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"Haha! What does chat think? Was that play the GOAT or what?" D. Va abruptly cheered out as a thrilled smirk spread across her face. "One more round and I WIN! I can't be stopped!" Hana Song, or "D. Va" as she's known to many, was considered one of gaming's best when it came to the competitive side of things; an unwavering powerhouse that, over the years, managed to cultivate one of the largest fan bases ever seen through the display of her talents alone. Having won countless tournaments and climbed every major leaderboard known to man her rise to the very top felt all but inevitable; but, even having accomplished more than most people do in this field, she had always felt like something was missing, something that truly kept her from conquering that mountain. Gameplay could only carry her so far.

It had felt like an off day as the young Korean girl's gaming stream had been crawling its way to the twelve hour point and the monotony of playing the same game to a seemingly dying audience was slowly chipping away at her enthusiasm. Each hour that passed felt longer than the last and as her performance dragged on she couldn't help but occasionally sneak a peek at her top viewership; her face drooping more and more in frustration as her numbers appeared to completely stagnate; no new subscribers, no new followers, not even a single new viewer. If anything, she was convinced that her viewership might have dropped a bit. Despite the disappointing news she tried her best to keep her cocky persona as lively and entertaining as possible. Finally, home stretch. Just one more match and we're done for tonight.

With her brow creased and lips pursed Hana put on her best game face and gave it her all, the final match deserved to go out with a big bang. Her efforts looked to have been paying off twenty minutes in before, in an unforeseen twist of events, her game came to an abrupt end with a dispiriting "DEFEAT" banner now stretched across her screen. She stared at it nearly slack-jawed, it cut her pride deep as the simple words felt like they were practically mocking her. Hana was stunned silent; an apathetic fanfare blared out as her brow furrowed with rage, her cheeks now puffed out as she attempted to stifle a vexed wail. Hesitantly, her eyes darted to the corner of her right monitor and watched in utter annoyance as her enlivened chat rapidly scrolled its way up her screen.

[HanaBeMine69]: OMG how did you lose that?!

[singsong]: that's embarrassing…

[LordSnapple]: fkin WASHED

[usednapkin3]: well I'm out

Among the many messages blasting across her screen, that last one struck a particular nerve with Hana. The sentiment sparked an anxious thought and caused her to crane her head over to the viewer counter once more; her expression sinking slightly as she watched the counter drop even further when another large mass of viewers ditched the stream. Oh, c'mon! This can't be happening! I'm the best there is, where could they possibly be going?! She tore her eyes away from the distracting numbers and came back across the demoralizing banner still plastered to her screen; a realization dawned on her that she had been silent for far too long. She quickly blinked like she had just snapped out of a hypnotic trance.

"ALRIGHT, I know how it looks but let's be real, my trash team held me back. You all saw it. I can only carry so much on these shoulders." She frantically scrambled, saying whatever she can think of to salvage her fractured pride. "But ANYWAYS, I think I'm calling it. It's been a long day and I'm tired. What do you all think we should do tomorrow? Let's poll it up in chat real quick before we end it." Hana chirped. She yawned and threw her arms up into a light stretch while she slouched back into her oversized gaming chair, watching on as the survey results piled in. After a minute of lounging she leaned forward and what she saw made her heart skip a beat. Her cheeks instantly grew pink with embarrassment as she silently read the most voted option; porn. You've gotta be kidding me. The numbers supporting the vulgar proposition were huge. No other option even came close to standing a snowball's chance in hell. She simply swallowed hard and steeled her nerves before rolling her eyes..

"What is WRONG with you pervs, you know damn well THAT isn't happening." She exclaimed with a playfully stern attitude. Hana tried to play it off as a joke; she absolutely loathed the idea, even the fact that it was brought up irked her to no end, but she didn't want to risk alienating the audience that remained so, against her better judgment, she left it alone. "Well, since you guys don't feel like helping then we'll just figure it out later, make sure you stay tuned for when I post up and I'll see you guys tomorrow! Buh bye!" With just a couple clicks, the stream was shut off and her screen went pitch black. Hana folded her arms across her chest and clutched herself tightly; a disappointed sigh escaping her pursed lips as her own exasperated glare reflected back at her in the darkness of her unpowered monitor.

Just an off day, that's all… Just need to get some rest and it'll be better tomorrow.

