/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>>31031661
You're goddamn right I would.

>>25850487

>>25743783
autism

>>25563689
both is good

>>25357478

>>24748005

>>24452242
My fantasy scenario has nothing to do with the reality of the situation, it's something I typed because it sounds spicy ;)

>>24067221
this one has the coveted stink lines

>>23910247
I vastly prefer the fetishposting to posts like these

>Kiara footjobs

Story anchor.
Post 'em if you got 'em.

>>7540625
Anon, I would write at length about all the things I want to do to that bird if I had any amount of confidence in writing her convincingly.

Pressed into the wall, you let out an involuntary moan as your boss gropes and fondles you below your clothes, her own free hand viciously pleasuring herself beneath her coverings. You’re disgusted at yourself stiffening up to her touch while she continues to feel you up, rubbing at your length as she pants into your ear. “That’s a good boy~” Kiara coos into your ear as your body begins to surrender to her touch, wet sounds clearly audible as her fingers fervently work beneath her panties. “Get nice and hard for me…you put up such a tough act, but you always love it. You would’ve quit if you didn’t.”

Some part of you shrinks at that comment, but you quickly reaffirm with yourself that’s bullshit. KFP is the only place hiring in this goddamn town, and you need the money. You don’t have a choice in the matter. Kiara grasps your cock directly as you tense up, biting your lower lip as you avoid looking at her. She chuckles softly in response, pulling her slick hand from below her skirt and using it to begin undoing your zipper. Your stomach turns. “You know you love it...you always cum sooo hard, squirming and moaning for me…just enjoy it…”

The phoenix wheezes softly as her face flushes further, sweat rolling down her forehead as she finally frees your dick from the confines of your uniform pants, twitching and erect. You’ve been sent here, to the usual room, almost every day for weeks now. And as far as you know, it’s been you and you alone. Your coworkers refuse to speak to you beyond an apologetic glance. It makes you sick how content they are to allow you to be the sacrificial lamb to Takanashi’s desires. Kiara undoes the suspender clips keeping her incredibly short skirt in place as she allows the fabric to fall, moving in just a bit closer as she grasps your length. With her panties exposed to you, she pulls open the front, giving you a free view of her soaked sex, her arousal leaking into the damp fabric as she aims your dick towards it, going so far as to lightly rub you against it. “L-Look…see what you do to me?” She mutters, a bit of drool dripping from the corner of her mouth as she strokes you, rubbing your glans against her. “You’re twitching so much right now, getting precum on me…can’t you feel how hot and wet I am? Take me, already…”

Your cheeks burn up in embarrassment as she plays with you. The most disgust you feel at the moment is directed firmly at yourself, because you know she’s right. As much as it makes you sick – being taken advantage of like this – you know she’s right. You hate her. You hate the people you work with. You hate this shit dead end job you can barely get by with. But you love the attention. The feeling of being lusted after. The feeling of Kiara pleasuring you. These thoughts clash, but one prevails over the other. Swallowing your pride, you bring your hands up to Kiara’s hips, taking a firm hold of them as you grind against her. The phoenix moans out in response, visibly squirting a bit against your cock. “I knew it…I knew you wanted me. Don’t hold back, give me everything, just…fuck me already, I can’t stand it anymore!”

Truthfully, you can’t either. Kiara tugs her panties down and lifts her leg enough to pull them off one side, very quickly pinning you up and against the wall as she slips said leg around you, pushing your head against her slit properly. Leaning into you, she roughly presses her lips against yours as she shoves against you, forcing your dick into her while she groans into your mouth. Cooperating with the phoenix’s rough actions, you support her while she does most of the work, thrusting into her as she roughly pumps her hips forward, tongue pressed to yours as she holds you. The inside of the phoenix is beyond hot; as expected, given her affinity for flame. As her body presses against you, the heat fills you to your core, sinking into your flesh and filling you with a sensual warmth. You finally relent and moan into Kiara’s mouth as she greedily sucks on your tongue, using your body.

