“What the actual fuck,” Kimmy cursed looking at her standing on Jerkoff’s top streamers.  She wasn’t upset that she wasn’t number one, or even top three.  Heck, she knew just by the profile pictures that she probably would never beat those gorgeous-looking woman.  Ones that deserved those top spots.  No, it wasn’t their view counts that was making her upset.  Kimmy was upset that as hard as she worked over the years, there was someone rising up the ranks much faster than ever before, this fucking Cammy person.

Kimmy clicked the profile belonging to Cammy, who was just two spots lower than her.  Kimmy worked so hard to make it where she was, and for someone to be right on her tail in just a few months at most, was upsetting to say the least.  Kimmy looked at the tanned skinned and blonde hair person smiling, and giving a playful wink.  There didn’t seem to be anything special about Cammy, well besides that it was a he and not a she, but that couldn’t be the reason he had so many freaking followers.  Kimmy’s frown grew as she watched a few clips and videos and scrunched her face up at his little “playtime” on camera.  He was a fucking freak, that was for sure.  Using what looked like little props or treating objects like they were people… and viewers were gobbling it up with enjoyment.  Sadly it seemed everyone using the website was a degenerate looking for some kind of sick fantasy to be played out.  So was it Cammy’s appeal to the weirdos and their freaky fetishes that raked in the most views?  

“I can’t lose to someone like him,” Kimmy muttered into her clenched fist resting in front of her mouth.  “I worked too hard, and far too long,” Kimmy nearly hissed as she glared her resentment toward the cute twink who was posing at the end of one of his videos.  Cammy had been calling the soiled sock “Jeff” the entire stream and pretending it was an actual person.  The soiled sock looked ready to be thrown out after Cammy was done with it.  Kimmy was disgusted at the fact that the sock actually started off used on one of Cammy’s feet only to be placed on his crotch to jerk off with.  This was the type of stuff she was gonna lose to?  Fuck that!

Kimmy wanted to throw her computer across her desk as she jumped up seething.  “That little shit…”  Kimmy felt her rage building as it almost felt like Cammy’s smiling face and twinkling eyes were mocking all her and all her efforts.  She couldn’t compete with him if he was just gonna jerk his cock off with clothes and stuff and get a bunch of views.  There was only so much she could do on camera that would keep her followers with her.  Which means, if she couldn’t get new followers, than the only answer was to make Cammy lose them…

A smile grew on her face.  It wasn’t a bad idea.  If she could come up with a way to make Cammy lose followers and subscribers. Then it wouldn’t be long before Cammy would fall down the ranks and back down where he belongs.  Kimmy liked the idea, but how was she gonna do this?  Judging by what she just saw, and the response on his chat, it was more like he had a cult worshiping him online.  The few things that Kimmy saw Cammy do on the couple of videos she watched, showed just how much messed up shit he was into or willing to do.  So to ruin him, she would have to do something really crazy and disgusting.

The gears slowly worked in Kimmy’s head.  She would have to dominate him.  Break his cute and cheerful self.  Show everyone what a fraud he is.  Kimmy would have to do it all on stream too.  “I need to collab with him,” Kimmy muttered as she quickly put her desk chair back into position by the computer.  Clicking Cammy’s direct messaging button.  She quickly sent Cammy a message.

“Just saw you are in top sixteen streamers, congratulations.  I was wondering, did you want to do a collaboration?  I hear it helps both streamers when they do a joint stream.  Let me know if you are interested ;)”

Kimmy sat at her computer for a few minutes before she received a reply to her message.

“SURE!  Sounds like fun!”

Kimmy smirked as she already got a response so quickly.  Sending another reply back and just a quick chat, Kimmy was able to set up a date and time in the next two weeks for their joint collaboration of streaming.  Soon she would bring this Cammy person down.

Today was the day, Kimmy was heading over to Cammy’s place.  What she was planning on doing to him, was just downright cruel and horrendous, that she didn’t want to ruin her room where she streamed.  After some thinking, she pulled a small group of her most die-hard fans into a little chat room.  Asking what they would do in a hypothetical situation.  Some of them just weren’t good enough, others were too over the top.  However, after a little brainstorming and probing, she finally got something.  Just seeing Cammy’s face covered in her urine, having him begging and pleading as his makeup and hair ruined by her pissing all over him was making her feel all tingly.  She might enjoy this more than she thought.  She already had some straps and bondage gear, to keep him bonded before the audience of both streamer’s viewers.  When Kimmy was done with Cammy, she would make sure only the deprived, lowest, and disgusting fans would follow him, ruining his career for streaming.

Following the directions that Cammy gave her the other day, she made her way toward Cammy’s home.  Kimmy rang the doorbell and waited outside.  After no answer for a few moments, she rang it again to hear a very feminine voice call out, “Just a second!”

