Swap Clinic In The New Year - Part Seven

... a low cut "Gamer" shirt and tight short shorts. I hiss in disgust as I see the clothing inside the torn package, unfolding the tightly packaged items on the bed as I look at them in disdain.

The shirt was in a feminine cut, cinching in tight at the waist and fanning out around the hips and chest with additional material. The neckline of the pure white cotton top plunged in a deep V shape, obviously designed to accentuate Scarlett's assets. The word 'GAMER' is printed in bold black letters over the chest of the shirt, a tongue in cheek joke about her status as a streamer.

However, as bad as the shirt was the shorts were far worse. Reaching down to the tiny pink pair of shorts I wince as I rub the material between my fingers, finding it to be some sort of tight yet elastic blend of fabrics. They look quite a few sizes too small for my thick lower half, but as I stretch the material between my fingers I realize that they will one way or another.

I glance down at the clothing on the floor and at the forgotten dregs in the wardrobe, contemplating wearing uncomfortable clothes over this nonsense. However, with a deep sense of disgust I begin to try my best to get dressed in these newly purchased clean clothes.

I begin with the shirt, finding myself struggling to get it on for much the same reason I struggled with removing my shirt from the Swap Clinic. I jiggle in place as I fight to get my arms and head through the holes, murmuring in distress as I bounce on the spot in the hopes it would help pull the shirt on. Eventually, taking the whole process more slowly, I manage to get my arms and head in the shirt before tugging the tight material over my breasts and tight stomach. I gasp in shock as I feel the snugly fitted shirt hug against my new curves, the waist squeezing in around my stomach while the additional fabric around my chest assisted in holding my sagging breasts more firmly than anything else I had worn. I glance down breathlessly, finding the tight shirt lifting my immense rack a little and pulling them together to create a generous valley of cleavage for the world to see.

Whimpering as the sight I grab the small pair of short, straining to stretch them out a bit as I step into the and begin to blindly pull them up my legs. The shorts easily make their way up my shins, but once they reach my meaty thighs I begin to have problems. While I can't easily see what is going on beneath the bench of fat on my chest I can feel my plump thighs resisting as I try to squeeze them into the skin tight material. Whining and whimpering the whole time I begin to wriggle and jump, feeling my whole body shaking with each jerking motion as I pull the shorts slowly but surely up my legs. As they reach my large backside I wince, feeling the waist band slide up and press into the soft squishy flesh that now sat jiggling behind me. As I finally manage to tug the waistband of the shorts over my hips I'm practically out of breath, a fine sweat building up on my forehead and under my hairless arms. I absentmindedly release my grip on the waistband, painfully snapping it against my sensitive skin before attending to smooth out the short to make them more comfortable.

With my heart racing in my chest I turn to the mirror, gritting my teeth as I see my reflection now fully clothed. The curvaceous young woman I had been looking at all day now stared back at me with a deep crimson blush forming on her face. The 'GAMER' lettering on her shirt distorting as it stretched over her prodigious rack, not that anyone would be reading those words with the valley of cleavage above it drawing people's attention. The shorts look as tight as they feel, the girl's plump thighs looking far larger and juicer now that they were being squeezed into and out of the tiny pair of shorts. Her ass stretched the material to it's limit, the shorts providing a certain sense of tightness and perkiness to her otherwise jiggly and fatty behind. Worst of all I find my eyes locking onto the girl in the mirror's camel toe, the tight shorts leaving little to the imagination with regards to my new privates. I struggle in place for a moment, trying to make the shorts less tight around my pussy, but all I manage to do is rub the material again my sensitive new nether as a small wet patch begins to form as the bright pink material begins to darken.

Standing back up straight, biting nervously at my bottom lip, I look away from my reflection. Slowly but surely I collect up Scarlett's phone from where I had left it, feeling the shorts riding up my ass and digging into my pussy with each uncomfortable set.

Knowing I needed to limit my movements I sway over to the computer set up, my hips rocking and making the new shorts shift and rising up my thighs as the material bunches up.

Reaching the desk I drop my short new form into the racing chair at the desk, feeling my new ass acting like the largest cushion I had ever felt in the life. With a disconcerted look on my face I wriggle in place, hoping to get comfortable but finding no respite from the tight clothing and strange proportions I new have to deal with.

I begin to collect the scraps of paper Scarlet had left for me on the desk, recognizing them as a list of poorly written instruction. As I grab one of the sheets of paper my slender hand bumps the mouse, causing the whole set up to light up in a burst of rainbow LEDs. The hum of the fans kicking into gear is quickly followed by the screen turning on, a series of editing and recording programs already open on the screen with a desktop filled with game shortcuts.

My pillowy lips part as I glance between the screen and the notes, my face taking on a cute yet bewildered expression as I try to follow the first set of instructions.

 

First, you goin 2 need to learn how to stream

Its how you make money now $$$

The program will be open when the comp starts up (The 1 with the black logo)

Start private session (Not when actually doing it though but for practice)

Check 2nd screen. If the green light is on your streaming, yellow means private, red means your not you know what red means

Chat is on the secodn screen (remeber to react to chat for the donations)

You sign on with "Hey lovlies, how are you today?" (Be bubbly, tey eat it up)

Try to

You need to

Be cute, show skin (Not too much tho, thats the other stream)

When you need to sign off press the "End Session" button

Easy money 4 you ;)

 

I read the note, seeing the one behind it for a moment and noticing it was instructions for her more personal streams and videos. Swallowing hard I decide to focus on the first first set of instructions, hoping to be able to do the less lewd and sexual streams rather than having to go back to the porn set in the other room.

Slowly but surely I begin to follow the instructions, starting up the private stream as I look at my image in the preview screen. While I lacked any makeup and my hair was a frizzy mess the rest of me screamed lewd gaming streamer, my breasts taking up the lower half of the screen as the light above the screen illuminated my jiggly pale shelf of flesh.

I look at the camera, smiling weakly as I see the girl in the preview window acting equally as shyly.

"H...Hey lovelies, how...how are you today?" I squeak nervously, my soft sensual voice appearing meek and mousey with me behind it.

As I go to open a game, deciding to do a full fake run through I see something in the corner of my eye. The chat window was no longer empty, someone having joined the chat when I started the private stream before beginning to fill the window with messages.

 

Skye4Real has joined the private session

Skye4Real: Heey babe!
Skye4Real: Oh fuck you call that an intro?
Skye4Real: I never sound so shy!
Skye4Real: ...
Skye4Real: Actually
Skye4Real: Mayb the sad nerd boys would like a soft little waifu lol
Skye4Real: Hey
Skye4Real: Heeeeeeeeey
Skye4Real: I told you to react to chat!

As I read the chat my jaw drops, my eyes darting between the chat and the camera.

"Sc...Scarlett?" I ask, my voice trembling along with my bottom lip.

 

Skye4Real: Not anymore babe
Skye4Real: But yeah its me :P