/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>>24357413
Those pitchy breaths and moans. Holy shit.

Noctyx boys and getting their first period!
Note: all of them are adult cuntboys in this scenario. I do not care about any biological implications this has, this is pure fetishism.
Part 1/2.

>Fulgur
Fulgur knew this was going to happen someday and he was prepared. He's had the telltale warning cramps for a day or so, so for once in his life he's been wearing underwear, alongside pads just in case it comes on while he's out and about; indeed, it strikes him while he's returning home in his car. The wave of nausea was unexpected, however. He's fighting both the urge to bend over to try to mitigate the pain, and the growing feeling of urgency that's rising alongside his churning stomach. As soon as he makes it home, he flings open the car door and is sick onto the driveway. He knew it was going to suck, but he didn't realize nausea was a symptom too...
He endures a week of hell after that, a painful loop of comfort eating because of his cravings but being unable to keep it down. Fulgur is a sensible man at least - as soon as it ends, he gets himself onto the mini pill. It's never quite that bad again.

>Sonny
Unlike Fulgur, Sonny gets no warning signs. Sure, it was going to happen someday, but surely he'd get cramps or something beforehand to let him know, right? Right...?
It strikes him at an inopportune time. It's nighttime and Sonny is reclined in front of his pc, one leg up on the chair's arm rest and a hand down his boxers. The room would be pitch black if it weren't for the glow of his pc screens, one of which is playing pornography. It's one he particularly enjoys but seldom lets himself watch lest the impact it has on him be ruined; he's certainly much wetter than normal, he thinks foggily, running a finger along his slit and back up to his clit, teasing himself. Maybe if the room was a little brighter, or his head a little clearer, he would've noticed what was really going on.
He finishes after a while of keeping himself on edge. Like normal, he raises his fingers to his mouth to lick them clean - a shameful practice, but one he particularly enjoys - but just before he can, a strange but familiar smell strikes him. Metallic... It's blood. Eyes widening, he scrambles to turn his desk lamp on. To an outside observer, it might look like he's injured himself - his boxers are drenched in blood, with flecks on his thighs already drying, soggy after hours of ignoring the sudden flow. It's seeped through to his chair (thankfully black leather cleans up easily), and he instinctively goes to wipe some off before realising that his hand is bloodied too. A strange shame overcomes him - not for being on his period, but for being so busy masturbating that he didn't notice it happening. Sat there in his own blood, feeling somewhat defeated, he wonders if it's a blessing or a curse that his cramps are barely noticeable.

>Yugo
Yugo is the most prepared out of everyone for this scenario, eclipsing even Fulgur. In all fairness, he'd also had more warning - despite not having had one before, Yugo has many, many female friends, and being the social being he is had learned their changes in mood and symptoms on a deeper level than some might bother with. When he notices himself getting far more irritable than normal, a seething anger bubbling up instead of the usual defeated quietness, he starts to wonder if he's due on; the lethargy, skin outbreaks, and cravings only cement it for him, and he takes extra care to be prepared leading up to it.
When it comes on during a stream, it's no bother at all. He quickly excuses himself, leaving his totsu partners to fill the time while he sorts himself out, preemptively takes some painkillers so cramps don't begin to bother him while he's live, and returns, all in under 10 minutes. Secretly, he feels just a little bit proud of himself.