Could life really be this smooth? At the ripe age of 25, Han Se-ah, who had made a name for herself worldwide through internet streaming, silently mused over such an audacious thought.


    It all started with her, a dedicated gamer, diving into a virtual reality game. Half out of curiosity about the VR games she''d only seen in nerdy novels suddenly becoming reality, and half thinking it''d be great content for her gaming and fitness streaming channel, she had casually begun playing.


    At that point, her only concerns were the typical dangers of VR games she''d seen in manga and novels, or the possibility of her stream blowing up due to censorship. Worries like her brain getting fried while streaming, or suddenly getting hit by a censorship beam in the middle of a good game.


    Now, over a year into the game and having turned from 24 to 25, she found herself grappling with an entirely different worry—


    ''Should I suggest we head to town for a break soon? Damn, why did I have to drink that liquor?''


    Her current predicament was that her NPC companions weren''t having sex.


    It wasn''t that Roland, who could put any porn site stud to shame, was having problems downstairs. Nor had any romantic drama sparked a cold war among party members. They''d simply been rushing from story beat to story beat, from the Harpy Empire all the way to the Monster Plains.


    In the Harpy Empire, they''d been busy sharing sleeping quarters with adventurers and stone dwarves in the crowded slave district. Once they reached the plains, they had to move quickly to avoid being kidnapped by fake safe zones.


    Dealing with all sorts of viewers while moving non-stop to save the world of Heroes Chronicle every single day had left her stressed out with no way to relieve it. At least she''d pre-recorded some footage, so she could have some alone time without interruptions.


    No matter how slow the game''s progress, a person couldn''t spend 18 out of 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, playing games. Thanks to her tug-of-war with viewers, she''d won some rest time. Now she could leisurely move her mouse, choosing files from her secret folder at her own pace.


    -Roland_Rebecca_InTheForest.mp4


    -Roland_Grace_InnRoom.mp4


    -Roland_Grace_Drunk.mp4


    -Roland_Katie_SexEd.mp4


    -Roland_Katie_GraceToo.mp4


    The folder contained Roland''s lewd private life captured by the camera. Listening to the conversations, it seemed she''d missed the first few encounters, but after that, she''d diligently attached cameras to catch almost everything.


    Beneath the sturdy armor that easily deflected boss monster attacks lay a beautifully muscled body unlike any she''d seen in her years of working out. While the muscle bros subtly showing off at the gym made her think, "Good for you, worked hard, huh? Juicing?"


    Roland''s body evoked slightly different thoughts.


    Of course, this applied to her companions'' bodies as well. As expected of game data-constructed beauties, how could even typically hard-to-manage areas be so spotless, pink, and beautiful?


    Having frantically increased her exercise regimen after noticing her lower belly slightly protruding again from being so immersed in the game, Se-ah felt a bit indignant. How could the skin of medieval adventurers who didn''t use cosmetics and only cleaned themselves with wet rags be of that quality?


    "Ro-Roland~?"


    Her thumb and middle finger, without a single callus and perfectly smooth, gently rubbed her proudly erect clitoris before slowly moving down. Her small hand entirely enveloped the vulva, which was twitching lewdly and dripping with so much love juice that she worried about what would have happened without the towel.


    The pubic mound gently scratched by her fingers, the clit pressed firmly against her palm. As her hand movements, now more routine than familiar, drained the strength from her body, she slumped back in the chair, surrendering herself to the sensations.


    "This, this! My chest feels a bit tight~?"


    "For someone complaining, you seem to be enjoying it."


    "It feels good, but- Eek?!"


    In the video that had resumed playing, showing a close-up of the impressive cock, Grace was now embraced alongside Katie. She was squeezed so tightly she could barely breathe, her snow-white breasts mercilessly crushed - a sight that made Se-ah, as a fellow woman, marvel.


    Matching the scene, she squeezed her hand, causing the breast under her shirt to be deliciously pinched. An electric-like pleasure rose from below, which had become not just damp but soaking wet-


    "Hick, hick, hnng???"


    "Ungh, haaah...?"


    Of course, the pleasure she felt couldn''t compare to what her companions on screen, with their lewdly melting expressions, were experiencing. Slumped in the chair, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, she idly kneaded herself with her palm, feeling somewhat unsatisfied.


    She''d certainly felt pleasure, but it felt so lacking compared to the two women who had collapsed with blissful, satisfied expressions, unable to even sleep properly.


    With legs splayed out on the table, unable to close them, Grace had fallen asleep dripping semen, while Katie curled up like a baby on the bed, her pale bottom exposed. Their expressions looked so enviable that-


    ''Enviable? What am I...?''


    A strange thought seemed to flit through her hazy mind, but it didn''t linger. The next file had started playing automatically, this time featuring a maid and noble lady sandwich.


    Unlike his gentle treatment of the virgin Katie, this time his approach was much more forceful. The wild scene of him aggressively kissing and ripping open the shirt, buttons flying, reignited the embers of lust, causing them to blaze anew.


    Then, as he gradually moved lower, burying his face between her thighs like a dog instead of using his impressive cock, Se-ah found herself thinking:


    If it were Roland''s tongue pleasuring me now instead of my hand, if it were his cock-?


    Simultaneously, love juices flowed through her palm. As if to say her lewd body, thoroughly aroused by mere imagination, found the pre-laid towel woefully inadequate, it gushed out hot honey. As if wondering how it would feel to have that thick tongue and cock, which existed only virtually, enter a place where she hadn''t even dared to insert a toy out of nervousness.


    In her foggy state of mind, she couldn''t quite grasp it, but her body was already yearning for the robust man beyond the screen. So, no matter how much tame self-pleasure she indulged in, her thirst wouldn''t be quenched.


    With a hazy mind, she languidly moved her hand, squish squish?. There was no one to interrupt her private happy time, no schedule or appointments to stop for, so defeated by lust, she squelch squelch? couldn''t even think of stopping. Every time the next video automatically played, her hand moved, eventually soiling the chair beyond the towel.


    And so, a streamer''s day off flowed by, accompanied by languid moans.