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Darius categorically refused to allow something like that to happen, and Avery was now stuck in quite an awkward situation since she had already received the money.

"Uh…thank you for the generous donation. But, uh, I don't think I'll be able to do such a thing."

Avery blushed slightly as she eyed Darius discreetly, who had a small smirk on the corner of his face for some reason. Darius was staring at the chat where he could see even more currently talking, and amongst them, there was once again PixelPirate, and he didn't seem too happy about the refusal.

[PixelPirate: How much then? I don't mind paying more.]

Darius said that message was incredibly tempted to say some ridiculous price just to see if that man would actually do it. Thinking about it a little, having Avery write PixelPirate on her body wasn't really all that bad if he could get thousands out of it.

At the end of the day, those guys were behind their screens doing who knows what while he was the one enjoying her in real life.

That's why Darius smirked and wrote an absurd number on a small sheet of paper and raised it upward toward Avery, who slightly nodded.

"Uh…if you give me 10 000$, then I will do it."

[PixelPirate: If I give 20 000$, can Yuna be the one writing my name on your breasts?]

Darius smiled. Twenty thousand dollars wasn't a small amount of money, and such a huge donation was bound to be talked about on social media, which would make her stream gain even more subscribers.

There weren't any true downsides to accepting since Avery would never meet any of her viewers, and even if she did…she wouldn't be interested in them since she already had Darius.

Smelling the money entering his bank account, Darius allowed Avery to accept such a thing. After all, it would also give him quite the view.

"Yes, I'll do it," Yuna replied right away since participating would make it possible for her to have a certain amount of money from that donation. After all, they were still competing against one another. They wanted to win this date for themselves no matter what.

Yuna wasn't sure how they would split the money between themselves, but from her point of view, she prayed it would be split 50/50. However, she would have to wait. -chapter

Nevertheless, instantly after Yuna said she would do it, a loud, distinct noise echoed in Avery's backyard.

-Ding!

[New Donation!]

[PixelPirate has donated 20 000$!]

"Pirate-chan~! Thank you for the donation!" Avery said as she jumped and stood upward.

Both Yuna and Avery acted as cute as possible, as they knew they could potentially get a lot of money out of this mysterious viewer.

Honestly, Darius was mindblown by the fact that the viewer had actually given so much money for so little in return. It strongly indicated that PixelPirate was extremely rich since he wouldn't hesitate to give out money in such a way.

'I might have to get in contact with him through Avery's account to learn more about him,' Darius thought, as the man behind that account might have a lot of influence and connection in many fields. It was either that or PixelPirate was a complete loser who had no life.

Darius was more inclined to believe the latter, but there was a small chance that wasn't the case and that the man was actually powerful and rich.

"I don't have a pen with me~! I'll go get one!" Avery said as she headed out of the hot tub, showing her jiggly, plump ass for everyone to see in the stream.

Avery walked right past Darius, who had a smile on his face. He was clearly happy with everything that was currently happening.

20 000$ was by no means a small amount, especially for a short stream like this. He still wasn't sure what the next step was for him in terms of his agency, but this amount of money would surely help make it grow even further.

Darius was already renting an extremely huge building, which made his operations much easier. However, he will surely need more money in the future because money is power. The more money you have, the more respect others will have for you.

Right as Avery walked past Darius, she got smacked on her ass, and she looked back toward him with a smirk and a red hue on both of her cheeks.

Darius's hand left a red mark on her ass cheek. However, he didn't care at all.

It took a few minutes to find a marker that actually worked, but Avery came back with it and saw that Yuna had continued the stream without her just fine. Yuna was using her time extremely well, promoting her social media and her music as much as possible.

After all, her first single needed to be incredible, if he were to become a hit then more and more people would listen to her, and she would become even more popular later on.

Coming back with the marker in her hands, Avery entered the hot tub, her plump ass once more completely being shown with the slight exception that she had Darius's hand printed on her ass. However, none of the viewers seemed to realize such a thing. Most of them were probably too excited for what was coming next.

Yuna held the pen in her hand and opened it.

"I will now fulfill what was asked of us!" Yuna said with a smile as she turned her back from the camera, giving a really good back shot for the camera. She placed herself that way voluntarily as she knew that it would make people donate more money for her.

Avery was faced right in front of her and squeezed her tits together to make things easier for Yuna to write on her breasts.

Yuna made sure to make things as sensual as possible since the viewers were truly liking this moment. Viewers were climbing as the stream was about to reach a climax.

[Viewers: 998]

[Viewers: 999]

[Viewers: 1000]

Avery had finally done it. She had reached 1000 current viewers on her stream, and it was only the beginning, as the numbers kept climbing.

'Perfect,' Darius thought as he looked at Yuna, who was struggling to write PixelPirate on Avery's huge chest.

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A/N: One of you bought the highest tier from my Patreon. So, here is the bonus chapter. Thank you to whoever bought it!

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