The Stream!

Rebecca finished drying her hair, bushing it making sure it had enough volume. She was starting to get used to how her boobs shook and jiggled, which she wasn't sure how to feel about. A lot of thoughts about if this was temporary, or her new norm. Maybe plastic surgery could remove them? It could...

...but did she want that?

She paused as she stood in her room. She did like them. Despite everything that had happened, and could still happened, she liked it. Sorta. She liked them more than she disliked them. At least, right now.

Rebecca suddenly became aware of herself. All of her, in her room, just stood there. She shook her head, feeling the movement flow all the way down her plump body. She eventually found a previously huge pair of pants she could wear, and then threw on a shirt, it was a cozy shirt but still rather tight. She looked at herself in the mirror. Rebecca couldn't believe she was going to stream wearing this, six fat nipples poking out, but she wasn't going to have her camera on, so it should be fine.

Rebecca did several self-care routines and took a nap before her stream.

The time finally came. Rebecca's computer was humming coolly, her camera was not broadcasting anything, and she had posted on all her socials, letting her audience know that she wasn't feeling well so the camera wouldn't be on. She double checked the camera, and started the stream.

"Hey Everyone! BeckyDecky here, sorry about no camera today, I'm not feeling well. I am feeling well enough to get back on the grind though, so let's get started!" Rebecca said. She didn't like lying to her chat, but she didn't feel like she had any options. As she settled in to the rhythm of the stream, she could feel the lack of attention she usually got when the camera was on. She felt a twinge of need for it, but she couldn't reveal what had happened to her, not now. Or at least, not yet.