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Filthy Casual's Online Play

Another gamer girl OC piece written for a Twitter artist. This one’s from https://twitter.com/Doctor_Crafty/status/1200254167668920322  and their girl Filthy Casual, a chubby, casual but talented gamer who’s a sporting loser but a rowdy winner.

No idea why these gamer girls are so interesting to write for. Maybe just the surge of cute art and my loose interest in competing and fighting stories. Thought I’d tie in some webcam play in this one, since I technically got my start in gamer girls with my streaming goblin Kitchin back in the Haunted Rose. 


“What’s up, fans?! Thanks for showing up for tonight’s stream. It’s your fave Filthy Casual back for another night of down and dirty gaming!”

“Filthy” was just her screen name, of course, but given her fame on Twitch, more people knew her by her handle than her real name. Her swarm of fans logged in for her upbeat attitude, capable skills as a gamer, and a thick, jiggly bust just to seal the deal. She wore a tight-fitting purple top with the Konami code stretched across her tits, catching every wiggle of her chest while showing some of her pot belly poking out beneath. Her orange-red leggings clung to her thick thighs, just visible on cam as she adjusted her webcam and settled into her seat. She was certainly a chunky girl, but she had the curves to back it up. She wore broad glasses and freckles ran from her face down to her stomach (and presumably beyond). She always kept her hair in a wildly bushy blonde mane behind her. 

“So for those of you just joining in, you’re about to witness a special event!” Filthy went on as she beamed for the camera. “I’m signing in to meet up with Leetist_warrior, another streamer here on Twitch. She’s been calling me out for a while now, so I thought we’d let you all watch on either of our streams as I take her down a peg. We both got early access keys for Backalley Brawlers 2, we’re going to try it out and body the hell out of each other along the way.”

The streamers connected their accounts while Filthy quickly ran through the rules. They entered a Team Battle, where each of them picked three fighters. Once they were knocked out they continued the next round with their next fighter until someone ran out of characters. As an extra stipulation to the match, the streamers agreed that each round, the winner got to force the other to perform a punishment or dare of their choosing. The hype on social media had spread quickly, so there was a huge audience here for the show. 

“Alright, let’s get things rolling. Hold onto your shoulder buttons, my Filthy fans, cuz here we go!”

Filthy lead with her Sergeant Silver. The range-friendly soldier pulled his weight but she wasn’t expecting Leetist to lead with his main. She was quickly overwhelmed by the burning fists of Magnus as he landed twice as many combos as she could. She got a solid read on Leet, but she ate the first loss pretty quickly. 

“Alright,” she conceded. “GG. You got me good, Leet.” She set her controller on her desk, folding her arms patiently. Filthy Casual was a famously gracious loser, never one to make excuses or raise a fuss over a defeat.

“So go ahead. Name your prize.”

The ping came up on her Discord and she opened the message: “Lose the top.”

“Aw man. Seriously,” she groaned. With a heavy sigh, she lifted her shirt over her head. She still had her bright blue sports bra on as she pouted and folded her arms under her top. The jiggly and freckled cleavage bobbed around at the slightest movement. “There. You happy now? Cuz you’re not getting the shirt AND the bra out of that one.”

Leetist responded with a thumbs up emoji and loaded up the next round. Filthy sighed and focused as best she could on the game, bracing her hands as close to herself as she could without risking her belly or tits pushing on the buttons for her. Fortunately, she had planned to use her first pick to gauge her opponent. She had saved her best and her favorite for her second slot, letting the large Russian bear with a fuzzy hat and jetpack stomp into the stage with a roar.

“Alright, dude. Let’s see how you handle my Red Bearin’ game!” she boasted as the fight began. She had picked up on her opponent’s rhythm, and while she was indeed a casual, she didn’t lack talent. She pulled some impressive counters with the surprisingly quick grizzly bear. With a jet-powered divebomb, he drove Leetist’s latest fighter right into the dirt with a triumphant “KO!”

“WOOOOO! FUCK yea, homie! That’s how we do it!!”

Filthy was famous for being a good loser, but she was a terrible winner. She leapt out of her chair, having long learned that a wireless headset was her friend. She pumped her fists in the air, her belly and boobs jiggling in front of the camera as she jumped up and down. She backed off to enter a thrusting victory dance, sending her curves bouncing around for the camera. 

