Chapter 2

It must have been about 10 in the morning when the apartment buzzer went off. It didn’t quite get Melissa out of her bed straight away, but the sound of her roommate answering the door woke her up a bit. She listened as the door shut and then braced herself as the door to her room opened.

“For you, sleepy head,” said Vic, standing in the doorway holding a small cardboard box. The dozing redhead blinked her eyes open and rubbed them clean, but stayed in her vertical position.

“Thanks,” she mumbled, smiling at her roomie, before frowning. “Wait, are you dressed already? Jeez, I’m not getting out of bed till like 12.”

Vic was indeed fully dressed – she was wearing a fashionable black skirt and long-sleeved white shirt, both of which looked like they cost more money than Melissa would normally earn in a month – before her latest project started, at any rate. Her dark-brown hair had been done up into her trademark chopstick bun.

“''Some of us'' take our classes seriously,” replied the Asian girl, walking into the room, and placed the box on the drawers by the bed. “Late night?”

“Eh, sort of,” answered Melissa, hoping that Vic wouldn’t notice her blush. “Think I’ll just keep snoozing for now though. You enjoy seizing the day.”

“See you later, Mel. Oh, what did you order, if I may ask?”

“Oh, just laptop stuff. New mic,” said Mel, waving a hand dismissively.

Vic nodded, satisfied with this answer. “Alright, sure. Sweet dreams, my hard little worker.”

“Eat me.”

With that, Vic shut the door and left the apartment. Melissa sat up and grabbed the box on the bedside drawers. It was indeed the new mic she had ordered. She had made more money than she had planned on, so why not put some of that towards making the actual cam show better? Of course, depending on what her eager viewers suggested, there might be additional production costs. She only had the one actual toy, after all, and that might not cut it if the current rate of interest kept up.

Well, she was up now. Time to grab a shower, have something to eat, watch some cartoons… and then prepare for tonight. Mel smiled to herself as she got out of bed, rubbing her eyes again. Last night was just a warmup. Tonight she would really get to work.

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When the video started, Melissa’s face was right there, filling up the whole screen. Her green eyes lit up as she saw that the camera was on. She grinned, and asked if the chat could hear her, if the video was working, and so on. When they confirmed that everything was fine, she nodded happily. Then she started to move backwards, and as her upper body came into view it became clear that she was sitting down backwards in an office chair with wheels that obscured everything below her chin. Her arms rested on the edge of the chair rest, and she leaned her head lazily on its side.

“What’s uuuuuuup, my peeps?” she said, waving a hand. “We excited for tonight? We’ve got a lot to get through, so I’ll try and just, you know, blast through a lot of this stuff. But there is one thing I thought of when I was passing my roommate’s room, and I just had to show you guys! So she’s a big old nerd with a big old nerdy computer, and she uses this chair for it.”

Melissa patted the chair with her hand.

“And I had this cool idea…”

She started to shimmy away further from the camera, revealing her legs as they pushed her around the floor. They were facing away from her, feet pointing 180 degrees in the opposite direction from her face.

The sly teen waited a few moments for this to sink in before smirking for the camera.

“Surprise!” she said. Then she spun around on the pivot so that the chair did a full rotation. As the chair turned, it was revealed that her upper body had twisted itself in such a way that she was facing backwards as the rest of her body faces forwards. Her midriff was fully exposed, owing to the fact that Mel was clad only in her underwear. This meant that her spine could be seen visibly flexing around, with the area between her chest and her hips contorted to the side in a way that looked unnervingly unnatural. The camera got a good view of her torso as she spun in a circle, legs extended behind her, before she completed a full spin.

“Pret-tay cool, huh?” she asked, obviously pleased with her own creativity. “Hang on, let me give you all a better view.”

She re-positioned herself on the chair so that her upper body was facing the camera while the rest of her sat backwards, her ass to the camera. Mel placed her hands on her firm cheeks, her index fingers slipping under the black panties obscuring the rest of her butt. She started to spread her cheeks, very slowly, until just a hint of her asshole was visible peeking around the edges of her underwear. Then she let go and smiled.

