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“Hello, my little menagerie, how are we feeling this evening?”
The room is dim, with soft pink and purple LED lights illuminating the comfortable plush daybed that you are chatting from. You have your ring light propped up behind the computer, your webcam giving a direct view of you as you cross your legs, lean back, and watch the chat begin to move at a furious pace. Your smile is all fun and games, a little playful, a little sexy - the fun friend next door who had a little spicy side.
Today is no different: lacy black thigh-highs with a very short silk slip dress in a shade of lilac with black lace trim, a silky, sheer black robe covering it, but open enough to showcase the dress underneath.
The outfit matched the lacy eyemask you wore across your face, hiding part of your nose, cheekbones, eyes, eyebrows, and forehead. It was the standard look for you - in an array of different colors to match your outfits, but no one ever saw your more identifiable features, or saw your whole face. You kept up appearances by never letting anyone see more of you than you wanted.
Tasteful but sexy was your goal - honestly, you could probably be in a potato sack, and while there would be questions, your regulars wouldn’t mind.
The outfit was a gift from one of your top donors, along with the lingerie set that discreetly sits underneath. You’re planning on showing it later in your premium shows, the ones who subscribe and pay extra for the honor of watching you.
Because it is- an honor, if anything about this life had taught you something, it was that men would give up kingdoms over for a little attention from a woman, and that confidence was key. Act like you’re the hottest girl in the room? You were the hottest girl in the room, and men would eat out of the palm of your hand.
You’re grinning as you scan the chat, names fluttering by fast, but a few stand out as your regulars.
PeachyKeen393: My Queen! 👸
starrysounds: hi bunny u look so pretty 2 nite
Daman6969420: ur hot
LordClit009: Hello, m’lady. You look incredibly beautiful this evening.
PhantomFox: Oh my god GIRL look at YOU, you’re RADIENT, that outfit is 🔥
Your regular chat is content with talking to one another and listening to the lo-fi in the background.
Early on in your career, you had started as a body double- helping people clean and study while you worked your ass off at school. No one talked, except for other chat room members talking to one another.
But then one day things had…shifted. Now you talked back. Now? Now you gave them fantasies to relish and to hold, and in exchange, you were showered in gifts and money, as much as their pockets would allow. And for some, those pockets were deep.
In a smaller window on your screen, the sound of coins depositing brings your attention to the private top donor chat. Usually filled with six or seven names, today you notice it’s a little on the lighter side- not that it matters: the ones you anticipate seeing are joining.
Welcome, SilverFiendN109, to the Petting Zoo ;)
SilverFiendN109: Good evening, Kitten. You are looking comfortable. I knew that color would look perfect on you.
SilverFiendN109 was one of your oldest regulars. He had first been on your late streams when you were writing essays for class, and he said he was on phone calls with buyers in other countries. Nocturnal as he was, he only appeared during evening streams, but when you shifted strategies and your content, he was the first to follow over. Now - it was a rare day to not see Silver in your chats.
The days he couldn’t make your shows were usually preceded by a private message from him, telling you he was sorry he would have to miss your stream, but to buy yourself something nice for him to see next time. It would be followed by a notification with a hefty ch-ching after it, him sending a ridiculous amount of money for ‘something nice’.
You repaid him in kind with private streams, which, again, he was more than generous with. He never asked for anything weird, obscene, kinky, or to do anything that made you uncomfortable. He didn’t ask for you to call him by any title - just whatever fit him; so you naturally turned towards the second half of his username.
In the two years you had known him, he had treated you exceptionally well. He told you to give in to your desires, to go after what you wanted. You called him the little devil on your shoulder. He was different from the other regular members of your Petting Zoo. You figured he was a lonely older man who found someone he wanted to spoil - and you were happy to step into that role
A devious smile crossed your lips as you tossed your hair over your shoulder. “Well, if it isn’t my favorite fiend. Hello SilverFiendN109, Welcome back.”
You shift your seated stance to lean back, allowing the camera to get a good view of your slip before returning to center.
“You’re right - this is a wonderful gift you sent me - thank you so much again - it feels like a dream.” You let your hand move up your thigh, over the silk, and back, eyes towards the screen before turning towards the rest of the chat. “And if you're feeling generous, to send me something from my wishlist - my links are in the description below.”
SilverFiendN109 has sent you 500 treats!
The twinkling notification sound followed, and the monetary tip landing in your account caused a delightful grin to cross your lips. “Well, aren’t you the sweetest fiend?” You blew a kiss at the camera.
SilverFiendN109: Only for you, Kitten.
SilverFiendN109: How did your interview go?
The normal chat, seeing your attention was focused on one of the whales, were incentivised to start sending treats of their own, in smaller increments. You took their momentary distraction as a chance to reply to your top donor of the night so far.