Kimmy quickly recalled the voice to belong to Cammy, from the several streams she watched. Kimmy found that in person it was much cuter than over the digital recording.  A wave of jealousy hit her as she couldn’t help but compare herself to this guy who was trying to pretend to be a chick.  As she waited for Cammy to come to the door, she couldn’t help but remind herself that this guy was technically sucking viewers from her.  She was mentally preparing herself for the sabotage she would need to do to his fan base. This was the right thing to do, if not for herself but all the others Cammy had swindled out of viewers and ranks.

It didn’t take too much longer before the front door opened and Kimmy was greeted by Cammy.  He stood there, looking nothing like how he did on his streams.  His long hair was all over the place, like he just woke up.  Dressed in a too large hoodie that hung past his thighs.  It was clear that he just woke up from the sleepy look on his face.  A yawn broke out of Cammy, “Yeah?”

“...uh, it’s me?  Kimmy, you know… for the stream,” Kimmy responded trying to bite back any anger at the boy’s forgetfulness.  They were suppose to stream in like 10 minutes and he was what, fucking sleeping?!

“Ohhhh, right, aren’t you a little early,” Cammy replied as he stepped out of the way for Kimmy to walk into his home.

“We did say five PM,” Kimmy reminded him that it was getting close to that time.

Cammy smiled, “Yup, but like we still got time.  Well, come on I guess I should show you my room and stuff.  Gonna have to excuse me for a bit, got to clean up and get ready myself.”

Kimmy didn’t remark as Cammy lead her through the apartment.  She couldn’t help but watch as Cammy walked ahead, each step drawing his hoodie up a little, flashing her the nakedness underneath it.  Kimmy couldn’t tell for sure, but it almost looked like he didn’t have shorts or underwear on beneath the hoodie.  He wasn’t even freaking close to being ready!  The almost disregarding attitude he was showing, and lack of concern on the timetable they agreed on only ignited more anger in Kimmy.  Luckily, Cammy had his swaggering back to her, so he couldn’t see her glare dagger into his back.

“And this is my room,” Cammy announced showing Kimmy his bedroom.  It looked like the one she saw in his streams.  Same bed, lighting, and all the other stuff she noticed from the previous videos she watched.  It was odd being here for real, but it was whatever.  “Okay, well, I guess I should change into something more appropriate,” Cammy giggled in the doorway, “Don’t go anywhereeeeeee.”  Cammy headed out of the room.

Kimmy rolled her eyes at how causal he was acting when they were supposed to be live in less than ten minutes.  “Lazy ass bastard,” Kimmy grumbled as she pulled her bag off and started to open it up showing off the rope and other bondage gear she was planning to tie Cammy down with.  Originally, the idea of the stream was gonna be a bondage video, and both agreed to no intercourse but touching was fine.  Cammy sounded excited to try out being tied up, so once he was locked in place, that was when Kimmy was gonna straddle his face and douse him in a torrent of pee she had been holding in for a little while now.  Pulling out the bondage supplies and rope, Kimmy closed her eyes and tried to keep herself composed and ready for destroying Cammy on camera.

Just as Kimmy looked at the clock, and thought they would be late, Cammy came in still wearing his hoodie and nothing else.  It looked like the only thing he did when he left was clean up his face and comb his curly hair out of its messy state.  There was a little make applied on his face to pull out some features but other than that, he didn’t do much.

“Uh… is that it, are you streaming like that,” Kimmy asked uncertainly.  It wasn’t that he didn’t look like his cute self, far from it, just shocking to see the unusual clothing compared to the girly and almost princess like clothes he usually wore on stream.

Cammy nodded, “Yup.  Figured I didn’t need to dress up too much for this one.  Right?”

Kimmy shrugged, he had a point.  He was supposed to get naked when she used the rope, so Kimmy figured less clothing meant less work for her.  It didn’t matter really, it just felt unusual.  In fact after sitting in Cammy’s room for the last five or so minutes she felt like something was off, like something was missing in here.  She didn’t know what, but something in the room felt off for some reason.  

Cammy sauntered over toward the computer and bent forward toward his desk.  Kimmy did in fact have her answer to whether Cammy was wearing anything under his hoodie.  No.  No, he wasn’t.  His plump booty gave Kimmy a wink as he stretched forward toward the computer and had his hoodie pull up exposing himself.  The tan skin and soft almost marshmallow looking backside greeted Kimmy as Cammy started to set up his streaming.  Kimmy looked away, what a slut.

It didn’t take Cammy too long to log in and start to prepare the stream.  “Do you need to do anything to get your fans to join in,” Cammy asked glancing over his shoulder at Kimmy sitting on his bed.

“No, I already told them when and whose channel I’ll be on,” Kimmy told Cammy.

Cammy smiled, “Cool!  Alright… oh yeah! That sure is more than usual, wow,” Cammy whistled at the already gathering viewers waiting for the show.  Cammy pulled away from the dark screen showing what the camera was streaming.  Kimmy did noticed Cammy was positioning the camera a little before steeping back.  “Alright, so we introduce ourselves and than what?  Just jump right into it,” Cammy asked smiling at Kimmy.

