Streamer’s Best Feature: Part 2, What the People Want

Ashley lost track of time. Her life continued to be magically live-streamed to her audience as she bounced back and forth between being an ass sextoy for her roommate’s boyfriend Jason and an ass-shaped pillow for her roommate Anna. Though lately her fans became a bit bored with watching this same interaction. The chat, which was magically read aloud inside Ashley’s mind, started hoping that she could turn into something else.

So the magic of the black market spell that she used to make herself what her friends and fans wanted her to be started to change. It introduced an option to allow her fans to vote on what she would transform into next. Options flew through the chat, some of the more tame ones being a doll of her former self, and some of the more terrifying options included a toilet brush and a regenerating tampon.

The magic of the spell affected both Jason and Anna as well, making it so they blindly accepted the odd things that it caused. So at this point, they didn’t even question why Ashley’s room was still fully set up but she was nowhere to be seen.

They also didn’t question the onahole that appeared in their room one day. Without question, they looked at each other with playful hunger for a moment. Ashley’s chat started to blow up in her mind, people excitedly chatting about what they were about to see. The prevailing theme was that they were excited to see Anna join in on playing with Ashley.

Ashley, to her credit, kept her cool, since being an onahole wasn’t all that much different than being an ass sextoy, though she was curious which of her holes was about to be fucked. Her expression on the magical “face-cam” that showed her audience her thoughts was neutral.

“Alright, strip,” Anna said, crossing her arms over her chest and popping her hips.

Jason smiled and quickly stripped down, revealing that he was very much ready for the toy. He climbed up onto their bed and Anna, still fully dressed, climbed up afterward. Humming casually to herself, she lowered Ashley down toward her boyfriend’s cock.

With the teasing and taunting of her followers in her head, Ashley resigned herself to keeping a fully straight face, denying them the satisfaction of her reactions. Though as soon as Jason’s cock touched her opening, that went out the window. It would seem that Jason’s shaft was pressing into her mouth. But further than that, his shaft appeared on the face cam, so the viewers watched as it forced its way into and out of her mouth.

[Yeah! Suck that thang!]

[Aw, cock got your tongue?]

Ashley couldn’t contain her less-than composed noises from slipping from her non-existent mouth. She choked and gagged as Anna drove her boyfriend’s penis in and out of their roommate.

Her chat blew up, her followers clearly enjoying the show.

[Now THIS is what I’m talking about!]

[Yeah, so much better than watching her roommate sleep on her…]

Just when Ashley thought she couldn’t take any more, Jason blew his load into her. It wasn’t exactly an unusual feeling for her these days, though taking it through the mouth was so much more intimate. Anna giggled and gave Jason a few more pumps, making him jump and grab at his overly sensitive, post-orgasm penis.

Without a thought, Ashley was put aside as Anna cuddled up with her boyfriend on the bed. Ashley was left alone with a belly full of cum and her watchers’ voices in her head. Over the next few days, Ashley was used often, but only with Jason alone. In fact, she didn’t even see Anna. It was only when Jason came into their room on a video call with Anna that Ashley realized that she was out of town for the next month and a half. Though that did explain why the room was getting so dirty and cluttered.

“Man, this place is getting really dirty…” Jason muttered under his breath after he hung up with Anna. As he turned to leave, Ashley felt the magic coming over again.

She started to grow, and she felt her body starting to reform as it had so many times in the past few weeks. Though this time it was different, she was becoming much larger than any of her last few forms. Ashley even felt her arms, legs and head emerging from her form.

[Hey what is happening? We didn’t vote on a new form?]

[Is she turning back to a human? That’s boring…]

A moment later Ashley was human again, laying on her roommates’ bed. Or she was human-shaped at least, but something was off. She felt stiff, and the clothes she was wearing felt wrong, like nothing she would normally wear. She panicked as she felt her body moving on its own to stand up. Once she fully got to her feet, she saw herself in the full-length mirror on the closet door at the same time that her chat revealed what happened.

[HAHAHA She’s a maidbot!!]

