Livestream... Fail?

“Heyyyyyyyyy chat! I’ve got something special for ya today!” beamed Max, donning his usual short shorts and loose fitting t-shirt. “Since it’s Fetish Friday, I got something special for you~! As you remember at the end of last week’s stream, the kink wheel landed on inflation, so I went ahead and bought…. THIS!” he announced, standing in front of his camera with a bratty grin. In his hand was a cylindrical pump, hand picked for him by the generous donors of his ravenously horny chat.

“We’re gonna be continuing our run of Fantasy Quest Online, of course! This bad boy will sync up to my headset, and inflate me when I take damage. I’d better perform my best today, hmm~?” Max teased, wiggling his hips, successfully riling up his chat. It certainly didn’t take much to get them going, but his viewers had been waiting for the bubbly twink to finally blow himself up like a cheap balloon on stream.

“Oh… and I got a little something else, too~,” Max taunted, holding up a thick white ring with a beeping light on it. “For every $50 donation, it’ll start vibrating. And since you’ve been such good boys lately, I’ll make it increase the vibration for every $50 additional dollars~! So make sure you give me all your money!” he demanded, leaning into his webcam with a coy grin.

Max grinned and bent over, before suddenly dropping his shorts to his ankles. He turned to face the camera, giving a forced giggle as chat got a generous view of his striped panties. “Don’t look too hard, I’ll get embarrassed!” he grinned, before ducking under his camera’s view to get himself set up. Max let out a quiet moan as he pulled his panties aside and jammed the cylindrical pump up his ass. He similarly took out the ring he had brandished moments ago, and fit it onto his cock. He was already half aroused from the chat’s teasing, and the anticipation of the event to come, so it fit snugly.

Max quickly turned back upright, taking a glimpse at chat as he began attaching the wrist straps of his controllers to his hand. Messages such as “We’re gonna see it anyways~!” flooded his screen in response to his fruitless attempt at modesty. He blushed as he looked down and realized that even now chat could see the expanding bulge in his panties, as he pulled his shorts back up from his ankles. Max let out an embarrassed giggle and finally put his headset on, leaving him alone in a dark void as only his beloved chatters were displayed inside.

Pressing onwards, he finally booted up the game. “If you guys missed the stream last time- oooh~!” he whined, immediately being attacked by a goblin upon loading his quicksave. In an instant, Max felt a bit of pressure in his belly. The loose fit of his shirt began to tighten just a bit as he quickly moved himself away from the goblin, getting his bearings.

“Heyyyy! False start, jerk!” he snickered, readying his sword. Max eagerly swung at the poor creature, slicing it in half as it exploded into cheerful pixels. Sighing in relief, Max took a moment to glance at the chat.

“He’s already getting excited! @-@”

“Go somewhere harder! :0”

“Lame! You’re totally over-leveled!”

Max scoffed, putting his hand to his chest. “Well, if you guys want a show so bad… fine! I’ll go to…. The Windswept Frontier! That’s a few levels above my character!” he whined with fake offense, before fast traveling. As soon as he landed, Max was immersed in the landscape around him. He’d yet to visit the area, but was quickly met with a warning message.

“[WARNING: YOU ARE BELOW THE RECOMMENDED MINIMUM LEVEL FOR THIS ZONE!]” flashed upon his screen, as he shrugged it off with indifference. “If I die one of you simps better fetch my character’s revive token!” Max demanded, eager to squeeze any extra monetary value out of his chat. He stepped out of the fast travel safe-zone, and began wandering into the wilderness.

“Check this out!” Max taunted, eager to show off some skills he acquired during his off-screen “leveling”. In reality, Max lazed about as he forced some of his most loyal donors to carry him through harder content for experience points. Max twirled his sword, slashing at a low-ranking beastman before him. The attack landed successfully, but did a meager third of the creature’s health bar as damage. “Damn…” he whimpered, before suddenly having his avatar kicked backwards into a tree. “Blagh! Eeek~!” he whined, overcome with nausea at the motion of his character. Max stumbled in his room, before feeling the cool sensation of air being forced up his rear end into his tummy.

In just a single blow, Max had lost a fourth of his own HP. He squirmed in place, feeling his previously soft stomach swell with air. The streamer tried to pull his shirt down to cover his growing arousal, like usual, but groaned as his belly began to bulge. His shirt tightened firmly around his stomach, barring him from hiding his shame. Not that he could’ve fooled his chat, of course. “All this from one attack! D-does this thing have an um…. Can I adjust the speed of this thing?” he whined, shifting his weight on each thigh as his bulge pulsed glaringly through his shorts.

