The actual gameplay is alright, but she could really have fun during the downtime. Respawns, queues, each one gives her a chance to make sure her camera has a nice view of her boobs and crystal. "Okay, everyone~" She chimes. "You're all falling under my spell again. Everyone who doesn't send me a dollar before the match starts is gonna think they're a chicken~" That wonderful streamer spirit had mostly left her head. She still got a tingle when a new subscriber joined or someone sent her a donation. Wearing the costume still gave her this wonderful erotic bliss. She slept in it most nights after streaming. She had to remind herself not to wear it when she went to her day job.
"When was the last time you washed that thing?" Mersenne poked their head into Nea's room. Mersy was her roommate. A short stay-at-home hacker with a thick nest of black hair on their head that requires prescription-strength shampoo just to stop it from getting worse. The only thing rarer than seeing them outside the house was seeing them without sweatpants and a Coke Zero.
"Maybe I should change things up. But you get to handle the stream while I'm gone~ Play whatever you want, dear." Nea stands up and lets Mersy take her seat. "Everyone be nice to Mersy, okay~?" She blows a kiss at the camera and hops off to the closet.
"Ahem." Mersenne mumbles. We can't all have the public speaking skills of a freshly brainwashed internet personality. "Hello, everyone. Today, we'll be playing… let's see…" They scrolled through Nea's library. "Grace's Row 3. I always used to, uh, dress up as those Decker specialist girls with the huge hammers, plaid skirts, and the really good- what, uh, torn fishnets in the game. And sometimes you get to run around with that big old gravity hammer thin-" Nea's crystal dropped between Mersy and the screen. The audience could see Nea smiling over her roommate's shoulder, dangling her lovely, shiny crystal and holding something behind her back.
"Deep breaths, Mersy~ We're gonna put on a nice show for the people." A few pink electric sparks jump from her fingers to her crystal to Mersy's eyes. "Just relax and sink into your seat, and you'll make all the people out there very happy. You'll make me happy. You love it when I'm happy." Poor, defenseless Mersenne is already sinking into the chair, transfixed by the crystal. "And it would make me very happy if you stood up and stripped."
Mersy wobbles to their feet. Eyes stuck and jaw slack. They slowly slide out of their sweatpants and peel their shirt off. "Very good! Take a bow, dear. Everyone's clapping for you!" Mersy takes a pretty awkward bow, facing away from both the camera and Nea while staring at her crystal every second.
"And now~" Nea takes Mersy's chin. Can't have 'em drooling on the carpet, after all. "You're gonna be my hypnotized cosplay stream slut pet. You love nothing more than to be dressed up and hypnotized on stream for me. Every time I'm on the air, you'll be right there with me. Smiling, looking pretty, and ready to fall under my spell at the drop of a hat. Perfect."
"Perfect~" Mersenne echoed.
"Thank Princess Nea for making you a hypnotized cosplay slut~" Nea reveals her surprise and dangles the outfit for everyone to see. Electric blue skirt, torn fishnets, a sexy jacket and T-shirt, and, of course, a big ol' gravity hammer with a dildo on top. "And she'll dress you up~"
"Thank you so much, Princess! Thank you for emptying my head and turning me into your dress-up doll~!" Mersenne has never been this excited about anything, much less anything involving other people and dressing up for a roommate. And yet, here they are, stepping into torn fishnets and glowing roller skates. Completely entranced by a silly swinging crystal and a little bit of brain virus hacking. Mind putty in the hands of a girl still reeling from the effects of a horny cyberghost. Loving every minute of it.
The fake breasts went on, then the shirt, then the cool jacket, then the belts. Every piece of clothing brought bliss to both Mersenne and the girl dressing them up. When the frilly skirt came on, Nea couldn't resist giving her silly dolly a kiss. Poor Mersy looked awful confused. Silly thing didn't know what to do about a kiss from Princess!
"Aww, looks like kisses turn your brain off. It's kinda cute~"
"I'm a cute hypnotized cosplay slut~ Kisses turn my brain off~"
Nea sat in front of the camera and beckoned her doll slut to come sit on her lap. "Hi, everyone! I'd like to officially introduce Dolly Slut! The only thing she loves more than being hypnotized into dressing up for me is being hypnotized into dressing up for me and my stream! Say hi to everyone, Dolly."
"Hii~" Dolly waved. "My name is Dolly Slut, and that's everything Princess Nea put in my silly little head! <3" Dolly stuck their tongue out a little and crossed their eyes.
"Isn't she great, folks? Made 'em myself~" Dolly gets a kiss on the cheek and a pat on the head.
Nea played the game as best she could with a silly, empty dolly on her lap trying (and succeeding!) to look cute for the camera. When she got to one of the cute specialist girls her doll was so perfectly dressed as, she gave a 'watch this' wink to the camera. "Hmm, looks like you're missing something, dear." Nea points to the girl on screen. "Look at her hair, dear. She's got a nice, bright blue streak in her hair, and you have all this." She playfully tugs at a tightly coiled lock of her slut's hair. "What's a cosplay slut to do?"
"Please tell me, Princess~!" Dolly begged. "You know my head is too empty to think~! I'm just here to look good and wear what you want. Remember when you hypnotized me into doing this in front of everyone and it was really hot?"
"Of course I do. But you won't." Nea swings the crystal in front of her silly dolly's eyes again. "There we go. Blank little head. Empty, silly dolly brain. A blank slate for me to play with. And right now, you're almost ready to be my little Deckerbutt. As soon as your costume is complete, you're gonna be impatient, have a lot of attitude, and loooove being brainwashed. You're a specialist, after all. You don't have time to deal with regular old impossibly gorgeous girls like me."
