Quickshot

Allie groaned, her body a livewire of sinew and shimmering pre. Chat rushed by, eager for the changes to come.

Her cock visibly pulsed as a sudden deluge of pre fountained from the tip.

“FUCKING GAWD!” Her knees quaked, her hand drawn to her oversized cock as sensations too overwhelming assaulted her. Even the thought of the stream, of pleasing her loyal viewers slipped to the back of her mind, drowned out by the sheer pleasure rippling through her. Her hand moved in a blur, adding to the funnel of pre gushing in thick globs that visibly bulged her thick shaft. Splats could be heard despite her raunchy moans as the viscous fluid continued to mess the floor off screen.

Weirdest of all as her cock surged with pre, rippling with the sheer size of each “load” the actual shaft began to… shrink?

At first her audience bemoaned this fact. In one part excitement was clear as she continued to lose herself to this bizarre endless fountain, while on the other, more and more of her viewers began to notice the slow shrinking. With each fat dollop her hand had less space to travel, resulting in quicker and quicker jerks on her pulsing mast.

“FUCKYESOHYESSHIIIIiiit-”

Her balls audibly gurgled. She reached down, caressing the thick veiny bulges. They slid between her fingers, oblong and slippery within her heavy sac. A singular one of her testes filled her grip fully before suddenly slipping out of her grasp as another surge hit her. While her cock had been shrinking, underneath had been much the opposite. With each subtle withdraw to her mast, the cannons grew thrice fold, filling with not just flesh but the viscous gurgling seed with which to procreate.

“FUUUU-”

With one final surge, her oversized testicles suddenly grew with the largest one yet, growing to a point that Allie would be unable to really grasp it any longer. They hung low and heavy between her knees for only a moment in their final massive state before being lifted by the blissful surge of release. Gravity fought against the hung amazon’s great strength, causing the cross-eyed futa’s body to visibly strain to pull cum from her new cannons. They lagged behind in their ascent to her crotch as the first massive shot of cum was propelled high and out of view of the stream. It hit something hard, hard enough to be heard as something off-screen hit the floor.

“YESSEYHSEHSEYESHYSEYESYESYSEYES-”

Allie’s hands moved of their own volition, jacking of thin air as she lost control, her cock just a loose spigot as gout after gout of her prodigious load continued to blast the sky. Her balls, so huge as to be an inconvenience, reached for the floor after each surge of thick spunk left her only to be belatedly be dragged up again with the next surge, her whole body tightening with so much strength with the strain of the simple task of cumming.

The streams of cum raced out in such quantity that each one lasted full seconds, so thick that her cock-hole was left gaped after each passage of seed.

Mindless, blissed out, senseless. Allie felt a passenger to her own cock.

It felt an eternity, one which Allie could imagine herself existing in and feeling wholly happy in just being a **** to the mindless pleasures of… cumming.

However it did eventually end… in a way.

Cum covered her from head to toe, thick, gooey, glorious cum. Her cock leapt with each last vestige of her orgasm, reddened because of the strain, her veins bulging with the strain of what her body had just endured. Her chest heaved with breath, every muscle aching pleasurably as her muddled mind slowly returned to the world.

She glanced down, seeing down her caked form, the slightly flagging shaft hanging high over her, diminished but still intimidating for any normal man to have it’s size. She could feel her balls hanging over the edge of the bed, sated and colder than normal, she could tell they were empty… mostly.

Slowly the memory of the stream returned to her, the screen across from her and her cock showing a long list of large donations as well as a chat in complete chaos.

She saw herself there, covered in cum, her muscular form a deep pink color under all the white goo. Her oversized balls hung low beneath her proudly standing cock.

“Ggnnghhh…”

They gurgled, low and loud, thick hot cum churning within her always ready sac suddenly surged as her cock strained.

Her hips shot into the air, throaty groans escaping her tired lips as her body strained again. A new string, hot and freshly made, cum shooting high to only come splatting hard into her parted lips. Delirium assaulted her mind, cumming again after such a short time…

Her body could only move on instinct, tightening and releasing with each thick juicy string that escaped her.

