Beep-beep-beep-beep! Beep-beep-beep-beep!
Sunlight streamed in through my windows. One of my tails curled tightener around the top of my head drowsily, and the light hit my closed lids. It created a soft pink glow that no doubt matched the rest of me.
A soft groan escaped me as I shifted around. The heavy scent of sex and sweat washed over me, bringing with them a soft sort of comfort of their own. A tight press of warm fur against my skin was almost enough to lull me back into sleep.
Beep-beep-beep-beep! Beep-beep-beep-beep!
”Fuck.” My eyes snapped open as awareness slowly bled into me. I was wrapped tightly in my own tails. They’d tangled around me sometime last night, cocooning my limbs, waist, and throat in soft, pastel-pink fur.
One lay curved over my chest, and twitched as if about to wake up. Another slowly toyed with my navel, pushing back the chill of my apartment. A third wrapped around my throat possessively as if to let me live through the several fantasies I’d had over the past two weeks. Its warm, pearly-white tip brushed my fluffy fox ears like it was saying ‘good girl’.
I didn’t fight them as my tails steadily woke up and stretched out languidly like sleeping foxes. My body ached too much, anyway. It wasn’t a sharp, urgent aching. Instead, it was much deeper soreness that settled into my joints and between my thighs. I somehow felt raw, sensitive, and satisfied all at once. It was a little reminder of what I’d been up last night.
Beep-beep-beep-beep! Beep-beep-beep-beep!
I groaned, and rolled over as my phone went off again. One of my tails helpfully dragged it to me so I wouldn’t have to move around much. I put it on speaker and tossed it to the side. “Hello?”
”Why do you sound like you just woke up, Seren?” Willow asked.
”Mmm… good morning to you too, beautiful,” I muttered softly. The tip of the tail curled up on my stomach raised softly as if I was talking to it. My hand dropped down to pat it gently. Although they were all part of my body, if I didn’t actively think about them, it was like they all had a mind of their own.
My hand drifted down, brushing past a damp patch of streets. The liquid spread across them had turned cold and sticky last night, drawing a grimace from me. Yep, I’d been up way too late. I’d been so focused on VTubing recently that I hadn’t even touched myself, so last night I rewarded myself until I passed out.
“Flirting won’t get you anywhere,” Willow snapped. “Go make yourself a cup of coffee and wake up.”
”Don’ wanna.” A heavy yawn cracked my jaw open, and the tips of my tails trembled with the effort. I hugged one of them to my chest as a fluffy hostage. It squirmed in my arms, and then went still against my bare skin. “What time is it anyway?”
”Almost three in the afternoon.” The boss’s words dragged me the rest of the way out of my sleepiness. My debut stream started at four, which meant I only had an hour to get everything ready.
“Damn.” My tail thrashed in annoyance, and I unwillingly let it go after pressing a kiss into the fur. I must’ve been more tired than I thought… it was warranted, though. I’d been going exceptionally hard over the past two weeks, and then, ahem, exhausted myself.
Right, I couldn’t stay in bed forever. With a groan, I sat up and extracted myself from the tangle of my furry limbs and blanket. Two of the nine clung to me like they didn’t want to let go. The stained sheets crumpled underneath me. My underwear was crumpled into a ball and tossed into the middle of the floor.
”I’ll get ready.” I waited for a second to see if she’d say something. Instead, she just hung up on me. My phone beeped a few times as I rubbed the last of my sleep out of my eyes.
My nose twitched lightly, and I lifted my blanket. A warm and slightly salty scent hit me like a wave. It was thick and so feminine that it made my toes curl. My tails followed right along, and a fresh wave of heat gathered in my stomach. Ugh, why am I getting turned on by this? This damn vulpine body. Selene really should’ve warned me how sensitive my nose would be.
I should’ve probably been more disgusted than I actually was. My ears flicked against my skull as I imagined someone else catching that desperately lonely scent. There was a certain layer of shame… and something much hotter hiding just beneath the surface.
I buried my face into my tail as a warm blush spread across my cheeks and tossed my blanket to the side. Right, before Daniel got here I needed to get everything cleaned up and replace the sheets. Oh, and take a shower.
My shower was quick and hot. I stood under the spray, letting it drown my tails and wash away the thick scent of sex that clung to my skin. The sticky sweat and… other fluids were washed away alongside it. By the time I was done, my tails hung limply around me like drowned foxes.
It took long enough to towel off that I gave up halfway through. Even while using a blow dryer with my hands and using my tails as extra limbs to try to dry myself, it still took way too long. I got the sad looking pink limbs from soaking to damp, and that was more than okay with me. Right, clothes.
My closet was basically magic thanks to [Sexy Shmexy]. I wasn’t a hundred percent how it worked, but I somehow managed to find exactly what I was looking for every time I opened it up. There was everything from sailor and bunny girl outfits to actual military wear.
I tossed on boyshorts and an oversized t-shirt that dragged down to reveal the smooth skin of my shoulder without bothering with a bra. My nipples brushed against the fabric. They were far too sensitive thanks to last night’s abuse. I shivered and tugged the shirt lower as if that’d fix anything. It, uh, it did not.