The next few days seemed to just plod along for Hana, each subsequent stream of her's performing worse than the one before it. It began to weigh heavily on her mind, her slowly diminishing fan base was eroding any joy she got from this ongoing venture. Her enormous ego simply wouldn't allow her to let it go; she wanted that admiration, to be written into the history books as the greatest streamer to ever grace the planet; but, at this rate, she felt she'd just fade into obscurity within a few years time. Left as just another soon-forgotten footnote in the online world. No... That can't happen. I'm destined for greatness! What's it going to take to fix this?! Her mind raced a mile a minute as her mind flooded itself, frenetically scrambling for any idea that could generate interest or clout. Maybe I could do a charity stream? No... Already did that a little while ago. Oh, wait, what about a co-stream with a special guest? Is there anyone as good as me though? No, no, no... Dammit, what haven't I tried yet? The desperate need for success eventually made her reminisce about the poll she took the other day.

Porn. Those numbers… They were no joke. Not once in her entire streaming career had she seen such a unified interest from her community like that. She wasn't oblivious to the whole thing however; she was well-aware of people's attraction to her. In fact, one of the guilty pleasures she couldn't help but partake in involved flaunting and teasing the public with her figure. Her gorgeous face, her slender and petite frame, her perky b-cup bust along with her rotund but toned butt; all nicely complemented by her form fitting suit… the double-takes people would give her really made her feel like a goddess, a real sight to behold. During conventions, tournaments or even autograph signings she'd knowingly put herself on display for photos; coyly performing highly suggestive poses that would highlight her more delicate features, satisfying those with prying and lustful eyes. The power her looks wielded, it had an extremely seductive allure to it.

But could I... even do something like that? Should I? I'm literally one of the best gamers out there and I know damn well that I have the skills to climb to the top. Gaming's what I want to be famous for, isn't it? She pondered deeply, unsure as to whether or not she should even be brooding over the suggestion. Don't be ridiculous Hana, even if I tried that, who could I ask to do such a thing anyways? How would I even ask?

A couple more days went by and her disappointment only grew. She couldn't summon the nerve to just outright ask anyone to participate in such a lewd act in front of so many people; while most members of Overwatch were friends with one another it was still a relatively professional environment. The distinct age gap didn't help matters in the slightest either; Hana was easily the youngest human on the elite team and even small things like the generational gap in lingo used made every conversation a bit awkward in nature. It was going to be an uphill battle right from the start.

As time passed she contemplated the whole idea more and more; she'd present it as a fundraising opportunity for the team; simply play "games" together for a set amount of time to raise money and help those in need or even fund some of the more costly expenditures the group would have to make. A straight-forward yet simple approach, blindside the lucky "victim" with a seemingly innocent task and then pounce on them when the time is right. The idea of this predator and prey dynamic filled her with an almost lustful intrigue and it only grew stronger with each passing day; each situation that played out in her head became more enticing the longer she thought about it. But nobody was biting. Not a single person. None of the men; and out of a last resort, even some of the women all gave a resounding "no". Everyone was too busy, or it wasn't their "thing", or the most common excuse being "some other time maybe?" Each time she managed to ask someone it put more visions of how it would play out in her head; the increasingly lewd imagery unearthing and fueling the desire she never really knew she had. But, unfortunately, getting turned down with every presented opportunity only sent her spiraling. Her hopes and dreams felt like they were crumbling before her very eyes; she just couldn't shake the absolute hopelessness that was settling in, nor the insatiable horniness.

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One week later...

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"C'mon, keep going… give it to me… please …" Hana panted out, her voice dripping heavily with lust. In her mind's eye she was placed in every conceivable position she could think of; getting railed doggystyle while pressed against a glass door on display for the rest of the world; her body being mindlessly jostled in a mating press while her lover's hand lightly clamped itself around her neck; or slowly grinding her rotund ass along a slowly hardening cock and teasing the lover into submission and begging for her; it all fueled a sexual fire she just couldn't stamp out on her own. Her breathing grew ragged as her dildo found deeper purchase, the intensity of her thrusts increasing as she cycled through a multitude of incredibly vivid and lewd fantasies. A faint tingling sensation began to well up deep in her loins as she ruthlessly plunged the fake dick back in as deep as she possibly could; she lightly bit into her lower lip as the precipice of orgasm was fast approaching, her face flush with pleasure as the persistent and overwhelming ache was nearly sated. God, please, just a little bit more...

BZZZTTT! BZZZTTT! BZZZTTT!

Hana abruptly sat up, hesitantly prying her eyes open out of sheer frustration as her alarm suddenly blared out. A single bead of sweat slowly trickled down the side of her head and splashed onto her bare heaving chest; a twisted look of fury spread across her face as she glared at the blinking lights with detestation. Goddammit! I was SOOO close! Why now...? The streamer's schedule over the last few weeks had been completely consumed with her unrelenting effort to force viewership of her daily show. Between rehearsing every engagement, tracking down and isolating each ally to only get shut down, streaming to her shrinking channel and just sleeping, she simply hadn't much time to herself. Her ceaseless desire for public admiration and sex had steadily built up to an almost unimaginable level; she wanted, no, NEEDED dick, and she needed it right now.