“Yeah that sounds about right,” Kimmy reflected the smile.  Just a little longer…

It didn’t take long till Kimmy watched the screen come to life and show off both her and Cammy in the same frame.

“Heeeeeey,” Cammy greeted showing off peace signs with his hands and giving off the cutest aura Kimmy ever felt.  Any tiredness in Cammy’s voice or face was gone like it never existed.  His smile grew three times bigger and cheerful.  It wasn’t till now that Kimmy realized just how much work and effort Cammy put into his streaming.  “Hello everyone!  It’s Cammy, duh,” Cammy gave off a goofy grin, “Of course you all knew that… but who is this?!  Well today we both have a special treat, we’re both doing a collaboration together!”  Cammy’s excitement was so infectious that Kimmy almost forgot what she was planning to do.

Kimmy gave her own greeting and wave to her fans and the others watching, “Thanks for watching, and I promise this will be a stream no one forgets.”

Cammy smiled and looked at Kimmy who looked back at him, “That’s for sure…”

Kimmy’s felt her smile slowly fade and a soft frown forming on her face.  The way Cammy said those words… something, something didn’t feel right.

“ANYWAYS!”  Cammy quickly blurted out turning back to the camera leaving Kimmy’s confused face and feeling behind as he addressed the others.  “I just want to give a big shout-out to all my fans, especially the ones that helped me out a little while ago,” Cammy winked at the viewers, “You know who you are… DMan117, thanks for the lovely tip.  Love you and hope you watching cutie,” Cammy gave the camera a kiss.

Kimmy was finally recovering from her confused look and feelings, as she decided to step in, “Today we have a special surprise for everyone.”

Cammy nodded, “We sure do!”

“It’s something, to be honest about, is new to not just me but, also you, right Cammy?”  Kimmy asked.

Cammy nodded, “Oh it sure is.  I’ve never tried anything like this on stream… off-stream,” Cammy gave one of his famous winks, “Well, shhhhh  that’s a secret.”

Kimmy wasn’t sure if he was just being a tease or was serious about it, but that had nothing to do with it.  Instead she went on.  “Before we get started, it’s always important when you do these things, you have a safety word.  Something to let not just your partner but everyone else involved, that’s you chat,” Kimmy announced, “Knows when it’s time to stop.  Safety is always important.”

“She’s totally right.  So, what’s the safety word for today,” Cammy asked Kimmy.

“I was thinking,” Kimmy couldn’t help but say the first word that came to her mind, “Beetle-juice.”

Cammy giggled, “Do we have to say it three times in order to stop?”

Kimmy cracked a forced smile, “Nope, just once will do.”

“Okay, well everyone, with that settle,” Cammy turned to the camera and gave everyone his charming smile, “I guess we should get started yeah?”

Those were the exact words that Kimmy was waiting for.  She proceeded to head toward the bed to grab the bondage gear she had lead out-

Kimmy’s body wasn’t moving.  She felt stuck, or frozen in place.  Her legs were locked in place, arms down at her side unwilling to move.  Kimmy felt like she was one of those mannequins at the mall or store locked in one spot and unable to move.  Kimmy’s eyes darted around the room trying to find out what the heck was going on!  

Cammy on the other hand wasn’t obstructed like Kimmy was.  He was till walking around the room like nothing was going on.  Cammy turned his back on the camera and looked right at Kimmy, a very wicked and devilish grin spread across his face, one that made Kimmy’s body ridged and cold.  The camera didn’t pick up Cammy’s look toward Kimmy at this angle.  His eyes told her everything, some how he knew what she was up to.  Kimmy didn’t know how, but it was clear that Cammy had set his own trap for her. Maybe he drugged her food or drink… did she even eat or drink anything?  Did he inject something into her?  Questions ran through Kimmy’s still functioning brain, but her body wasn’t reacting to any of her panicked signals she was sending to them.  

The flash of cruelty and malice that was on Cammy’s face was there just for a little while longer before the innocent happy smile replaced it as Cammy turned around toward the camera.  “Oh man… I was up waaay too late the other day.  In fact, some of you were still on when I ended my stream this morning.  I just woke up too,” Cammy announced as he stepped out of the way of the camera so Kimmy was in view now.  “You know the worse part of waking up in the morning is, chat?”

Kimmy had no idea where this was going, none of this was part of her plan or anything that Cammy discussed with her.  Still she couldn’t help but read some of the chat.

“Getting a bonner”

“Hungry?”

“Haha no way… seriously?”

“I LOVE YOU CAMMY!”

