Cruel Yet Agreeable Punishment (Closed with michime)

[Regifortis]

"Hey, don't sell yourself short. If I had to go rooting around for shit, that's dead air. Or dead video, I guess. Making it all happen like that makes a difference. Not to mention..." He remembered one comment in particular. "Those guys noticed you and started calling you my sugar daddy. I think they donated more to try and make you jealous or some shit. Wouldn't surprise me."

Steve thought about his temporary desk position at the precinct. "I'm already unpopular at my day job, so I think I'll just hand in my two-weeks notice and ride this out as long as I can. I don't like the idea, but it would mean I could stream more. Maybe get the European crowd in there for the daytime." He made a face at Will. He needed to ask the guy about himself in a little more detail one of these days.

Steve tried to get comfortable on the couch, but he noticed it wasn't as easy these days. "Hey, word to the wise for just a moment. One day, I'm gonna be too big for this couch and will need to get a better mattress. So next time you calculate what I've paid off, be sure to include that in there."

[michime]

"They thought I was your sugar daddy?" Will rubbed his chin. "Maybe we should play that up next time especially if it will give you more money. You already said you don't like your job. Hand in your notice and just do this. If tonight was any indication what you can make, you should only need a month or two to cover yourself."

[Regifortis]

Steve went beet red. Will was ready to roleplay with him on camera? He definitely needed to start thinking of ways to broach the topic of a more intimate relationship without making things weird. The trouble was how nonchalant Will was about...well, everything. Everything except manners. And that was the kicker. Plus, Steve wasn't really sure how much of these 'hints' was genuine interest and how much was just him being generous and unassuming and...well, European. The last thing he wanted was to say the wrong thing and alienate the handsome landlord that basically saved his life.

"Y-Yeah. I'll do that. Although it may turn out that I'm the sugar daddy here!" Steve laughed nervously. "If all goes well, I might make us enough for you to renovate this place, if you wanted."

[michime]

Will smiled before he tucked a blanket around Steve's shoulders. "I'll look into the bed. What size do you want?" He asked as he went about his business. "Do you need something to drink before you go to bed?" He asked seeing the heavy bags under the pregnant man eyes. "And just make money for yourself. I'm good with what I got."

[Regifortis]

Steve pondered about just how much support his body would need as he got to full term. "What size...Honestly? Whatever can fit in that room. Or in here, or wherever. But what really matters is how well it can give my back some relief..." He really started to feel aches when he walked, and he even found himself bracing his back with his hands like a regular pregnant woman these days. "It needs to be a nicely dense and wide bed, so we might need to research that, too." Steve blinked and rubbed his nose. "Did you...? Oh, right, don't worry about that. I'm full of food and water, trust me. I just need some sleep..."

He saw the lights turn out and tried his best not to imagine what it would be like to actually be a pampered spouse to a sugar daddy Will, or he would just toss and turn with an erection all through the night. The only way he managed it was with a glance at the note saying he made enough money for this month. Feeling satisfied that things were going to be okay, he let sleep take him and whatever dirty thoughts it brought.

[michime]

"We can fit a queen sized bed in there comfortably," Will answered before he went his apartment and came back with a small pillow. He had Steve lift up so he put it behind the the pregnant man's back. "Those memory foam ones are supposed to be really good. A bit expensive but I'll take a look so you have an idea about the price."

Will walked out the apartment and turned off the lights when he was sure Steve was comfortable. "Sleep well."

[Regifortis]

A month or so later, and Steve had settled into a new routine as well as a new clothing size. No one would be exaggerating to say that he was well and truly huge, although his growing fanbase liked to exaggerate anyway. He ate and showed off on stream, took a nap, chatted with Will, ate and showed off on stream again, and went to bed. That was his normal day.

The shirts and pants he bought for going outside looked more and more like bags of fabric. His ass got bigger, his legs and arms got bigger, and his stomach seemed to be turning into a beach ball of flesh. Will and Steve joked about it, but Steve started to wonder if he could find clothes big enough for him soon. But on one day in particular, he had something more important to wonder about.