By the time a knock came from my door, I’d managed to cover up most of the evidence like a criminal hiding her tracks. It was a good thing I bought plenty of extra sheets over the past two weeks given my… proclivities. Some air freshener covered everything else. Daniel was just a basic human, so I didn’t have to do much more beyond that.
“Coming!” I called out. I casually brushed the wispy strands of my pink hair out of my face and opened the door to my studio apartment.
Daniel stood on the other side with two bags in his hand, and a backpack on his back. One was a duffel, and the other a plastic sack. I wasn’t sure what was in the plastic sack, but it made my stomach rumble. “The boss had me fetch you some food on my way.”
”Oh my gawd, you guys are saints.” I grabbed the bag from him, and cheerfully led the man into my place. It wasn’t the first time he’d been here. He’d helped me get everything set up to stream. Since we’d be streaming from our own places most of the time, Willow had insisted that we do our debut streams the same way.
”Bit surprised to see you so casual, Seren. Most of the other generations dress up for their debut streams.” Daniel made idle conversation as he passed me.
“Well… my clothes and makeup won’t really matter, will they?” We were VTubers, not normal streamers. Sure, I’d be using tracking software so my avatar lined up, but the viewers wouldn’t ever see the real me. Or, at least, shouldn’t ever see the real me.
“No, I guess not.” Daniel moved to my desk and started to turn everything on for his final technical check.
While Daniel dug into my computer for one last check through, I dug into the food. It was breakfast burritos. At first, I just happily chowed down. At a certain point, though, a soft moan escaped me as I swallowed the last of a burrito down. Daniel didn’t even react… really? This chapter is updated first at novelping dot com.
Should I use some of my training? Right, this was just practice for later when my debut stream started. It wasn’t like I was going to sleep with a married man… but a little teasing would be fine, wouldn’t it? Seven of my tails nodded in agreement, and that was all I needed.
I leaned against the corner of my desk next to him, and struck a casual pose that accentuated my form. “How’s it coming?”
“Good, good. This mic of yours is something else, though. Never seen something quite like it.” Daniel brushed a calloused hand over the Listern-San mannequin head.
“One of a kind, I think.” It came from my patron as part of my new world template, anyway. While I had his attention on me, one of my tails played with the hem of my shirt. Another slowly lifted it, exposing my hip and side ever so slightly. Another one brushed down my long legs on the other side of my body, creating an asymmetry that naturally drew the eye.
“That’s a shame. It would've been nice to have a few more of these for the company.” Daniel didn’t even react, and went back to what he was doing like I hadn’t just done anything at all.
”Really? Nothing?” I asked in disbelief after a moment. I’d been obsessively training my teasing capabilities recently, so not getting any reaction at all was kinda sad.
”What?” Daniel asked. My drooping tails must’ve tipped him off that something was wrong. After a moment, a realization crossed his face. “Oh, it’s not you.”
”It’s not?” My vulpine ears perked up.
”I’m gay.” He shrugged as I stared at him in shock. There was no way my macho, bald technical director was gay all this time and I’d never realized it… right? I thought I was a better judge of character than that. Besides, we’d interacted quite a bit leading up to this day. “My husband definitely wouldn’t approve either.”
“Oh, sorry.” Heat flared to my cheeks, and I hugged one of my tails to my chest as if to bury my embarrassment. Another tail curled in front of my face. The more I thought about what I just tried to do, the more mortified I felt.
It was also kinda relieving, though? I wasn’t bad at this—I was just bad at picking the right target. Seduction wasn’t quite as universal as my instructors made it out to be. It didn’t matter how perfectly I struck a pose or delivered a line if the other person didn’t even have a lick of interest to begin with… though I swear [Top Tier Design] said… actually, it was about making a girl lesbian, wasn’t it? It didn’t matter. There was a difference between thinking something was beautiful and wanted to fuck it.
”Nothing to be sorry about. You’ve gotta practice your character at some point, right?” He gave me an easy out and slid out of my chair. I originally bought a cheap one that broke almost instantly. My tails weren’t kind to furniture. Now I had a really nice one that even had an adjustable back to work with my tails. It was part of the [Nine-Tail Gaming Gear] I got for getting the star is born Achievement. ”All good to go.”
”Thanks.” I slid into the seat, and scooted forward. Five minutes now… why was I getting kinda nervous? It felt like there were butterflies in my stomach. The source of my nerves was clear—that’d I’d mess up and wouldn’t be entertaining enough for people to follow me. I pushed down the jitter as three of my tails wrapped forward around my stomach.
I stared at my VTubing avatar for several long moments. It looked just like me. The Art Lead had said something about not needing to do much since the source material was such high-quality. The biggest difference was that my avatar had on the same, ancient-style clothes on that it did in the debut trailer.
Just to test things, I tried smiling. It followed the motion almost perfectly thanks to the motion tracking. It easily followed along with a sultry look right after. Honestly, it was close enough that I could’ve outright streamed with a face cam and an anime filter.
I did my final checks as well, and just took a minute to breath and calm down. For what I had planned, I wouldn’t have much of a chance to relax again anytime soon.