“We’ll get to that fun stuff later!” she said.

Her upper body spun around until she was facing the ‘right’ way around again, and she reshuffled herself until she was sat in her chair in a way that most human beings would consider normal.

“Okay then, let’s do this. Let’s see what we got.”

Mel started to read from her laptop again, biting her lower lip as she did so.

“Mmmhmm, yes, think I might as well go straight for that. Okay, guys, good news is: I’m taking my clothes of for you all!”

She got to work stripping herself of her remaining clothes. Her bra was unhooked and launched onto her bed with an underarm toss. Her breasts were pale and round, her pink nipples and areola appearing unusually large on her body. Then she slid her panties off. The way the camera was positioned gave the viewer a perfect view of her crotch as she dragged the garments off of her legs and up over her feet, after which they joined their fellow underwear on the bed. Mel sat naked on the chair, legs still mostly together but with her hands on her thighs, tracing circles in a way that betrayed her excitement.

“Hmph, I felt like such such a cam girl there,” said Melissa. “I mean, don’t get me wrong; love to all the camgirls in the world. But I’m hoping to put on something a bit wilder, you know? Something crazy. I mean, I’ve got the body for it, might as well, right?”

She stared off into her laptop for a minute, letting the chat reply to her. She laughed.

“Oh, you guys are so sweet. I’m so happy you’re all here for this.”

There was a ping, and the redheaded teen laughed even louder.

“The money helps, haha! Thanks!”

Melissa spread her legs. Given her flexibility, this was no small statement – she easily hooked them up behind her head as her upper body leaned forward, completely exposing her pussy and ass to the camera. Her fingers drum on her inner thighs as she addressed the camera.

“Okay class, before we begin, anyone have any questions or small requests?” she asked.

It wasn’t long before she has a few to read out.

“Memphis_boy asks ‘''how stretchy are your pussy lips?''’ Well, that’s a good question, MB! Let me show you. Today’s theme is: What can I fit inside myself?” she said. She hooked her fingers inside herself and spread her pussy. It easily stretched outwards, showing off her elasticity and the warm, wet depths of her hole.

“The answers may surprise you! Let’s start with a favourite.”

Mel withdrew one hand from her folds but kept the other one there, and started to insert more fingers, impatiently mashing her hand into her twat. Given her stretchy nature, it wasn’t long before the cheeky redhead had fit her fist inside her slit.

“Ah we all remember our first fist,” she said, sighing happily. “I was so proud of myself.”

Her happy look was directed at the camera, and morphed into her familiar smirk.

“To think I was so happy to settle for just one.”

Her second hand flew down, and once again Mel started to force her fingers inside herself. Whereas most women would have been struggling to find space and would have to spend considerable time and effort exerting themselves, this pussy was all too happy to cede ground and expand around the invading digits. Mel grunted with pleasure at the feeling, and a bead of sweat formed on her forehead, but considering that she was double-fisting herself the lack of effort was startling.

“Hah… yeah, this was a much prouder moment for me,” she said, looking directly at the camera when her hands were stuck securely inside of herself. She moved them in and out a little, producing wet slurping noises that complimented her occasional heavy breath, and of course the fresh wave of soft ‘pings’ from the laptop as viewers rushed to donate to her page.

“Oh wait, I can’t scroll down the chat like this. Gimme a minute.”

Mel moved her hips to wiggle her chair forwards and angled her elbow towards the unseen laptop. A tongue stuck out of her mouth as she concentrated on the task at hand, swearing as she messed up, before eventually succeeding.

“Ah, yes, this works. Hmm… Cloud182 asks ‘''can u fist ur womb''’. Nice and direct, I like it!” read Mel, smiling at the camera. “Well, Cloud, yes and no. It’s actually not really possible for a girl to go that deep on herself. Yes, even me, and yes I have tried, thank you. Buuuuut…” Mel winked at the camera and shook her head. “Well, you can find out soon! Okay, let’s see what other weird ideas you guys gave me– oh, please, really? Well, you did pay for it…”

Mel withdrews her fists at once with a splash, and for a very brief window her pussy was gaped for all to see, like an invisible tennis ball had been shoved up her hole. But she quickly unfolded herself from her exposed position and moved away from the camera to rummage about underneath her bed for a bit, throwing old magazines and dvd cases around as she searched for her prize. When she eventually returned, Melissa was holding what was unmistakably a bright red dildo, about 10 inches long and around 3 inches wide.

