Sweetie Bot's Hacked Streams

Botvert: Who’s the dude?

Button Mash swallowed hard as confused chat messages started coming in, and he tapped his bare leg. Without the rest of the context, he would have been nervousness enough just being in Sweetie Bot’s house in only his boxers, but with the context… It was almost hard to move.

He needed to though, for his friend. Or, he supposed, more for him, before the chat activated her weapon systems on him. Unfortunately, fifteen minutes of planning had done nothing to help him, so he was going to have to wing it. “Um, uh, h-hi. My name is B-Button Mash, and I’m, uh, Sweetie’s best friend. It’s nice to meet you all.”

Technomancer86: Oh, I remember him! Everyone remember the Smash Partners tournament she went to?
3Lite: Sweetie has talked about you. You’re just as nervous as she said you were!
Gearhead39: The infamous Epona destroyer? HOLY SHIT!
Technomancer86: I forgot about that nickname for him! XD

Button breathed out a small sigh of relief as, instead of the first messages that were possibly threatening his life, he got to find out that for the ten years that he’d known Sweetie Bot, these guys got to find out about him. Ranging from his stupidity, his naivety, to his skill at video games, people began trading chat stories to catch up with those who had only been there for the past two streams.

Button Mash leaned back in the chair, smiling now as he began responding to them. “Yes, I really have gone to Smash Nationals with Link. Oh, please don’t remind me of the lake incident. I still hesitate to go into pools because of that. Yeah, she really is my best friend, and I’m happy to be hers.”

3Lite: Do you plan to be more now?

Button swallowed hard as the inevitable question came up, and his face turned beet red before he turned away. “Well, um, you see, I don’t want to disrespect Sweetie, especially now. She’s one of the most beautiful mares in Equestria, the fact that she’s a robot is incredible, but…” He sighed, unable to really know how best to put it until he shrugged. “She’s been my best friend for too long. Even with… this, well, she’s too hot not to at least think about doing… this with, but actually dating, instead of just hanging out, being able to relax, and see her be so excited about these streams-“

“Is exactly why I brought you.”

Button turned as he heard Sweetie’s voice, and he saw her at the same time chat did. It exploded in a fever pitch for what she wore, because sure, she didn’t need clothes. She could go anywhere naked as the day she was born.

Black lace looked good on any mare though, and as her bra, panties, and stockings had all been ‘appropriated’ from her sister, they strained against her chest, while fitting snug around her pussy, making sure that little was actually hidden.

She came closer, before leaning down and pecking Button Mash, who was currently too stunned to even blink. “You’re my best friend, and while there’s no one I could want my first time to go to, there’s a reason why we’ve never dated. I’m just happy that you’re willing to do this with me.”

Button smiled back at her, before hugging her tight, which incidentally shoved his head into her breasts, before whispering, “Anything for my Zeke.”

SkynetFrvr: Was that an Infamous reference?
3Lite: That’s so bad.
Technomancer86: Can we make sure these two have the best virgin night ever?
3Lite: Administrative controls: ***********************
3Lite: Oh, fuck, yes. However, for you guys:
Poll:
1. Vanilla Fucking
2. Titfuck First
3. She’s mine!

And while the third option get some votes, the second one surged forward, and stayed there quite firmly. After all, they really hoped Sweetie knew what to do with a bra like that.

And after the research Sweetie had done over the last couple days between streams, she knew all too well, and got on her knees. She breathed in, shaking as she could smell Button’s cock through his boxers. She was simply too close for them to hide it, and her sensors were begging for it. She didn’t forget to plug herself in first though, which only brought the cravings even higher.

Button himself swallowed hard as his boxers were peeled back. Much to the chat’s delight, he wasn’t some hung Adonis, but instead closer to anything they carried. Not that Sweetie realized it wasn’t big, never having been this close to one, and panted against his hard shaft. Her hot breath twisted around it as her lips stayed only centimeters away from it, her tongue reaching out for it.

3Lite: Command: Titfuck, Lick tip /O
Technomancer86: What does O do?
3Lite: Optional. I have no idea if his cock will even come out from between those marshmallows.

Neither did Sweetie, nor did she care. Instead, she lifted herself up, her body dragging against Button Mash’s. He grunted as her soft metal pressed against him, and even gasped as he felt the yielding mass of her bosom as his cock tried to slide into her cleavage. She didn’t want him to need to do anything tonight though. She was the one who had an idea what she was doing after all. At least, she hoped.