“Hell yea! Suck it, son! HOO!” Filthy hooted as she jumped up and down. She didn’t even notice she was bouncing so hard that one of her breasts wobbled out of her sports bra, bobbing her hard nipple in front of her fans. “Didn’t see that coming, did ya?! Admit it! Say I’m the best!” she demanded as she leaned into her desk, wiggling her hips excitedly as her jugs hung and filled up the lower half of her camera.

“You’re the best. Can we do round 3 now?”

The beaming Casual hesitated, frowning at his Leetist’s response. “Hmm. I guess that was a dare, huh? I might’ve wasted that one.”

She glanced over the chat and quirked an eyebrow.

<One of them popped out…>

<You have such a cute rack FC!>

<I’m donating as hard as I can for Filthy’s titties!>

<Nerf nerd boobs>

<I came!>

“What are you guys talking…? Oh crap!” Filthy spun around and struggled to stuff her plump boob back into her top. It involved a lot of wiggling her ass for the cam instead, but it felt better than outright flashing her followers. The donations were pouring in by the time she sat back down.

“Okay! After some SLIGHT technical difficulties, we’re back on track.” Filthy giggled, blushing cross her freckled cheeks and cleavage. “So let’s see what you’ve got, dude, cuz I’ve got Leet beat!”

Her challenger brought in his Master Shen, but not even the short and speedy old man could keep out of the reach of Filthy’s bear. A couple of spammed divebombs softened up Leetist up until she uppercutted him and juggled him with her Surface To Bear Missile super.

“WOO! We did it! Hell yea! FUCK yea! We’re back in the lead, babyyyy!”

Filthy clapped her hands as she leapt to her feet. She gyrated her hips as she turned in a slow circle, spiraling her arms over her head to wobble her rack and belly around. She planted her hands on her thighs and bent over, shaking her big, jiggling booty at the camera as her cheeks went wild. They only bounced further when she mockingly smacked her ass a few times for good measure.

The chubby blonde finally flopped back into her seat after another minute-long victory dance. She smiled wearily as she wiped some sweat from her forehead and tugged on her bra, airing out her cleavage from her sudden excited workout.

“Okay! Phew! Let’s actually think on this one,” she warned herself as she considered the chat. “How about this? I dare you to retweet and Like all my promotional posts and videos! Word of mouth and all that.”

Even calmer state of mind, Filthy wasn’t particularly cruel. Her phone buzzed with a few notifications as Leetist delivered on his end of the fairly mild dare.

“Ha! Nice start. I’ll send you a link to some more of them later. Now let’s wrap this up!”

Leetist played the last of his three fighters. If Filthy wasn’t truly a casual, she might have gotten more annoyed to see that he had selected Whackem. The extremely cartoony little catgirl carried a large and surprisingly effective squeaky hammer, making her frowned upon as a cheap pick among the pro community. All that Filthy knew was that the fans were drawing a lot of porn about her.

Filthy didn’t give it a second thought as she sent her damaged, rocket-powered bear after her. The small hitbox and long reach made Whackem hard to catch, letting Leetish dodge around her charges and intercept them with a heavy swing. Red Bearin’ couldn’t last for long as a rapid pummeling from Whackem’s hammer pounded her into the ground.

“Ah man,” Filthy sighed, slumping back into her seat with a fine sheen of sweat. “Tied back up. Alright. GG. Name your penalty.”

Filthy blushed again as “Rub your pussy on cam” came in over her messenger.

“Wh-what?! You can’t be serious! What kind of channel do you think this is!?” Filthy blurted. Her chat was already blowing up.

<Do iiiiiit!>

<Yes! Leetist is a genius!>

<I’m gonna cum again, y’all>

<I wanna see *blush*>

<F F F F F F>

<Booo. Don’t chicken out, Casual.>

“Well… if it’s for my FGC honor. And the views…” Filthy muttered. She squeezed herself back into her chair, raising her bare feet to rest on the edge of her chair. “Just for a little bit…”

The chubby gamer spread her legs, pursing her lips to steel herself against any shyness. She had her gamer honor to uphold and wouldn’t let herself back out now. It wasn’t like she wasn’t at least a little confident from spending all this time on camera already. She squeezed an arm across her stomach, cradling her boobs on top of it as she bounced them lightly. She let her other hand run down her leg and cup her crotch. It was warm and muggy from all her dancing and frantic playing, and between laying around shirtless and everyone watching her quivering curves, she was a little excited by it.

