Chapter 1999 Just Do It For The Views:>Ep8
- "No fucking way, there is just no fucking way." She gasped out, springing to her feet and moving the mouse to position the cursor over a button that would end the stream. Fear now filled my heart that Riley would back out, potentially costing me the money we had raised and the chance to see her humiliated by wearing an outfit she clearly didn't want me to see. However Riley didn't act out on her rash impulse, and after a moment collected herself and put back on her happy and bubbly facade.
- "You guys are unbelievable, and you all are just too kind with your donations. Well it seems like my next outfit is picked out, so I suppose I should go and change into it." Riley said to her audience, and her voice wilted a bit at the end and betrayed a hint of her reluctance. However she did not let her hesitation delay her any further. Reaching for a remote I had not seen before she pressed a button that made the camera swivel and focus on the frame with the cloth barrier. She walked over to a clothing rack and grabbed a black garment bag before moving behind the barrier. I had wondered what the purpose of the frame and cloth screen were, and I was amazed now to figure out that Riley planned to change behind it. This seemed far too titillating to be allowed on any normal streaming site, and it explained a bit why the audience had started off so sexually charged. Riley had always planned to tease her viewers more than the normal amount for female streamers, though my joining the stream had made that much more complicated.
- With the camera turned to focus on the cloth screen where she would be changing Riley let all of the cheerful facade she had put on for the camera drop away. Glaring at me with an intensity that bordered on pure hatred she grimaced with malevolent disgust. "Don't you fucking try and get a closer peek. I'll end you, I can promise your loser ass that much." She warned me in a voice low enough that the mic didn't pick it up. Fear filled me at once after her warning, but I recognized that Riley was becoming more afraid as well. She was preparing to change clothes with only a relatively small barrier between her and her most hated enemy, becoming even more vulnerable than the requests of her audience had made her so far.