Subgoal sissy Desperate streamer slowly becomes a girl pt 2
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Subgoal Sissy: Desperate Streamer Slowly Becomes A Girl Pt.1 (intro) free porn video
[Hi everyone, I've been a lurker on these sites for maybe 10 years now,
and I've finally decided to say thanks to the community. Fibaro, I love
your work, and all the rest of you are great as well. This is going to be
a slow burner, but things will ramp up. I've planned several parts out
already, and hope to keep you all edging along with our character's
journey for as long as I can. There will be pay-offs, but I want this
series to last, to give you something to look forward to. Also, I
recently realised that I'm trans and have started to transition and live
the dream, but the hormones have unfortunately taken away the feelings I
used to get whilst reading the stories on this site. So if the story is
missing that special feeling, or if you have any other advice, I'd love
to hear about it. Lots of love, kc x]
-Everyone in this story is 18 or above-
(this chapter is not quite sexual, but I'll make it up to you in the next
parts I promise)
Intro
Andy was a loser and he knew it. He wasn't a class clown, a braggish
jock, an aloof enigma or even a quiet hard worker, but an absolute loser,
with no attractive qualities or quirks. He'd tried to become popular,
countless times before, but day after day of living ignored had grinded
his persona to a beige-grey pulp. He had nothing to offer to anyone he
met. Dust in the air made more of an impact on people's lives than he
did. And being fully aware of this, he'd grown incredibly desperate, for
any possible ounce of human attention, and was only a few bad days away
from accepting the fact that he'd probably be invisible for the rest of
his life.
He really didn't understand why he'd become such a loser, but he knew
that he wasn't going to find any fix that would change how his school
thought about him, so he gave up trying. Buzzes and flushes would grow
inside Andy, elevating him to pathetic levels of excitement whenever
someone looked like they were about to talk to him, or whenever he
thought someone was talking about him. But they never did, and they never
were, and so little parts of Andy's humanity were eroded with each
awkward embarrassment and day that went by.
Hiding from his feelings, he'd often be found staring out of windows, or
staring at his desk thinking about computer games, streamers and how much
time there was until the bell would ring, leaving his schoolwork
unfinished, and teachers ignored, which massively affected his grades.
And while losing interest in schoolwork isn't an uncommon thing for a
teenager, his behaviour (appearing shy and brain-dead) led his teachers
to agree that he simply didn't want to try in class, and they decided to
use their limited time on the students who actually did care about
learning.
Other students in the class noticed his tendency to stare at things in
silence from an early date, and quickly agreed he was never going to have
anything to say, to anyone, and that even looking at him was a waste of
time. And from the first few nervous days at school he'd hoped that
they'd suddenly start talking to him. But the end of his final term was
soon approaching, and he knew that that was very unlikely. He was going
to be staring college this year and he still didn't know how to make
friends.
Somehow the dweebs who got bullied were even more popular than Andy. And
in his lonely reflections, he'd even felt jealous of them, and even
sometimes dreamt of getting bullied, and sometimes wished he was. These
kinds of thoughts kept Andy in a negative emotional loop, where he'd
break down his confidence before it could properly build up, keeping him
nervous and pathetic, and leaving him unable to talk to people without
appearing to be afraid of them.
Every attempt he made to make friends at school had been completely
ignored, every single time. But somehow (much to his confusion) he had
managed to make and keep one loyal friend from his early years before he
started school. That friend was his girlfriend. April.
April was a youthful, self starting, beauty, who was definitely going
places. She was one of the most attractive girls in the school and had
worked her way into the good-books of nearly every social circle and
always had something to smile about. Andy always struggled to get her
attention, and saw a side of her the rest of school didn't though.
Sometimes when messaging each other, Andy's suggestions of a nice date
would be met with "I really don't have the time" and "But who would pay?
