An E-Girl E-Chugs (Stream fic~) (Patreon)

Contains: Chugging, realistic tum size, bloating

“Hi, lovelies! It’s Friday, and you know what that means… It's subscriber suggestion day!”

Kelly gave her webcam a little smoochie face and made a show of holding up a cutely decorated box - the type that you’d have at a market lottery with a hole in the top for reaching into. Inside were the suggestions made by a dozen of her subscribers, picked at random before the stream. At first, Kelly had been hesitant about letting her notoriously catty (and horny) chat decide the course of a stream every week, but even after three months, they hadn’t made her do anything too bad yet. She’d worn a maid costume ( a basic bitch request, tbh), had to do shots for every time she lost a match in SC:OG (she didn’t remember the second half of that stream), and even had to play charades with chat while doing a headstand the whole time (that one was genuinely fun, ngl).

That’s why, as the naïve e-girl pulled the slip of paper holding her fate for the day, she wasn’t suspicious in the least. “Aaaaand, drum roll please… ta-dah! This one comes from ChristianAncher832: ‘Play ‘Super Sus Sisters’ with chat, but every time you lose a match, drink a glass of water.’”

It seemed like a harmless enough request. Of course, all the requests were filtered by her mods first before they ever made it to her so that nothing too degenerate ever got picked, but even still, this seemed way more on the innocent side. “Aw, it sounds like someone wants to make sure I’m staying hydrated on-stream. Don’t worry, we’re all hydro-homies here. Let me get my Swatch started, I’ll run and get a cup and some water, and we’ll get started!”

Kelly did a few more things than just that. She also went for a quick bathroom break, where she gave herself a quick once-over to make sure that everything was still perky. Tight pink top that outlined her chest, check! Short grey shorts that made her look casual but hot, check! Auburn hair loose but perfectly maintained, check! Kelly gave herself a chipper smile and ducked out of the bathroom.

She loved her job~. Being a streamer hadn’t exactly been Kelly’s first choice of career growing up, but she’d been granted some pretty great genes, she liked video games, and she had very little shame. Those three things came together to make her catnip for gamers, landing her a surprise job with no benefits but shockingly high pay. Who wouldn’t enjoy a job where you can do pretty much whatever you want and people (mostly boys, but w/e) would yeet money at you?

The e-girl settled back down in her chair and switched her webcam back on. She grinned as she held up a small cup and a large pitcher of water. “Alright guys, it’s game time~! I don’t expect to get bodied enough to empty this whole pitcher, but hey - better safe than sorry, right?”

Kelly set her future punishment down and picked up her controller. Her grin turned smug. “Get in here then, nerds! Time to delete some scrubs!”

Well, she said that, but Kelly wasn’t that good at Super Sus Sister’s (or Sus Sis for short). Whenever she did viewer games, she usually only won half of them. Still, with that kind of win rate, she would be able to get through this challenge pleasantly hydrated. This really was going to be just a casual stream instead of a chaotic challenge night like most Fridays. A nice change of pace~.

The first opponent loaded into Kelly’s game lobby. “Alright mcElroy, you’re going- aw, what? A Meta Valkyrie main? In this, the year of our lord, 2023? This is supposed to be a challenge, guys! C’mon!”

Of course, Kelly picked her main: Alice, a crossover character from the hit game Mince Raft. Again, Kelly wasn’t the best at Sus Sis, but she for sure wasn’t going to lose to a Met Valk main. She had standards, after all! This was going to be a walk in the-

-GAME!-

“... What the hell? He just f’ing popped off! What was that!?”

Kelly sulked for a minute, debating blaming lag or something else, but… like she said, she had standards. She wasn’t gonna sink down to making excuses like that - especially not this early on. She ended up just shrugging it off. “Hey, whatevs. That just means I’m gonna win the next one, right? No way I lose two in a row from the start, ha!”

After quickly downing a glass of water, Kelly queued up for her second game. She was eager to get her first win of the night to get her chat so shut up for a second. Luckily, her second opponent was a Mary-Jo. The classic basic-bitch character~. Kelly could go easy on this one and still win by a country mile-

-GAME!-

“...Ok, seriously, you guys need to chill. How are you gonna three-stock me in the second game of the night? You’re all being so rude tonight!”