Giving a heavy and despondent sigh she unceremoniously withdrew the large dildo from her moist depths and threw it aside. She flopped back down onto the bed in defeat, limbs splayed out in every direction as she attempted to muster the willpower to move. Showtime was only minutes away but she was nowhere near ready nor, at least now, anywhere near getting off. Let's get this over with… She thought to herself as she reluctantly rolled off the bed and headed for her dressers.

Within minutes the lights clicked on and camera began rolling; Hana had started the stream up with its usual animated introduction while the stream's chat was lighting up the screen with a series of block texts and emotes to hype up the show.

5…

Get it out of your head... focus...

4…

Don't give up, just give them what they want...

3…

I'll show'em all. I CAN do this...

2…

I HAVE to do this...

1…

The stream began with the usual introduction, a little bit of back-and-forth banter with her and the chat, a bit of gawking about gossip and pop culture; nothing woefully different than what she was used to. She was blitzed with unending strings of text, as always, asking anything and everything about her when a stray out-of-pocket question instantly seized her attention.

[Headhoncho2]: Porn stream when?

As if she wasn't just honed in on this exact thing just moments ago, Hana couldn't seem to get away from it. Her sole focus the last couple weeks had been entirely dedicated to that; the mere mention of it was now unleashing an unprecedented wave of anxiety within her. Hana's normally enthusiastic and smirking face now faltered and contorted into one of immense emotional and sexual frustration. Her face reddened as she furrowed her brow, a look of anger quickly enveloping her expression. She opened her mouth to deliver a scathing response when a sudden knocking sound rang out behind her. Caught by complete surprise, she stalled for a moment and thought of who it could possibly be; everyone in Overwatch knew this was her personal time and was strictly told not to bother her outside of an emergency.

"Sorry, chat, just one sec… Who is it? Everyone knows this is my showtime, what do you want?" She barked out.

"Umm, yes… I'm really very sorry to be disturbing you right now, Hana. I-it's Winston. I wouldn't be bothering you right now if it wasn't important though, can I please talk to you? It'll only take a moment." The gruff ape called through the door. The hushed tone of his voice froze her in place; a slight shiver was sent hurtling down her spine as a lubricious idea crossed her mind.

_What in the hell is wrong with me?! He's an animal for fuck's sake, there's no way I could go THAT far... right? _She opened her mouth to respond but not a word spilled out, the familiar burning ache resurfaced and enraptured her lower body, practically screaming at her for immediate relief. For the first time in what seemed like forever, the rather egotistical and loud-mouthed D. Va had been left utterly speechless; she couldn't help but squirm in her seat as she grappled with the moral quandary. She shot a quick glance back towards her on-screen numbers and gawked in dismay as it took another substantial dip. Her ego won out, instantly driving out the initial disgusted thought and instead replaced it with one of extreme determination. Maybe, just maybe, she could take advantage of this situation and kill two birds with one stone. Her inflection and expression perked up in a giddy fashion, a sudden surge of overjoyed enthusiasm quickly eclipsing her previous pent up anger.

"Hold on chat, I know EXACTLY what we're doing today. I've got a very spicy treat for aaaaall my loyal and adoring fans!"

Meanwhile, outside the door Winston patiently twiddled his thumbs, a tense look painted across his normally relaxed face; he knew how serious Hana was about her alone time and as such he had no desire to interrupt it, hell hath no fury like an enraged e-girl he thought. His eyes began to wander aimlessly from boredom when the door rapidly slammed open and revealed a, to his surprise, somewhat chipper looking D. Va in her normal skin-tight attire. Well, thank goodness, THAT'S a pleasant surprise. She lifted her head up and looked right into the eyes of the towering figure.

"Hi there! What can I do for my big , adorable monkey man?" She squeaked out. Winston was taken aback, raising an eyebrow in confusion as her words sank into his brain. Okay, now there's something definitely awry. He brought a heavy curled hand to his mouth and gently cleared his throat, his eyes desperately darting to any place that didn't have her standing directly in it.