You don't have any money." Sometimes she didn't reply to his messages for
a week, and she'd sound annoyed if he tried to join in with her groups of
friends at school
Every day, Andy was afraid that she'd break up with him, or that this
would all turn out to be some kind of sick joke, and he had no idea what
she saw in him at all But usually he found some reassurance in the fact
that she'd stayed with him for so long. And although she kept him from
talking to her friends, would only meet with him if she requested it
first via text, had only kissed him three times in several years, never
laughed at his jokes, would go missing for days, and was honestly a cold
and distant mystery, he loved her with all of his heart.
Next to April, on the rare occasions that they were actually seen
together, Andy did not have much to be proud of. He was shorter than
nearly every other guy in his year group, and less physically developed
than nearly everyone else. A few times he'd tried starting an exercise
routine, but always gave up within a couple of days. Because of his
moodiness, he took poor care of his hair, and his tangled dark mop was
now nearing his shoulders. He was pale from gaming, always wore baggy
clothes and had mostly just given up trying. He really didn't know what
his girlfriend saw in him.
Living alone with his mother gave him freedom to be undisturbed, which
allowed him to fall into a daily routine of ignoring everything else in
the world to play video games until the sun went down, continuing to play
them until it was nearly time for it to rise again, and then watching
streamers and youtubers in a digitalised coma until he fell asleep.
His mother, used to look out for how he was doing, and tried to keep his
spirits up, but had to take up more shifts at work, thanks to his father
leaving, and now always had to stay at work late. With no other siblings,
Andy had to look after himself, and although an empty house was sometimes
fun, he would never leave his room, and felt desperately lonely the
moment he stopped looking at his screens.
A solution to everything came to him one day however, that he, by
himself, could become a famous and popular streamer on the internet.
Everything he'd seen and learned from his years of watching personalities
online had given him the knowledge and skills he'd need. He could create
an image of himself so refined and different to who he was that he'd be
able to make friends with anyone online. He'd never be lonely again and
he knew that he'd be able to help pay his bills, letting him see more of
his mother again. They'd never had much money to buy things like nice
clothes or holidays, but Andy had slowly saved up enough to pay for a
computer that could just barely stream games, and now becoming famous was
all that he wanted.
This was without a doubt going to be a miserable last term at high school
for Andy, and he hadn't even started to think about what he would do at
college. But he did feel pretty confident that any day now his streaming
career was going to take off. He wouldn't have to worry about an
education ever again soon. Anxiety and desperation still riddled his mind
through most days and nights though. And although he hid it somewhat at
school, all the social deprivation, the distance from his mother and
"girlfriend," the failures to get his grades, the helplessness he felt
and the happiness he saw in others (people who actually had friends) had
turned him into one of the weakest, most embarrassing and desperate
people on the entire planet.
All he had to distract himself was his plan to get through each day as
quickly as he could, to get home to his room and start streaming, as he
had done for nearly a year now, and that is where our sissy-story starts
to set off.
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Chapter 1
Sliding his bag across his bedroom floor, Andy went straight to his
computer. He couldn't remember if he had any homework to do, but he knew
he'd be able to play the new crexworld expansion for the rest of the
night, uninterrupted. He'd spent the last six months arguing on reddit
about how amazing this expansion would be, and now that he'd finally
saved up, he couldn't wait to get proven right. His girlfriend was
annoyed that he'd wasted so much money on a dlc when he already had other
games, but she was busy studying tonight, and this seemed like a very
worthwhile investment to him.
Andy really wasn't athletic, but he'd actually tried to jog the last part
of the way home today to make sure he had time for his plan. He was very
enthusiastic and now that the game had been pre-installing for about
eight hours on his struggling internet, he was almost ready to start
streaming.
None of his streams had actually ever been successful before and most
people tuned out after a few seconds, but Andy was determined today. If
he was one of the first people online to stream this game, then he would
absolutely get some major traffic. The servers were going live in ten
minutes, which gave him enough time to set up his gear for the stream. He
couldn't afford a webcam, but he'd written some jokes on some paper next
to him to use if anyone started watching and the software he was using
was free. Today was going to be his lucky day. And after this, he'd be on
a one way highway to fame.
After he'd estimated how long it would take to get his first million
followers, he was already live, waiting on the main page of the game. He
only had one screen, so had to check his phone to see if anyone was
waiting in his chat yet. Zero.
