You blinked your eyes a bit at what you were seeing. In place of the usual cam girl or guy was your own surprised-looking face. Dumbfounded, you moved your hands back and forth in front of your visage, mesmerized as your computer doppelganger mirrored your every move.
"What the fuck..." you cursed to yourself. Your webcam hadn't worked for months ever since you had accidentally dropped your laptop onto the floor during one of your more intense self-pleasure sessions. In fact, based on the angle at which you saw your face, it didn't seem like you were being recorded by your webcam at all, but rather from your computer screen itself. You confirmed this by covering your webcam with your thumb, only to be met with the image of you stretching your arm out.
Every instinct you had told you to close the tab now, but something about how alien the situation was left you intrigued. Turning your attention from the large, central window still displaying your visage, you notice the perplexing title which is underneath it:
Teen's First Time
To the right of the feed were two boxes. The one on top was a voting poll with different things with different percentages next to them. Beneath that was a chat box where a number indicated that there were currently a few hundred viewers. Most of the usernames that you could see had something uncomfortably sexual about them; like MelonLover, FlyingButtress, and BBW6969 to name a few. The topic of conversation at the moment was how to "break in the new meat", presumably referring to you. One person then typed /vote fat 100 which made you notice that the percentage in the voting box next to "Fat 100" went up a percent.
"Seriously though, what the fuck?!" you suddenly exclaim, "Can you people hear me as well?"
TacoTuesday: Sure can darlin ;) FlyingButtress: Does he seriously not know what's happening XD MelonLover: Ooooh, we should start this off slow; see how he reacts TacoTuesday: omg yes TacoTuesday: /vote breast A BBW6969: /vote fat 25
While the chat continued in such a way, you noticed a timer on top of the voting box that you had previously glanced over too quickly before. There was a minute left, and it seemed as the timer got closer to 0:00, the members of chat got more excited.
Curiosity outweighing anything else, you waited with bated breath for the timer to deplete, only to be entirely disappointed when nothing happened. You went to close the window when you were suddenly gripped by a strange feeling in your body. You started to feel heated all over, particularly on your torso, so you tore off your shirt without caring at all that your audience got a view of your bare chest and midriff. The last thing your mind registered before a weird, almost-orgasmic feeling made you slump over with pleasure, was the one aspect that had the highest percentage in the voting block.
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