Dirty DMs The New World of SwapTech chapter 6 by swapticon

After ending the stream—still riding high on subs and compliments—Byron’s curiosity got the better of him. Luna’s inbox was just there, glowing with notifications. He bit his lip and clicked.

Most messages were friendly:

“Queen, your eyeliner slayed today.”
“When’s your next pole vid?? I need it like air.”

But then they got… bolder.

“Still thinking about that one stream where you did the splits. 👀”
“You ever let fans tip for private content? Asking for a friend. (The friend is my d***.)”
“Luna, if you ever want to do a couple’s swap… I got a girl who’s into it. I’ll even take your old bod if you're done with it.”

Byron stared, wide-eyed. “Damn.”

There were shirtless mirror pics from fans. One guy had sculpted abs and held a sign that said Make Me Your Sleeve. Another wrote:

“I volunteer my body to science. Specifically, to your experiments.”

Byron didn’t know whether to laugh or take notes.

Then he found a folder labeled “Loyal Subs (Do Not Open Unless Horny)”.

He opened it.

Immediately shut it.

“Okay. So this is way beyond Twitch,” he said aloud, face flushed.

Ping.

Luna (in Byron’s body): You peeked, didn’t you?

Byron: I had to!

Luna: You good?

Byron: I mean… I might need a moment alone.

Luna: Knew it. Just don’t send anyone nudes with my face. I’ve got a brand to protect. 😘

Byron sank into the gamer chair, fanning himself. “I’m in over my head.”