"Oh well," he thought. "The expansion's not technically live just yet, so
they're probably just still on the way."
He send out a few notifications on his social media, announcing his big
stream, and something caught his eye. His girlfriend was on a night out
with some of her besties and they looked like they were all having a
blast. It looked like someone was having a house party, and he remembered
her saying something about a birthday last week. And sure, he was a
little jealous. He was never invited to any of these gatherings, and
she'd often made it clear that she wished he'd stopped wasting his time
on his "pathetic little streams," but he reassured himself by imagining
the feeling of pride he'd have when his future streaming success would
let him pay for exotic holidays, and expensive dates. She'd be proud of
him then.
-
Five hours later he had his first view.
-
Suddenly struck, he shot up in his chair. What should he say? He
panicked. He fumbled for his notes on his desk and looked to see if their
name was in the chat. They hadn't typed anything so he had no idea what
they were called.
"Oh no," he thought. "What if this is just April checking in. I can't let
her see how bad I'm doing."
He spouted something about how much he was enjoying the new dlc tonight
with as much fake enthusiasm as he could muster (after five hours glued
to his screen, it wasn't a lot). To his disappointment, he wasn't really
enjoying the game that much, and it was starting to look like a big
rushed mess, but no one would watch him unless he seemed happy and
enthusiastic, he thought.
"#$!*#" was all that appeared in the chat, and his view count quickly
returned to zero.
Andy was flattened. He didn't even have a chance to tell one of his
jokes, and he'd already gone. Not knowing what else to do, and put-off
from the game, he tapped the message on his phone to reveal what had been
said by the now-revealed milkman86.
"Pussy" is all he saw. "Nice," he thought to himself. He'd never been
offended by anything like this before, but he really had been planning
this day for over a year, since the expansion was announced. He couldn't
afford many big games like this and wouldn't get to try something like
this again for a long time. He was so upset, tears were actually starting
to form around his eyes.
"Oh god, maybe I really am just a pussy," he whimpered, with his head in
his hands. "I can't do anything right. Why am I such a fucking pussy?" He
cried, weighing everything up. And falling down into his chair for a
while. "Why am I actually crying?"
-
...
About five minutes later he looked up at his phone on his desk, red
around his eyes, and saw, to his utter disbelief, that his chat was
filled with so many messages that it was asking him to scroll down for
more.
Something had to be wrong here, he thought. He wasn't even in the game
any-more and had been kicked for idling. Had that guy come back to
apologise, or make fun of him again?
"Pretty girl" he saw in the chat. "Why are you crying :("
"Please don't worry you must be so funny." He read on. "You sound like a
wonderful girl." "You're not a #$!*#, you're amazing," "A strong
independent woman."
"You deserve more views."
"Show cam."
These were some of the ones he noticed from the seemingly endless barrage
that he'd just missed.
Overwhelmed by the flurry of emotions he was currently pushing through,
Andy was excited to see that people were watching actually the stream. He
rushed to see if anybody was still there, and kicked himself for not
noticing sooner.
They were definitely still there, but Andy was surprised to see that all
these messages were all from one guy. A user called ApeyA-bomb22.
Quite let down, and almost certain that this was just another jerk just
here to make fun of him, Andy's worries started to return. He felt deeply
embarrassed that someone had witnessed his pathetic breakdown, albeit
just through audio, and didn't understand why they were calling him a
girl. His struggle through puberty had left his voice a little higher
pitched than most of his other male classmates, but he didn't actually
sound like a girl did he? He stressed. Maybe his cheap mic was just
distorting his voice a little.
"Oh, hi..." Andy said. "I didn't realise anyone was here, sorry." Feeling
embarrassed that he was apologising, he fell quiet again.
"Don't be sad," A-bomb typed. "I'll cheer you up."
Though still mostly confused, Andy was starting to think that this guy
wasn't just another troll at all. He wasn't comfortable being addressed
as a girl, but maybe this was someone who was just genuinely trying to be
nice to him. Andy had had a really tough struggle with trying to get
attention from anyone in his daily life, especially today, and this weird
stranger had kind of gently struck his heart a little.