>decide to take a break from Cover High and write some shorter lewd stuff
>all this chickenposting
It must be a sign. I know what I have to do now.

>>5512713
How about this for the beginning in which takes weeks before this >>5512438?

>Things Got rough past the honeymoon period. You've been with your girlfriend, Mori, for a while now, the better part of a year in fact - but she's working, always working, and while you love her for the way that she never gives up, you can't help but feel lonely when in bed your arms close on the empty air where she should be.

>She still shouts, "I love you!" when rushing out of the door to her latest appointment, still gives you a hurried kiss on the cheek when snatching a single slice of toast from the breakfast you made for her. It doesn't feel as though she means to be cold to you, but when the closest you've been in the past month is cuddling her exhausted, barely-responsive body on the couch you know something has to be done.

>You almost don't catch her before she's out the door to meet her work friends. You keep her back, a hand lightly around her wrist

>"Calli, I'm missing you. Date night this week? I'll get it all ready, just give me a time."

>She hesitates, kind red eyes soft and sad. She glances back to her waiting friends, clearly anxious to get going

>"I- I dunno about that, Anon. It's embarrassing. My rap session..."

>Your arm drops slack. She said it in the moment, she's in a rush, she probably didn't mean it - but... embarrassing? Without your arm to hold her there, she slips away with a 'sorry' on her face. You watch her go, and a couple of her friends shoot you quietly sympathetic looks

>An hour passes, and you can't find the motivation to do anything much. You flick through some streaming shows but don't settle on anything to watch. You don't feel up to doing your /fit/ness reps, and you end up sitting quietly on the couch playing the short exchange from the morning over and over in your head until it starts getting dark outside

>Eventually you hear a knock at the door. You leap up to your feet before remembering that Mori wouldn't knock, and then drag your heels the whole way. You work the knob and are greeted by a shock of orange hair

>"Oh. Kiara." You react dead-pan. "What do you want?" There was never much love lost between the pair of you, especially after the Incident in which Kiara threatened to assault you when she caught you (consensually, mind you) feeling up Mori, things have been...better for the two of you. The most that had passed between you were a few tensely polite greetings.

>She pushed her firm young body against you and says in a giggly whisper, "Calli texted me to check up on you! She's worried about you!"

>Reluctantly you let her in, sighing moodily. She brandishes a red-and-white bucket in your face, and the delicious smell reminds you that you haven't eaten. "This morning you looked like you weren't feeling so good, so I brought you some KFP!"

>Your stomach taking that moment to growl, you invite her in. The two of you share the bucket of fried 'phoenix' - and she only gives you the briefest bit of stink-eye when you say it tastes like chicken. A little bit of small talk passes between you, and Kiara insists on putting a terrible musical on the plasma while you eat

>"This... is the worst thing I've ever seen." You're almost in awe, the way a classic musical had been butchered into an uncanny valley scream-fest that the producers tried to carry with Star Power alone.

>"It is not the worst! It's the best!" Kiara insists defensively. It's honestly pretty cute. "It's a modern classic that I guess most people are just too stupid to appreciate!"

>You let out a strained laugh at the absurdity of that statement, playing along for perversity's sake. "Sure, Kiara. Fine. It's a masterpiece"

>"Then we're agreed! It's the single best movie to come out in our lifetimes!" Her wheezing laugh comes out in gasps, and though the two of you didn't get off on the best foot you are glad she came to keep you company. She gives you a hug and presses her face to your chest

>"She really was sorry, but the new song... well, she'll be back soon." Kiara gives you a sympathetic smile as she gets up to go. "Hang in there, Anon. Is there anything I can help?"

>As she said that, she stood in a way that, You couldn't help but admired the outline of her breasts under the tight orange business suit. The material was pulled so tight he could see the outline of her nipples. His gaze traveled downward to her mound. Her pants were also tight. They were pulled up between her lips making a very provocative camel toe. Kiara stirred, sighed, then moved slightly back. You moved closer, leaning down until his face was only a few inches from hers. You could see small beads of sweat on her upper lip and smell the sweet aroma of her young body

>You took a deep breath as you thought, 'Well, here I go,' then reached down and cupped both cheeks of her ass, pulling her against you. Her mound was in the right spot to be pressed tight against your raging hard-on

>"Sure. I can use some womanly help," you replied

>>5512713
How about this for the beginning in which takes weeks before this >>5512438?