"Of course not, Princess. I'm much too busy for a perfect, incredible girl to hypnotize me. I especially don't have time to be brainwashed into bringing her snacks and fantasizing about how much I love being under her control!"
"Perfect." Nea winked at the stream, produced the black wig, and-
"MetalGraceSolid just sent a StreamBoost!" The computer chimed. The lights began to flicker. The screen turned every color of the rainbow. And~
]]>A cartoon ghost swishes and floats across the screen. She looks cute! Big old pink twintails with a rainbow of streaks meeting at the tip, little stars on her face, headphones around her neck, and, of course, a nice pair of tits poking out of her spooky breasts. She presses her face against Nea's screen and… pops out! "Don't worry~! We'll get those viewer numbers way up!" Nea's eyes struggle to follow the helpful ghost swirling around the edges of her vision, leaving cute little notifications in her wake. "New subscriber!" floated off her hair. "$20 donation!".
"Startin' with your cup size~" The game controller cables unravel from the ghost's arms and pluge into Nea's body. The ghost pulls herself in close and starts to merge with Nea.
The boobs are always the first thing. "Ooh, lucky girl! You're getting two cup sizes. Someone must have paid extra~" She makes Nea wink at the screen while her eyes flash perky pink and swirling digital green. "Thank you for the donation, dear~!" Their combined voices come through Nea's mouth. Her tri-colored hair pomfs out into huge, festive twintails. Their tongue hangs out of their mouth. Her viewership shoots into the thousands as countless smaller ghosts weasel out of distant computer screens. Each one a new avid fan, ready to tune in every time their favorite streamer comes on, and each one perfectly enthralled by whatever Miss Nea put on screen.
And come on she will! Poor Nea almost can't handle the sheer bliss that comes with merging your mind with a ghost who's going to propel you to internet stardom. Both her hands are firmly planted between her thighs, stroking and moaning her silly little brains out. "God, usually they don't get the exhibitionist kink until at least a week in~ Shame you don't get to cum until you reach five thousand subscribers~" The chat is going wild. The words swirl at the corners of Nea's vision. Every donation and new subscriber cranks the bliss in her brain farther and farther up. Her eyes roll back into her head. Poor thing doesn't know what to do with herself.
"I think I know how we can get you there." Their combined voice comes out of Nea's mouth. They look at the hero select screen for Viperwatch, featuring one of its flagship characters. A tall girl with spiky blonde hair and a pink streak over her left eye wearing an awfully skin-tight suit. "I'm Gracer! Good choice, dear. <3" She chimes when you select her and she's not too busy kisshacking one of the robot girls in the lineup or hypnotizing and butt grabbing one of her fellow humans.
And that's how Nea wound up stripping on cam and pouring herself into a nice, skintight Gracer outfit. They even had matching cock bulges! She settles the wig on her head and strikes a pose for her thousands of adoring fans, all just a little hypnotized into hanging on her every move. The donations and subscribers flow in faster and faster, obscuring her vision. She didn't care. She was awash with bliss just pleasing her public. At some point, she started playing the game and doing pretty well. It's all kind of a blur, really. She streamed for hours, racking up incredible numbers. Her bank account swells with donations. If someone's in front of a screen, there's a fifty percent chance they're watching Nea stream.
Eventually, the stream ends. Nea is one of the best Viperwatch players in the world. More people saw her stream than the moon landing. The ghost leaves her body with a kiss on the cheek. "See you next time~" She coos before slipping back into the screen. And Nea wakes up, wearing a skintight bodysuit, a wig that's a little stuck to her head, and knowing that she should do it again tomorrow.
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The proprietrix, a girl perpetually stuck in the 90s named Quarter Viper, leans against her favorite Virtua Blaster 3 cabinet. "So!" She smiles. "What's your poison?" She kicks off the cabinet, grinds along the prize counter, and launches into a perfect orbit around you.
The prize counter has the usual arcade trappings. Candy. Combs. Lava lamps. A motorcycle that's physically impossible to collect enough tickets for. The Viper Pit's pride and joy, however, is its cosplay selection. Rows of wigs and costumes from skimpy to modest all wait for you.
Viper's already taken your hand and led you to one of the machines. Have you ever heard of Dragon Adventure 3: The Flappening? You have now! Viper plunks a quarter in the machine for you. "First game's free!" She bounces.
Your fingers work the buttons and the joystick. The little green dragon on screen obediently flaps its wings and breathes its fire. As you play, you swear the graphics get better, from simple pixels to clumsy 3D and beyond.
You drop in quarter after quarter. The buttons slowly vanish from your consciousness. The machine spits out ribbons of tickets. Viper helpfully trades them in for you. Big, green stompy dragon boots. A soft golden chest surrounded by hard emerald scales.
At some point, you ran out of quarters and started plunking bits of yourself into the machine. You didn't really need all those memories. What matters is getting enough tickets to finish your dragon costume. Humans other than Miss Viper are so boring.
Eventually, your sharp claws release the joystick. You rescued the princess and beat the game. Viper dunks the final piece- a dragon head- over your boring human one. The screen turns off, and you see a mighty dragon reflected back.
Gorgeous golden eyes. A powerful emerald body. Strong, double jump-ready wings. A tail that swishes and curls at your command. And all it cost was a little humanity. You're a much better dragon anyways. Perfect for hoarding treasure and giving Viper rides. Game over!
EPILOGUE: Quarter Viper would later go on to become Chief Justice of the Supreme Court.
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