She should’ve known to be careful, that merely the sight of her own body in such a…

A whispered curse was dragged from her lips.

It set her off again. Just the thought of what she looked like, even in the middle of her second orgasm she felt the shift in rhythm, the resurgence in her seed-production, working to make enough for her to cum and cum and cum…

She smiled drunkenly, arms lifeless beside her as her thick hips shot up, belatedly following the direction of the streams of seed shooting from her. It might be difficult to be so hypersensitive, but she also couldn’t deny how much she enjoyed it…

Eventually she ran out. Not her cum-tanks of course, they had always been capable to make more as far as she knew, but rather her mind eventually shut off from the endless euphoria passing through her.

That was how she ended the stream, laid out, cum so omnipresent that it even covered half the camera. Her followers watched her, donating and chatting until the moderation eventually caught on and her account was summarily banned. No one knew for sure how she’d managed to continue going even after the stream had turned into obvious nsfw territory, rumors circulated of a glitch or somebody at the streaming site ignoring complaints that had to have been reported during the stream.

Others tried the mod of course however no one else seemed to be able to reproduce her results. Streamers tried, switching over to sites that wouldn’t ban such actions, but no matter how many tried it never happened again. Occasionally a person would come along and claim it had worked for them but when no video evidence surfaced, those rumors slowly died away.

Allie found out eventually of course. All she had to do was to watch the vod, watch as her body changed each step of the way into the person that she had always seen in the mirror. She could hardly imagine herself being the small innocent looking girl from the start of the video but looking at more and more of her old videos she found plenty of reason to believe it was real.

Of course every time she watched that vod she’d just end up bathing her own body in cum again. Everything set her off like that. Every stream (now on a much more open minded platform) was now an endless cum-bath. Didn’t matter what she was doing really, being as just the loving attention of her audience would excite her, just about any activity while she was streaming would get her hot and (ball)heavy.

She didn’t stream just games anymore obviously. She loved pleasing her fans most of all and so as soon as she saw some of them mentioning that they’d love to see her “cum to stream” more often she basically switched her entire platform. She still streamed games sometimes, but being the creature she now was usually made those streams end in just as much of a mess as her more pornagraphic streams.

Any money problems she may have had before disappeared completely with the new notoriety. Enough that she could put in more to make her streams bigger and better. With multiple venues for whatever type of stream she could want her desire to please her new fanbase only grew as her capability to do so grew with her bank account.

She held a subathon one month, masturbating to match the donations, cumming each time into an empty in-ground pool. By the end of the month she was swimming in the shallow end.

She sold cum jars, easily keeping up with the demand despite how many orders came in. Just the thought of someone wanting her seed in a small container would send her over the edge into orgasm.

She held fan meet-ups, unique among her peers for how much she could “satisfy” her top donors when they made it to these gatherings. Somehow she managed to please all of her “best fans” every time she held this event.

Besides her new online popularity her life elsewhere became more difficult in a way. With her hypersensitivity sometimes just wearing clothes would leave her legs shaking as she blasted the inside of whatever woefully-inadequate pants she might have on. She invested in specially made condoms, made so that they could be strapped around her waist and capable of carrying even her gargantuan loads. Her wardrobe changed, now using long skirts or baggy sweats so as to not aggravate the average person when she had to go anywhere not fan-focused or otherwise secluded.

She hired a whole crew to care for her needs at all times of the day, both cleaning up after her and sometimes helping her in creating those same messes. Some came from her fanbase and others were just friends who she felt she could trust. Friends who had no memory of this new personality and look but some of whom turned out to be good “help” and began to often show up on Allie’s streams from then on.

The Hades mod remained a favorite game to stream for her fans despite the fact that the magic seemed to no longer work and, of course, she never made it past the first stage again as just the idea of what happened would result in the next few hours being an exclusive cum-stream.