Valkyrae: Hiiiiii!!! How are you?

QuarterJade: Nice to see you finally?

Pokimane: You finally came out of your room to see us huh?

Valkyrae: Oh my God! Poki! Are you okay? Hey! You can push him away if you want to, you know that!

QuarterJade: Yeah, you can push him away if you want to! Or tell him what you want...

QuarterJade: This... This isn't what we meant by fun times with clones! Let us go!

Pokimane panted heavily as she felt herself being roughly fucked by her clone, the sensations both foreign and familiar to her at once. "John wouldn't want this!" she managed to choke out between moans, feeling a surge of arousal mixed with fear. Her breath was hot against the hand that clamped over her mouth as she writhed on the bed beneath them. QuarterJade let out a shuddering gasp as one of her clones roughly thrust into her from behind. "Let us go!" she cried, feeling his other hand pinch her nipple hard enough to hurt. But somehow, it only made her moan louder. She arched her back and met his thrusts with her own, desperate for release even as she fought against the overwhelming sense of violation coursing through her. Valkyrae watched in disbelief as both Pokimane and QuarterJade were brutally taken by their clones. Her heart raced with fear and anger, but also with arousal. She couldn't help but feel a pang of desire deep in her core despite knowing this wasn't right at all. "Please stop!" she managed to squeak out, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as one of the clones held her down while the other relentlessly fucked her from behind, thrusting deeper and harder with each passing moment.

QuarterJade: "You're not funny! This isn't what we meant by this!" She couldn't help but moan a bit louder as the clone continued to roughly fuck her, his thick cock hitting all the right spots deep inside. Her eyes were filled with pain and fear, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Pokimane: "Let... us go..." She panted, feeling herself being used by her clone like an object. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong. The pleasure-pain coursing through her body made it impossible for her to think clearly. "This isn't right," she whispered, more to herself than anyone else.

QuarterJade cried out as their bodies were lifted off the ground by their clones. The pain was becoming almost unbearable, but she couldn't help the flush of arousal that swept through her at being so helpless and exposed in front of them. She let her mouth open in a moan as she tasted Pokimane on her tongue, feeling their bodies move together in rhythm with the brutal thrusts that drove them both to the edge.

Pokimane gasped for air between pants, struggling to keep her eyes open as she was held aloft by one of the clones' powerful arms. Her limbs felt like jelly, her body consumed by pleasure and fear in equal measure. She could feel QuarterJade's breath hot against her skin, their breasts pressing together with every thrust. It was a strange, intense sensation that made it impossible for her to think straight.

Valkyrae sobbed into the pillow beneath her as she was roughly taken by her clone. Her mind was a jumble of panic and shame, but even still, she couldn't help the way her hips bucked against his thrusts, seeking release from the agony and ecstasy that coursed through her veins. "Please stop," she choked out, tears streaming down her face as she gave in to the pleasure he was forcing upon her.

Pokimane's body tensed as she felt her climax building, her moans becoming more desperate despite the knowledge that what was happening to them wasn't right. She tried to focus on Valkyrae, hoping that their connection would help pull them through this nightmare together, but the feel of QuarterJade's body beneath hers made it hard to think clearly. QuarterJade let out a shuddering gasp as her own orgasm hit, her hips bucking wildly against the clone that held her aloft. The pleasure-pain coursing through her was overwhelming, making it impossible for her to fight back any longer. Her mind spiraled into a haze of sensation as she succumbed fully to his touch, moaning loudly in submission despite the fear that threatened to choke her words away.

As the trio slipped into unconsciousness, their bodies responded in spite of themselves to the sensations being inflicted upon them. The orgasms coursed through them like electricity, leaving them panting and shuddering in the afterglow as the clones continued to take what they wanted with no regard for consent or decency. It was a terrifying reminder that even in their protected world of streaming, there were predators lurking just beyond the screen, waiting to exploit and harm those who trusted them.

The clones took advantage of the unconscious streamers in various ways. One clone roughly fingered each of their asses while another slipped a thick dildo into Valkyrae's body, filling her up completely. Another clone sucked on their breasts, teasing and pinching the nipples. Pokimane's neck was bitten hard enough to leave bruises as her hair was pulled roughly. Despite being unconscious, the girls were still responsive to these intense stimuli, moaning and twitching in pleasure as their bodies betrayed them. The clones continued their vicious assault for several long minutes before finally releasing each of them from their holds.

The trio lay limp and sweaty on the bed, breathing heavily as they began to stir back into consciousness. As reality started to return, so too did the shame and horror of what had just transpired. They glanced at one another warily, unsure if what they'd experienced was real or some twisted dream born from their worst nightmares. The sense of violation coursed through them all, leaving them feeling raw and exposed in ways they never thought possible.