The messages were coming in too fast for Kimmy to keep up as it was clearly Cammy’s fans filling the chat room.  After a few seconds Cammy smiled, “That’s right, having to take a morning piss!”  Cammy let out a disappointed sound, “But the bathroom sooooo far away, I wonder if there’s something closer that I can use instead…”  The sad pout that Cammy was giving the viewers was soon directed to Kimmy.  She knew exactly where this was going and so did the chat.

“HAHA YES! DO IT!”

“Ewwww, seriously?”

“PP time”

“You can use me next CAMMY!”

“I don’t get it”

Cammy turned toward Kimmy and again with his back to the camera she saw the wicked smirk, his voice showed no resentment or hate that was in his eyes, “Kimmy?  Do you mind?”  Kimmy felt her knees start to give out as she thumped down to ground on her knees and legs.  Her mouth slowly quivering as she knew what Cammy was gonna do.  Whatever dark magic or hypnosis he had on her, was completely in control of her body.  Cammy walked to her side so that they were both in frame of the camera recording for everyone to see.  “Now remember that safe word, just say it and we’ll stop.  Okay,” Cammy spoke sweetly and kindly.  Something that didn’t reflect the situation that Kimmy was in.

Kimmy felt her mind and mouth scream out, “BEETLEJUICE! BEETAJUICE! BEETLEJUICE!”  She creamed out loud.

However the only sound that Kimmy got was the almost nonstop sounds of notification pings that filled the room.  Cammy just kept smiling, as he shrugged, “Welp you didn’t hear it from Kimmy, so… better drain the main vein,” Cammy cheered.  

Kimmy whimpered and begged for Cammy to stop but he only grew closer toward her.  Slowly Cammy reached down and grabbed the hoodie’s hem and started to pull it upward.  Slowly his thighs were being revealed and soon his two testicles and finally Cammy pulled up his almost skirt like hoodie up to his chest showing off more skin than needed.  His soft and slightly limp member showing off his gender dangled in-front of Kimmy’s horrified face.  Cammy was clearly only a few inches away but close enjoy for Kimmy to smell him.  Kimmy did her best not to open her mouth, forcing her to breath through her nose picking up more of that mixture of male and almost fruity smell coming off of him.  Two conflicting smells but for some reason it worked for Cammy.

Cammy used one hand to hold himself and the other to keep his clothing from covering his crotch back up.  “Well, say ahhhhh,” Cammy cooed.  Kimmy wanted to shake her head, but slowly her mouth started to part open and her lips formed an opening.  Cammy smirked, “That’s a good girl…”  Cammy started to slowly slide his slong closer to Kimmy’s now gaping mouth.

Kimmy felt words bubbling up in dramatic protest of what was going to happen.  Her gut was churning already in fear.  However she couldn’t run, move, or even close her mouth.  Instead she was forced to watch Cammy smiling face look down at her as he slowly placed the tip and a portion of his penis into her opening.  His warm manhood sliding over her lips and placing it’s tip on the tip of her tongue.  She could feel the shape of his cock colliding with the siding of her lips and mouth.  The half wilted member sitting in her mouth gave off a salty taste, which was building up on her taste buds.  “Mmm, so warm… it’s feel like I’m standing in the warm hot shower and just, you know, wanting to let it gooooo,” Cammy purred.

She wouldn’t have been more shocked if Cammy slapped her in the face right there.  Yet, instead of slapping her, Cammy’s cock shot out a hot stream of salty scum into her mouth.  The burning warm liquid blasted right by Kimmy’s tounge and into the back of her mouth.  The force of it made her cough and gag as she gulped down what she could but the powerful piss plowed forward.  Kimmy felt tears building up from the horror of gulping down the inteste stream of urine, from the insanely salty sting, and from the delighted look of bliss on Cammy’s face from taking a piss in her mouth.  Unable to stop herself, she could only swallow when she felt the build up in her mouth with the slightly warmer than room temperature liquid sloshing around in her puckered cheeks.  She could heard the pee filling her mouth and knew when she needed to gulp before it spilled out of her.  It was almost like another person was controlling her body, but she was still there to experience it all.  The flavor, the pain, the horror, and humiliation.  The fleshy penis in her mouth moved slightly back and forth as Cammy stood there sighing in bliss slowly rocking his hips left and right. Trailing a hot torrent of torment throughout Kimmy’s mouth.

Cammy’s laugh filled Kimmy’s ears, “I probably shouldn’t have drank so much last night, my bad.”

Kimmy felt sick to her stomach, but that was probably the gallon of pee starting to build up in her gut from the casual piss Cammy was taking.  The stream of Cammy piss splashed and slide down Kimmy’s chugging throat, only to be collected in her filling belly. It all just made her want to vomit. However the constant flow of yellow fluid kept everything pushing one way and not the other. Kimmy wanted to cry, as she swore it wasn’t going to end anytime soon, but she was wrong. Cammy let out a deep sigh as he stood there hips pressing into her lips, like she was deepthroating the cocky boy, yet his limp member didn’t reach all the way back there. The noise coming from Cammy signaled the tapering off of the strong surge of salinated water. The raging river of pee soon became a stream and than a trickle. Only droplets of bitter bile dribbled out of the little tip of Cammy’s cock as he let out a nice contented sound.

