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a/n: HOOTIE FRUTII NICE AND JUICY.

The lecture had dragged on, and the second it was over, you were shoving your laptop and notes into your bag, eager to get out of the stuffy classroom.

You were so focused on your escape that you didn't notice Daniela doing the same, rising from her seat just as you swung your backpack over your shoulder.

You turned, and your bodies collided with a solid thud.

Her books and papers went flying, scattering across the linoleum floor.

"Shit, my bad," you muttered, dropping to your knees to help. You gathered the stack of textbooks and notes, her expensive looking highlighters rolling near your feet.

You stood up, holding the collection out to her. "Here you go."

But Daniela wasn't looking at the books in your hands.

She was staring at you, her face drained of all color, her eyes wide with a look of pure, unadulterated shock. It was the look of someone who'd just seen a ghost.

You shifted uncomfortably under her intense gaze.

"Fine, don't take it," you said, your annoyance flaring.

You let go of the stack, letting her books and papers clatter back to the floor at her feet.

With a roll of your eyes, you turned and walked out of the room, leaving her standing there in the mess.

"Daniela, what the hell was that?" Megan asked, appearing at her side. "Why did you just look at her like that?"

Daniela flinched, as if waking from a trance. "Um... nothing. Let's just go," she mumbled, her voice shaky.

She knelt, her hands trembling slightly as she gathered her things for the second time, her mind racing.

It wasn't just the bump.

It was your voice.

The low, casual tone you'd used in the library. It was the same voice she heard in her headphones, the one that whispered her name at night. The one that belonged to Candy.

╰┈⊱ ꒰ STREAM ꒱˚₊‧꒰ა CANDY IS LIVE ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ꒰ DROP BY TO SHOW YOUR SUPPORT ꒱ ➺ 13.k VIEWERS

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You forced a smile, adjusting the strap of your lingerie. "Sorry, guys, a little distracted tonight," you purred, your voice a sweet, sugary contrast to your earlier annoyance.

"Let's make up for lost time, shall we?"

You started your routine, your movements practiced and fluid.

But just as you were getting into the groove, a new notification chimed, making your heart skip a beat.

You froze. "Say what again?" you asked, your brow furrowed in confusion behind the mask.

The next message made your blood run cold.

andrea.ll ➵ 'Fine, don't take it.'`

A nervous laugh escaped your lips, a sound that was half genuine confusion, half performance.

"If you wanna role play, you're gonna have to be more specific, Andrea," you cooed, trying to regain control of the room.

You leaned closer to the camera, letting the lace mask do its job of hiding your widening eyes. "I've had a long day. You gotta give your girl a little more to work with."

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user ➵ OOOOH SHE GOT YOU user ➵ dont leave us hanging we wanna play too 😩 user ➵ candy can step on me and say anything she wants user ➵ is this part of the show?? i’m so confused but so horny

You tried to brush it off, forcing a playful pout. "Come on, don't be shy. Tell me what you want me to say."

You ran a hand down your side, tracing the curve of your hip.

Your heart was starting to pound against your ribs, a frantic, panicked rhythm. That was your voice, your real voice.

The one you used when you were annoyed, when you were telling someone off. The one you had used with Daniela not two hours ago.

The demand was no longer a playful request.

It was a command. The chat, oblivious, continued its lewd commentary, but you barely saw it. All you could focus on was the username, the money, and the words that felt like they were being pulled directly from your memory.

user ➵ damn andrea’s not playing tonight` user ➵ yesss make her say it` user ➵ i’d pay to hear her say anything rn`

Swallowing hard, you took a breath. You let the sugary sweetness drop from your voice, replaced by the low, annoyed tone you used in the lecture hall.

You stared directly into the lens, imagining Daniela's shocked face on the other side.

"Fine," you said, your voice flat and cold. "Don't take it."

A beat of silence hung in the air, thick and heavy. Then, the notification that made your entire world tilt on its axis.

The words hung in the air, a digital death sentence. For a moment, you forgot how to breathe. The chat scrolled on, oblivious, a cacophony of lust and entitlement, but all you could see were those four words, burning into your retinas. "I knew it was you."