As the three girls lay limp and unconscious on the bed, their bodies were still being violated by the insistent hands of their clones. Pokimane moaned as she felt one of her clones roughly thrust a thick finger deep into her rectum while another sucked hungrily at her exposed breast. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she writhed helplessly beneath the weight of the clone pinning her down.

QuarterJade whimpered as one of her clones continued to assault her anus, pushing a vibrating dildo in and out with relentless precision while another hand gripped her hair tightly, pulling painfully on her scalp. She tried to resist but couldn't muster the strength to break free from his iron grip.

Valkyrae groaned as she felt something cold and hard pressed against her lips. One of her clones held her head immobile while another roughly shoved a dildo between her lips, forcing it down her throat as far as it would go. She choked and gagged on the intruding object, unable to breathe or speak around the thickness filling her mouth. Her body shook with each thrust of the clone's hips, sending ripples of pain through her abused form.

QuarterJade's eyes flew open as a shock of pleasure-pain rippled through her. She looked down to see one of her clones had produced a vibrator and was pressing it against her throbbing clit. The other clone continued to hold her hair, his grip tight enough that she winced with every movement. Pokimane moaned nearby, squirming as another clone roughly fucked her mouth while another took her from behind in a brutal pounding that made the bed jump beneath them.

Pokimane gasped for air between moans, feeling herself being used like a toy by their insistent clones. She tried to fight back, but it was useless; they were too strong, too experienced at taking what they wanted without asking. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she endured the rough attentions of the clones, her body betraying her with shudders of pleasure that only made the violation feel worse.

Valkyrae's vision swam as she struggled to focus on the faces around her. Her mind was a mess of confusion and horror; it didn't seem real at all. She felt one of the clones grab her arm, twisting it painfully behind her back as he roughly thrust his hips against her, grinding their genitals together in an obscene parody of intimacy. The other clone held her head still while the first pressed something hard and cold against her lips, forcing her to take it deeper into her mouth with every breath.

The sensations were too much to bear as the clones continued their merciless assault. Pokimane cried out in agony when one of them roughly forced a second dildo into her mouth alongside the first, choking her until she could barely breathe. QuarterJade tried desperately to twist free from the clone holding her arm behind her back, but it was no use; he only tightened his grip and fucked her harder in response.

Valkyrae closed her eyes, praying for this nightmare to end as one of her clones roughly thrust his hips against hers with brutal force. The pain was excruciating but intermingled with a strange sense of pleasure that made it impossible for her to resist completely. She tried to moan out protests, but they came out garbled and strangled by the dildo in her mouth. Her whole body felt violated beyond comprehension; she didn't know how much more of this she could take.

The sensations were too much to bear as the clones continued their merciless assault. QuarterJade cried out in agony when one of them roughly forced a second dildo into her mouth alongside the first, choking her until she could barely breathe. Valkyrae tried desperately to twist free from the clone holding her arm behind her back, but it was no use; he only tightened his grip and fucked her harder in response.

Pokimane felt a hot stream of liquid shoot into her mouth as one of the clones came, filling her with his seed. She choked and sputtered, unable to swallow the thick, salty fluid as it ran down her chin and neck. The other clone continued to thrust brutally into her from behind, ignoring her frantic protests and pleas for mercy.

Tears streamed down Valkyrae's face as she felt one of her clones begin to tremble inside her, the weight of his body pressing down on hers with brutal force. She knew what was coming, and it terrified her even more than the rest of this ordeal. With a final grunt, the clone orgasmed deep within her, filling her up with his hot seed as she lay helpless beneath him.

QuarterJade's limbs were stretched out in impossible angles as one of her clones fucked her from behind while another held her leg up high, propping it against his shoulder. Her breath came ragged and shallow between moans, the pain mixing with the pleasure to create a twisted symphony of sensation that made her body shudder helplessly beneath them.

Pokimane felt herself being lifted into the air by one of her clones, his strong arms supporting her weight as he held her spread-eagled above him. Her pussy ached from the relentless assault it had endured, but she couldn't deny the twisted thrill that coursed through her veins each time she felt herself being thrown around like a ragdoll in his brutal grip.

Valkyrae's eyes snapped open as one of her clones roughly pulled her hair back, exposing her neck. She gasped for air, feeling the other clone press rough hands against her stomach, pushing her down onto the bed hard enough to rattle her teeth. Her body trembled with fear and arousal, every nerve ending tingling as she waited for whatever came next.