“Oh, it went alright. I don’t think it's the right fit for me, but that's fine. The commute would have been killer, and I wouldn’t have time for my beautiful menagerie friends.” You gave a pout and leaned forward to the chat, seeing Silver’s chat bubble pop up with the three dots of a long response.
While you waited, another name popped into the whale chat. Another smile crosses your lips as you realize what kind of night this is going to be, the moment you see his name.
Welcome, AppleseedX02, to the Petting Zoo ;)
AppleseedX02 : hey pretty girl :D
AppleseedX02 : you’re looking good tonight ;)
AppleseedX02: Did you drink your water, pips?
AppleseedX02 has sent you 300 treats!
“Hello to you too, Apple.” You grin, your other favorite whale now entered the chat, rolling her eyes as she reached for the wineglass that held water. “And yes, I do - we are being sophisticated tonight with the added touch.”
AppleSeedX02 was newer to your corner of the internet. He’d said he had been lurking for a while and only recently had stepped into some money that allowed him to participate. Or that was what he had said - you weren’t exactly sure if that was the case.
What you did know was that Apple was needy for attention, and he was the type to use the chat rewards to remind you to take care of yourself.
‘Drink some water, please.’ ‘when was the last time you ate? >:(‘, ‘sit up straighter, you shrimp :p’ The playful reminders usually came with hefty tips, and you would reply with more teasing than necessary or the usual ‘Yes, sir’ which you knew was a turn on for him. He told you so.
He was just… more earnest than most people in your orbit. Everyone always wanted something, but AppleseedX02 wanted to just take care of you. He paid off your student loan debt after telling him the exact amount you needed - anonymously, of course. He’d send reminders throughout your day via chat to take care of yourself. He sent you food and medicine when you were sick, once paid for an electrician to come and get you better wifi, and even once hired a cleaning service for your apartment after mentioning that things had gotten overwhelming.
Repaying him had also been easy. He was more of the self-gratification- he enjoyed the way you could get off to him, often asking you to tease yourself in the way you would do it alone, or if you were with your partner. Away from the screens and the noise of your camming world. You had been honest when you said you didn’t have a partner, nor did you do much on your own- not when you spent multiple nights a week on camera.
He had been more than understanding, and sometimes the private streams he earned were just chatting g sessions if he wasn’t interested in a show. Apple was just different. You imagined him probably as some divorced guy trying to relive his younger years and looking for companionship. It was a shame- you knew he was loaded for sure.
PeachyKeen393: Elegant as always
PhantomFox: I should get my own wineglass and join you
Snowmancer tipped you 10 treats! :Please have more water prepared; you need to hydrate more.
LordClit009: Only the finest for you, beautiful maiden. Perchance, what shall we be indulging in tonight?
Daman6969420: show us ur pussy u slut
The message popped up and then quickly disappeared from the chat, as your moderator, tittytism, took charge.
Tittytism: Daman6969420; Vulgar names are not tolerated in the Menagerie. This is your only warning before you are banned.
PhantomFox: We are a CLASSY establishment here! With our CLASSY Zookeeper!
SilverFiendN109: It seems the trash needs to be reminded to take itself out.
PhantomFox: REMOVE THYSELF FROM MISTRESS’S PRESENCE, SCUM.
TittyTism: Guys, please don’t make this hard for me tonight.
“Don’t give my Moderators a hard time, or you’re going to have a very hard time watching the stream, my little zoolings.” You sit up a bit, moving to set the water aside and smile back at the chat. Your eyes casually glanced at the clock, large enough to see behind the lace, and then checked the room size.
“I think it's about time we start, don’t you, my menagerie?” You adjust yourself on your daybed, close to the screen, as you tilt your head to the side, allowing them to see down a bit of the dress but not too much.
“I know we have a few newcomers here, thanks to the referral from our dear Tar0ttart, so welcome to the Menagerie, new little zoolings. I’m your ZooKeeper, PlayfulxP4ws, but you can call me any other sort of endearment you choose. I’m partial to Mistress.”
You watched the chat start to pick up speed, new faces and new members to the site all brought in their various types of antics. The pros, the ladies, the gooners, the fedora men, and the regulars - and of course the lurkers.
“Rules are pinned to the top of the chat for those of you who haven’t been to the menagerie before. Be polite, be respectful, no fighting, no demands, and no freebies. Those are for the subscribers and high donors in our exclusive Petting Zoo.”
You cross your ankles demurely as you move your fingers to the sash around your waist, looking at the chat curiously.
“I’m a very good girl, and I’m happy to take requests - for treats, of course. Spend enough - and if you're a good zooling, you may be invited to the Petting Zoo. My moderators will be keeping an eye out for those good little beasties.”
Askm30w was already repinning the menu price to the top of the board, what treats would get based on the amount of donations. Based on the crowd, you guessed it might be a slower night, but that didn’t deter you.