Filthy gave a soft coo as she palmed and rubbed her pussy, her thick hips squirming as she spread her fingers to let everyone see her dirty work. The tight-fitting pants were already clingy, only mashing into her panties harder than that as she continued to rub herself. A bit of wetness started to appear as she blushed and breathed heavier, eyes darting from the camera to staring off into space depending on how shy or aroused she was at the moment.

At one point she reached off camera and came back with an Xbox controller. She fiddled with something in the back before it started to vibrate, rubbing one of its curved handled across her crotch. Her lips parted in an excited gasp as her chat and donations went absolutely wild.

Filthy sucked in a quick breath and set it aside. “Ok. That’s enough,” she decided firmly. “You guys better send me any good screengrabs after all that.”

She wiped her hands off on her bra, getting rid of any sweat and precum that she could before grabbing her controller. “No telling what that perv will want next. I’m gonna win this match, gang! I must save my FGC pride and webcam virginity!” she declared dramatically. “Let’s do this, Kairi!”

After snapping a quick selfie, the cute Asian fighter turned to face Filthy’s opponent. The “Youtube martial artist” had struck a chord with Filthy right away, and while a fairly mid-tier character she had stuck with her. Her stunning lens flares, skirt-flashing kicks and diving butt-bumps turned out to be just what she needed to catch the little toon cat, cutting off her combos by capitalizing on her slow reaction time. Filthy stuck out on her tongue in focus as she leaned in, resting her boobs on her desktop as she struck her buttons as fast as she could. Whackem fought back and had her down to a quarter bar before a head-scissor grab spiked the cartoon into the ground.

“YES! WOO! Who’s the man!? Fuck that! Fuck you! I rule! You suck!”

Filthy broke into another celebratory rant as she jumped out of her seat, knocking it clean over with her bouncing and shaking ass. She pumped her hips side to side as she jiggled through another proud dance, bending over and shaking her bra-wrapped breasts in front of the camera before turning to shake her ass for the cam. Her big booty filled the screen, even as her intense shaking made her stretch pants slide down her ass and expose part of her pink thong.

“Hahaaaa! I can’t believe it! Did you see that shit?! Kiss it, mofo! Kiss the ass of the online champ and LOVE it, you little perv! Not catching me doing dirty THIS time!”

Filthy finally settled down as she leaned on her desk, grinning as her cleavage hung in front of the camera. “You want your dare, Leet? How about you change your channel’s name to ‘Weakest_Gamer’ for a month? Try a little rebranding, why don’t ya?!”

“Alright, fine. GG. You got lucky though!”

Filthy watched with a huge grin as Leetist did as she asked. She fixed her chair and sat back down, hands folded with excitement.

“Wow! Hell of a match, huh, fellow casuals? Glad you stuck with us for all that, and hope it was worth it. I’m gonna sign off… and probably go shower,” she added, tugging on her sweaty bra. “But remember to keep it filthy, fans. G’night.”

Filthy winked to the camera and clicked a few things before she slumped back into her chair. She considered her options for a moment before she wriggled in her seat. She pulled off her bra, letting her big boobs spill out. In her bent over position, they nearly rested on her stomach as she raised her knees. She tugged at her stretch pants and revealed her pink thong with the Bowser symbol on the crotch. She started to grope one of her breasts, crossing her arm across her chest as she slid her other hand inside her panties. She felt around until she reached the familiar spot, fingering herself as she teased her nipple. That excitement really had gotten her horny, so she was glad to get a bit of relief. Her breathing picked up, making her breasts and belly jiggle against her arms as she started to hump her fingers. Her eyes fluttered as her lips parted to breath deeply…

And noticed the light was still on in her webcam.

“Oh son of a-!” she blurted as she immediately pulled her hands off herself. She dove at the computer, slapping her webcam off its stand and fighting to switch it off as soon as possible. She finally collapsed on the floor, catching her breath once she was sure it was off for real. She groaned and broke into a thicker blush than ever. She was thrilled from her win and embarrassed from being seen like that. Still, some more pings came up on her phone, notifying her of the sudden explosion of donations and grateful messages she’d just received over Twitch during the last couple minutes.


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