“Much better. I swear guys,” Cammy giggled above Kimmy’s disgusted face, “I think I just whizzed like a whole pool worth of pee. But lucky for me,” Cammy looked down at Kimmy’s horrified eyes before winking at the camera, “Kimmy swallows. Good job! She didn’t even spill a drop!”

Kimmy couldn’t see past Cammy’s hips as the chat exploded with comments. She could only imagine the things people were saying, and she was sure it wasn't good for her. Still that was the least of her worries. It wasn’t till Cammy pulled back and let his damp dick drop out of her mouth that she gasped for air. Kimmy continued to pant and gasp for air as Cammy dropped his hoodie to cover himself before walking off to do something. Kimmy felt some control come back as her body surged forward toward the ground. Her hand shot out and held her up with as much effort she could as she continued to cough and get some air into her lunges and get that vile bitter salty sting out of her throat. Kimmy could try and recall when she last felt this queasy or sick, however she didn’t want to chance vomiting right there. She didn’t care about the floor or what might happen to her if she puked, she just didn’t want to throw up. That experience was not something she was not fond of and refused to barf… or she would try not to.

As Kimmy was struggling from belching up her stomach, she heard Cammy chatting. She wasn’t listening and so could only pick up a few words here and there. She was focused on the door and wanted to head toward it. She felt her arms moving. Each hand trying to drag her to the only exit from whatever the heck was going-

Cammy’s voice cut into Kimmy’s world when he spoke next. “Now where did my chair go…”

For whatever reason, Kimmy now knew why the room looked different. There was no computer chair. She didn’t know why she did it. Kimmy stopped and turned her head and saw that Cammy was right, his chair was missing.

Cammy gave a pout, “Awww, but how am I suppose to use the computer with my gaming chair gone…”

Kimmy felt the pieces slowly falling into place. Her eyes widening as Cammy slowly turned toward her with a smile growing, “Oh I know! Kimmy? Sweetie, do you mind?”

Kimmy’s body fell into that frightening state where she couldn’t move her body the way she wanted it to. She was slowly turning from the door, and now crawling toward a mischievously grinning Cammy. Her own body wasn’t listen as she was screaming for it to stop.

“What a peach,” Cammy delightedly clapped his hands. “Oh Kimmy, I knew I could count on you today. Alright, looks like I found my chair after all,” Cammy explained as he turned around with Kimmy still approaching him. Cammy slowly reached back and pulled up the backside of his hoodie. Kimmy shook her head as approached that looming rear end. Her head slowly tilting upward and her face getting closer to Cammy as he gently stated to lean backward. Cammy’s squishy looking butt blocking out more and more light, as Kimmy’s face was aiming right for that, dare she say cute butt crack? Every fiber in her body told her to look away or turn her head, but she couldn’t move it anymore. Soon her face was prying apart that recessives of Cammy’s crack. The dark recesses of Cammy’s booty slowly pressed into Kimmy’s face, sliding over her cheeks and past her face, burring her face first into the depths of the dark and blackened backside. The pressure around her face was immense but not painful. It wasn’t till she felt her nose and mouth bump into a firm wall that she knew she was at her destination of her butt diving.

The muffled sounds of a delighted Cammy hit Kimmy’s ears, “So firm but soft. I love this new chair. Let me show you all a better angle.” Kimmy felt a muffled whimper of humliation bubble out and up into Cammy’s ass as she knew that she was being shown off to everyone. She was holding the fucking girly boy up by having him sitting on her face. As much as Kimmy wanted to protect her persona, there was no way of escaping under the baring weight of Cammy crushing crapper. Kimmy either couldn’t move or Cammy weighted much more than he looked as Kimmy’s face couldn’t even budge from his backside. Kimmy muffled a few pleading words that went unheard into Cammy’s backside, or so she thought. It wasn’t till a few moments after her begging that Cammy wiggled a little deeper into Kimmy’s appalled face. A layer of hot skin smearing deeper into her nose and mouth. Kimmy wanted to gag at the musky and dirty smelling scent that hit her as she was forced deeper into Cammy’s ass. Stuck snug in Cammy’s crack Kimmy could hear him mutter, “Not as comfy as my old chair, but it’ll do.”

Cammy’s voice was muffled but hearable, “Okay chat, got my chair, took my piss, time to do some Q and A. We got pletny of time to mess around.” Kimmy tried to struggled under Cammy’s butt, but he either was moving with her or she wasn’t moving at all. Anywhere she tried to move, if she was, she couldn’t seem to get out from under the rear end of the psychotic freak. His bare back side stuck to her face like superglue as he went on. “OH! Yes I remember, no my favorite foods are…” Kimmy blocked out the rest of Cammy’s voice as she did her best to try and escape from her physical and metaphorical prison. The hunky hot hindquarters of Cammy wrapped around Kimmy keeping her tucked in deep with no escape. She was stuck pressed into his back side as he kept his planted booty right on top of her.

