small amount of effort, to pull the two apart, laying their squirming, horny bodies on their backs. Nathalie was certainly the most vocal, and the most intense. The chef walked around to the back of the table to keep the two visible, and Nathalie was by far the most… writhy.
 
 
Shortly after, the chef did find a way to silence her… somewhat. His hands next proceeded to rub the sauce into Nathalie’s groin, just above her clit as if to tease her cruelly. Whether it was intentional or not was… anyone’s guess, but the girl was completely taken with it. Her impatient yelping transitioned to needy moaning, and even when their cook shifted to work on Melissa at the same time, Nathalie seemed by far to be the more hypnotized of the two. Hinging on every stimulation as though it might be her last.
 
 
The cook’s hands slowly explored every inch of both girls’ bodies, until they were shinier than freshly polished metal. Oil dripped constantly from every side, leaving only their most private places untouched… for now. After all, it wouldn’t do to not stuff these fuckdrunk suckling piggies. It would almost be a disservice to them, with how needy they’d become.
 
 
Confident that his ingredients were too lost in their own bodies to move, he next traveled just off screen, producing two bottles of cooking wine when he next appeared. The man made it a point to show both, labels and all as close to the camera as he could before returning his attention to the girls.
 
 
As he’d expected, they hadn’t quite reconnected yet, though they were tightly holding hands and giggling as though they were ten years younger and discussing gossip. The chat was going wild. Far too fast for anyone to be able to actually read anything. People were discussing their favorite body parts on display, or what they might do to the silly young women if they were the one in charge here. If nothing else, Nathalie was as popular as ever, and Melissa had been a big hit for her first reveal in some time. The audience couldn’t have asked for a better sendoff.
 
 
It took a few moments for the cook to find a position that kept the pigs as visible as possible to the camera, but once he’d positioned himself just slightly to the side, he managed to pull Nathalie’s legs far apart, before gingerly inserting the first bottle into her womanhood and lifting her hips such that it would drain inside her. Nathalie could only respond with a gasp as the strange feeling of being filled up with a fluid overtook her body. Before she could even react any further, the man shoved an irresponsibly sized cucumber into her, ensuring the delicious liquid would remain while he worked on the next step.
 
 
For now, he had the rest of her body to fill, and with a wet slurping noise, he proceeded to give Nathalie’s backdoor the same treatment. The silly thing’s response was a deep swoon of unmitigated pleasure.
 
 
“Hah! Hah! HaaaAAAH!” Nathalie couldn’t help but twitch and gyrate while the mildly alcoholic ingredient finished her up. Up her rear like this, her body was quick to absorb it, which much of the audience deduced would be great for her flavor. What was more, there was no need to stuff her at the moment, since it was all getting absorbed directly as is. The induced, literal drunkenness would keep her placid once he got to the final step as well…
 
 
After giving the jealous Melissa the same treatment, there were only two steps to follow. Three, technically, but the oven would take care of the last.
 
 
Once again stepping out of sight for a second, he returned some minute later, leaving the girls to squirm in their delight while he was gone, with a large bag attached to a funnel. Inside the bag seemed to be a mishmash of ground vegetables, torn bread, and some sort of cream, which the audience argued incessantly over what it might be. He then carefully removed the cucumber he’d stopped Melissa up with, to squeeze the bag’s contents into her vagina, causing her to lurch forward before falling back in bliss. Now, the wine that still sloshed around inside her could be absorbed, though, that didn’t mean a new plug wouldn’t be in order very soon…
 
 
Both girls were reduced to animals, panting and whimpering like puppies as they each tried to lift their heads to face the cameras, before giving the victory symbol and promptly dropping their heads back to the table. They were far too fallen to their lust now to be able to focus on… much of anything other than their own pleasure now.
 
 
In this state, the cook was very easily able to flip both of them over as though they were pancakes in a skillet, leaving their juicy rumps raised and visible to the camera. Even if they wanted to resist him, they wouldn't have been able to muster the brain cells to do it. They were little more than strings of sensuality pulled into a ball of yarn at this point. So tightly compacted the they might never become untangled.
 
 
After giving the audience enough time to appreciate the view, the well practiced chef proceeded to spin his ingredients about such that they were ass to ass. The girls let out a bevy of giggles, chortles, and guffaws at being manipulated so easily, though what came next briefly silenced them.
 
 
While they were distracted, only the viewers were able to make out the cook reaching beneath them to pricier l produce an almost painful looking double-sided dildo.
 
 
Nathalie was the first to feel its wrath, as the cook ripped the cucumber from her love tunnel and shove it into her backdoor instead, all while forcing the toy between her now very sensitive lower lips. All the E-girl could do was gasp in surprise and throw her head back, suddenly quieter than she'd been in a long time as she wriggled her rear to get a feel for the new invader. When he followed through shortly after, the two were stuck in the realization that every move they made impacted the other, as though their pleasure was now a singular experience shared through the umbilical cord of the dildo.
 
 
With the both of them mostly stunned, their prepper next proceeded to bind a net off twine all around them in a grid pattern, occasionally smacking their backsides if they grew a bit too… excited. Up until this point, Nathalie still remained blissfully ignorant of what was happening. She'd either refused to accept the truth, or had been able to see it through her fun. Only when the cook carefully slid their bound bodies onto a plate, which itself was atop a rolling cart, did she begin to understand.
 