So, instead, she brought her massive chest above his cock, and let the restraints that kept them normally in place off. Gravity quickly took effect, and the sound of lace stretching was easy to hear as they fell. It was quickly drowned out though as Button Mash gasped and grunted from the sudden vice he felt himself be caught in.

Her breasts were warm, and soft, softer than he thought her body was possible of being. It was almost euphoric, and that was before she actually pressed herself against him. That turned the hot pocket into a heated tunnel that ran along every inch of his cock, and he groaned again from the slight fidgets and shifts that Sweetie put him through.

Sweetie felt a small pang of regret as, while like this, the chat couldn’t see her chest, not properly, so instead of beginning the titfuck proper, she began to move. Some in the chat protested, having loved seeing her pussy, barely hidden by the lace that had been sucked into it as it demanded to be filled with something, were outweighed vastly by the amount that liked her forcing Button to swivel around so they could see the total eclipse of his cock.

Button panted with each movement, his body shaking from the exertion of trying not to cum. He had thought he’d had good stamina, that he had experience due to his hand, but hentai wasn’t wrong. This felt like nothing he’d experienced before, and he could feel his precum soaking into her tits, and how his cock twitched to be free, but the bra kept him tightly there.

3Lite had one more surprise for the poor colt, though he considered it slight revenge for the fact that this was probably far from the last time that Button would be fucking his sexbot.

3Lite: Command: Vibrators: Chest: 40%

Sweetie’s eyes widened as the command came through, but in admin mode, she had literally no control over the commands. Not when they had admin privileges to her systems. As such, her chest began vibrating as she began to pant, the feel and smell of Button’s cock getting to her more and more with each passing second. Especially like this, she kept trying to get her breasts to go down further and further so she could get at the cock her tongue reached out for.

Instead, the vibrations proved too much in more than one way. At the same time that Button finally thrusted upward, letting the absolute tip of his cock out from between her mountains, the poor, stretched bra snapped, having become too thin. With that, Sweetie could properly fall onto him, and her breasts spilled out over him, squished tightly against his groin.

Her mouth stayed wide open as Button’s whole body seized up, and his cock gave one more twitch. The first, thick rope of cum completely missed her mouth, instead coming up way too high and spurting into her eye. The next got to her metal mane, as well as sliding down onto her forehead. The third and final one though came directly into her mouth, and Button could feel the jolts of electricity that ran down the sexbot because of it.

Sweetie panted, keeping the cum in her mouth as her tongue played with it. It was salty and bitter, but she didn’t care. She only loved that she finally got to taste it. Finally got proof that stallions could, and were, getting off to her lewd body, and the jubilation from chat just stimulated the thought more, to the point that her cunt properly sucked the silk in, with the sound of it ripping being the only warning to any of the stallions watching that she was going to be able to keep most of them on.

Not that Button, who probably needed it the most, would get much time to take in anything or recharge, not when his youth helped to keep his cock raised high for the next round, even while the stallion doubted he could do much of anything. That was a personal problem to Sweetie though, whose entire sex drive was turned on as she stood over him, before than straddling the colt’s throbbing cock.

Sweetie was still her though, so despite how much she wanted to just slam down onto him. As much as she wanted her robotic womb to be filled to the brink with cum, this was her best friend. This was still her first time, and, more importantly, his, and he deserved more than a crazed sex bot.

So, as she slid down onto him, slowly taking every inch of his cock, her lips pressed against his. Her tongue found his and wrestled it to her own mouth, before wrapping it tight. She then turned on the vibrators there, sending tingles down Button’s spine as her hips ground against him. Like this, she felt full. She felt complete. She felt… almost satisfied.

Unfortunately for her, Button was a young guy, with a mare that was hotter than the sun, mostly figuratively, and a pussy clamped around his still very sensitive cock that currently was trying to milk him for all he was worth. It was far too much, and Button managed to be a one pump chump one more time

It took everything Sweetie had not to scream at him, especially as his eyes rolled back, and he mimicked what happened to her on her first stream. That was all that saved his life though. Well, that, and an idea to prove her words to her adoring audience.

So, after she put him on her bed and promised to herself to cuddle him, she went back to her chair, straddled her legs over her desk so the chat could see everything, including the cum that still leaked out of her, and she winked at them as on the screen they saw ‘Tell me how you’d fuck me better.’

A reply that made them roar in approval, and gave her many ideas on how to train Button so that he’d be able to do her better for her audience.