“Good question,” Cammy exclaimed to one of his fans, as he proceeded to use Kimmy’s face as a seat.

She couldn’t stay here, she needed a way out. However as much as she wanted to escape she couldn’t think of how to get away. If Cammy, for some fucking demonic reason had her trapped in htis fucked up stream, she needed a way out. Maybe when he was distracted? Or what about when he was done streaming?? She was able to crawl to the door after he… pissed in her mouth…

That thought was so disgusting that Kimmy nearly lost it right there and than. The feeling of luke warm liquid in her belly told her to bail out of this when she could. However she couldn't as she was stuck. However Kimmy had a plan to leave the room when Cammy stopped whatever he was doing. She just needed to-

“OH?! HAHA Noooo,” Cammy squealed as he read and listen to chat. “I mean… I could, but that’s so...yucky!”

Kimmy had no idea what Cammy was referring to, but “yucky” was not something Kimmy felt was a good reference to use around her and her situation. Kimmy tried to pry her face away from the darker depths of the dank crevice she was stuck in. Slowly, she felt her nose and lips sliding away from the skin she was originally shoved into. She… she was doing it! Kimmy was retreating from Cammy’s butt!

Just as Kimmy thought she was free and safe, Cammy asked, “Oh Kimmy? Can you be a doll, my butt itches, can you help a fellow streamer out?”

All the progress that Kimmy had made was undone as she felt her face diving back into that horrible backside like a dog going after a treat. Her mouth opening and tongue was starting to extract from her mouth. With no way to fight or stop it, her tongue started to move forward, wiggling and waggling as it approached it’s destination. Kimmy let out a muffled cry and beg into the blubbery butt surrounding her, but it didn’t help. The feeling of warm skin touched her taste-buds. Kimmy had always found butts and anal stuff disgusting, having to lick this freak’s ass was worse than being used as a pisser. The taste of Cammy’s ass made Kimmy gag, but her tongue didn’t stop as it pressed further and instead of touching just the tip, the whole surface of her licker was being used like a wipe or brush. Kimmy screamed her disgust and horror into the flabby fat around her, as her tongue licked once and than came back for seconds. She was slowly itching whatever spot that Cammy needed as Kimmy felt his butt twitch from the sensation.

“Mmm, that feels nice, thanks! Keep it up,” Cammy cheered Kimmy on as he went back to his stream.

Kimmy wanted to pull her tongue back, move her face away, hell she wouldn’t have mind trying to bite some of the flesh smearing around her face, but she couldn’t stop herself from licking. Her tongue lapped, swirled, and even darted around the dark corners of Cammy’s rear. There were a few times where she licked up areas that didn’t taste as bitter and nasty as some spots. What was bad was when she knew exactly when she licked at Cammy’s anus. Not only could she felt the little pucker, or even taste the foulness of the closed portal, but it was the way Cammy’s voice jumped a notch in pitch from the surprise and delight when she touched it.

Kimmy could feel her tongue going numb, and she had lost all taste a little while ago, if anything she just felt tired and sweaty. Very sweaty. It seemed being shoved deep into someone’s ass crack didn’t provide a lot of air current. The smell was stuffy and smelly, sweat and butt funk filled Kimmy’s nose. Her licking had slowed to a just a few flicks every couple of minutes, or what felt like minutes. Kimmy felt beads of sweat building around her and dripping off not just her face, but Cammy’s backside. Kimmy didn’t know if it was hers, his, or maybe it was a combination of both. Still Cammy didn’t remove himself form her face, as he continued to stay seated on her face and shift ever once in a while. Kimmy was sure it was because he was sliding off her face… or maybe he just enjoyed rubbing his ass over her face like the fucked up freak that he was. All Kimmy knew was that her nose was full of Cammy’s crappy ass smelling stink and possibly other stuff too.

The outside world was dead to Kimmy as even the muffled sounds of the chat and Cammy blended into a throbbing pulse in her head. Or maybe that was Cammy’s actual pulse thumping in her brain. It was so loud, and hot she felt like she was going to pass out soon…

Suddenly Cammy lifted his enormous moonshapped ass off of Kimmy’s face and she inhaled deeply for the freshest and cleanest breath of air she had ever had in her entire life. Gasping and panting while still sitting on the floor, Kimmy felt her sight and other senses coming back as Cammy got up off her.

“Ops sorry about that, forgot that THIS chair needs air…my bad,” Cammy laughed at Kimmy. “Aww, you looking a little red there, but it couldn’t have been that bad, I mean… you were licking me an awful lot for someone who hated it,” Cammy continued to taunt and tease her as he stood there at the right angle to show off what was under his hoodie. His penis covered in the dense shade of the undergarment, hidden from the outside of the world, only swaying every time he moved. Did he need to pee again… her stomach was feeling a little empty but the thought of another downpour of piss made it tighten up in disgust.