>Things Got rough past the honeymoon period. You've been with your girlfriend, Mori, for a while now, the better part of a year in fact - but she's working, always working, and while you love her for the way that she never gives up, you can't help but feel lonely when in bed your arms close on the empty air where she should be.

>She still shouts, "I love you!" when rushing out of the door to her latest appointment, still gives you a hurried kiss on the cheek when snatching a single slice of toast from the breakfast you made for her. It doesn't feel as though she means to be cold to you, but when the closest you've been in the past month is cuddling her exhausted, barely-responsive body on the couch you know something has to be done.

>You almost don't catch her before she's out the door to meet her work friends. You keep her back, a hand lightly around her wrist

>"Calli, I'm missing you. Date night this week? I'll get it all ready, just give me a time."

>She hesitates, kind red eyes soft and sad. She glances back to her waiting friends, clearly anxious to get going

>"I- I dunno about that, Anon. It's embarrassing. My rap session..."

>Your arm drops slack. She said it in the moment, she's in a rush, she probably didn't mean it - but... embarrassing? Without your arm to hold her there, she slips away with a 'sorry' on her face. You watch her go, and a couple of her friends shoot you quietly sympathetic looks

>An hour passes, and you can't find the motivation to do anything much. You flick through some streaming shows but don't settle on anything to watch. You don't feel up to doing your /fit/ness reps, and you end up sitting quietly on the couch playing the short exchange from the morning over and over in your head until it starts getting dark outside

>Eventually you hear a knock at the door. You leap up to your feet before remembering that Mori wouldn't knock, and then drag your heels the whole way. You work the knob and are greeted by a shock of orange hair

>"Oh. Kiara." You react dead-pan. "What do you want?" There was never much love lost between the pair of you, especially after the Incident in which Kiara threatened to assault you when she caught you (consensually, mind you) feeling up Mori, things have been...better for the two of you. The most that had passed between you were a few tensely polite greetings.

>She pushed her firm young body against you and says in a giggly whisper, "Calli texted me to check up on you! She's worried about you!"

>Reluctantly you let her in, sighing moodily. She brandishes a red-and-white bucket in your face, and the delicious smell reminds you that you haven't eaten. "This morning you looked like you weren't feeling so good, so I brought you some KFP!"

>Your stomach taking that moment to growl, you invite her in. The two of you share the bucket of fried 'phoenix' - and she only gives you the briefest bit of stink-eye when you say it tastes like chicken. A little bit of small talk passes between you, and Kiara insists on putting a terrible musical on the plasma while you eat

>"This... is the worst thing I've ever seen." You're almost in awe, the way a classic musical had been butchered into an uncanny valley scream-fest that the producers tried to carry with Star Power alone.

>"It is not the worst! It's the best!" Kiara insists defensively. It's honestly pretty cute. "It's a modern classic that I guess most people are just too stupid to appreciate!"

>You let out a strained laugh at the absurdity of that statement, playing along for perversity's sake. "Sure, Kiara. Fine. It's a masterpiece"

>"Then we're agreed! It's the single best movie to come out in our lifetimes!" Her wheezing laugh comes out in gasps, and though the two of you didn't get off on the best foot you are glad she came to keep you company. She gives you a hug and presses her face to your chest

>"She really was sorry, but the new song... well, she'll be back soon." Kiara gives you a sympathetic smile as she gets up to go. "Hang in there, Anon. Is there anything I can help?"