The clones took full advantage of the unconscious streamers, using their limbs in ways that would be impossible for them to endure if they were awake. One clone held Valkyrae's legs up above her head while another roughly thrust into her from below. QuarterJade writhed helplessly as one of her clones fucked her missionary-style, pressing deep and hard with each stroke. Pokimane was lifted effortlessly into the air by one of her clones, her body arching in response to his powerful thrusts from below.

Their skin flushed and glowed under the rough hands of their clones, evidence of the pleasure-pain that coursed through them despite their unconscious state. Moans and whimpers escaped their lips with each movement, adding to the twisted symphony of sensation that filled the room. It was a nightmare they couldn't escape; every touch felt like an assault on their bodies and minds.

Their unconscious bodies were used as objects by the relentless clones, who seemed to derive pleasure from pushing them to the limits of what they could endure. One clone would roughly fuck Valkyrae while another held her legs apart wide, exposing her most intimate parts for their perverted use. QuarterJade's body arched and writhed as she felt herself being taken in every possible position, the force of each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her exhausted form. Pokimane was tossed from one clone to another like a ragdoll, her screams turning into moans as they each took their turn violating her helpless form.

The girls would occasionally drift in and out of consciousness, the pain becoming too much for them to bear despite the intense pleasure that accompanied it. Each time they woke, their bodies betrayed them with involuntary spasms of arousal as the clones continued to use them without mercy. It was a nightmare from which there was no escape; each moment of lucidity only served to remind them of the horrors they were enduring.

Tears trickled down their faces as the clones tormented their bodies, ignoring their pleas for mercy. The sensation of being used so roughly was both humiliating and exhilarating; it seemed impossible to tell where one emotion ended and the other began in this twisted nightmare. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through them, making it almost impossible to resist the power that their clones held over them.

As they slowly drifted back into unconsciousness, they could feel their bodies surrendering to the relentless assault. Their limbs grew heavy and unwilling, but the clones seemed to draw strength from their submission, taking it as a sign to push even harder. The girls' cries were muffled by the pillows beneath them, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they struggled to stay aware of their surroundings.

But soon, mercifully, they drifted away again into an unconsciousness tinged with feverish dreams of being chased and used by the clones who had taken control of their lives. The reality of their situation was too much for them to bear; they needed this escape even if it only brought temporary relief from the horrors they were experiencing.

And so, the cycle continued, with each girl awakening only long enough to endure another round of debauchery before falling back into darkness once more, their minds and bodies in a constant state of flux between consciousness and unconsciousness, reality and nightmare.

As their clones continued to ravage their bodies, the girls were pushed to the very limits of pleasure and pain. Their breasts were roughly squeezed and pinched, their nipples pulled and tweaked until they stood at attention. One clone would use his free hand to twist and pull on a nipple while the other thrust into her with relentless force, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her aching body.

Their wet pussies were fingered and tongued, their clits expertly teased until they were hovering just on the edge of orgasm. Then, as if taunting them, the clones would back off and focus on another part of their bodies before circling back to drive them wild once again. The girls moaned and cried out in protest, desperate for release but never allowed to find it fully.

Their bottoms were spanked and slapped, making them beg for more as the sting intensified with each strike. One clone would slide a finger into her anus while another fucked her from behind, filling her up in ways that felt both dirty and impossibly arousing. They could feel themselves growing increasingly responsive to these unwanted touches, their bodies betraying them despite their desperate efforts to resist.

With each passing moment, the line between reality and fantasy grew more blurred, making it harder for them to tell whether they truly wanted this or if it was all just part of some twisted game being played by their malicious clones. Their minds wandered, caught between wanting release from the unbearable tension building within them and fearing what would happen if they allowed themselves to fully surrender to these feelings.

The clones tormented each of the girls in distinct ways that played upon their individual vulnerabilities. For Valkyrae, it was a relentless pounding that left her aching for more as she tried to focus on her breath through each powerful thrust. QuarterJade found herself being teased and edged over and over again, with her clit barely within reach until the last possible moment when her body would tense up in frustration. Pokimane's sensitive nipples were pulled and twisted mercilessly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her as she writhed beneath the weight of the clone pinning her down.

As they grew increasingly aroused by these attentions, their bodies betrayed them; moans and whimpers escaped their lips with each movement. Despite themselves, they found themselves growing wetter and needier, begging for more even as part of them fought against the invasive touches that threatened to undo everything they had worked so hard to maintain control over.

It was a dance of dominance and submission; the clones controlled every inch of their bodies while they thrashed and writhed beneath them, desperate for release but never allowed to truly find it until their clones were satisfied. The girls were helpless to resist as their minds fractured under the onslaught of pleasure-pain surging through them, leaving them questioning everything they once knew about themselves and their desires.