[A maidbot! That’s hilarious!]

Ashley was shocked at what she saw. First off, she was wearing the shortest of black maid-like skirt, one that only fell halfway down her ass when she was standing upright. Underneath it, she wore a bright pink thong, the tiny triangle only barely visible at the top of her ass, and her lips only just barely covered by the cloth. Her top could only be described as a bikini, and one that would get her kicked out of most public pools at that. The triangles of the garment were basically suspended in place on the top of her tits, not even touching her torso at all.

And while her outfit was humiliating and concerning, that wasn’t the most worrisome thing she saw. Her body, while generally looking like herself, had more exaggerated proportions: Her hips were wider, her ass and chest were bigger and perkier. But her skin was the most worrying. Her skin looked like a mannequin and her joints were mechanical, like a humanoid robot from science fiction. Even while she panicked inside at this new development, the expression she saw in the mirror didn’t change. She just looked blankly back at herself. Her chat was right… Jason’s realization that the house was getting dirty had transformed her into a robotic maid.

As Ashley is still processing this, a strong compulsion to seek out Jason seeped into her brain. Without thinking, she turned and started to walk stiffly out toward the main area of the house, moving almost like C3PO from Star Wars. Realizing that she was only acting because her “programming” was telling her to, she willed herself to stop. As soon as she did, a deeply uncomfortable feeling came over her, almost like she was contorted in a weird, nearly painful way and also had to desperately use the bathroom at the same time. Only giving into the compulsion and walking to find Jason eased this intensely uncomfortable feeling.

In a moment, she rounded the corner to see Jason sitting on the couch playing some shooter game on the TV.

“Oh hey Ash-Bot,” he greeted her casually, the magic of Ashley’s spell making him act like maid bots were a real thing and that Ashley had always been one.

“Hello Mr. Jason,” the stiff response came from Ashley’s mouth.

Ashley was humiliated beyond belief. She was being paraded around, basically dressed in her underwear to serve her roommate’s boyfriend’s whims.

“The laundry is piling up, can you get that taken care of?” Jason asked, barely looking up from his game.

“Yes, Mr. Jason,” Ashley said, the compulsion to comply seeping deeply into her mind. She decided not to fight it and turned away toward the laundry room.

Under the control of the magic and the programming of her now-robotic body, she collected the first of what would be many loads of laundry and made her way to the laundry room in the basement.

[“help me step-roommate, I’m stuck!”]

[OMG can we do that!?]

[Oh hell yeah…]

Ashley’s mind spun as the chat continued like that, all of them seemingly excited at the prospect of her getting stuck in the washer and fucked. Then a poll popped up on her live stream.

[Ashbot gets stuck in the washer, what happens next? A: Jason helps her get free. B: Jason fucks her ass. C: Jason fucks her pussy.]

Ashley went about her business, her outward appearance calm and collected, but her face cam showed her panic and humiliation at her chat calmly talking about what to do to her.

[A, no just kidding, C, CCCCCC]

[C, then C again]

[Nah, just do B]

The votes flooded in just as Ashley was leaning down to put the first load into the front-load washing machine. Against her will, she knelt down and unnecessarily reached into the washing machine until her head, arms, and shoulders were fully inside, her ass lewdly open to the basement. Once she was inside, she found that she was incapable of getting back out. No part of her was actually jammed on anything, but her body just refused to move free of the washer.

“Help! Jason! I’m stuck!” her voice, overly high-pitched and girly, screamed out against her will. Just at that moment, as if he was waiting for his cue, Jason casually walked down the stairs.

She heard him moving behind her, and her face flushed red at her compromising position. Being bent over as she was in a tiny skirt with a thong, her entire ass was on display for her roommate's boyfriend.

“Oh, let me help you,” Jason said as he jogged over to her. She felt his hands touching her hips through the skirt, sending a few contradicting feelings through her. First off, she was mortified at being touched like that. The second feeling, a deep-seated arousal, confused and surprised her. Ashley’s magic-twisted mind couldn’t tell if it was another effect of the spell, or just her own lust.

