Patron Reward: Command Grab's Birthday Bash (Patreon)

A last minute reward based on Nuclear Wasabi's gamer girl. The smug FGC gal goes to the neighbor's party looking to score some easy wins but does count on a few surprises popping up.

I'd been meaning to write more Command Grab for a while anyway, with a few half-started pieces laying around. Hopefully can get around to more in the future.

Command Grab was always focusing on her gaming as much as she could. Sometimes it was practice, sometimes it was streaming, other times she was just running combos through her head while she was at work. She got in practice whenever she could, but more than anything, she loved racking up wins.

When she found a letter in her mailbox from her landlord, she was briefly worried. She quickly returned to bored as she realized it was an invitation to their son’s birthday party. She rolled her eyes at the thought. She spent enough time watching kids at her job, so she wasn’t interested in hanging out with more snot-nosed brats with no gaming skills to speak of.

The last thought lingered with her for a while. She didn’t have anything to do that day, and she knew that where there were chumps, there were wins...

CG went through some token gestures of genuinely attending the party. She greeted her landlord and gave a quick “Happy birthday” to the son himself. She didn’t have a reason to actually remember his name, so she always thought of him as LS for short in her head.

He was a short boy with tan skin a shade or two darker than Command Grab’s. He wore some loose sweatpants and a hoodie, and while he was around half her height his hair was just as long as the gamer girl’s. Several piercings were in each ear, something that made CG cringe behind his back. She didn’t want anything to do with the little poser, but she had to pay rent to his parents so she kept up some polite airs as best she could. He, on the other hand, went right for a hug and made it last a little longer than she’d liked.

CG had come in her casual attire of leggings and a tight gray t-shirt. Her dark, purplish hair was left to hang low, just above her wide hips. The bratty gamer’s thick curves and huge bust were plenty visible in her snug outfit, but she was used to getting all sorts of attention from it. In fact, she counted on it to maintain some of her stream’s fans.

As the biggest girl there (besides her landlady), she had little trouble drawing the boys into going a few rounds in Street Fighter. Command Grab might have plenty of excuses and a fair amount of skill, but she was never one for mercy.

“Fuck yea! Get good or get owned, bitch!” Command Grab bragged as she pounded a guest into the digital ground.

Her Zangeif game was on point as she threw, kicked and piledrove anyone who accepted her challenge. The latest challenger had resorted to blocking and hoping she would slip up, but that just made it easier for her to grapple him with her namesake grapples. She knocked his Cammy into the air before smashing him with a Spinning Lariat that brought up the satisfying “KO! PERFECT!”

“Fuckin’ smoked!” CG laughed triumphantly.

The parents had to step out for a while and Command Grab assured them that she could watch the brats for a half hour. Only because it made things that much easier for her to shit-talk them while she devastated the less experienced players in her game of choice.

LS whistled from somewhere just behind her. She grimaced as she suspected he was looking at her ass before he spoke.

“You really know how to toss a guy around,” the short boy pointed out.

He sat down next to the pale blonde boy she’d just crushed. The last boy gave up his controller with a defeated slump to his shoulders.

“Uh, yea. I’m a pro gamer, bro. I kind of know what I’m doing.”

CG was far from the best out there, but she fared well in local tournaments and had an alright online ranking. She was never one for the big leagues but she could smack down any casual who came her way.

“Maybe you just haven’t had a good enough opponent,” LS said with a sly smile.

“And you think you’re that guy? Dream on,” CG scoffed.

“I’ve trashed the best and you’re not it.”

“Wanna make a bet on it?”

The confident young man smirked up at her, running his eyes over her thick figure.

“If you win, I give you all my birthday money from my relatives. I win, then I get to do anything I want with you.”

CG grimaced at the little perv, but she knew how well-off his family was. Whatever he was betting wasn’t a small amount. More than that, her ego and her temper won out over everything else.

“You’re on, loser. Just no takebacks when I fucking school you.”

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“WHAT THE SHIT?!”

CG had already lost her first round and the second wasn’t looking better. It wasn’t a total landslide but she was struggling to keep up at all with LS’ shocking skills with Rainbow Mika. He slipped past her defenses again and again before punishing her with some combos.

The boys were all cheering him on, happy to see their former opponent being smacked around on screen. Zangeif was left on his feet in a paralyzed daze as CG mashed her buttons trying to break out.

“Come on come on come on,” she chanted but the camera zoomed in as Mika smacked her ass.

LS went right into his super, ending the match with the curvy wrestler girls sandwiching Zangeif’s face between their thick booties.

“KO!”

CG dropped her controller, completely in shock by the decisive loss. The rest of the partiers were awed into silence before they erupted into cheers.

“That’s… that’s some bulshit!” CG immediately protested.

“What’s with that cheap spamming shit!? And you had to give me this crap controller when my hands were all sweaty from playing everybody else… no deal!”

The boys booed all around her. LS just folded his arms and smiled confidently at CG. She sputtered some more objections while the boy looked back at her entirely unwavering. Finally, she ran out of excuses.

“Should have said that before the match started,” LS stated calmly.

He jerked a thumb back towards a door.

“Now how about we take this in the bedroom?”

