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Overwatch Wet Dreams - Remix

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trans girl masturbates to overwatch porn, but is shocked to find her ejaculate is very small, weak, and watery

Chapter 1: Introduction

Alice's laptop cast an eerie glow into the dark room, revealing the pink-and-glitter decor she loved. She scooted deeper into her bed, pulling a big, fluffy pillow over her chest. Hidden under the covers, she clicked on a video she had found on a questionable website.

"Ooh, this is so embarrassing," Alice whispered to herself, feeling her cheeks heat up. She watched the screen with one eye, wincing as the electronic sound of guns and lasers filled the room.

The characters in the Overwatch porn video were engaged in a heated – and explicitly sexual – battle, their virtual bodies entwined and pulsating.

Apart from her secret stash of romance novels under her bed, she had no other experience with adult content. Her heart raced as a familiar ache blossomed in her lower abdomen – something she'd felt before but never quite understood.

Fingers hovering over the keyboard, she hesitated. "I can't believe I'm considering this," she confessed to her empty room, but curiosity got the better of her.

She moved her laptop further onto her lap, pressing 'pause' with a sudden, timid conviction.

The room was plunged into darkness. The only source of light was the blue screen that shimmered invitingly. The digital bodies of her favorite Overwatch characters were frozen, mid-thrust. The room was completely silent, except for the soft, rhythmic nature soundtrack that continued to play on the video.

Letting out a shaky sigh, Alice slowly moved her hands to the waistband of her sweatpants, trembling a bit.

She tugged at the elastic, her heart beating in her ears in time with the rhythm of her own breath. The laptop's blue light bathed her skin in its seductive tint.

With a quick glance at the frozen image before her, she slid her pants down her thighs, revealing her soft, bare skin. She kicked her pants off the side of the bed, feeling suddenly naked and more than a little excited. She bit her lower lip, hesitating for a moment. Her eyes darted back and forth between the screen and her now exposed lower half.

She shivered as her fingertips grazed her freshly-shaven skin. Her heart raced at the thrill of this new sensation.

The Overwatch characters resumed their rhythm, their digital bodies smacking together in quick, urgent thrusts. Tentatively, Alice let her fingers explore the folds and curves of her own developing body. Her breath caught in her throat as her fingertips found her clit.

A sudden gasp escaped her lips, and her eyes squeezed shut.

The pleasure of her touch was as intoxicating as any drug, sending waves of heat rippling across her skin. One hand continued to work between her legs, while the other reached up to squeeze a pert nipple. Alice gritted her teeth, giving in to the rising tide of pleasure, as her leg twitched involuntarily.

She slid a finger inside, moaning softly as she began to explore her own body. The image on the screen flickered with her movements—her own personal, adult-rated flipbook.

She couldn't help but wonder if other people did this, too. Did they feel this mixture of excitement and shame, knowing they were stepping outside the comfortable boundaries of their known world? Her heart raced in her chest, matching the staccato rhythm of the wet, raw sex scene on her screen.

With her free hand, she darted back to her keyboard, finding the right keys with her shaking fingers. She typed in the search bar 'how to masturbate for women,' her throat dry. The results that spewed out aimed to educate—and fortunately for her, tantalize.

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