Reload the page, RELOAD THE PAGE!

You're biting on your nails as the page takes it's sweet time loading. Chat comes back first, but you ignore it, the waiting for the video and audio driving you insane. When the picture finally comes in, you can see Penny back at her desk with her hands over her mouth and nose, her eyes wide with shock. "Oh my God. Oh my fucking God." she gasps behind her fingers. "DingKick... with the, with the... holy shit... with the 200,000 Kisses! Thank you so, so much!"

You snap to the King's banner and you can see it right there. DingKick, 200,000, 11:59:59 pm. With a triumphant yell, you leap out of your seat and punch the air again. Chat is mostly hate, **** threats, and groans of lost bets, but the only ones that matter is the "Good fight" from Melqtwist and the bowing gif from 1ivertick1er.

"Holy fuck. Well... um..." Penny says, still reeling from your donation. "Thank you to DingKick for the... whoo... two hun- two hundred-, oh God, I can't even say it. Two Hundred Thousand Kissses! You are the winner of my Fuck A Fan competition! I will contact you later to see how we can organize a meet-up and, I want to thank everyone who donated tonight. I'm sure that the animals at the shelter will appreciate the extra space they need to stretch their legs out and stuff." Leaning her chin onto her hands, she looks to the side and can't decide if she wants to sigh or laugh. "I, I gotta go lie down. So I'm gonna call it a stream tonight. I'll see you all next time, Darlings!" After blowing her closing kiss to her audience, she turns her camera off. You linger on chat for a few minutes, smiling from ear to ear as you read the multitude of comments saying that you broke Penny.

As you prepare to go to sleep, you get a call from Penny. "Did you really just spend ten grand just to sleep with me?" She whispers, like she's afraid of saying it.

"Technically, I spent more than that in total to help the animals," you reply, reminding her of her own loophole. "But, yes, I also did spend ten grand to sleep with you."

"You, you, do you know how much money that is?" she shrieks.

"Yes. Yes I do. And a night with you is worth every cent."

Her sigh is great and long. "Alright then. I'll call you again later. I, I just-" She hangs up without finishing her sentence.

You wake up the next morning with the same erection you went to sleep with.