 
“H-hey… are we uh…” She wasn't able to finish that sentence. As if he were waiting for her to finally speak the cook chose that moment to gag her with the most traditional garnish. The apple was so large that the silly thing couldn't help but stare at it over her nose and Melissa wasn't long behind.
 
 
While Nathalie began to whimper nervously however, Melissa instead could only moan in impatient delight. Finally, it was happening.
 
 
Nathalie’s eyes followed the cook as he walked around to the human sized oven, which only now made sense to her. Was this what her followers had voted for? To see her become a meal? Would… some of them be eating her as well?
 
 
The violet haired star felt her heart sing slightly into the pit of her stomach, but Melissa wouldn’t let it stay there. With a backwards thrust of her hips, the redhead slammed the dildo further back into Nathalie’s womanhood, forcing her to throw her head back in pleasure, and for a moment forget the gravity of her situation. The way it compacted all the stuffing she’d been filled up with was painful, and yet… it was a pleasurable sort of pain. Not unlike the way she’d felt after jamming a particularly massive Bad Dragon dildo up her coochie all those days ago. The sort of pain only a true slut could really appreciate, and Nathalie had been a digital slut for more than enough time to develop those sorts of… sensual callouses.
 
 
Once the oven had been opened, the cook happily rolled the two E-pigs up to its border, before carefully sliding the meat inside. Both girls could feel the heat grow with every inch they were pushed. Going from a slight warm bluster of air, all the way to the proper temperature to roast their silly, gorgeous bodies.
 
 
For a short time, all the audience could do was listen to their muffled groans and nervous squeaks, until the cook, who was still completely anonymous to them, finally moved the camera in front of the glass door to the hot deathtrap. That very moment the chat exploded with new comments, talking about how fun it was to watch them squirm, how delicious it was to see them dehumanized this way, or how jealous they were of the top donors who would get to devour them in a few hours.
 
 
With their audience watching their swan song, and the cook having done all the heavy lifting, all that was left for the girls was to let the heat transform them, from self made porn stars, all the way into delicious suckling roasts. Every motion… every twitch they made was recorded for posterity. The red heat that covered their bodies from above, left shadows below that gave a lovely contrast. The sight was almost surreal in a way, and in truth, for the two meatgirls now squirming under the oppressive warmth of the heating element, it really was. For Nathalie, it was still difficult to process that this was truly happening to her. If it weren’t for the intense, painful heat, it would almost seem as though it were simply a dream. For Melissa it almost seemed as though she were lost in another of her fantasies.
 
 
It was all very real however, and shortly, for little more than the enjoyment of their fans, the two would be roasted to a golden brown. Still, and steaming. Their struggles, whether real or… all for the camera or… somewhere between the two, would gradually slow down, until they were all but imperceptible. On occasion the chef would open the door and brush a new layer of his oiled glaze into their skin, leaving them glistening for the viewers for just a little bit longer, but after the third coating, there was no reaction. No twitching or groaning. Just the subtle sound of flesh sizzling.
 
 
The chat argued ceaselessly over which one of them had crossed the line first, but in the end there never was a consensus. Only the decision from the cook on when they were done and ready for the table…
 
 
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The four young men who’d been waiting since the beginning, watching the stream on a large monitor in the dining hall, gave a small cheer when the feast was finally rolled out to them. The chef took several minutes to sever the netting he’d tied on the girls earlier, which by now had left a lovely pattern on their roasted skin, and just like that it was time to carve. Before anything else, both of their heads, still pretty and full of hair, where carefully severed and set in the middle between them for a truly engrossing display.
 
After that, large swaths of their plumpened rears were sliced off one after the other and placed on each of the diners’ plates, only to be sliced up all the more by their individual steak knives and devoured with gusto. At the cooks suggestion, the two pairs of breasts were divided amongst them and used to flavor the coming cuts rather than being eaten directly. All the fat contained inside had rendered somewhat, and dribbled with juices that gave every bite of thigh and calf an overwhelmingly delightful, saucy flavor. It was like adding a thick broth, perfectly seasoned, atop the steaks, superior to anything in a bottle.
 
 
After the glutes had been fully carved up, the legs had been whittled down to bones, and the arms were split between them all to be gnawed on freely, the thin, but delectable meat of their torsos was sliced into thin strips, that the lucky viewers could later take home to enjoy in their own time. True to the agreement Melissa had worked out, the chef received all of the proceeds from this stream, and the ones from the week before.
 
 
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Later, the two very highest bidders of all were given the rarest memento from their meal. Nathalie’s head had gone to a young blonde man, who absently spoke about mounting it, if he could get it properly cleaned up and taxidermied, while Melissa’s went to a short redhead. A ginger just like her. He, rather, seemed to have plans to rubberize his trophy, and return to it whenever he needed a little… special alone time.
 
Though she could never have imagined this end to her career, Nathalie had been fed to her Natfanatics, and Melly Toughtits, as it turned out, had very soft and subtle breasts despite her name. Soon enough, the viewers had moved onto other E-girls, but nobody could ever forget what a fantastic last stream the two had given, for the subs…