Chapter 1The Streamer's Final Show

Every night after my livestream, I slowly peel off my silk stockings in front of the mirror.

I know there’s a camera hidden behind the glass.

But the man watching doesn't know my secret: this delicate, alluring cam-girl is actually a man.

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"Thanks for hanging out, fam! See you next time!"

I blew a kiss to the camera and ended the stream.

Standing up from my gaming chair, I stretched, my back popping satisfyingly. To cater to my audience's tastes, I was wearing a pleated schoolgirl skirt and black silk stockings. The cropped top rode up with every movement, exposing a stretch of pale skin.

I sat on the sofa, facing the mirror, admiring my own long legs as I slowly peeled off the stockings.

Why the sofa?

Because it's the perfect triangulation point between the mirror, the computer, and the smoke detector on the wall.

All three contain hidden pinhole cameras.

I’ve known about them for a while. I also know they were planted by three different men.

Every night, I deliberately undress here to tease them. But I never take off too much.

Because if I reveal too much, they'll discover my secret: I'm a man.