Kelly irately chugged her second glass of water and queued up again. She’d forgotten to eat before the stream, so the water was sitting strangely in her tum. She couldn’t feel it with just one glass, but now with two, she could totally feel it filling her up. That was just all the more reason to pull it together and beat this Mrs. Shame and Watch so she wouldn’t have to drink-

-GAME!-

No words or rebuttals escaped Kelly’s mouth this time. Instead, she just silently filled up her glass, threw it back, and slammed it down again. “We’re not gonna talk about that game. It didn’t happen, alright? We go again!”

One retconned game turned into two, and two into four. Kelly just didn’t understand why she couldn’t get a single win today! She finished draining her sixth - yes her sixth - glass of water. Then, before she could stop herself, she let out a sharp, wet belch. Her cheeks went red as her hand shot to her mouth. “Jesus f - sorry about that, guys! My stomach isn’t very happy with me right now and I guess it wanted to let you all know too, eheh…”

‘Not very happy’ was an understatement, truth be told. Kelly’s stomach was filled to the brim with water and was making some God-awful noises (which, thankfully, didn’t seem like they were getting picked up on her mic). That last glass had been pretty hard to chug, almost like her body was resisting. Heck, maybe that was exactly right. After all, she was even sporting a modest-sized food baby! Just from water! 

Kelly grimaced as she queued up again. Her pitcher of water was almost empty. After this next match, she’d need to get up and get more, but… like she said, she was hella bloated already. Why of all days had it been today that she’d decided to wear her cutest top that fully exposed her belly? Sure, it went well with her skirt and she usually got some extra simp dono’s thanks to how well it highlighted her figure, but that was gonna work against her once she lost one more game. The moment she stood up, her bloated stomach was gonna be on full display to the whole internet! She couldn’t let that happen! She-

-GAME!-

“Ok, seriously, what the hell is going on!?” Kelly raged, slamming her controller down on the desk. “What, is this some kind of prank? There is no way - no freaking WAY - that I lose seven matches in a row! It’s not possible! What is even going ON!?”

Frick. Kelly rage-chugged her seventh glass, barely registering how much tighter it made her middle, and then- idea! “Chat, I need a minute to cool off. Think about what you’ve done. Be better.”

With that, Kelly flipped her stream to her BRB screen. Her cam was off! She could get up without her prego-looking belly getting plastered across the whole internet! She was safe! Thank sweet baby Yoda for gamer rage! Which might be the first time anyone has ever been grateful for gamer rage… weird. Welp, it was time to restock and get ready for round two. She was gonna destroy those punks after she got back, she swore to-

Kelly gasped as she straightened up. Crud, her middle was so tight! Why did it feel like that? Her skirt was sharing that tightness, feeling like it was cutting straight across her belly. She was tempted to undo it and go undies mode, but on the off chance something went wrong later… well, she’d rather have her bloated belly blowing up online than her green-striped undies. It was uncomfy, but her skirt stayed on.

During her trip to the kitchen, Kelly noted just how weird it was to move around with her belly like this. It felt like she had an extra ballast strapped to her front, weighing her down and making her steps feel awkward. She could even feel the water sloshing around inside of her as she stepped, which was… not unpleasant, tbh. Actually, in total honesty, none of this felt bad. Sure, she was terrified of being seen like this, but that was all in her head. Physically? Being bloated like this… wasn’t the worst? For some reason? Huh. That was nice, at least?

Not wanting to risk another tum-reveal moment, Kelly made sure to grab more than enough liquid for the rest of the stream. She refilled her pitcher of water, grabbed a two-liter of soda, and even snagged a quart of juice from the fridge. That should be way more than enough for the rest of the stream - especially once she stopped throwing so dang hard!

The e-girl settled back into her chair before resuming her stream. “Hey! I’m all calmed down and ready to whoop some A!” She reached over and tapped on her pitcher while continuing, “I also took the chance to restock on my punishment. Got some water, some juice, and even some orange fizz. I’m definitely not gonna need all this, but better safe than sorry, right?”

Kelly took a moment to read her chat before fully getting back into it. “How much have I drunk so far? I’ve had one of these-” she tapped on the pitcher again. “-and it holds mmmmaybe three liters? Or maybe a bit less? Eh, either way, I’ve had to drink seven freaking glasses of water, so however much that is. Let’s see… don’t you have to pee after drinking all that? Weirdly enough, no. Guess none of it has processed yet. Wait, what? How sloshy am I? Stand up on camera? How noisy…? What the hell are these questions? This really is a prank, isn’t it? I’m not falling for this like I did with the feet thing! No shot! Fool me once, shame on me! Fool me twice, shame on my mods! Fool me three times- shame on my mods again!”