Kimmy was about to say something but Cammy beat her to it as he wasn’t the one trying to catch their breath from nearly suffocating in the absolute abysmal void that was Cammy’s ass. “Well, everyone, I think the stream is just about over.”

There were pings of viewers responding. Kimmy only got a glance of them complain that it was too soon or wishing Cammy good job. Kimmy couldn’t help but have a sense of euphoria flow out of every pore in her body as her torment was finally done-

“Butt…” Cammy giggled, “Before we end, I thought we should close this special stream with a nice fair well? What do you say?”

“F-fa-fair well,” Kimmy muttered frowning in confusion.

“Mhmmm,” Cammy smiled looking at both Kimmy and than back at the camera as he started to rub his hoodie covered belly. “I got a parting gift for you! I just need to say goodbye to my dinner…”

Kimmy’s eyes blurred and she felt the immediately desire to runaway. Before she could even send that brain signal to her legs and the rest of her body to scram out of there, Kimmy found her body lock up on her. Nothing was working. Kimmy wanted to scream for someone to save her, or to even kill her right there. However the only voice she heard was Cammy going on. Cammy’s sweet and cheerful voice continued, “Might need to make it quick, not sure how much longer I can last… so any last words?” Cammy asked. Kimmy wanted to nod her head profusely like a bobble head or muffled a word out, but she was paralyzed like someone hijacked her body. “No? You sure about that?” Cammy asked sounding surprised but it had to all be for show, she could see it in the smug taunting look. “Maybe one that starts with a B… ends with Juice? You know… was a famous movie… no?” Cammy turned to the camera and shrugged, “Well once again, you all heard it from-” Cammy stopped and laughed as he covered his mouth, “Sorry, I mean you DIDN’T hear it from her so, I guess here,” Cammy said slowly turning around, present his backside. Cammy slowly lifted up his hoodie to once again expose his nude ass and thick cheeks to a horrified and sickened Kimmy. “I…” Cammy said slowly spreading his ass, this time showing Kimmy exactly where she was heading, the little twitching bulb that was Cammy’s anus, flexed for a moment and puckered up for what was surely a preparing kiss to her lips. “Gooooo,” Cammy cooed as he squatted backwards, planting his plump padded pooper right there on Kimmy face.

There was nothing for Kimmy to do but watch as the backside of Cammy’s approached in a slow decent aiming for her face. As slow as Kimmy thought it was, she was sure that it didn’t take Cammy that long to sit ontop of her. Soon Kimmy was mouth and nose deep in that crevices that Cammy called his ass. Kimmy didn’t know if it was planned or just sheer luck that Kimmy’s lip were pushed deep and toward Cammy’s booty hole. Any sound of protest that Kimmy wanted to speak, was soon muffled into the folds of Cammy’s backside. The warm flesh already warping around her poor face. That familiar smell and feeling of Cammy’s crushing ass hit Kimmy with no remorse as she was sent back into hell yet again.

Cammy must have been holding back before, but now, he was putting his full weight on Kimmy as she felt her face get shoved deeper into the flesh pressing around her. Kimmy desperately wanted to roll out from under Cammy, but he wasn’t giving her any choice, that and she couldn’t pry herself apart from Cammy’s butt. Sure enough she was stuck in place. However this wasn’t the worse part, it was the feeling of the soft fleshy ring pressed into her lips that started to twitch and flex that Kimmy felt pure terror rise up inside her. The feeling of the pucker pushing and expanding only made Kimmy scream out in fright and horror of what was coming next. Kimmy wasn’t ready, even if she was given a hundred years to prepare for this, she wouldn’t have been ready.

It was like waiting for a car crash or train wreck to happen right in front of her. Kimmy could see it happening, but was powerless to stop it. Slowly the little anus she was so close to started to widen and soon Cammy’s back door was swinging open. As Cammy’s circular ring opened, so did Kimmy’s lips part in unison. It was like they were synced together, as Kimmy’s mouth started to open wider and wider as Cammy’s anus spread. Soon her mouth was agap and open, while she could almost feel the dreaded shit approaching. Kimmy couldn’t see anything, as she was stuck in utter darkness, but her other senses were working well. Kimmy could almost hear the sound of the monster meandering toward her, she could smell the scent in the air growing, and she could feel every muscle in Cammy’s back side shifting to produce this messy muck from deep within.

The last words Kimmy heard before it all turned to shit was Cammy gasping, “Oh… it’s a big one!”