“Someone’s excited! This is gonna be so fun!”

“You could’ve blocked that! Dumbass!”

“Add inflation to his kink list! :3c”

“I’m warming up!” Max pouted, darting his eyes to his chat. As he read through the messages to gauge his chat’s interest in his growing form, Max let out a smug grin. “Yeah? You freaks enjoying this~?” he taunted, before a notification popped up on his screen. Someone had donated $100, and Max let out a loud moan in surprise as the ring around his cock began to vibrate intensely. “F-fuck~!” he whined, rubbing himself through his shorts on instinct.

Unfortunately, in his horny stupor, Max failed to notice the next attack flying towards him. As the notification vanished off of his screen the boy winced, momentarily forgetting he was playing a video game as he was struck with a grubby fist.

Fwoooooooosh!

Max’s health bar dropped to half as he let out yet another loud moan, rubbing his belly as it began to expand. His chat popped off as his belly began to poke out from his shirt, and it quickly rode up past his navel. “F-fuck… that feels.. Really good~!” he whined, his hand brushing past the firm tent in his shorts as he rubbed his own belly comfortingly.

“He’s getting so horny already! UwU”

“Should’ve rubbed one out before the stream, look at him!”

“I think Max is a certified pump slut! :3c”

The chats taunts were clearly getting to him, as the streamer became even more worked up. Max shook his head to try and steel his nerves, and managed to continue his combo. The beast staggered, and he got a second hit off, managing to critically strike and slay the foe. “H-ha~!” he panted, feeling a brief triumph as the swelling in his belly stopped. The elastic band of his shorts was starting to feel tight, as it began to slightly dig into his bulging belly.

He gasped eagerly as he saw his experience bar increase. “D-damn! A fifth of a level from ONE enemy!? This is the SPOT!” he beamed excitedly, regaining his focus as his grin shifted back and forth between a quivering, lewd grin and one of innocent triumph. Max advanced through the thick growth of the forest, before spotting an elite enemy in the distance. His eyes darted up to the foe’s name tag, which read “Lvl 45. ** ELITE BANDIT”. “What do we think chat… think she’ll drop some good loot~?” he asked his chat, his familiar bratty attitude returning once more.

“Do it! Do it! ^-^”

“Careful… she’s really strong! x_x”

“Bwahaha! She’s gonna make you fill the ROOM!”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence…” pouted Max, as he ignored chat’s consensus that this was a terrible idea. Max darted out of the bush he was prone in, and began waving his arms to get the enemy’s attention. She towered over him, with a smug expression and a generous display of lean muscle and cleavage. The elite spotted Max in an instant, and began to saunter towards him. “You’ve wandered into the wrong forest, weakling!” she taunted, brandishing a dagger.

Max grinned and readied his sword, before suddenly letting go of his controller with a flustered “N-not now!”. A mischievous donor in his chat sent in a massive $200 donation, activating his cock ring and causing his whole body to shudder and squirm with pleasure. Unable to cope with the stimulation, Max pulled his cock out to try and manage the intense feeling pulsing through him.

“Woah! :0 This early into the stream!?”

“What a horny, fat balloon!”

“I just got here… why’s he so FAT!?”

As Max hastily stroked his twitching cock, he once again failed to notice that his enemy was within striking range. “Ha!” she bellowed, grabbing his character in a pin attack. Max squirmed, clearly paying no attention to the game as he stroked himself. The UI prompt flashing on his screen demanded he mash the bumper on his controller, but he let it dangle sadly from his wrist as he stroked himself.

With each tick that Max failed to break free, the elite bandit squeezed yet another bit of his health bar away. Max suddenly blurted out “More~!”, before gasping in embarrassment. His belly hissed indignantly, swelling outwards at an even greater intensity than before. Max looked over his shoulder, seeing the cleavage of his virtual captor glistening in the sun. With a pathetic whimper he blew his load all over his own hand, and the controller hanging from his wrist.

Max slumped over against the frame of his bed, panting in exertion at the intensity of his orgasm. His health bar was ticking down, and it finally dawned on Max how big he was getting. “W-what the fuck!?” he gasped, seeing that even his limbs were starting to bloat out. He was quickly rounding out as he fumbled to grab his controller.

