The reality sinks in.

As the cameras flashed and drank in her 99/100ths naked body, Lynn knew she would never live this moment down.

Her career as Bunny Hapa would always lead her fans to this moment: her standing on stage, wearing nothing but scraps, smiling and posing for their viewing pleasure. Nothing she did after this could ever take it back.

Every single person she'd ever see in her chat would see her like this. Every single person who googled "Bunny Hapa" would see dozens, if not hundreds of photos detailing every intimate curve of her body. Her modest boobs. Her tiny thigh gap. The delicate swell of her butt. Every bit of her, free for their viewing pleasure.

Lynn wanted to cry, but that would only make it worse. The first thing she'd learned as a streamer was to never let the haters get her down. Let them talk trash while she did what she loved and basked in the attention that came with being a minor celebrity.

Well, Lynn had the biggest crowd of her life right in front of her, and she was wearing little enough to get banned for life on Twitch.; even a bit of cleavage was enough to get suspended.

So when Lynn swallowed her pride and leaned forward, squeezing her breasts between her arms, she realized she was freer than she'd ever been before. She'd never had this kind of crowd before. There had to be more than a hundred people standing there, just for her.

Some members of the crowd were actually fighting for a better view. They were fighting for the chance to see her, and the cheers of "Hapa! Hapa! Hapa!" only drove the point home. They were wild for her! Even Seras' shouted insults couldn't take that away.

"Take it off!" the crowd demanded again. One man in a perfect Mr. T outfit (right down to the Mohawk) took off one of his many gold chains and threw it towards Lynn. "Take it ooooff, girl!"

Lynn took a deep breath. This would be the defining moment of her career.