Ok, so Kelly didn’t actually know if this was a prank or not (like, she could’ve gotten unlucky seven times in a row… maybe), but either way, she was definitely sure that it was a fetish thing now. An attractive female streamer does something weird on stream and a bunch of weird niche questions and requests are coming through? Total fetish fuel. Now she was more grateful than ever that she hadn’t exposed her tum on-stream. If she was gonna get objectified and simped after by online randos, it was gonna be on her terms, darn it!

Ok, ok, back to the meat of the stream! Kelly reentered the game queue and smirked at her facecam. “You know what? It doesn't matter if you’re all being weird little pervs ‘cause I’m not gonna lose again! I’m going Corporal Sparrow and I’m gonna whoop some rear!”

-GAME!-

Corporal Sparrow did indeed whoop some rear. Unfortunately, it was in a mirror match. And Kelly’s Corporal was the one that got whooped. Twice. She grit her teeth as she picked up her ninth cup of water. “I don’t know how you guys are managing to rig the servers to make sure I only end up against absolute no-life sweatlords, but I SWEAR that I’m gonna start winning some of these games! Seriously!”

Kelly chugged the glass down quickly, deliberately ignoring the tension swelling inside of her middle. She was more than just full of water now - she was stuffed. If her belly was a water balloon, now would be the time to tie it off and chuck it. Optimal bursting levels, baby. That was her gut right now - tight and ready to pop. Still, she couldn’t let her strain show on-stream. That would be just what these trolls wanted! Her request streams were usually shorter, so she could justify a two-hour stream. She just had to last for another… hour? Hour and a half, maybe? She could do that! Especially once she surprise swapped to Kirbu and started to absolutely dominate-

-GAME!-

-GAME!-

-GAME!-

…Kelly was getting sick and tired of that announcer’s voice. She was more than sick of her chat’s jeering and taunting. Oh, and the taste of water? Disgusting. Revolting. Vile. It was a good thing that Kelly was just finishing her last cup of the stuff.

That said, finishing the cup was no easy task. Despite her dedication to not showing her chat any weakness, she was really struggling to keep throwing these cups back like they were nothing. She didn’t even know her stomach could feel this tight and full. She could tune the feeling out by focusing on the game before, but by glass ten, the pressure was so high that she was getting distracted by it mid-game. It still wasn’t unpleasant, against all odds. In fact, it felt kinda… good? 

It was like a  bad stomach ache, but every cramp or ache or ripple of tension would get mixed up in her brain and make her think ‘aw yeah’ instead of ‘hell naw’. Was… was she masochistic? Nah, she’d tried that before - definite yuck. What was this then? And why the FRICK did she have to be having these kinds of thoughts ON STREAM!?!

She crammed the last of her 14th cup of water inside of her tum, then grabbed her mouth to stop herself from belching. The urge to burp was getting stronger with each hastily chugged cup, getting to be nearly unstoppable. Still, after a few seconds (and a lot of willpower), Kelly managed to swallow the air bubble back down. Sure, her belly was livid with her for this and was making a lot of angry noises, but apparently that was Kelly’s thing since it just made her feel warm and tingly instead of achey, so who cares?

“F-Fine. I admit it. You guys g-got me,” Kelly relented. She leaned back in her chair (careful not to let the now very generous curve of her middle appear on her face cam) and sighed. “It’s clear that I’m not gonna win any of these matches tonight. It’s been rigged from the start. Hell, if I had to bet…”

Not for the first time, Kelly picked up her suggestion box and pulled out a second one. “Yup. ‘Eat a cookie for every lost Sus Sis match’. Oh, and lookie here - ‘strip an article of clothing for every lost Sus match’, ‘extend the stream by one hour for every lost Sus match’, ‘gift five subs for every lost Sus match’. These are all Sus Sis requests! This WAS rigged! Damnit, mods! Why do I ever trust you!?”

Kelly tossed the box of suggestions over her shoulder and stuck her tongue out at her cam. “Well, jokes on you guys cause I got an easy one. Just drinking water? C’mon, we all know that I’m the big sis of the hydro homies! You would’ve had a chance of making me sick if it’d been the cookies one, but this? Ha! Easy pea-uuUOOooOOUUURR-”

The belch slipped up Kelly’s throat and out her mouth before she could react. She clamped her jaw shut halfway through and slapped her hands over her mouth, but the damage was done. A violet blush spread over Kelly’s face as the chat started to frenzy. “Th-That’s totally normal! Do you know how much I’ve chugged? I’ve been swallowing so much air with it! Totally normal and natural! So don’t clip that! Normal and totally not worth clipping!”