“So, confession time– oh wait, you guys are upset! Oh no!” Mel put on a sad face as she leaned over to read the comment. “My pussy was gaping open and I didn’t show it off… oh no… you poor little guys.”

She starts to wipe away tears that were 100% imaginary.

“A bloo bloo bloo. Haha. Guys, trust me, there’s no part of me you won’t be seeing by the end of this, okay? Let me just get some of these easy ones out of the way.”

Mel sat back down with her legs spread on the chair, revealing a vagina that had returned to a somewhat normal shape.

“Anyway, as I was saying! Yeah, I don’t really use dildos that much, honestly.”

She paused for effect as a hand circles around the head of the toy, eyes reading the chat.

“No, really. No bullshit. I prefer being creative, you know? A girl like me can do weird and wonderful things if she has imagination.”

Mel nevertheless placed the tip of the dildo on her labia and began to massage it, teasing it inside herself slowly, until the head disappeared from view. The next 10 minutes or so were devoted mostly to the toy, with occasional interruptions from Mel to read whatever chat comments she found funny at the time.

“Babekilla asks ‘''if regular dildos bore you, have you thought about horse dildos? P.S. loving your videos so far you absolute babe.''’ Awww, thanks babekilla! Wait, does that mean you want to kill me?”

The masturbating redhead pondered this for a moment before shaking her head and returning to the point at hand.

“Uh, anyway: the answer is… sort of? I live with a roommate, you know? I don’t mind if she finds a dildo, we all do it. But a horse-shaped one might invite some awkward questions. But it’s a nice idea…”

As she talked, a small bulge could be seen just under her belly button, pressing upwards. She patted it with her spare hand.

“Ah, I must have pushed past my cervix without realising,” she said nonchalantly. “It happens sometimes. I’ll show you all later. Let’s keep going… ah, anal play, eh?” continued the redhead.

“Hmm, only got the one dildo on me, I’m afraid, and it’s currently in use.” She pushed the red toy further into herself for emphasis. “What to do, what to do…”

Melissa rubbed her chin, staring off into the distance in apparent thought. Meanwhile, her left foot lifted itself off the floor and planted itself between her legs. She bounced it up and down, still not looking at it, and eventually she turned the toes inwards, towards herself, twisting her foot beyond a normal human’s capacity. Her other foot also raised itself up in a similar fashion, joining its counterpart between her legs. The redhead started to raise herself slightly up in her chair, tucking her legs in further and further, manipulating her body, until eventually she was sitting on her own feet in twisty take on an Indian sitting position, toes resting against her anus.

Due to the position of the camera, it was a little hard to make out exactly what was going on. One look at the growing smile and pink blush on the face of Melissa, however, was enough to tip off that she was planning something very dirty. It wasn’t immediately apparent, but it quickly became clear that there were at least a few toes tucked inside her asshole.

It was only at that point that the stretchy teen addressed the situation, turning to face the camera and raising a sultry brow.

“Bet you’ve never seen a girl do this before, right?” she asked, knowing the answer full well. The fresh salvo of beeps from the laptop signified that this trick was going down very well with her audience. Rather than try to force her feet in any deeper, Mel instead went sideways. Her rectum was pulled apart like elastic as she moved her feet back and forth, toes hooked inside herself. She continued to do this for a while before eventually reaching her hands down and giving her feet a little help, pushing them in further until they were ankle deep, at which point she stopped.

“Okay, that’s enough for now. Time for something else that I’ve been eyeing up for a while.”

Mel dragged herself towards her desk with her hands, feet still stuck up her own ass, then rummaged through the drawers for a while until she produces two normal pens. She held them up to the camera like a magician showing a prop to an audience before using it for a trick. Then, slowly, she brought the two pens towards her nipples.

