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For lack of a better word, Becky's livestream started off normal. She chatted with her fans, previewed some stuff that was going up on her Only Fans next month, and teased some of her viewers for the fanmail they sent her. As always, the raccoon had a slightly aloof, maybe even bored expression across her face. The video feed for her stream had an overlay that would show paid messages from fans, notifications for tips, as well as a progress bar showing her monthly tip goal. She was about two thirds of the way there, even at just barely half way through the month.

Her bedroom was kept tidy - at least what the cameras could see. Her desk was covered with an explosion of makeup, and her closet was a mess from when she tried to figure out what to wear. She had settled on a new top, which she was in the middle of showing off.

“Yeah, it's new," she said, responding to a chat message from one of her fans. She pushed her shoulders back and her bust forward. The top was simple but nice. It was a very light blue made from a thin fabric. It fit her perfectly, clinging in just the right places. It was short enough to show off her toned tummy, low cut enough to show off a bit of cleavage. Her fans could see a fair bit more of her chest, given how thin the fabric was and the lack of a bra on.

“Isn't it adorable? I met a cute boy at the mall yesterday and got him to buy it for me." she said, standing up, leaning forwards a bit to show off how great it made her chest look. As expected, the scent of competition was enough to trigger an influx of donations, a grin spreading across her face as she saw the progress bar tick up a bit.

“In fact," she said, sitting back down, “I've got a bit of surprise for you." She tapped a button on her computer and the stream switched to her secondary camera.

This one was mounted on a tripod, and instead of being focused on her, it showed the side of her bed. She was out of frame, and in the middle of the shot was an auburn furred canine. He was mostly nude, except for a jockstrap, a collar and a neoprene puppy hood over his head - all in matching blue. He was kneeling on the hardwood floor, his handpaws in front of his chest, as if he was begging. He did his best to stay still, but he had been in this position for a while now.

But that was half the fun.

“Who is he?" she said, reading off a repeated question from chat. She almost caught herself using his name, pretty much the only rule that Tori had set with her when they arranged this. “Honestly? Can't remember! He's… just some simp that recognised me at the mall. He, like, begged me to let him buy me some clothes to wear and, like, I have to admit he was cute. I just had to bring him home with me. Isn't that right?"

Tori barked. The story wasn't true, of course. He had been a fan of her's for a while, and they had been talking online. They did meet first at the food court, and he did buy a bunch of items off her wish list before they decided to collaborate. He had to admit, though, Becky's story was more fun than the truth.

“Anyways, he's my pet now and I thought I'd, like, show him off," she said, her voice fading in a soft creak. Her tone rose slightly as she ended each sentence, as if she was always asking a question. “Who wants to see some tricks?"

The chat lit up with questions and requests. She ignored most of them. The stream was mostly for her, after all.

She walked over to where he was. Other than the top, she wore only a pair of similarly colored panties which rode high on her hips, showing off her thighs. “He's so well behaved, aren't you?" she said.

Tori nodded.

“Lay down," she said, and Tori did as he was told, getting on his hands and knees, head resting on his forearms. He rolled over when he was told to, barked when she said “Speak." Next, he was told to sit, and then she said “Stay."

He tried to contain his excitement.

“Look, he's so disciplined," she said. She reached over and flicked his nipple. He winced, but stayed still. Then, she slapped him firmly across the face. The hood dulled the impact slightly but it was still enough to make him yelp, but still he stayed.

“What should I have him do next?" she said. There were a few suggestions that popped up, a couple she'd have to report people for after her stream. One caught her eye. “Pee on him? Hrm… that's pretty extreme. Maybe if I reach my goal."

That got the chat excited. Becky bit her lip as she watched the little progress bar fill up, her computer making little chimes with every transaction. She might just have to bring Tori in more often, he was a very good money maker. She just hoped he wouldn't ask for a cut.

One sentiment was getting a decent amount of traction, something that stood out. A pledge showed up on her screen for an even hundred dollars. She took a moment to read it - 'He's a good boy, give him a treat!'

“You know what, chat, I think you're right," she said, “Do you want a treat, puppy? Want me to give you something nice to taste?"

Tori liked the sound of that. He nodded and happily barked, his tail starting to happily wag behind him as he shifted his weight from side to side. He might be exaggerating his eagerness a bit for the camera, but not by much. He was an excitable little thing, especially in situations like this.

Once she saw she had a few more people back the same pledge, she slipped out of her panties. She faced Tori and put a foot on his shoulder, pushing him back. “On your butt," she said as he fell backwards and caught himself.