“He’s getting so big! O_O”

“What happens if he gets too big!? Will he EXPLODE!? >~<”

“Someone donate! Distract him until he POPS~! >:3”

The streamer managed to grab his controller, holding up his arm as his empty hand entered his view. “W-what!?” he gasped, realizing when he let go of his controller his character dropped his only weapon. Seeing his screen start to flash red, Max panicked and shouted “Cure II!”, expending his mana to restore his health to its maximum value. Suddenly he squirmed, realizing his body wasn’t any smaller. He was overstimulated mentally and physically, completely forgetting he was in a video game.

Max’s flustered face was just barely visible under his bulky headset, but it clearly excited his chat regardless. “F-fuck… I think t-this is far enough!” he cried, trying to reach down and take the plug out of his rear. The streamer let out several strained grunts as he failed to move his overinflated limbs anywhere remotely close to his rear. “No!” he whimpered, squirming to get up. He was so inflated that his body had already corrected itself upright, leaving him no room to try and reposition to get a closer grasp.

“O-okay chat… can someone come to x:42.3 y:58.9 and r-rescue me!?” Max pleaded, concerned that his own bloated body would give long before his HP bar would. He was so rotund that he couldn’t even move his arms to send an SOS signal, leaving him entirely up to the mercy of his chat.

“Figure it out yourself, dumbass! >:3”

“It’s not like a human can explode, don’t worry! ^-^”

“I bet his heart is racing~! What a flustered BLIMP!”

“T-that’s not fun- oooh~!” he moaned, as a $30 donation appeared on his screen. The familiar vibrating sensation enveloped his engorged cock once again, causing Max’s mind and vision to blur. He let out several pathetical moans as he continued to swell, being pulled away from the dangerous reality he had put himself in. “Not gonna fight back, huh!? Fine then!” the enemy barked, forcing her grip tighter around Max’s avatar. His in-game model remained slender and fit, a stark contrast to the massive balloon of a streamer that was his true form.

Max’s moans became louder as he swelled faster. His body was taking up the entirety of the space between his desk and his bed, and he was nearly spherical. His hands and feet were thoroughly sunken into his massive body, and he flapped them helplessly as he blew another load all over his bedroom floor. The streamer winced and squinted his eyes as his orgasm ended, regaining some semblance of focus as the horniness was ejected from his body.

“I might f-fucking POP! Someone… do something!” he whined, unable to do more than plea and squirm, trapped within his own overinflated form. The panties that were around his ankles before began to rip and fall to the floor, becoming the first scraps that would litter his room this stream.

“He’s so CUTE! Like a big cuddly BALLOON! >3<”

“Poor Maxy’s gonna pop! O~O”

“I’d help but I got banned for RMT….”

Max groaned, feeling his head and limbs sinking deeper into the creaking mass of his body. His breath grew heavy, and he was panting heavily as he moaned and struggled to form a coherent thought on how he would escape from his explosive fate. “S-seriously!? Q-quit jerking off and HELP! I’m really gonna BLOW!” he griped, unable to fake any outrage over his own horny panting.

“Nah… he’s cooked… I don’t wanna watch this twink pop. Bye~!”

“MAX MAX MAX GIVE ME YOUR PANTIES WHEN YOU BLOW! OwO”

“Meh. He got a bit too chubby for my tastes anyways~!”

Max struggled to move, eliciting snickers from all of his viewers as he attempted to do anything, really. Nobody was sure what he was trying to achieve, but he sure as hell was a goner. The audience watched in awe as he swelled closer to the camera, his belly button staring into the camera as his tummy started to turn slightly pink from the strain. The doomed blimp whined in resignation, finally ending his squirming as he continued to pant heavily. “F-fuck~.... I… I think….. G-GONNA….. N-NO!”

BANG!

Max blew apart with a thunderous BANG! Shreds of his cum-stained clothes, along with tatters of the boy himself, blew all over his room. His monitor slammed into the wall behind it and his webcam toppled to the floor, granting a humiliating view of what was left of the twink fluttering to the ground. Chat was filled with a mix of cheering and shocked outcries.

“DIBS ON HIS PANTIES! THEY’RE MINEEEE! >3<”

“Think he’ll blow me if I put his scraps back together? >:]”

“No way! He’s MINE! Fixer’s keepers, after all~!”

“I want to keep him as confetti :3c”