"Hey, Will," Steve said after finally finishing lunch. "My, ah...my fans are really curious about you now. I've played up the idea of you taking care of me--" Which wasn't wholly wrong "--and they love it. They either want to steal me from you or just watch you take care of me...or both. So I figure, if you don't mind..." Steve felt himself blush and scratched the back of his head. "I say let's give them what we want."

Steve had to look away for some reason. "Y-You certainly don't have to do it. And you'd just be pretending, obviously. What do you say?"

[michime]

"You sure they want to see some old man taking care of a hot young pregnant stud like you?" Will asked as they ate a bowl of soup before Steve's next show. "I'm okay with playing with you as long as you're okay with it."

He finished his bowl then brought it over to the sink and washed it out. "What would you like me to do?"

[Regifortis]

Steve tried to clear his thoughts before answering. He didn't want to stutter his answer. "Some of them said they wanted to see you feeding me. And rubbing my belly, talking to me like I'm your 'pet'. I think that's what a sugar daddy for a 'gainer' would do, so they want to see you confirm all their suspicious."

He thought a little more about whether or not there was more that 'he' wanted...Oh. There was ONE thing. "Also...how far would you be willing to go? I have some ideas for the more adult stuff, but I don't wanna gross you out. It gets pretty..." Steve felt his cock jump. "--intimate to say the least. I don't think we need any stuff like that, but if you don't mind..." He felt stupider and lewder the more he went into it. He was basically propositioning Will! "Then it could earn some more dough down the line. For savings and all that."

[michime]

Will looked over at Steve. "I can feed you. We can decide on what you want to eat and then I could have it made before the show starts. You eat during the show anyway so that's no big deal for me. I can rub your belly but what he hell is talking like you're a pet?" He twisted his lips in confusion.

"Steve I really don't know how far I would go. It's up to what you want to do. What kind of adult ideas do you have in mind?"

[Regifortis]

"Oh, sorry, that was probably confusing..." GOD DAMMIT, why did he even say that? "It's like, you know, what sugar daddies call their boyfriends sometimes. It, aagh...it's basically encouraging me to keep eating and getting bigger, doting on me, being sweet on me...really making it seem like you're supporting me so that I can be the kind of 'boyfriend' your sugar daddy persona likes. Does that make sense?" Steve was going to die of embarrassment before he even started streaming tonight!

Wait, he said he would consider adult stuff. Shit. FUCK. "Um...well, here goes nothin'. The main idea I had was that you would...em..." He took a deep breath. "Stick a dildo in my butt and talk dirty to me while I bounce on it. However you would 'talk dirty' is up to you, really. Just make it seem like you're into it. I-If that's not gonna work for you, then don't even worry about it. It was just an idea..."

[michime]

Will blinked a couple of times while Steve explained everything. A lot of what he said sounded very easy to do. "So I'm going to talk to you like they do in porn? Won't that sound fake to them? Or maybe I should try and sound natural? I can do natural." He thought over that for a couple of seconds. "I can do that. I think. You might have to help out a bit."

Will twisted his lips up again thinking about the adult stuff. "Do you even have a dildo? And how would we show all that on camera?"

[Regifortis]

Steve buried his face in his hands. He knew this was a bad idea. "I-It's for later; we won't be able to do anything like that tonight. Not enough time, let alone not having a dildo yet. And I absolutely understand if you wouldn't know dirty talk. I think the only way a person really gets that stuff is through..." He was now officially beet red. "Practice. I-If you really don't mind doing it, we could practice...it's up to you," he added quickly, wishing he could stuff more food in his face just to shut himself up.

But he couldn't help one last comment before feeling a kick in his pregnant belly to distract him: "The more natural, the better; you'd just say what feels right. They can tell if you're being genuine. I don't know how else to explain it."

[michime]

Will thought about then nodded. "I'll do it." He answered. "It'll help you make money. What would you like me to make you? Or should I see what they request? Does it matter what they request?" He tilted his head to the side. "How big a dildo are you going to need? I can look up what you would need or should you make them request the toy?" He tapped his finger against his upper lip. "I would if we should play this up a little bit. Like do you think they would like it if I gave you some toys? I could buy some expensive ones and then use them on you. Nipple clamps, cock rings, toys for anal of course." He stopped and gave Steve a look. "What? I'm not dead. I know what sex toys are."