"Umm ahem, y-yes, well, I was supposed to have a package delivered to me earlier today, and I don't want to get into the nitty-gritty of it, but I can't stress enough just how important this is, Miss Song. I was really hoping it was given to someone else by mistake and they perhaps just haven't gotten around to bringing it to me." He anxiously explained; his hand crept to the back of his neck and began slowly rubbing it out of nervous habit. For a brief moment he locked eyes with her and smiled meekly as he finished up. "You wouldn't happen to have it or, at the very least, come across it at some point today, now have you?" The words felt like they floated in one ear and out the other as Hana slowly guided her eyes along the muscled body standing before her. The salacious thoughts she had earlier flooded back into her head at full force and enveloped her mind in a lust-addled haze. A brief awkward silence filled the air as Winston watched Hana seemingly stare into the abyss; a coy smile wrapping around her pretty pink lips. "Miss Song…?" He unclasped his neck and gave a small wave of his hand which immediately snapped her back to reality. It was decided.

"Oh… Yes, of course! I think someone dropped something off earlier, sorry about that! I was just so busy today it must have slipped my mind, that's all. Come on in! I'll go ahead and get it for you." She excitedly chirped as she stepped to the side and gestured him into her room.

"If it's alright with you I'll wait right here, I-I certainly don't want to impose, especially in the middle of your persona-"

"You worry too much you silly gorilla, follow me!" She cut him off and grabbed onto his bulky hand and eagerly dragged him along. As he was pulled through the doorway he couldn't help but notice how dark the room really was, the exception being the incredibly elaborate streaming setup bearing a spotlight on both the gaming chair and the large bed behind it. The various LED displays gave the area an ethereal synthwave sort of glow and washed the visible parts of the room in a pale bluish-purple gradient; it brought a sense of soothing relaxation to the atmosphere.

"Just… have a seat and, umm, make yourself at home! I just need a minute to find it for you." Hana exclaimed as she casually slipped into the darkness; Winston was unsure of the tone he was hearing in her voice. She's acting awfully strange... Is she anxious? Distressed, perhaps? Or just sleep deprived? With her schedule it wouldn't come as a surprise if that was the case. Winston wondered to himself as he timidly approached her comparatively small chair and immediately rolled his eyes. Well, that's not going to happen. He let out an annoyed sigh as he made his way to her soft bed and carefully seated himself on its edge. Hana's second monitor burst to life as his hulking figure was now fixed squarely in the center of her camera. The rapidly scrolling chat logs caught Winston's attention, the gentle gorilla's curiosity was piqued as he adjusted his glasses before cautiously looking towards Hana's general vicinity. Just a small peek, it couldn't hurt.

[mindfcker4]: holy shet is this really happening

[JollyRoger]: no fkin way bro

[Timbo]: um is this even legal?

[monkeyman264]: WRONG BANANA

[CaptainDegen]: How the mighty have fallen… I'm here for it.

[Nighthawk25]: well then, this is new

Winston raised an eyebrow, a clear mystified look evident in his face as his eyes wandered over each and every line of dialogue these strangers churned out. "Hana, am I interrupting something here? I can certainly come back later if you need time to find it. I haven't asked everyone quite yet anyways, one of them might have it for all we know. It really isn't any trouble." His ears perked up at the faint sound of a zipper unfastening followed closely by a padded thud. "Hana? Is everything alright?" He craned his head in her general direction and squinted into the shadows. His eyes calmly scanned the dark room when an indistinct silhouette caught his attention; his brow furrowed and eyes narrowed as it drew closer to him. As the light from Hana's streaming setup finally poured over the approaching figure Winston's jaw immediately dropped in utter surprise.

"Miss Song! What on earth are you doing?!" The startled gorilla threw a hand up to shield his eyes. "P-put your clothes back on, this is highly inappropriate behavior for a girl of your age and stature!" As he cried out in protest his hulking frame fumblingly tried to back away from the advancing girl. A coy smirk spread across her face as she soaked in his reaction; she stood before him dressed in nothing but pink webbed stockings that tightly wrapped around her shapely legs; her rotund ass, bald snatch and pert breasts were put on full display for all to see. Refusing to give up after coming this far, she played into the situation, remembering all the fantasies she had and grasping at whatever options felt best to salvage the stream.

"Oh, is the big, strong ape man scared? I'm soooo sorry! How will I ever learn my lesson?" Hana razzed him, clearly ignoring the pleas directed at her. Hana mindfully positioned herself in between Winston and the prying eyes of her gradually building audience; she gently shifted her hips in alluring fashion as she shot one final look of seduction to the crowd before finally turning the attention back towards her intended prey.

“Come ooooooon Winston, why won't you play with little ol' me?" She whined out as she jutted out her lower lip; the tone in her voice filled with a somewhat insincere sadness. His eyes widened as her hand casually reached for him and delicately pressed itself into the top of his chest; she slowly but sensually trailed it down his midsection… "Is this brute a bit camera shy? Is that it?" Further down over his abs… "Or maybe… he thinks he'll break the helpless little girl in half?" Along the top of his waist… "With his fat…"

Then she felt it.