Once he was sitting on the floor she straddled his lap, dipping low enough to push her round ass against his bulging jockstrap. The needy whine he let out was enough even to make her shudder.

She put her hands on his ankles and rolled herself forwards into a handstand position. Her stream saw this happen in profile, her breasts all but falling out of her top in the inverted pose. She spread her legs to the side in the splits before slowly moving to a pike position.

“Do you want your treat?" she said to Tori, who happily barked in response.

“Stay, stay," she said, watching his eyes follow her sex as she held the position. “Okay!" she said finally. She let her legs drop to rest on Tori's shoulders. As he leaned forwards she hooked her feet behind his head and pulled him into her ass, holding him in place.

Not that he needed to be held.

He moaned against her, bathing in her scent. Warm, humid breath wafted through her fur as his nose and then tongue found her folds. His broad, wet tongue traced along her labia, slowly pushing inside as he felt her start to grind against him.

Becky was surprised at how eager he was, and how skilled. His tongue seemed to know exactly where to go. She felt it slip inside and curl just a bit to hit her in one of her more sensitive areas. She arched her back and pushed away, needing a moment to catch her breath.

She didn't want to look like he was too much for her. Without skipping a beat she pulled him back into her, shoving her ass against his face. Other than being a little surprised, Tori didn't seem to mind. He was happy to lick and suck whatever he could.

Becky spent the next few minutes like this, bouncing herself against Tori, pausing only to grind against him, letting his tongue and lips explore her inside and out. While she wasn't able to read what chat was saying from here, she could hear each little ding when a new donation went through. Those were almost as exciting to her as what Tori was doing.

Soon, Becky found herself close. Ideally she didn't like to cum this early in a stream but she imagined with a partner people would stick around and the money would keep coming. “Oh fuck, down boy," she said.

Before Tori could properly react, Beck wrapped her thighs around his head and pushed off of his ankles. Her mass forced Tori backwards, and he was able to control it enough to avoid any complications.

With Tori on his back, his head held between her legs, Becky arched her back. “Oh god," she said, panting. Her top rode up a bit, plastered to her chest, which rose and fell with each ragged breath. One hand reached behind her to steady herself, the other held Tori's chin against her as she rocked his hips.

“Good boy, good boy," she moaned, “Don't stop, oh… oh fuck!"

She tensed up and her body shook. She clenched her jaw and moaned as she rode out her orgasm over several seconds. Once she was done she leaned forwards and relaxed a bit, panting slightly. As this happened, enough viewers voted that she completed the pledge, a little fanfare played as a good chunk of the progress bar filled up.

“Good lord," she said, eventually peeling herself off of Tori and standing up. She wobbled a bit as she walked over to the camera, getting it close to her cunt. “Look at this!" she said, showing off her fur, matted with canine slobber as well as her own excitement. “Like… oh my god he liked that. Honestly I think he almost came too just from tasting me. I… might have to keep him around, what do you think?"

A few messages popped up, mostly people saying he seemed like a keeper, a few people expressing jealousy. Becky looked over at him, sprawled on her floor, his mask and fur just as wet as she was. He was so hard he was almost out of his jock strap.

She grabbed her large, insulated travel mug and took a few gulps before putting it down. “You know what," she said, “He's been such a good boy I think he deserves another treat. Don't you?"

Chat tended to agree.

Becky walked over to Tori and placed a foot on his tenting underwear, pressing down just a bit, careful not to place too much weight on him. She watched him squirm. “You want another treat, don't you, you greedy little pup?" she teased. She tilted her foot back and rubbed his shaft with her heel. “You want me to do something about this, don't you?"

Tori nodded, letting out a soft whine. It took all his effort not to touch himself during all that, but it was one of the rules. She decided who came and when.

Gripping his jockstrap with her toes, she pulled it down. It strained against his cock before it sprung free. He was of modest length, but impressive girth, even without the currently deflated knot. She pulled her foot away and nudged him to get him in a better position, his feet pointed towards the camera.

She pulled off her top, her breasts spilling out of it as she pulled it over her head and she straddled him, facing the camera, her back to him. She felt hands on her rear which she swatted away. “I didn't say you could touch me! Bad boy," she said.

She glared at Tori over her shoulder, and used the moment to check in with him. She couldn't outright ask if he was okay, not in front of her viewers. But she didn't want to put him through too much. She tilted her head a bit and raised one eyebrow, and he smiled and nodded.

With that out of the way, she returned her attention to the chat. “Sorry about that," she said, “Just needed to make sure he remembers who's in charge."