>As she said that, she stood in a way that, You couldn't help but admired the outline of her breasts under the tight orange business suit. The material was pulled so tight he could see the outline of her nipples. His gaze traveled downward to her mound. Her pants were also tight. They were pulled up between her lips making a very provocative camel toe. Kiara stirred, sighed, then moved slightly back. You moved closer, leaning down until his face was only a few inches from hers. You could see small beads of sweat on her upper lip and smell the sweet aroma of her young body

>You took a deep breath as you thought, 'Well, here I go,' then reached down and cupped both cheeks of her ass, pulling her against you. Her mound was in the right spot to be pressed tight against your raging hard-on

"Sure. I can use some womanly help," you replied

Pressed into the wall, you let out an involuntary moan as your boss gropes and fondles you below your clothes, her own free hand viciously pleasuring herself beneath her coverings. You’re disgusted at yourself stiffening up to her touch while she continues to feel you up, rubbing at your length as she pants into your ear. “That’s a good boy~” Kiara coos into your ear as your body begins to surrender to her touch, wet sounds clearly audible as her fingers fervently work beneath her panties. “Get nice and hard for me…you put up such a tough act, but you always love it. You would’ve quit if you didn’t.”

Some part of you shrinks at that comment, but you quickly reaffirm with yourself that’s bullshit. KFP is the only place hiring in this goddamn town, and you need the money. You don’t have a choice in the matter. Kiara grasps your cock directly as you tense up, biting your lower lip as you avoid looking at her. She chuckles softly in response, pulling her slick hand from below her skirt and using it to begin undoing your zipper. Your stomach turns. “You know you love it...you always cum sooo hard, squirming and moaning for me…just enjoy it…”

The phoenix wheezes softly as her face flushes further, sweat rolling down her forehead as she finally frees your dick from the confines of your uniform pants, twitching and erect. You’ve been sent here, to the usual room, almost every day for weeks now. And as far as you know, it’s been you and you alone.

Your coworkers refuse to speak to you beyond an apologetic glance. It makes you sick how content they are to allow you to be the sacrificial lamb to Takanashi’s desires. Kiara undoes the suspender clips keeping her incredibly short skirt in place as she allows the fabric to fall, moving in just a bit closer as she grasps your length. With her panties exposed to you, she pulls open the front, giving you a free view of her soaked sex, her arousal leaking into the damp fabric as she aims your dick towards it, going so far as to lightly rub you against it. “L-Look…see what you do to me?” She mutters, a bit of drool dripping from the corner of her mouth as she strokes you, rubbing your glans against her. “You’re twitching so much right now, getting precum on me…can’t you feel how hot and wet I am? Take me, already…”

Your cheeks burn up in embarrassment as she plays with you. The most disgust you feel at the moment is directed firmly at yourself, because you know she’s right. As much as it makes you sick – being taken advantage of like this – you know she’s right. You hate her. You hate the people you work with. You hate this shit dead end job you can barely get by with. But you love the attention. The feeling of being lusted after. The feeling of Kiara pleasuring you. These thoughts clash, but one prevails over the other. Swallowing your pride, you bring your hands up to Kiara’s hips, taking a firm hold of them as you grind against her.

The phoenix moans out in response, visibly squirting a bit against your cock. “I knew it…I knew you wanted me. Don’t hold back, give me everything, just…fuck me already, I can’t stand it anymore!”
Truthfully, you can’t either. Kiara tugs her panties down and lifts her leg enough to pull them off one side, very quickly pinning you up and against the wall as she slips said leg around you, pushing your head against her slit properly.

Leaning into you, she roughly presses her lips against yours as she shoves against you, forcing your dick into her while she groans into your mouth.

Cooperating with the phoenix’s rough actions, you support her while she does most of the work, thrusting into her as she roughly pumps her hips forward, tongue pressed to yours as she holds you. The inside of the phoenix is beyond hot; as expected, given her affinity for flame. As her body presses against you, the heat fills you to your core, sinking into your flesh and filling you with a sensual warmth. You finally relent and moan into Kiara’s mouth as she greedily sucks on your tongue, using your body.

Kiara spasms against you as she cums once more, breaking the kiss to move into your shoulder, sinking her teeth into the tender flesh there while bucking wildly against you. Working with her, your mind begins to swim while your knees wobble.

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