Bang!
Rebecca knew it was the telltale sound of a bolt action sniper rifle firing at her from inside the room she chose to try to take cover in. As everything faded to black she knew she had made a fatal mistake.
"Fucking campers!" shouted Rebecca at the computer screen as she slammed her controller down. Knowing that she was streaming this match just pissed her off more because now she knew she would have to see her chatlog filled with comments about how girls can't play video games and other such misogynistic bullshit that came with being a female streamer in today's world. Hell not only that she was a female streamer but she was an openly and proud lesbian streamer, giving herself the screen name "Sapphomoric Delight." When asked on nearly every stream about her name she always replies the same way, 'Well I'm a lesbian, hence the sappho. I'm immature, hence the sophomoric. And god damn it I'm just a delight to be around!' This response, as well as her overall attitude while saying it, always managed to piss off a large portion of the male viewing audience. Not that she cared what men thought about her. All they wanted to do was ogle her and make comments about how they could make her forget about women.
After 7 hours of streaming she took a look at her tip jar and saw that she had accrued a grand total of $23 and at the moment was hosting a whopping eight people. The dream of being a world famous streamer felt impossible at this point. Rebecca sighed before turning back to her camera to speak to her audience. "Well guys I think that's about it for me toni..."
The donation notification popped up, signalling a $20 donation from a "M4ster2Pleas3" and a request for a live reaction to a video he sent. Her interest was piqued due to the donation almost doubling her haul for the day, so she decided to give it a go. Although with that screen name and the amount of the donation she turned off her main screen and set her stream to only broadcast herself and not the video she was about to play.
"Spoke too soon guys, looks like I have a request for a live reaction video from a viewer. And as we all know about the laws of streaming, if you accept a tip you must follow through. But since I have no clue what this is I will be turning off the access to my media player, I'm not getting a ban for streaming porn or some racist bullshit. So anyways here I go."
As soon as she pressed the play button a bright white screen appeared on her screen with random flashes of color popping up all over the place. Her ears were also bombarded with bursts of sound that somehow both screeched into her ear, as well as fading in and out causing her to try to listen more intently. The entire video couldn't have lasted more than 10 seconds and as soon as it ended a notification alert popped up on her screen signalling a direct message from "M4ster2Pleas3".
After finishing the video Rebecca turns to her camera, "Well I hope that joke was worth the $20. It was just a cheaply made video that I guess was meant to be a jump scare. But guess what, your cheap ass video didn't even make me flinch. Better luck next time!" Yet even as she spoke the words she subconsciously clicked on the accept button and read the message sent to her.
M4ster2Pleas3: Greeting Rebecca. I would very much like to meet you in person now, what is your address so I can be on my way.
Without realizing what she was doing she entered her address and hit send, then closed the window before continuing her speech to her audience.
"Well since that last video was a dud I guess I am gonna call it a night. And don't forget to give me a thumbs up, hit subscribe and turn on notifications so you won't miss my next stream. See you next time everyone! Sapphomoric Delight Out!"
With her speech delivered Rebecca turned off her stream and pushed back with her legs while extending her arms over her head. The actions caused her chair to be pushed back and spin her in circles as she exhaled and stretched from a grueling stream session. Checking the clock on her computer she saw it was still early in the afternoon. While she was sad that she didn't make more money on her stream, she was at least comforted by the fact that it was early enough that she could grab a quick dinner and head out on the town.
As she read back through her stream's chatlog to make sure she didn't miss anything she was once again frustrated by all the neanderthal comments from her more testosterone fueled viewers. She thought back to her time in college going to random house parties with friends and being hit on by every frat guy on campus. While the guys hitting on her changed, the infuriating comments they made were always the same. "You are way too hot to be a college lesbian" or "Why don't you stop acting like a lesbian and get with a real man."
She wasn't some immature girl just looking to get attention by making out with a girl because it was risque or a phase. She was a solid to the bone lesbian. Her first, and only, boyfriend in college proved that. After an excruciatingly long make out session her boyfriend asked her for a blowjob and proceeded to drop trou.
Upon seeing her first penis, Rebecca felt nothing but disgust at the unsightly appendage. It was somehow both wrinkly on one end and stretched tightly on the other. And that wasn't even the worst part. That disgusting smell will haunt her memories forever. As she reached out to touch it she was overcome with nausea just from the thought of actually touching it and proceeded to vomit all over her now ex-boyfriend. With that encounter behind her she knew she wanted nothing to do with a penis, and by association guys were strictly off limits. A decision that she has never once regretted in her life.
The reaction video was still open on a screen and Rebecca decided to give it another look to make sure she didn't miss anything. But when she clicked play a longer video began to play. This new video was much the same as the first, only this video lasted about 10 minutes and as she watched it Rebecca's eyes began glossing over and she mumbled to herself.
Once the new video ended, Rebecca immediately got an uncontrollable urge to clean up her apartment and began to tidy up here and there. Once she finished making her apartment look presentable she proceeded to use the bathroom to wash her hands. As she scrubbed her hands her reflection caught her eye and she stopped to take a look at herself in the mirror. She has always loved the way she looks, from her half shaved with blond hair that comes down to her shoulder blades, to her piercing blue eyes, all the way to her small button nose. She has been told by admirers of both genders how beautiful she is, but she is always quickly turned off by the men because their eyes always end up drifting down to her full 32C breasts.
'Men only have one thing on their mind, and they aren't even good at it', she thought to herself. Only a woman knows how to properly please another woman. After all, who knows how to use her equipment better than someone else who has the same equipment to practice on.
Rebecca's mind drifted to some of her more recent sexual encounters and her hand subconsciously began to stroke her breasts. But her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at her front door. 'I don't remember ordering anything to arrive today', she thought to herself as she went to her front door. Checking to make sure her security chain is secured, she then opens the door wide enough to see who is there. And that's when she saw him, the most handsome man she had ever seen. She didn't know how or why, but she knew she wanted to belong to him...mind, body and soul.
"Hello there Rebecca, would you mind if I came in?" His voice echoed throughout her soul as she quickly slammed the door, before unlatching the chain and throwing her door open. Greeting her mystery visitor with the biggest smile she has ever had, "Please come in, make yourself at home."
As the mystery man entered her apartment and sat on her couch, she noticed he was holding a small cardboard box. "Ah, I see you noticed your present. Nothing escapes those beautiful eyes" he said with a sly wink. His overt display of flirting did not miss its mark and Rebecca gleefully clapped her hands while bouncing on her feet barely containing her excitement.
"A present for me! You shouldn't have!" exclaimed Rebecca.
"Well my dear, today is the day you start your new career as my first cam girl, and what kind of cam girl doesn't have a state of the art camera to work in front of?" She rushed over to her visitor and gave him a big hug, making sure to press her breasts firmly into his chest. "And don't worry, everything is already set up. All you need to do is plug it into your router once to establish a wireless connection then all you need to do is set it to point towards your bed and you are good to go."
Rebecca didn't know she was capable of the amount of joy and pride she was feeling at this moment. Like a child on Christmas morning she tore the box open and removed the small camera before running over to her router, plugging the single usb cable attached to the camera into the router. A red light started blinking on the camera, and after about 10 seconds it turned green, she gleefully turned to her visitor and thanked him again as she turned towards her bedroom and sped off to set up her camera and aimed it directly at her empty bed. While doing so she noticed a compartment on the camera and upon opening it she discovered a power cord wrapped up tightly into it. She unraveled the cord and plugged it into a nearby outlet, guaranteeing herself a camera that it would never have to be recharged.