His cock was glistening with precum smeared over the tip. She traced around his head with a single finger, causing a bit more to leak out. His cock was practically throbbing. Part of her wanted to draw this out, edge him for hours but… that's not what they agreed to. Maybe next time.

“Look at that!" she said, pointing at his cock, letting it twitch, “He's about ready to blow. I bet he, like, barely lasts a minute."

With that she raised her hips, held his cock by the base, and guided it into her. She let out a soft moan as she felt his cock spread her out. She was used to bigger, but he was still plenty.

She started slow, raising herself off of him before lowering, rocking her hips from side to side as she did. After a bit she leaned back, one hand on the ground behind him to support her as she bounced on his shaft. Her breasts jiggled as she moved, and she moaned each time she lowered herself on him.

She could feel a swelling, the knot starting to inflate. “Another hundred," she said, “And I'll let him knot me." Several people obliged. She bit her lip and lowered herself. At first, it didn't go in, that big fleshy ball pushing against her. But soon she felt it start to give and then finally pop inside her.

She let out a gasp and then clenched down, grinding against him. Tori moaned, arched his back, his legs squirming underneath her as he reached his climax. Becky was sure to lean back, giving her chat an excellent view of his balls clenching as they unloaded into her. She felt the pressure build up until some of his seed started to leak out around his knot.

“Oh fuck," she said, “How did you like that?"

Chat seemed to enjoy it, although she rolled her eyes at the people asking about when the baby shower would be. After a bit of idle chatter with her audience she felt the pressure decrease. “Hold on," she said and stood up. Again, a bit of resistance as his knot tugged at her walls but soon he came free.

Doing her best to hold the mess in, she stood up and pulled the camera a bit closer. She grabbed Tori's collar and pulled him to a sitting position. “Now, be a good boy and clean up the mess you made," she said. She made sure that chat had a good view as she pulled his face between her legs once again and relaxed, letting his seed leak out of her. She closed her eyes as Tori's wet tongue lapped up her thighs, up to her still sensitive lips. The pup eagerly licked up his thick seed, doing his best to clean her up.

Then, a new sound. A fanfare played on her PC and digital confetti fell in the overlay. There it was - she was already at her monthly goal. Soon, a few fans started to spam chat with water drop emojis and she remembered her promise from earlier on.

“Alright, open wide, boy," she said, holding the back of Tori's mask. She had to pull his cum-soaked muzzle off of her and once she did, she sighed. It took a second but soon enough she started to relieve herself.

Tori whined as her urine splashed into his face. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth, feeling it splatter against his tongue, soak into his mask and his fur. As it tapered off, the stream splattered across his chin and down his chest. He leaned in to lick the last few drops off.

Once she was done, Becky pulled away and knelt in front of the camera. Tori laid down on the floor, his face soaked with cum and piss, his exposed shaft already hard again, his tail wagging happily. “Well," she said, “I'm gonna need a little break. I'll be back in fifteen. And remember, it's Fat Cock Friday so I better see some new pics in my inbox. If you send a tier two tip, I'll rate it on stream. Send a tier three tip, I might, like, say something nice about it."

She tapped a button on her keyboard and the overlay swapped out to her intermission title card, the status light on the camera turning off. Once she confirmed that all mics were muted, she turned to Tori. “You okay?" she said.

Tori sat up and nodded. “Yeah," he responded. “Did they like it?"

“Well, they like me at least," she said with a bit of a laugh, “But… you did fine." She crossed to the dresser and pulled out a towel for him. “Try not to make a mess on your way to the shower and the front door is kind of loud so be careful when you leave. I don't want them to hear you on stream."

Tori tilted his head to the side. “Can I stay?" he asked, his head tilting to one side a bit.

“I dunno," she said. She didn't often have guests on her stream. It was hard to tell how the audience would take it. Sometimes the jealousy compelled them to open their wallets, sometimes it compelled them to unsubscribe. She'd never admit it, but she was also a little hurt that she got more donations with him than she had on her own in a while.

Tori didn't mean to give her the puppy dog eyes, it just happened. His head tilted down a bit, big green eyes wide. With the featureless mask over his face, they seemed even bigger.

“Fine!" Beck said, exasperated, “Don't expect to get off again, though. You're gonna be my bitch, okay? You'll… lick that mess you made off the floor, and fetch my drinks," she said, dismissively waving a paw at him. “You'll be my footstool!"

Tori beamed at that, his tail wagging. “Really?"

“Ugh, yes," Becky said, rolling her eyes.

“Am I a good boy?" Tori teased.

Becky sighed. Instead of answering she passed him a glass of water. “Drink up, you're on in five and I want that floor cleaner than when I started."