“I think my robe is worth one thousand treats, don’t you?”
You barely got out the word robe before the twinkling noise of treats began to flow.
PhantomFox has sent you 140 treats!
PeachyKeen393 has sent you 120 treats!
snowmancer has sent you 100 treats!
“Oh my - so generous- thank you PhantomFox, PeachyKeen, and snowmancer. An excellent start.”
The music was changed to something a little more sensual as your mouth bit the bottom of your lip, fingers moving along your thighs as you watched the chat. The steady stream of treats trickled in, but they were only halfway when things petered off.
“Oh my, are my little lions all tuckered out already?” you pouted and tilted your head, glancing at your high roller chat to see that Appleseed and SilverFiend had been going back and forth for a while with one or two of your occasional guests.
“I must not be impressing my Petting Zoo very much. I thought you wanted to see what I was wearing underneath, Fiend.” You pouted before you saw his response and had to hold back a full snort.
SilverFiendN109: I was giving the others a chance to impress you before I come in and deflate their egos.
AppleseedX02: so chivalrous
AppleseedX02: why don’t you sit back tonight, old man? save your retirement fund :p
SilverFiendN109: Oh, puppy, you are so needy tonight, aren’t you?
SilverFiendN109: It's fine. I’m more of a Kitten person myself.
SilverFiendN109 has sent you 900 treats!
There was a sound of a roar from a big cat, and the little indicator on the side of the screen rose, crossing off the first and second tiers.
“Aw, Fiend, you sure do know how to make me behave like a good girl.”
You giggle as you slowly undo the robe, the silky fabric falling off your shoulders, and you set it aside off-screen, before moving back on the bed to show your stockings.
“Fiend was generous enough to unlock the next piece - stockings. Everyone say thank you,” You chide as you roll down your stockings, watch as the chorus of ‘thank you silverfiendn109’ rolled through, and a few more people started adding towards the next item of clothing.
It continued like this for the next fifteen minutes, numbers fluctuating slightly as you took off your dress and garter belt. You had pulled out one of the toys you were considering for the show that night, a vibrator. When you were left in a lilac purple and black lacy bra and thong, your eyes turned towards the chat. You watch as a few scramble together to get the last few donations in, but it wasn’t enough to get the full show.
“Well, my zoolings, it seems that our timer is going to run out. I guess, if you want to see the show, consider becoming a member of my petting zoo.” You shift in your seat slightly.
“And for those of you special little zoolings of mine who are already a part of the Petting Zoo, you’ll get the link shortly. I’ll go and freshen up before the show. See you soon.” You blew a kiss to the monitor as the camera turned dark, and you got your private stream ready. You shuffled over to the bathroom, spending only five minutes freshening up before you refilled your water bottle and looked at the selection of toys.
You had a vague idea of what you wanted to do, but it was tough to pick from. You knew you would need something with a kick today. Especially because Apple and Fiend would be going at each other and trying to outbid the other for your weekly one-on-one show. You knew them well enough now to know what they were like.
Askm30w had set up the room, the regulars were already in the room, and they were just waiting on you.
You settled back down on the daybed and hit the camera button, grinning at the chat.
“Hello, my special zoolings. Who is ready for a show?”
“So, I’ve been thinking a bit.”
You were sitting in your fuzzy bathrobe, lingerie gone, and hair pulled up in a bun atop your head as you had your earphones on and a cup of tea. Mask still in place. The wind town after the stream was your favorite part - chatting with your whales in the Tank like this, who had become such an integral part of your life.
Per usual - it consisted of your moderators - this time it was both Askm30w and tittytism - and then your favorite zoo animals: SilverFiendN109 and AppleseedX02, who had been arguing about something trivial before your return, PhantomFox, and, as a new addition, snowmancer.
Normally, you might have more- but for a Wednesday, it wasn’t bad.
AppleSeedX02: uh oh - thats a dangerous sentence to start with pips
SilverFiendN109: What about, Kitten?
You rolled your eyes, though they couldn’t see it, or barely. “So, with the convention - I’m thinking of holding a meet and greet.” You bite your lip with a canine, looking at the chat as you bring your tea to your lips. “What do you think?”
SwitchCon was a convention for streamers, cammers, and online personalities that hosted live shows. It came from the ashes of a former con, breaking off to invite the adult streamers and cater to an adult audience. You went last year as an invited guest, but didn't do a meet and greet or any sort of booth. It was just a chance to see what it could be like.
This year, you were invited back as a featured cam girl, you had a merch booth, and you were speaking on a panel about anonymous creators.
Now, you wanted to do something else for your high-tier fans.
tittytism: I’m in
Askm30w: you’re already drafted, tits.
tittytism: doesn’t mean I couldn’t object. But I like the idea!
AppleSeedX02: you want to meet your fans? in person? do you have security?
SilverFiendN109: For once, I have to agree with the pup - are you sure you are comfortable with that?