A warm feeling of hope started to form inside of him after he'd thought
for a few seconds, and although he didn't really know how to move on from
here, he realised that this could be the chance that he was hoping for.
If he could somehow manage to keep this guys attention for just a little
bit longer, his stream might show up to more people on the main website,
and he could definitely get some more fans. If he went back to zero
viewers, his stream would instantly return to the bottom of the list, of
everyone else streaming this game, and all his dreams would be shattered.
He slowly took a deep breath in and then out, and then decided that he
was going to ignore the girl part of the messages and loaded his game
back up.
"T-thanks.. um.. whoever you are," Andy struggled out, wiping the
remainder of the tears from his eyes. "Have you, seen much of this game
yet today?"
"No. worked long today," he read. "wish I could see u though. Show
webcam."
Andy really didn't know what to say about that, and already felt put off
now from his attempt to keep going. Maybe he should just turn the stream
off now and try to forget this ever happened.
"...haha," he managed awkwardly. "I don't have a webcam though sorry."
Which was true. Andy and his mother didn't have much money at all, and
his setup was very basic.
"That's a shame. Your stream is nice though." "Why have you stopped
talking?"
"Sorry!" Andy spat out in a fright. He felt very embarrassed again, with
how emotional and apologetic he was being, but he realised that this guy
could be about to leave, as quickly as he appeared. He couldn't mess this
up.
"Just a little..." he managed. "I'm just not used to anyone watching me
really. Barely anyone ever clicks on my stream and they never usually
stay for long." He felt even more pathetic now, but all of this just fell
out of his mouth.
Now loaded back into the game world, Andy set his character off moving.
But in a flash on his phone, he saw that he'd just gained a new follower.
After not finding any for nearly two months, he was now almost at
fifteen! He couldn't believe his luck.
"Wow thank you! Thanks for following the stream!" Andy said. "You're
gonna enjoy the big boss that's coming up in the next zone. Glad you're
having fun!" Maybe this day wasn't so bad after all, he thought.
"Wow." "Could at least say my name," he read, after a long pause in the
chat.
Confused at why saying the name could be so important, Andy decided to
just say "Thanks ApeyA-Bomb22" in a brief sort of way, and went to start
talking about the game again. God this guy was being a bit weird, he
thought. But Andy understood that whatever small compromises he had to
make to keep a follower would surely be worth it in the end.
"No." Andy saw in the chat now. "You have to say it nicely. And call me
A-Bomb. Say it as friendlily as you can, and say how much my follow means
to you. If youre not going to be grateful im leaving. I have other girls
that want me in their streams. They appreciate how kind I am. Maybe I was
wrong about you after all."
This guy was insane, Andy thought, distraught. This guy really thought
that he was a girl, and just because of his squeaky voice and his cheap
microphone. Surely he didn't sound that much like a girl, he told
himself. But he was acting all emotional and pathetic tonight, he
realised. But maybe he was just confused. Andy didn't know what to think.
This was all very strange to him, and he didn't feel comfortable. But
somehow, through his strongest insecurities, he was still considering
just playing along again, and thinking of the future of his stream. This
guy was really weird, but how bad could it honestly get? He thought. Its
just some words on a screen, and nobody else is even watching. Andy
really didn't like being thought of as a girl, and really didn't want to
play along as one either. But he wasn't really asking for that much, and
he could probably just sort of play along for a little bit, and surely
he'd be distracted by the game after a few minutes.
Still nervous, he tried to clear his thoughts and prepared to sound
confident. He'd show him how grateful he was. Even if this did feel
horribly demeaning. He was going to be this guy's girl for a few strange
minutes.
"S-Sorry A-Bomb! I didn't mean to sound so rude!" his voice came out,
much weaker and squeakier than he'd envisioned. "You really are soo kind!
And I'm really glad we can hang out together!" Impressing himself with
how he'd managed, but now feeling even more embarrassed than he had all
night. He thought that surely he had to have this guy now.
"There. That wasnt so hard was it. I knew you were a nice girl. I was
only joking about leaving though haha" A-bomb said.