Jason took a hold of her hips and pulled hard. Ashley didn’t move, though Jason slipped, his fingers hooking into her skirt and ripping it fully free of her body. As she yelped in a very unladylike and embarrassing way, Jason tumbled, his shorts somehow falling down around his ankles in the process, leaving him naked from the waist down.

“Opps, sorry, I’m okay,” Jason muttered as he stepped out of his shorts and took position behind Ashley again. She could see only just enough to realize that he wasn’t wearing anything below his waist.

[Votes tallied: winner is C:Jason fucks her pussy.]

Ashley whimpered to herself as the robotic voice announced the winner in her head. She has almost forgotten about that poll completely!

Jason moved into place behind her, getting a good grip on her hips, planting his feet solidly as he prepared to pull.

“Okay, get ready, I might have to put my hips into this,” Jason warned.

Ashley closed her eyes, knowing what was about to happen. Sure enough, Jason pulled hard on her hips, but when she didn’t budge, pulled himself to her instead. By some miracle, in fact the work of the spell, his cock slipped past her panties and buried itself into her slit. An intense pang of pleasure washed over her, any pain or discomfort from his sudden intrusion masked by the spell. Her mouth fell open and she let out a pleasure moan that would put porn actresses to shame.

“Oh, um. Sorry,” Jason mumbled, but didn’t pull back. Instead he pulled on her hips again, eliciting another audible moan from her and a less subtle but still noticeable grunt from him. At that point all pretense of this being an accident fell away and Jason wordlessly fucked her.

[Oh damn…]

[I never liked the ‘I’m stuck’ pornos, but this is good…]

Ashley’s chat went on and on like that, her viewership growing with each thrust. Then another poll flashed before her.

[Does Ashbot orgasm? A: no. B: yes, and it’s a GOOD one. C: yes, but it’s ruined as he pulls out. D: yes, 17 times.]

The new poll reminded her how she was being watched, and a fresh wave of humiliation soaked deep into her, almost as deep as Jason’s cock. The chat exploded again, the audience seemingly split pretty evenly between all the options, with Ahsley getting no indication of what was going to happen.

[Votes tallied: winner is ::HIDDEN::]

Just as the robot voice informed her of this, she felt herself tipping toward climax. She had hoped that she would know which option won, but it would seem the spell was more cruel than that. Or maybe her chat decided to hide it from her so as not to ruin the surprise. Behind her, Jason sped up, pushing her harder and faster toward her inevitable end. When she heard him grunting and felt him deposit his load into her, she wasn’t quite at her own peak. As he thrust his last few slow and deep thrusts, however, she started to tip into climax.

Just as her orgasm was hitting her, Jason pulled out, his dripping cock making a wet sucking sound.

“Wait no!” she was forced to scream, but her voice was cut off by her impending orgasm.

They had voted to ruin her orgasm, and only allowed her to cum once all stimulation had been removed. Her hips quivered and her moan shuddered as the wholly unsatisfying climax washed over her. In the final throes, she fell backward out of the washer, dropping hard to her ass on the cold floor.

“Oh good you’re free,” Jason smiled from above her as he stepped away to pull his pants on. “When the laundry’s done, could you get dinner started? I’m starving…”

And that became her life for the next few days, forced to wait on him hand and foot, doing whatever menial task he set out for her. Her viewers had decided not to fix her skirt, so she was left in just a thong from that moment on. Ashley did his laundry, cleaned the house, cooked his dinners, and whenever he wanted, would service him sexually in whatever manner he chose. Over the course of days, she was fucked in every whole over a dozen times each, with her chat choosing to deny her any of her own orgasms.

She even waited on his guests at his weekly poker game, still wearing only her pink thong and tiny bikini top. All of his guy friends, and the one lesbian in attendance, leered at her and sometimes even smacked her ass as she walked by.

Finally, she was standing motionless in the corner of the living room when Anna rushed in with her bags and gave Jason a huge hug. After they celebrated their reunion for a while, Anna turned to look around the apartment. Ashley hoped that she would realize that an “Ashbot” wasn’t a thing, prompting Anna to help break this spell over her.