Fat wasn't even the half of it. She cut herself off immediately as her fingertips lightly brushed across a monumental bulge, instinctively swallowing hard as a jarring reality came crashing down onto her. Oh my... there's no way. He's... i-it's fucking massive! How... How does he hide that thing? What have I gotten myself into?! How...

DING! DING! DING!

Hana perked up as a series of bells sounded off from the monitor behind her. She quickly whirled her head around, eyes frantically darting towards the source of the sound; her mouth went instantly agape as she fixed her gaze on the series of glowing follower banners now floating across the screen. Oh my god! Those numbers... It's working! It's ACTUALLY working! _Her excitement only grew as a huge surge of spectators tuned in and lit up the chat logs. In the span of a few seconds she visibly forgot all about the issue that presented itself just moments ago and clenched her fist with absolute resolve. _I... I have to do this! I can't throw this opportunity away! She giddily turned herself back around to a seemingly frozen Winston, a look of shock still engulfing his entire being.

“I- I promise… to make it worth your while…" Hana reached forward once more and gingerly clasped her hands along the waistband of his pants, her hands awkwardly fidgeting with the buckle and belt. "I'll even do all the work… Just let me have my fun and I prooooomise I'll never ask anything of you ever again." There was an alluring glint in her eye that he just couldn't shake, something that he found completely mesmerizing. Her pouty expression along with her desperate groveling and overacting, it was igniting an unexplored feeling deep inside of him.

He couldn't remember the last time he had gotten off let alone the last time he had even thought about it. A variety of factors had heavily played into his ever increasing disinterest in anything remotely sexual whether it was the constant work he always found himself apart of, surprise missions that required his renowned expertise or the very fact he was one of the few outliers of the hero group; even with how intelligent he was or how human-like he portrayed himself as, he was still just a gorilla. But now… This young, lithe and shapely woman with whom he worked with was now here in front of him, pleading and practically salivating at the mere prospect of bedding him? Throwing herself at him to rut her like an animal into oblivion, on live television no less? Something in the recesses of his beastly mind clicked; rational thought simply had no chance as primal instinct wrestled it into submission. Hana's eyes lit up as she watched Winston plant his hands behind himself and lean back, slowly but surely pushing his hips out and towards the lustful woman. An embarrassed look washed over his face as he averted her gaze.

“I'll… play along. Just this once." He mumbled quietly. Hana squealed with glee on the spot. _Finally! I can't believe it worked! It's actually happening! _She leaned forward, sticking her voluptuous ass out as far as possible for her viewers as she reached for Winston's waistband.

"That's a good boy." She whispered. The comparatively tiny girl gave him a small peck on the cheek as she roughly dug her fingers into his pants, giving the soft fabric a sharp tug in the process. His pants barely slid an inch before his fat cockhead revealed itself. Her expression only continued to drop further as each inch of the beast's dick was uncovered. _Oh... my... god... Even with it soft... There's just no way... _With the pants completely removed she turned back towards him and watched as his flaccid cock twitched with life. She snickered to herself as he continued to avert his gaze; the gorilla's cheeks reddened in embarrassment as he could practically feel her eyes trace over his nude form.

"Look at that chat, our little friend here… is he… yes, he is! He's embarrassed! I can't imagine why, just look at this monster!" She nervously called out as she stepped to the side, showcasing the enormous and slowly engorging prick to her captivated onlookers. "Is that not the biggest cock you've ever seen?!" Hana reached towards Winston and carefully pushed his legs apart, cupping one of his enormous bloated testicles in the process. He's... He's pent up! They're so damn heavy... "It's been awhile, hasn't it?" She tried her best to give his balls a light squeeze, they were simply too large to grab effectively, and started rolling them softly with a gentle massage. "How long have you been saving this load I wonder… Was it for a lucky lady you've been hiding from all of us? Or maybe… you interrupted me on purpose? Maybe… you WANTED to be punished?" She cooed faintly.

Hana's teasing and massaging were having the desired effect; she could only stare in astonishment as the ape's prick slowly inflated, each involuntary twitch filling the mammoth with more blood. She swallowed hard as it continued to grow to intimidating proportions; nine inches… eleven inches… twelve inches… Her legs began to quake slightly as her mind's survival instincts screamed for her to just leave. _He really WILL break me in half! _But, there was something off, something that just wasn't adding up. _I should be scared... right? So why in the hell is this making me so horny?! _Droplets of her thick nectar slowly dribbled down her leg as the familiar needy ache deep in her loins burned passionately.