Your throat was dry, your hands trembling. You swallowed hard, a reflex action against the rising tide of panic.

You couldn't respond. To acknowledge it would be to make it real, to let this stranger, this client, shatter the carefully constructed wall between your two lives.

You ignored it.

You forced a smile, a brittle, hollow thing that didn't reach your eyes. "Alright, alright," you said, your voice slipping back into its familiar, sugary persona. "You guys are demanding tonight. You want me to touch myself? Is that what you want to see?"

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user ➵ YEAHHH LETS GOOO` user ➵ forget that weirdo, candy, show us what we came for` user ➵ touch that pretty pussy for us baby` user ➵ moan my name, i'll make it worth your while 😉` user ➵ bet i can make you scream louder than andrea`

You leaned back, spreading your legs, your movements mechanical. Your mind was a million miles away, replaying the scene in the classroom, the feel of the books in your hands, the look of sheer terror on Daniela's face.

Your hand drifted down, your fingers finding your clit. You began to circle it, your body going through the motions.

"Like this?" you breathed, your voice a practiced moan. "Is this what you want?"

user ➵ faster baby, go faster` user ➵ slide a finger in for me, candy, please` user ➵ MOAN MY NAME! I'LL DONATE!`

You slid a finger inside yourself, then another, your hips rocking in a rhythm you'd performed a hundred times.

The chat was a blur of names and demands, each one more desperate than the last.

They wanted you to moan for them, to scream their names, to cum on command.

You closed your eyes, trying to lose yourself in the fantasy, but it was no use. All you could see was Daniela.

Your fingers pumped in and out of your pussy, your slick walls clenching around them.

You imagined it was Daniela's hand, Daniela's fingers inside you. You imagined her breath on your neck, her voice in your ear.

The thought was so intense, so intoxicating, that a real moan escaped your lips, a raw, guttural sound that was entirely your own.

user ➵ HOLY SHIT THAT WAS HOT`

user ➵ MOAN MY NAME NOW, CANDY!`

But you weren't thinking of them. You weren't thinking of the money or the views or the performance.

You were thinking of the way Daniela looked at you in the library, the way her eyes widened when you bumped into her, the way she said your name in your head.

You were thinking of her, and only her, as your fingers brought you to a shuddering, unsatisfying orgasm, your body trembling with a pleasure that was tainted with fear.

You forced your lips into a bright, practiced smile, the mask doing its job of hiding the exhaustion and fear in your eyes.

"Sorry for the short live today, everyone," you said, your voice sweet and apologetic. "I'm feeling a little... overwhelmed."

You let out a little giggle that sounded fake even to your own ears. "But don't you worry! I'm going to open up my request inbox for the next few days. You can send all your dirtiest, wildest ideas there, and I'll pick one from a hat to do for a special stream. How does that sound?"

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user ➵ TAKE OUR MONEY CANDY` user ➵ OMG YES I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS ALREADY` user ➵ aww feel better candy! we love you!` user ➵ i’m gonna send in the nastiest request you’ve ever seen` user ➵ this is gonna be the best stream ever!!!`

You gave the camera a final, cheerful wave. "Alright, my loves. I'll see you soon. Stay sweet."

With a click, you ended the stream, and the screen went black, plunging your room into silence.

The smile vanished from your face instantly, replaced by a mask of pure panic.

Your hands were shaking so badly you could barely type as you navigated to your settings and made your entire profile private. No more live streams.

Across campus, Daniela sat frozen in front of her laptop, the black screen reflecting her own terrified expression.

The message she'd sent, the one she'd typed in a fit of reckless, possessive rage, stared back at her from the chat log.

She hadn't meant to say it.

It just... came out.

And now, Candy was gone. Her profile was private. The stream was over. She'd ruined it, she'd broken the fantasy.

She tossed her phone onto her bed, her heart pounding. She had to fix this, had to make it right.

But as she stared at the black screen of her laptop, she knew that things would never be the same again. The line between fantasy and reality had been crossed, and there was no going back.

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a/n: well that happened quick.

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a/n: trying to upload everyday EMPHASIS ON TRYING