“I see you’ve kept the place pretty clean while I’ve been gone,” Anna complimented, dashing Ashley’s hopes.

“Yup, Ashbot’s been busy.”

“I’m sure she has,” Anna gave him a kiss, her tone playful like she knew exactly what he had been doing with their “maidbot.” Ashley, as normal these days, was mortified at being forced to stand there quietly and referred to in such a way. In front of her Jason and Anna kissed deeply, which transitioned quickly to them frantically tearing each other’s clothes off.

“Wait,” Anna pulled back when they were both down to just their underwear. “I’m off my birth control, remember? Do you still have any condoms left?”

“Oh, uhh,” Jason stammered, looking off into the distance as if thinking. “I don’t think so…” he trailed off.

Ashley felt another change coming over her. Her features quickly dissolved as she shrank down to a tiny fraction of her normal size. The world around her spun around her and she fell into darkness. Not knowing what the spell had done to her this time, she was forced to wait in her dark prison.

A couple minutes passed, and suddenly her world shifted with a wooden squeak. She had ended up in a drawer, which was now being opened. Jason’s giant head and shoulders loomed over her.

“Babe, I found one!” Jason shouted and reached down and scooped Ashley up with one hand, making her realize that the spell had made her into what they needed in that moment: a condom.

[oh shit! This is going to be good…]

[no fair, I want to be shoved into a pussy]

[what do you think her opening is? Her mouth? Ass? Or pussy?]

Ashley admitted that she too wanted to know the answer to that last question.

As Jason joined Anna on the bed, Ashley could see that they were both naked. Anna laid down on her back as Jason climbed over to her and kneeled next to her. Anna reached up and took Ashley from his hands. The transformed girl watched as Jason’s enormous cock approached her.

Anna was pretty clearly in a hurry, so she jammed the poor Ashley onto her boyfriend’s cock. It felt like she was taking his shaft into her vagina, which she had done often in the last few weeks. Except this time he was massive, and it felt like her entire body stretched to accommodate it. By the time she was rolled down to the base of his shaft, it felt like she was stuffed from pussy to throat with his meat.

And then he climbed on top of Anna. Ashley watched as her roommate’s giant, shaved vagina came closer and closer, the smell of her arousal reaching her before she even made contact.

[T minus 5, 4, 3…]

[Oh man, we got an extreme close up!]

And then what felt like Ashley’s head pressed against, then inside of Anna, eliciting a moan, which sent a vibration down through her body and into the condom-woman.

[now you see her, now you don’t]

[Jason, take it slow man!]

The long absence apparently sent the couple’s arousal through the roof as Jason started to frantically ride Anna, both of them screaming their pleasure to the empty room. Ashley’s world was a furious cycle of light and dark, hot and cold, cramped and free as she was pressed deep into Anna and then back into the open several times a second. And at the same time, she was taking the pounding of her life with a cock the size of her own body.

Time lost all meaning to the transformed girl as none of the sensory input she was receiving made any sense. All she knew was that Jason was speeding up, and his cock seemed to grow harder and harder.

Without warning, he fired his load into her, again like he had done dozens of times before, though this time magnified by a hundred. Ashley could feel the sticky substance filling her like it was welling up from her stomach and threatening to burst out of her mouth. A few strokes later, she was finally removed, the cold air hitting her and the light of the room blinding her.

“Take care of that, and then come back for snuggles, I missed you,” Anna said with a sigh.

Jason smiled, gave her a kiss and then climbed out of bed. He pulled the Ashley condom off making sure to keep his load inside her to avoid a mess. Then, to Ashley’s surprise, he tied off the open end, trapping his seed inside, then walked into Ashley’s room, which had been left in the same condition as it was when she first used the spell.

Jason, not really knowing what he was doing, set Ashley down on her computer desk and walked out. Ashley stared after him, shocked at the state she was left in. How long would she rest on her own desk full of her roommate’s cum? She could only hope that her chat got bored of this quickly and freed her from this transformation…