Trying out streaming

"Have you ever tried streaming before?" John asked her with a glint in his eyes.

"Streaming?" She asked, mulling the word over in her head. "Oh, over the computer? I think my brother watches them, but I never really had any interest."

"Oh it's way more fun when your the one doing it!" He said, pulling off of her and rushing his chair back over to the computer.

Lilian sat back and watched as he scurried around, plugging equipment into the computer and typing faster than she thought possible. She didn't have the slightest clue what he was doing, but seeing him so focused and determined enthralled her. Knowing that somebody would do all this just for her made that fact that she was missing more classes worth it.

"OK we're all set up here, there's just one problem." He said, turning to kook at her.

"Oh? Is it something I can help with!"

"Well... I don't have any problems with it, but there are rules and stuff..."he trailed off, eyes dropping to the ground. "You'll need to find something to cover up with."

"Right, yes." Lilian said.

She had forgotten she still wasn't wearing any clothes as she watched John set up for her.

"I suppose people in movies are always wearing clothes, I guess it makes sense you'd need them online." Lilian pondered the thought, why did everyone always wear clothes in movies?

Of course she knew it was polite to be clothed in public settings, characters in movies would often be alone and still fully clothed. She personally preferred being naked and free, having always been taught to be positive about her self image.

"Well it's a bit more relaxed online, but yeah. You can borrow my shirt for the stream." He offered.

"Gosh no, I couldn't!" She gasped. "Taking the shirt off someone's back just wouldn't sit right with me."

"Hmmm, ok..." John said, his eyes scanning the room. "I think I've got it!"

He raced over to a box mounted on the wall. He came back with his arms full of what looked like first aid supplies. Dumpling them on a nearby desk, he picked through then like a kid picking through his candy on Halloween.

"Here we go, this'll be a good start." Hr said triumphantly, showing her the box of band-aids.

"What are those for? I'm not bleeding anywhere am I!"

"No no, don't worry." He reassured her. "These will cover up those thick nipples you've got."

She looked down at her bare chest, examining her nipples, which were being kept hard by the cool air. Were they on the larger size? She'd never had anyone to compare them too, maybe she would have to ask other girls about it.

John broke her from her thoughts as he grabbed her by the chest. His meaty fingers running over nipples, sening shivering sensations down her spine.

"Hmm, they'll need to get a little moist first." He dove right in, sucking on her nipple as he fondled and pinched the other.

"Hhaahh" Lilian tries her best to bite back the involuntary moan. "W-why do they have to get wet."

John released his mouth from her, giving her nipples a little bite in the way out.

"Well normally you'd put a band-aid over a cut right?" He explained, his large hands kneading her breasts as he did.

"Y-yes, I know." Despite only her chest being touched, that same heat from before burned in her crotch, distracting her train of thought.

"So normally it would be wet from the blood. Since you're not bleeding, I'll have to get you nice and wet like this." He lapped up her other nipple, his tongue acting more aggressive and sloppy this time.

"Aaahh, I seeeEE." She failed to keep her voice level as she talked. "That, HHaaaahh, makes sense..."

"Mmmm, you taste really sweet you know." He told her as he finished sucking her nipple. "Your pussy as well as your nipples."

Lilian felt herself blush, nobody outside if her family had ever called her sweet before!

"Thanks, you're too kind to little old me!" She smiled at him as he places the band-aids over her nipples. With two over each one they made a fun x shape on her.

"A perfect girl like you deserves to be told so. Now stand up for me." He told her as he moved back to collect his next supplies.

She stood up and raised her arms as he ran a single layer of linen bandages over the center of her chest, tying it together with a safety pin. The bandages pressed tight into her skin, squeezing her breasts together. The pin strained to keep it on her chest and too much movement would surely cause her boobs to burst out.

After this he used two strip's to fashion together some underwear that reminded her if what sumo wrestles wore. They were very loosely set against her, maybe because he had done the last set too tight? They hung low and would surely be pushed to the side if she moved her butt around too much on the chair.

She tried to get a good look at herself in the reflection of a monitor. It was hard to get a good look, but she thought John did a great job with everything they had available!

John meanwhile was prepared the last item for her outfit. He ran a surgical mask over his balls and shaft, letting it soak in his musky scent while Lilian had her back turned to him. Happy it was sufficiently covered his his scent and precum, he turned to her and gave her ass a slap.

"Ha hey!" She laughed. "You trying to scare me now!"

"Did it work?"

"No way! I could totally see you're reflection coming!" She stuck out her tongue and giggled.

"Well I guess I'll have to keep slapping you until I get ****." He smiled to himself. "Now, final piece."

She took the mask he was holding out and put it over her face. The smell filling her nostrils as she fitted it.

"Oh Gosh, it's got a bit of a smell to it." She took a deep breath, trying to pin down the smell. "And I think it's a little damp too!"

"Ahh sorry about that." He rubbed the back of his neck as he explained. "I guess it's a bit old, must have been sitting there a while."

"It's alright, I kinda like it." She admitted to him. "But why am I wearing it anyways?"

"It's better to protect your identity online." He told her, pulling out the chair. "Everyone will mostly be nice, but there can be some creeps..."

She sat down and took in the bright computer stream. It was all too complex for her mind, but she caught what the title was going to be. 'Come watch my first time! Just promise to be gentle with me Senpai~ („ಡωಡ„)'.

"Are you ready?" He asked as he placed his set of headphones onto her. "Just click that button to start the stream."

"I'm a little nervous! What do I even do with the stream?"

"You could play some games I've got, or just hang. Just make sure to interact with chat over there. You'll want to keep the fans nice and happy."