She teasingly eyed the camera as she leaned into Winston's groin, attempting to wrap her left hand around the thick slab and proceeded to rub her face along its lengthy shaft, her smooth and soft skin making contact sent a strong wave of pleasure up Winston's spine. Her seductive stare into the camera never broke as she trailed her head up the length of Winston's pulsing pillar of flesh. A bead of precum bubbled at the tip of the fat mushroom tip and oozed down the side of his cock; the slick, warm fluid found purchase and quickly coated the side of D. Va's face with a single dollop. Hana quivered in place as she felt the slime splash over the side of her face. Oh my... I did this. I did THIS. He's rock hard... because of me! He WANTS me. These people WANT me. She narrowed her eyes and gave a devilish smile to her audience before turning towards the bottom of his colossal meat and planted her lips on its pulsing veins. She lightly pecked at the towering staff, leaving a string of sloppy kisses along each inch of the exposed flesh. Hana pulled back and slowly craned her head upwards and audibly gasped in wonder. He stood fully erect, all fifteen inches of glory throbbing wildly and begging for immediate attention.

"Miss Song… I'm sorry but… It's been too long, this touch is… I'm almost there already…" Winston hesitantly whispered out. She immediately released her weak grip from him and took a step backwards. Hana alluringly dragged a finger across her cum-lathered cheek and scooped it into her eagerly waiting mouth. The young woman shuddered in excitement as she sensually sucked on her finger and released it from her mouth with a loud pop. It's... so sweet... Why haven't I tried this sooner?!

"Well THAT'S no good! We just started! We can't let him finish this early in the show, right chat?" She excitedly blurted out. "How exactly should we deal with our little pet? I could treat him like a lollipop… Or how about a lap dance? I bet I can get him to blow real quick with some of that! What do you guys want to see? Poll it up!" She cutely rocked her hips as she slowly approached the camera, leaving the blue-balled beast wincing in place. The numbers absolutely exploded, much to Hana's delight, as option after option presented itself, almost all of which boiled down to one central idea. _...Fuck him? That monstrous thing?! _She glanced at her desk and looked disappointingly at the hidden box of condoms she kept planted behind her first monitor.

"Sorry guys, there isn't a condom on the planet that'll fit that thing… so I guess THAT'S out of the question… What else do you got?" She exclaimed ruefully. Honestly, thank god for that, I'm pretty sure it would have been impossible anyways. A particularly loud bell rang out from her second monitor, she turned towards the flashing screen and what she saw took her by complete surprise. It was a donation. A MASSIVE one.

[SugaDaddy4U]: Take him bareback and I'll quadruple that.

The chat logs burst to life and inundated the screen with celebratory emotes and texts placing the lone hero high up on a pedestal, they all wanted to see what they came here for and this single stranger was making an effort to force her to deliver. Another surge of viewers had piled in; her numbers, now sitting at an all-time high, only served to further goad D. Va into completely debasing herself for fame. _Quadruple?! THAT MUCH?! I could easily make the perfect streaming setup with something like that... _She whirled around and locked gazes with the frustrated monkey, a devious smile now creeping across her face.

"You see that Winston… They want more. They want you… inside of me… Today is just your lucky day, don't you think?" She spoke timidly.

"Hana… I'm already very close, I don't think this is a goo-" He meekly chirped out before Hana rushed up to him and put a finger up to his lips.

"Shhh, don't worry about it, silly. Just… follow my lead and everything will be fine." She attempted to reassure him. In the back of her mind she knew full well this was going to be risky but rational thought struggled to claw its way out of her lusty and desperate haze that had completely engulfed her mind. "Now, lift me up, will ya?" She twirled herself around cocked her hips slightly as she lifted her arms up, Winston's eyes were instantly drawn to her shapely rear. _I can't believe I've never noticed how curvaceous Miss Song is... She's... beautiful... I want her. I want IT. _Winston's hands acted with almost a mind of their own as he swiftly clasped them around D. Va's slender waist and lifted her to his chest with unsurprising ease. He gently positioned her above his crotch and slowly lined himself up with her silken folds, resting her atop his quaking cockhead; their near full-nelson position spread Hana out for the spectators to delightfully gawk at.

"Chat… I don't know if this is going to work out… Just look at how ridiculous this is!" She weakly bounced in place and ground her aching pussy into the bulbous head. Bit by bit she applied more force, each and every bounce stretching her folds wider and wider. It took every ounce of mental strength Winston had left to prevent himself from just pulling her onto himself, to ravage this gorgeous little woman, to simply treat her like nothing but a toy for his own pleasure. "Hey big guy, I might need your help… I don't know if I'm going to be able to do this on my own." The switch in Winston's head briefly flipped off, her feigning control of this situation no longer registering in his brain. His clutch around her waist tightened significantly which drew a ragged and exasperated breath from Hana. "Whoa whoa, slow down a sec, let me-"

SQUUUEEELLLCH!

