Luna - A transgirl streamer

“Damn it!” I call out, hitting my keyboard as the defeat screen comes up yet again. It’s day one for Tekken 8, and while my skills in battle royales have gained me a fairly sizable following, I haven’t played a fighting game since Soulcalibur 2 back on the Gamecube. I’m told that’s a retro console now, but I don’t like to remember that detail. Looking at the chat, I see a lot of familiar faces expressing their disappointment and jokingly calling my opponent carried, but also lots of new people I’ve never seen before. Most of them are giving advice, so I assume they must be veterans looking to help. Really nice to see that, even if most of the advice has gone over my head. “Fuzzy block the string”, “do ff132534”, I don’t know if they realize how new I am. Back in my day I just spun the stick around and grabbed people.

“Alright thanks for the tips everyone, but I think that’s time to take a break from fighting. I’ll be giving this another shot same time tomorrow.” Heading back to the main menu, I look down at the chat and spot a helpful comment I do understand. “Oh yea I did get some cosmetics! Lets take a look at that.” Heading into the customization menus, I scroll past mountains of clothing options until I reach the end of the list. Naturally, showing off many bikini options for my girl. Unsurprisingly my chat starts gaying out, and I can’t really blame them myself. She’s hot. As an up-and-coming trans gamer girl streamer, my audience has it’s only little flavor, and that flavor is a gay bar. Absolutely no complaints there though, it’s great having a community of people like me, and I’ve cultivated a very welcoming community with all types of people.

“Ok chat, let's not get too excited, streams just ending. If you want to see her fight in that you’ll have to come back tomorrow.” Closing the game, I see my webcam view expand to the full video. Behind me my bed is visible, lazily made up in an attempt to keep up some semblance of an image, although the cluttered nightstand doesn’t fool anyone. This is the bed I share with my girlfriend Alex, who sometimes makes a cameo on the stream as a sleeping beauty or backseat gamer. Over the bed are printouts of some of my drawings from when I was playing Overwatch, including Pharah, Ana, Sombra, the girls I really liked from that. Reina might be joining them soon, maybe it’s time for another art stream.

In the center of view, it’s me. I brush my long black hair back, draping behind my shoulders. My modest white tank top flatters my equally modest chest, a “cute” chest as Alex calls it. A touch of makeup on my face with eyeliner. I enjoy my casual look, while still putting at least some effort into how I look.

“Anyways, only a week until PAX and I’m so excited! I’ll post about it in discord when the time comes, but I’ll definitely organize some kind of meetup for anyone there. It shouldn’t be hard to find me, I’ll be in cosplay and I’m also entering the cosplay contest so don’t miss that! I’ll keep you all posted until then, super excited to see some of you in person! Catch you all later, bye!” Closing the stream as the viewers spam “W4” (long story), I take my headphones off and get up to stretch for the first time in a while. Streaming for long times is always exhausting, but the mental effort of learning an entire new thing has gotten to me. Taking a drink from the water I’ve neglected, it isn’t until it flows down my scratchy throat that I realize how thirsty I am. I really, really need to learn not to hyperfocus like that too much.

Opening the door from the bedroom, I find Alex sitting on the couch with her laptop, sitting against the wall shared by our bedroom. Despite it being nearly 8 pm, she still working, which is thankfully how we’re able to afford this apartment. Although even with that hyper-genius tech job, this apartment is pretty small. My stream has taken off to the point that I can help support the rent without a traditional job, but still I’d never be able to afford a place to live here without a without a tech girlfriend.

“Hi babe.” I call to her in a sing-song voice, plopping myself next to her and landing a kiss on her neck. She smiles, and I nuzzle into her shoulder while she pats my head.