You shook your head, moving your sweaty hair from your face. “No - I’m not going to do a normal meet and greet. I’ll kind of have that already with the booth appearance. No- I think I want something a little more exclusive. Something for the Petting Zoo, specifically.”
PhantomFox: omg exclusive meet and greet?!
AppleSeedX02: something for us? are you sure?
SilverFiendN109: If you wanted to meet up with me, Kitten, you could have just asked.
PhantomFox: I will literally cry if you hold a meet and greet at SwitchCon for the petting zoo and I can’t be there 😭
AppleSeedX02: the whole zoo? - don’t you have like two hundred at this point? D:
Snowmancer: She has two hundred and twelve subscribers. That would be very taxing and require a large venue.
“No - this would be a ticketed event, still.” You probably should have thought about this more on your own, but after your text thread with Tara about her plans for SwitchCon, it felt like the next thing to do for your community was to include them, right?
“I need to pay for the venue, staff, security, food, etc… I’m thinking a max of 25 at tops.”
AppleSeedX02: i mean - i would be there. absolutely. But i’m just thinking of your safety. :c
Tittytism: safety from you, apple?
AppleSeedX02: more like safety from fiend.
SilverFiendN109: I resent the insinuation that Kitten needs to be safe from me. Keep talking like that and see where it gets you, pup.
SilverFiendN109: Anyways - Kitten;
SilverFiendN109: There is a bar near the convention hall that hosts private events. I know the owner. If you’re serious, that is.
Leave it to Fiend to know the perfect place for this - he really was the devil on your shoulder. You smile sweetly into the camera.
“Really, Fiend? What's the place? Have you been there before?” You watch as his name quickly appears, disappears, and reappears.
SilverFiendN109: The Nest, it's small and would fit your small gathering nicely.
SilverFiendN109: I'll DM you the owner’s email. He owes me a favor. I'll let him know you’re going to contact him.
AppleSeedX02: of course he does. how convenient.
SilverFiendN109: Normally, I’d indulge your petulance, but it's starting to grate on my nerves.
AppleSeedX02: aw have i put you in a bad mood? good :p go to bed, old man.
AskM30w: Apple - this is your warning that you are heading towards a 24-hour suspension if you continue to harass other zoo members. Knock it off - am I making myself clear?
AppleSeedX02: yes ma’am.
AppleSeedX02: i’ll behave. :p
“Thank you, Fiend, I appreciate your help! I'll think on it some more over the next couple of days…maybe I’ll do a poll to see who would be interested.”
The thought of doing more work on top of everything else was…a lot. But not impossible. Especially if you didn’t need to keep looking for jobs right then, your savings should be good for a while- at least six months.
PhantomFox: You look tired, angel. You're thinkin’ really hard over there.
“Sorry, foxy. You all tuckered me out! You made me work for those treats tonight-“ you make your voice playful, that you aren’t upset or mad, but you are tired. “Now, there are some other things on my mind. You’re such a sweetie.”
You hide a yawn behind your hand and stretch. “With that, I think this zookeeper is going to head to bed. Goodnight, darlings. Be good for the mods while I'm gone.”
PhantomFox: Sweetest dreams, Paws! Thank you!
SilverFiendN109: Goodnight, Kitten. Beautiful as always.
AppleSeedX02: nite, pips! drink your water and take your magnesium.
Your camera blips off, and you sigh, rolling your stiff neck as you remove the lace mask and head for your bathroom. You got this apartment in part because of the security, and in part because of the large bathtub. While it filled, you washed your hair and put a mask on to help soften your abused tresses. You also washed your face and applied a clay mask that promised to rid your pores of toxins and pollution, leaving you with soft and glassy skin. After grabbing yourself a mocktail, you sit in the warm water, unwinding after such a long day.
Your phone dinged, and you casually picked it up from the bath tray, chuckling as you saw the message from appleseed. It was a notice on a tip transfer.
AppleSeedX02 has sent you 5000 treats!: you are always the best part of my week. im sorry for going overboard tonight. if you need anything for the event, i know a good catering company. don’t worry about price :) looking forward to meeting you in person, pips.
You read the message twice before you set your phone down. You’d reply to it tomorrow.
Perhaps it had been from the good orgasm you had on stream, but when you had originally come up with the idea, it hadn’t seemed so bad. But now, the idea of doing a meet and greet for your petting zoo exclusives was daunting. Especially if it meant you met your two whales in person.
Horror stories of parasocial relationships were used as cautionary tales, and this sort of thing was…well, it had to be done carefully. It didn’t matter if the fans were your biggest backers and you considered them friends - they paid you to watch you orgasm on camera.
This would just be a thank-you gift for them. Something fun to experience there - yes. Nothing more than that.
Nothing could go wrong with a small gathering of your loyal fans.
…right?