"Haha! you're so funny!" Andy replied, not knowing what else to say,
feeling a little creeped out, but coming off very cheerful. He'd manage
to please this guy and could now finally get on with the stream he'd been
waiting for. He started to look for his joke notes again.
The stream continued, and to Andy's delight, without anything else
strange happening. After really getting into his stride, and telling A-
bomb what he thought were some very good jokes, the stream ended, nearly
two hours later, way into the early hours of very quiet morning.
Andy was so pleased with the result of the night. The A-bomb guy was a
complete weirdo at the beginning of the encounter, but after a while they
really seemed to connect. And although no one else joined the stream
after A-bomb, he was pleased that the one fan he did get, was extremely
engaged and involved, and would probably come back again. Now when people
joined the stream in the future, he'd at least look a lot more legit. He
did have fourteen other followers on his account, but they'd all stopped
watching shortly after following him. "This was the start of something
good." Andy felt. "I'm gonna be famous in no time."
-
School flew by the following day, and as he came closer to his home, Andy
noticed a box by his doorway. How strange, he thought. He hadn't ordered
anything, and his mother certainly wasn't in the position to buy things
online. Maybe she was planning to surprise his for his birthday. Excited
and still riding the buzz from the night before, he raced to get the box,
but because his week had started to go so well, his run accidentally
started in a small skip. He immediately stopped himself, feeling
embarrassed and confused, collected himself and walked the rest of the
way, only to find his own name on the package's label.
With his mother at work again, he took the package and his bags upstairs,
loaded up his computer and checked his phone.
'2 new messages'
The first being from April, he immediately opened. He hadn't seen her at
all today at school, and was in such a good, he wanted to talk to her and
share his good news.
Unfortunately for him, however, the message was only to tell him that
she needed to cancel their study session for this week. Meaning that they
wouldn't get to see each other outside of school for at least a week and
a half now. And to add to his disappointment, the second half read 'btw
going to netball tonight, then doctors, so don't message me x.'
He honestly didn't remember her ever mentioning a doctors appointment, or
even a netball club for that matter. He was always forgetting things from
staying up so late though he thought. Why did he feel so sad about these
messages. She was only telling him that she'd be busy, and not to waste
his time, but it all came across so cold. He was just being a baby again,
he thought. And he really needed to grow up.
Going back to his other message, he saw that something had happened with
his amazon account. He always got phishing emails, but this one was
saying that something had been purchased from his amazon wish list by an
anonymous account.
Taken back, he was confused. None of this made any sense to him. He
looked at the package again and back to his phone, and saw that it said a
'professional HC280L HD webcam' had been ordered to his address.
And lo and behold. A professional HC280L HD webcam was exactly what he
found inside the box that he had. He pulled it out of the box, causing
some papers to fall to the ground, and held his new prize in admiration.
Ever since he'd started streaming he'd wanted a webcam like this, and now
his stream would look so damn professional. He couldn't wait to test it
out, but then suddenly realised that this must have been a present from
his mother. He hadn't told her that he streamed, so this was an
incredibly lucky pick of a gift for him, he thought. He then realised
that he should probably put it back into the box and pretend he hadn't
opened it, but because she probably wouldn't get back until after
midnight, he thought that he'd have plenty of time to test it out, before
he had to put it back.
So Andy quickly rushed to log onto his new game again and start up his
streaming software. This was awesome, he thought. He was finally going to
be a professional streamer, and he thought about how his stream would
look tonight.
But in those papers that fell on the floor was a personalized note that
Andy didn't notice.
And if he had grabbed this, and read what it said, he'd have found the
special message: "Hey babe, hope your on tonight. Cant wait to see your
pretty little face."
[Authors note: I'm sorry if this wasn't arousing enough for the time you
spent reading it, but a lot has been planned for our poor boy Andy here.
And as the gravity of his situation, slowly starts to unfold, I'm sure
you'll be more than satisfied, and begging for more.]
Ps. If that still Isn't enough for you, here's a dick: 8==D
Imagine him sucking it or something. I dunno.
~kc
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