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With the way LS acted around Command Grab, it was no surprise what he wanted. She took some small consolation in the fact that it was done in privacy. The other boys could be heard whistling and jeering from outside as CG sat on the edge of the boy’s cushy bed.

“So let’s get started,” LS chimed as he tugged his sweatpants down.

“Yea, yea. Whatever. I can take your shrimpy little brat dick. Not the first bet I’ve had HOLY FUCK!”

The landlord’s son kicked off his pants, fully exposing the massive dick nearly as long as his leg. It was full and thick and CG was blown away to see the brat was packing that much meat. She’d never seen anyone so hung, even on someone her own age.

“There a problem?” LS asked as he climbed into the bed.

He saw how CG’s eyes moved to follow his swinging dick.

“Not… uh, no. Take your stupid prize or whatever.”

“That’s the spirit!”

The boy laughed and moved in close enough that his dick prodded CG’s thigh. She swallowed hard before removing her leggings, taking the hint well enough. He wanted what a good half of her fans wanted, so it wasn’t hard to guess. She took off her bottoms and laid back, spreading her chubby thighs with a look that told him to get it over with.

Despite her annoyed expression, it vanished as soon as LS’s dick slid inside her. The footlong slab of manmeat filled her from side to side and quickly bottomed out inside her, making her eyes go wide. She shuddered as her thighs instinctively closed around LS’ hips, holding his cock inside her.

“Like that, do ya?” he asked knowingly.

LS hooked his hands under her juicy thighs and tilted them higher up. He leaned further over her, leaning his bodyweight deeper into her pussy. She gasped as even more of his giant cock slid inside her, pinning her with its piston-like thrusts. CG’s eyes fluttered and her mouth hung agape, shocked by the power behind his cock. Her breasts bobbed beneath her top, rippling at the deep penetration.

“Now that’s some nice birthday cake,” LS hummed.

He smacked CG’s upturned ass, making her thick booty jiggle. The brunette shuddered as the stinging slap brought her back from her dumbstruck senses. She moaned dizzily as his hammer of a cock kept filling her up. It started to come with a wet slurping sound as her pussy grew wet and eager for the deep dicking coursing through her loins.

“You’re looking kind of hot down there. Let me help you out of that.”

LS caught and pulled CG’s top off, making her fat tits bounce more freely out in the open. He groped her tits and the gamer girl bit her lip as merely brushing her hard nipples left her looking ready to burst.

“Fuck… shit…” Command Grab cursed, overwhelmed with surprising pleasure more than outrage.

“Whether it’s gaming or fucking, you’ve still got a mouth on you, huh?”

LS pumped her full in a mating press position as CG’s eyes rolled back. She let out a strained gurgling noise as she found herself cumming her brains out. She shuddered from head to toe, gushing her warm juices over as much of his dick as she could fit inside her. Her legs latched onto him tighter, which made it all the easier for him to fill her up with cum of his own. His thick seed sprayed into her, flooding her pussy with semen. The pulpy cream caked her pussy and ran down her thighs in a messy cream pie as she rambled nonsense in a cum-soaked daze.

“F-fuuuuck! You horny… brat...”

CG found just enough strength to spit out one last moment of complaining. LS laughed as he pulled out of her with a wet squelch, lengthening the trail of jizz running out of her.

“You look like you’ve had enough. Lucky you, I’ve had enough presents for today.”

CG gave a weary squeal of a sigh. Her legs were still stuck up in the air before she even thought to let them flop down to his bed. The naked and fucked silly gamer was absolutely spent.

“Which is why I thought I could hand out some party favors instead.”

CG’s eyes went wide as LS opened the door. The rest of his guests had been leaning in close to it, listening in on the action. They looked just as surprised to see their pantsless champion standing in the door.

“Since you said you’d do whatever I asked, I’m asking you to keep my guests happy. Go ahead, boys. Don’t let anybody say the champ doesn’t share.”

“What?! W-wait a second!” Command Grab rambled. She was barely able to put her cumbrain together long enough for form a couple sentences.

“That doesn’t count!”

The boys were all sick and tired of her excuses, so they didn’t hesitate to hurry into his room and share LS’ prize. The drooling boy with short brown curls climbed onto her upper half before she had the wits about her to try and protest. He wedged his cock between her fat and juicy tits, humping away rapidly. Their jiggling and his enthusiastic thrusts soon had him gasping in pleasure and shooting a fresh load of cum over her face and cleavage.

A tan boy was next, using her gawking mouth for his own pleasure. Any listless gripes she had left were smothered out by his smooth cock and balls plunging into her big mouth, muffled by yet another orgasmic burst of his seed.

The two blond friends of the birthday boy used her next. The one couldn’t wait to find out what her pussy was like, gladly taking LS’ sloppy seconds. He added his seed to the creamy mess before the last boy mounted CG’s meaty ass, humping away as he mounted her in a drooling, listless doggy style.

“F-fucking twerps,” CG managed to squeak out as they left her exhausted and messy body collapsed in LS’ room.

They went back to their party, and by the time his parents returned home they were mostly impressed with how calm and well-behaved the boys all were. Command Grab was barely conscious while LS explained that CG was just resting in his room, and that she’d make an ideal babysitter if they ever needed someone to help watch out for him.