“So, this is something I’ve only done once or twice during my little, uh, home experiments,” said Mel, tapping the tips of the pens against her perky nipples as she talked. The taps went from light and brief to longer and heavier, before morphing into sustained rubs, the points jabbing into the flesh. Then, suddenly, the metallic tips disappeared inside.

“Ooh, that always feels strange,” muttered Melissa, almost inaudibly. Both pens were now inside her tits. She let go of them, and for a few seconds they hung down from her breasts, still attached, until gravity took over and they slid out, landing somewhere amidst the chaotic scenes happening around her waist. Laughing, the redhead fished around down there for them.

“Wow, this chair might need to be washed after this,” she said as she felt around for the stray pens.

“Hope Vic doesn’t notice, haha. Oh, probably shouldn’t say her name. Oh well!”

Retrieving the pens again, Mel went to pop them back in before stopping. She moved her chair closer to the camera, showing off her nipples. They both had a small but still very noticeable gape. She traced them with her fingers, but her digits were still a little too big to fit in right now. Frowning, the teen got to work with the pens, shoving them in roughly and moving them in circular motions, trying to create more room.

“Come on… that’s it…” she said, visibly flustered. She moved herself up and down, working both the dildo in her pussy and of course the extremities in her ass. Moaning and groaning as she got into it, Mel suddenly gasped, and all at once she seemed to unfold like a structurally insecure origami figure. The dildo was pushed further inside herself while, at the same time, her feet flew out of her anus. This proved to be so disorienting for poor Melissa that she toppled off of her chair with a startled yelp, limbs going everywhere like a rag doll. There was a brief moment of silence before she clambered back up into view, laughing.

“Hah, that was scary!” she said to the camera, looking somewhat out of breath. She checked herself over for any damage before continuing.

“Okay, cool, no broken bones. Got lucky. I’m kinda fragile, cause of… oh, shoot.”

Melissa regarded her own chest. She must have landed directly on it, because the pens that were previously tip-deep inside her nipples had now been forced in almost all the way, leaving only the push button sticking out. Mel’s lips pursed and gasped as she regarded the strange intrusions into her body, and she couldn’t help but put her hands to her breasts and squeezing, feeling out the hard rods.

“Oh… so… this wasn’t part of the plan,” she said simply. One hand tried to pull the alien object out of its new home, but her fingers slipped off the button. A few more tugs met a similar end. Frowning, the college girl tapped out a frustrated rhythm on her tits as she thought about how to proceed. Then she snapped her fingers and rushed over to her bedside drawers. She came back over to the camera and sat down. In her hands was a pair of tweezers.

“Yes, this should do,” she said. She grabbed one pen with it and tugged, but again there was little movement. She inched the tweezers downwards and then, with some force, dug the ends down inside her nipple about a third of the way in, before clamping them shut again. This time when she pulled, the stuck pen moved backwards, until eventually it was free. Her nipple was now gaping open, a sight that once again set off a flurry of beeps from the laptop. When she was done removing the other pen, Melissa sighed and wiped her brow.

“Phew. That was a trip to the doctors I did ''not'' want to make,” she said, laughing now that it was done.

She flicked at her gaping nipples with one hand, before gasping.

“Oh hey, this would be a good shot for you guys! Let me show you the goods now!”

Mel got back onto the chair, spread her legs for the camera, and made sure to use her hands to show herself off as fully as possible, holding her labia and pulling to the side. Her pussy was now as wide as it was before during that brief, teasing glimpse post-fisting, but now it was on full display. Her cervix was also visibly open, meaning that technically speaking viewers could see the inside of her womb, although it was too dark to make out much of it. Her asshole was just as wide even without assistance from her hands, red-rimmed and hungry-looking. And, rounding off the display, Mel’s nipples stayed gaped by about half an inch. She had never been so open in her life.

The redhead smiled as she read the chat and heared the sweet, sweet sound of donations coming in.

“Oh, thank you all so much!” she said, squirming happily in her chair, legs high above her head. “I think this is a nice place to call it, though. Same time next time, okay?”

The thoroughly gaped Melissa said her final goodbyes before leaning forward. The camera went black.