Kimmy felt a terrified gasp escape her mouth once she heard those words. Cammy’s fudge wasn’t far behind his words as Kimmy felt the object quickly but also slowly get shoved into her open mouth. The feeling was unholy as she screamed out again sounds of disgust that either were soon choked off, or they never left her frozen throat. Kimmy had no choice but to gulp as the larger loaf of leftovers came flowing out. It was big, for someone who looked so small and slender, that was for sure. Kimmy felt her throat seizing up on the mass of something that shouldn’t have been possible for someone like Cammy to produce. However the solid snake of shit wasn’t in Kimmy’s imagination, as she felt the object push on her throat as it descended into her. As being one that wasn’t unfamiliar with doing sexual things on camera, she couldn’t help but compare it to that time she deepthroated a cock. Yet this time, unlike the deepthraoting she did, Kimmy wasn't nearly as prepared for the size of this object. The shape of the object stretching and pushing more than she wanted, descending downward toward her poor belly that didn’t want anything to do with it. Kimmy gagged and grunted as she felt more of the super sized shit slamming straight into her stomach. The air growing hot and smelly as more of the fumes coming from Cammy hit Kimmy. She was gonna pass out soon if she didn’t get a breath in soon…

Than it was over. Kimmy felt the pungent poop pass out of Cammy’s asshole and soon down her weak esophagus. Cammy let out a sigh, but stayed put as Kimmy gulped and gasped for oxygen. She was still stuck there as Cammy flexed his puckering pooper, as if to expel any left overs lagging behind his shit. Kimmy could feel her throat and mouth closing at the same time as Cammy slowly started to rise up off of Kimmy.

Her disgust could be clearly seen on her face once Cammy pulled off of her. The look of horror and shame was evident on her exposed face. She still couldn’t believe this happened to her. Worse was how Cammy was acting like this wasn’t unnatural.

“Okay everyone, that’s our stream! I hope you all enjoyed it, I sure did! Make sure to tune in for later especially if you like it. Also, guys make sure to tune into Kimmy’s channel, I’m sure she does some VERY interesting stuff for her streams,” Cammy gave one of his quick smirks to Kimmy as she in her toilet pose on the floor as if waiting for another user. “Well, that’s it for now, see you all later,” Cammy smiled at the camera as he waved goodbye to everyone.

Once the camera was turned off, Kimmy felt her legs function again and she soon collapsed gripping her stomach in pain. Kimmy would have ignored Cammy if it weren’t for the boy who did, whatever this was to her, started to speak to her.

It wasn’t a threatening voice but it was too calm and controlled for Kimmy not to feel some sort of fear in it. “Well, that was fun… for me. I hope you learned something from this. I know I did. Anyway, I got places to go soon, so I suggest you skedaddle out of here before I find another use for you. Heck,” Cammy shrugged, “I just might have another use for you in a little bit...”

Kimmy felt a fresher wave of fear hit her as she tried to scamper out of the door to Cammy’s room. She almost thought she wouldn’t make it, but she found that nothing was stopping her. Kimmy felt horrendous, a sickness washing over her as she moved, but as much as she thought she was gonna throw up, there was no way she was staying another second in that place. Kimmy was gone with the echoing words of Cammy calling out, “Come back anytime you want!” The happiness in those words made Kimmy run faster than she thought she could, as she ran back to her place.

It had been weeks.

Kimmy’s views had all but vanished since the stream.

She had gotten hundreds of messages of disappointed viewers seeing what she was “into” and wouldn’t follow her anymore. Anyone she tried to get on her side didn’t believe her. It didn’t matter if they were fans, lawyers, or even the admins of Jerkoff. There was no “evidence” proving what happened was unwilling. The things that she was forced to do, which she still couldn’t explain, was the thing driving everyone away from her. The only ones that did stay, were only demanding “that” kind of stuff. The very thing she still had nightmares about. Kimmy was once near the top, but now she was sinking down toward the very lower ranks of the polls on Jerkoff. What was worse, was how Cammy went up a few ranks. It was like all the viewers that Kimmy lost, were quickly absorbed by Cammy as he took over her spot and then some.

Just looking at Cammy’s name on the site sent a shiver through Kimmy’s body as she tried to think of a way to recover from her falling out. If this kept up, she would have to quit streaming and find a real job.

There was a sudden ping in Kimmy’s notifications as someone sent her a message. Hoping it wasn’t more hate mail, Kimmy opened it and started to read it.

“Hey! It’s me, Cammy! Just checking in on you. Some of the fans are wondering when you might want to do another stream together! ;) If you want to collab again, let me know. I’ll make sure to prepare just for you if you know what I mean… let me know what kind of food you like, I’ll be sure to chow down on it for our next get together!”

Kimmy felt her stomach heaving at the idea as she quickly ran to the bathroom to dry heave at the thought. Kimmy hit the toilet faster than she thought as she hacked and nearly lost it at the thought of experiencing it all over again. The horror and humiliation the smells…

As Kimmy wept over the toilet she was buried in she couldn’t help but try and contemplate it all. She soon was finding herself wondering if it was even worth it for the views.

…

Maybe?