With a needy pull Winston forced her down over his bloated cockhead; her slick nether's last bastion of resistance abruptly crumbled as they were made to swallow it whole. In an instant, Hana's hips distended out, the chat witnessing a clear outline of the gorilla's prick pushing deep into her guts. She was stunned silent, her teeth were grit and eyes bug-eyed as a mixture of slight pain and immense satisfaction coursed through her body. _I've never felt this full... in my life! I can't believe this... _Her train of thought was interrupted by another sharp tug on her midriff, another couple inches slowly sank into her snug depths, each inch of her quivering pussy frantically massaging the desperate invader for all it was worth.

"I need… more…" Winston muttered out quietly. He met another tug on the small human with a mild thrust of his hips, the eager fervor in his movements leaving no doubt that he was looking to completely bury himself in the woefully small vagina. Slowly but surely inch after inch of his exposed shaft vanished from the audience's line of sight and Hana remained steadfast and quiet for the entire ordeal. Her mind struggled to comprehend how this was even possible, let alone without immense pain of any sort. With half of his imposing cock already buried inside Hana, he gracelessly slid his hands down her hips and along her spread legs before flipping his hands underneath and clasping her shaking thighs in a firm clutch. Hana's expression perked a bit when he began to slowly withdraw himself.

"Chat… I-it's so… good… I feel so full…" She mumbled softly. Her sticky pussy clung to his throbbing meat with a vice-like grip, determined to make every effort possible to not let this beast escape her moist clutches. But just as that feeling of fullness vanished it came back almost instantly as he energetically pushed himself even further into her warm and tight depths. Everyone watched with engrossed interest as he calmly pumped his aching self into her, both thrusting into her while desperately dragging her along his engorged shaft. It was absolute heaven to both of them.

*plap plap plap plap plap*

Winston gradually increased the speed of his thrusts as Hana's body continued to relax, allowing him to stuff even more of himself into her. She carefully leaned back, gently placing her hands on Winston's heaving chest and balancing herself as she continued to gleefully bounce on the behemoth prick. Mesmerized with the sight of his engorged manhood ramming haphazardly into her overly stretched nethers she craned her head back and pressed her mouth up to his ear.

"That's it… feed it to me… just let me know… when you're close… I need you to… pull out…" She gasped out in pleasure. The chat was going completely wild with the filthy performance playing out before them. Donations were popping in left and right detailing a variety of increasingly vulgar suggestions for the two on-screen lovers.

[MrPlow123]: deepthroat that huge dick

[edginglord]: tie her up and hatefuck the slut

[SirClownshoes]: Stick it in her ass monkeystyle

[Widowmaker33]: pin her down and creampie her

[hypeman5000]: Yeah breed this bitch!

*Plap Plap Plap Plap Plap*

Hana's expression shifted into one of pure unbridled lust as a vision of her getting stuffed full of cum filled her head. Winston grit his teeth in absolute bliss as Hana's snug pussy contracted into a vice-like grip upon the thought of that, her insides making every effort possible to milk the gargantuan beast currently burrowed inside her. To get pumped so full… To watch her belly swell with his seed… To bear a… child… No… she couldn't do that; she wasn't even entirely sure if that could happen. He WAS genetically superior to his animal brethren after all and who knows if their compatibility was even possible. But deep in the recesses of her mind she knew better than that, she knew she should probably play it safe. She had a life and was far too busy to deal with anything like that; as sexually gratifying of a thought it was, she just knew it wasn't a good idea. Winston's body subconsciously noticed that it was getting increasingly difficult to push himself into her ever-tightening pussy; he doubled his efforts to combat the resistant flesh and proceeded to mercilessly pound into her.

"Stop… suggesting that… chat… I'm not… on… birth control… give me some… other ideas…"

*PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP*

Winston's mind was now in a total sexual frenzy, no other thought was present in his head aside from rutting this small human into a gasping, gooey mess. Every inch of her warm depths sensually and tenderly massaged his massive girth, each sensitive nerve was squeezed tightly as he ruthlessly pushed and pulled out of her woefully small body. Her last exclamation echoed through his rather vacant mind, the lack of birth control specifically filled his head with images of the young woman, her round and swollen body nursing his enormous dick, pleading for more of his beastly seed. The very idea sent him into overdrive and he erratically pumped into her with even more force.