There was no stopping chat. Kelly just slid down in her chair and groaned. God, that clip was gonna be everywhere within an hour. Eh, at least it wasn’t her most embarrassing clip ever. The feet thing - now that had been mortifying. Compared to that, this was nothing. Kelly took a second to recompose herself, then said, “Alright, alright, fine. Maybe fourteen glasses was a bit much. You guys happy? Did your prank go well? Good for you, you dweebs.”

Kelly bantered with the stream for a little while longer. There were more than a few requests for her to stand up or otherwise show off her stomach, or asking her how big she was, or asking her to put her mic to her stomach, but Kelly shrugged off all of those. Of course, she was being a little hypocritical - the whole time she was chatting, she had one hand resting on her gut, massaging the tense spots. Frick, it just felt so good that she couldn’t help herself! Her belly was just so big and tight! That was just the hottest thing to her for some reason! She was such a weirdo, heh.

Finally, though, it was time to end the stream. “Alright, it’s about time for me to head out. All that water is finally asking to be let out. BT-dubs - if the next suggestion stream is another huge troll, then I’m canceling suggestion streams forever. You gotta wait until at least four more streams to do that again. Thanks for watching everyone! See you tomorrow for the collab with Lumsy~.”

With that, Kelly turned off her stream. She spun in her seat, giggling to herself as she fondled her belly freely. She hadn’t been lying about needing to pee - it was actually getting pretty hard to hold it. Still, the thought of emptying her belly made her feel down. She hadn’t gotten to enjoy her newfound interest at all and she was already on the downswing? How was that fair? She would just refill, but she seriously couldn’t even stand to think about water at the moment. She didn’t feel sick at all until she thought about the taste, and then… vom city. Eugh.

That was when the corner of her eye caught… the soda. And the juice! Kelly could totally drink those! Hell, why even pee first? She was just gonna refill anyways, so it could wait! She cracked open the quart-sized bottle of juice, put it to her lips, and eagerly turned it over her head, not having even a second of hesitation.

The grape juice flowed into her mouth and down her throat freely. It was a blissful change of pace for her taste buds, one that made her body willingly swallow despite how overfull it was. It would soon come to regret that reaction. Kelly grunted as the juice splashed into her cavernous gut, diluting itself in the several liters of water already filling it. 

F-Frick, it was so tight! She was so full! So big~! Kelly’s free hand grabbed at her taut skin. She could barely even pinch her belly’s skin anymore. It was so taut! She wasn’t chunky by any means, but Kelly wasn’t a twig either. She had a little meat on her bones which usually meant a pinchable middle. But now there was no pinchable middle! Just one that was fat, engorged, glutted, and round as a bowl!

Before she knew it, Kelly had somehow managed to down the entire quart of juice. She tossed it aside and drew in a long, shaky breath. Uuuugh, she was so fuuuull… it was even getting hard to breathe, she was so full. Was her belly pressing on her ribs or something? Why did that idea sound so hot to her? She bit her lip as she roughly rubbed the sides of her gut, now suddenly grateful that she was wearing such a short top so that she had full access to her giant gut.

Kelly considered the soda next to her for one second. In that one second, her entire belly trembled, sending a shiver down the e-girl’s spine - and a rush of nausea up her throat. She swallowed the sick feeling down and grimaced. Why did nausea have to ruin everything? She so wanted to chug that soda down too, but… she had a feeling that if she did, it would stay down for long. She must be her max… for the moment.

Still, for a first time in a totally new interest, this was pretty dang good, right? Kelly giggled to herself, then forced herself to her feet. OOOOOF, she was so HEAVY! She had to bend forward just to accommodate her weighty gut, which stuck out even further from her small frame now that she was standing up. She hiccupped and licked her lips as she drummed her fingers on her tight gut.

Well then, what to do with her newest kink? Play with a few toys? Mix and match with some other ‘interests’? Record an anonymous fetish video and sell it? The possibilities were endless! 

Actually, what did it matter? It’s not like this would be the last time Kelly would do this. No, now that she knew how great it felt to fill herself to the brim like this, she would have plenty of opportunities to experiment with new things. For once, Kelly had to thank her chat; they’d really shown her something fun this time around~.

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Fic was started in the January stream. I swear I'll finish the other stream fics soon, lol. Thank for patience.

Social energy low. Kink energy high. Gonna go write more while the feeling lasts. ttyl~