“Hey love. Just doing some slow work and figured I’d wait for you right here. I could use some company.” Alex leans in to kiss me back. Locking lips for a moment, I run my hands down her body and enjoy the feeling of the sexy girl I call my own. Feeling her large, beautiful boobs that I’m totally not jealous of, I brush my way down to her thighs where I feel her untucked dick twitch a little at the attention. She was way bigger than me before I got bottom surgery, and I’m quite grateful that it’s kept this large as ever despite HRT. I’m also grateful that she doesn’t have any dysphoria with it, because now I get to enjoy it forever.

“Don’t get me too excited Luna I’m trying to work!” Alex pulls back from the kiss and gives me a playful flick at the shoulder.

“How about you keep working, and I just give you a little treat for being such a hard worker?” I kiss her exposed shoulder and nuzzle up against her, brushing down her body as I travel to her thighs and land a kiss.

“Aww, poor slut can’t help herself can she? I guess you can go ahead…” I smile as I kneel down in front of her, and she puts her laptop off to the side.

“Yay! Rent payment coming right up.” Pulling her sweatpants down, I give her creamy thighs some kisses before sending my attention to the main attraction. Taking her hardening dick in one hand, I kiss it from base to tip, enjoying the little quivers of mounting excitement as my lips brush against it. For her part, Alex keeps her word and stays working, giving me a little pat on the head in appreciation. Looking up at her as I slowly tease my tongue around her head, I see her intently focusing on the laptop. Beginning to get excited myself, I clench my thighs together before I part my lips and start to engulf her.

Eyes closed, I enjoy stroking up and down her shaft slowly, savoring the feelings and taste. My right hand sinks into her soft thighs while I briefly pull off her to wet my other. Returning to my rightful place between her legs, I continue to enjoy her dick while my left hand teases my lower lips. Alex puts her hand on my head, resting there as I go up and down. After a few minutes of slowly enjoying her and listening to her soft breath, I look up and see that she’s abandoned her attempts at focusing on work, simply lying back on the couch with her eyes closed, breathing slightly heavily. Feeling pride at my job, I start to intensify, swirling my tongue around her eager to milk to sweet cum. Hearing her begin to pant, it isn’t long until her load fills my mouth and she finally starts to shrink back down. Swallowing the treat and licking her clean, I put her sweatpants back in place and take my spot on the couch again, resting my head on her lap.

“Sorry to keep you from working babe.” I give her a playful poke in the boob as she looks down at me, cupping my face in her hands.

“No worries there love. Cuddle a bit while I work?”

“I’d love to….Actually I need to grab some water. Be right back.” Rushing to the sink, I realize how lightheaded I’ve become and start guzzling from my glass.

“Take care of yourself love! Remember, drink water, breathe air, pump the blood through your veins. If you don’t think about this you’ll run yourself dry.”

“I know I know.” I take my glass back with me and plop my head on her lap. “I’m working on it.” Closing my eyes, I take a rest on my loving girlfriend’s lap, while she finishes up work while stroking my hair. Nothing could be better than her…

I wake up alone on the couch, hearing Alex at the fridge pulling out some leftover stir fry. Looking at the sun setting on the bay, it must be nearly 8:30 at night. Damn, I was asleep for a while….

“Hey…heat some up for me babe?” I call out as I begin to stretch.

“Gotcha!” Dishing out two bowls, Alex gets them ready to heat up while I head back into our room. With apprehension, I reach for the closet, and find my crown jewel hanging there. With weeks of work put in, this cosplay has to be the most ambitious one I’ve done yet. Also one of the most revealing…which Alex has been happy to encourage me on but I’m sure she’s biased. Looking it over, I almost can’t imagine myself strutting around PAX in those heels and leotard, but also the idea of finally embracing myself and being a bad bitch feels so good. I can pull it off, I keep modest most days but getting to embrace my sexuality a bit feels good. I’ll just have to learn to embrace it in front of tens of thousands of people all at once.

Putting it away for now, I go back out and meet Alex on the couch. With our bowls in hands and snuggled up under a blanket, we get busy doing nothing for the rest of the night until we fall asleep on the couch.