"Is my little pet… about to pop?" Hana happily panted out between thrusts. She could feel Winston's body tensing up as it attempted to stave off the impending orgasm, his grip on her thighs tightened as the monstrous slab lodged inside her was stiffening to an almost painful degree. He wants me so bad, I can feel him throbbing! He's sooo close... The gorilla's deep plunges grew more ragged and inconsistent as he edged ever closer to completion. She ran her fingers along her stomach's outline of the fat cockhead that was fervently punching into her fertile womb; softly caressing her distended belly after each one of his brutal shoves. "You see that chat…? Our little friend here… wants to cum! Do you think… he's earned it?"

*PLAPPLAPPLAPPLAPPLAP*

He wasn't entirely sure himself if they were compatible but at this point it no longer mattered, his primitive intuition won out and left a feeling of absolute desire deep in his bones, one that convinced him that he had to do this; that he was obligated to breed, whether she wanted it or not. Each one of his grunts escalated in tone as he picked up the pace, his need growing more evident as he aggressively continued doing whatever he could to reach the precipice of orgasm. He gracelessly smashed his hips into hers with an unrelenting fervor and inched himself closer; his heavy balls wetly smacked into her overly stretched pussy and filled the room with a lewd symphony of sexual ecstasy.

"I'm… about to…" He quietly gasped out.

Then, it happened.

Hana let out a small cry as Winston savagely pulled Hana flush into his lap and held her in place with an ironclad grip, the hulking beast's final plunge left him hilted completely inside the comparatively tiny girl. Hana's ears perked up as he let out a low groan of relief, the dam completely broke as his engorged testicles quivered before violently lurching up; the already massive cumvein bulged obscenely as the first jet of his thick spunk was sent rocketing through the fleshy spire and deposited deep into the unsuspecting woman. Hana's eyes widened as she felt a fiery warmth begin to quickly spread through her abused core. She whipped her head back and looked at the blissful face of the horny gorilla; head tilted back, eyes to the sky, tongue lolled out with a clear look of elation painted across his visage, it left no doubt in her mind.

"W-Winston? What…? What are you… Are you cumming?! Let me go, dammit! WINSTON, STOP!" Hana shrieked as she feebly batted at the massive hands that cemented her in place. His grip only seemed to tighten around her legs as he continued giving short and powerful thrusts in time with each viscous salvo that he unleashed into the human onahole, ensuring every virile gush was packed into the overly stuffed snatch. Volley after volley… after volley… after volley… The seemingly endless deluge of the ape's thick sludge plastered every available inch of Hana's womb and quickly filled her to the brim and then some.

"PULL IT OUT! NOW! I was serious, goddammit! I don't want to get pregnant, you stupid animal!" She continued to cry out in panic. Suddenly, a feeling of lightheadedness came over her as she dropped her head down and stared in both horror and wild intrigue as her belly began to bloat out from the sheer volume of the ongoing gooey injection. Her tight pussy hugged his behemoth dick with an unrelenting grasp and refused to waver as she was filled beyond capacity; only a dribble of his thick cum escaped her nethers and trailed down his throbbing shaft.

Panic was running rampant in Hana's head as it filled with a thousand different emotions and images that felt like they were erratically colliding with one another. Ideas of her normally petite and lithe frame slowly becoming more and more swollen and round, a human simply incubating an animal , it was almost too much to process. What if he DOES get me pregnant? How will I explain this to everyone?! _The reality of the situation only continued to worsen as she watched her belly expand even more, her movement growing increasingly more sluggish as she was being weighed down with his constant torrent of thick jizz. After what felt like an eternity, Winston's orgasm finally began to wane, his massive prick finally spat out the last few globules of cum his testicles had left. His hands slipped from Hana's thighs as his hulking frame fell backwards onto the bed; his face now completely riddled with a look of total satisfied bliss. Hana was in a borderline daze as she struggled to remain conscious; she could feel a heavy sloshing in her midsection as she tried to wriggle off of his slowly softening member. With a wet **_pop** Winston's now-flaccid cock unceremoniously withdrew from her battered vagina; the fat prick flopped down and was immediately drowned in a torrent of virile semen that soon spewed forth. Hana sat almost completely still, a blank look capturing her face as she nervously rubbed her slowly deflating belly; a mixed bag of emotions now rampantly sweeping through her panicked mind.

"I swear to god if Plan B doesn't work I'll fuckin-"

Her focus was immediately broken when another loud bell rang out and a bright banner went on full display. Hana furrowed her brow in utter annoyance as one final message caught her attention.

[SugaDaddy4U]: A deal's a deal. This is for the baby :-)