[Regifortis]

It wasn't surprise at Will that made Steve gape. Steve was being outmaneuvered in sexuality by a man old enough to be his grandfather. He honestly hadn't been more embarrassed by another person in his life. And he was feeling that way as a man heavily pregnant with what could be aliens for all they knew.

"...Y-Yeah, toys would go over well..." He struggled to keep his composure. "They're kinky; they'll eat it up. Food is obvious: phallic and fattening. Messy can go over well, but we can't do too much of that; cleaning it up slows the action down no matter how you look at it. Dildos..." Steve expected a 'sure' or 'no', not an in-depth discussion of dildos and sex toys. He started to feel dizzy from the atmosphere, but at least he wasn't being scolded. "I honestly never used one, so we'll have to just figure out what would work. I think I can use a pretty big one, though, after shoving a 9-pound infant out of my ass. I'm sure I can work out what would fit and not cause any damage."

Steve checked the time: half an hour until his German fans came online. "I think that's about it. I don't like leather or gimp masks, so I'm just drawing the line there for my own sake. Yeah. I think we're good for now."

[michime]

Will just went with the flow of the conversation. It wasn't that he was ashamed or anything like that. He just found it made his life a lot more easy if he just went with the flow.

"We can't get the toys in time for tonight's show but we can get some suggestions," Will offered as he checked the time. "Do you want me in the show tonight? I can wait until you want to do the big reveal." He smiled. "You know, you're starting to blush. Do you want to wait to start the show?"

[Regifortis]

"We have some time." Steve felt himself getting used to the climate of openly talking about sex, decidedly a step-up from Will just assisting him in his own semi-sexual career. "I'll just drink some water and stretch my limbs as best I can."

Steve took a gulp and got up to stretch. He had to brace his back, pushing his enormous stomach forward and easily pushing out of his shirt. He cracked his neck, loosened up his arms, rocked back and forth on his heels, and so forth until he felt more relaxed. His body really was getting heavier and heavier. Not to mention his gym-cut chest was softening into the breasts he used to suckle the first child he had again. He knew his fans loved it, but having it happen to him without his consent would always irk him.

Feeling loosened up, he also felt a little more confident. "Hey, uh..." He led with his tone, rather than stalling. "I wasn't joking about practicing. If you're up for it, we could work out any kinks before the afternoon show. Pardon the pun. But the food's ready, so you can do whatever you like, as far as I'm concerned."

[michime]

"Do your followers know there's a baby in there or do they still think you're just heavy?" Will asked as he moved behind Steve and rubbed the man's lower back. "How much longer do you think you have before the birth? "

Will looked around trying to figure out where they should do all the talking. "You're going to have to start with the sexy talk. I have no idea what do to about it. I might be okay with discussing sex and toys but what the hell am I supposed to say? All that keeps going through my head is 'Oh baby. You're so big' and that's just stupid."

[Regifortis]

Steve snorted. "Well, you have the spirit of it down." He let Will rub his back as he thought, feeling the old man's kindness through the firm and gentle support. "I've seen people put in hints like 'you look like you're eating for two' and that junk, but I don't think anyone's actually believing that. Worse comes to worse, I'll just play it off like I'm going for a pregnant-looking belly and roleplaying like I have brats in here." Rubbing his stomach and feeling the kicks and rolls made him suspect that it was twins. Or even more...he shivered at the thought.

"Alright...I've done some reading, and I think I know how to go about this stuff. Dirty talk is like spontaneous roleplay. From what I understand, it's just getting into your role and letting your thoughts flow. I'm doing the same. So we kinda bounce off each other and prompt each other. So I'll start." Steve let his fantasies twist a little and earnestly treasured Will's touch on him. His voice became heavy with need. "Sir, I...I really hope I'm big enough for you. You take such good care of me. You took me in when I had nowhere else to go. I've been eating and eating, just like you said. I'm so heavy...am I sexy enough for you yet, Sir? Please tell me."

Steve let a beat pass. "Alright, so you'd listen to something like that and just say the first thing that comes to mind."

[michime]

Will looked confused for a second then said. "Oh baby, I know you can get bigger. You like that challenge? Seeing how big you can get?" He had no idea if he was doing it right but it sounded okay to him. "We should get breasts bigger. Like your belly."

He stopped. "How was that?"