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Chapter 1: The Obsession

Jennifer sat in the dim glow of her computer screen. Her average blonde hair was tied back in a messy ponytail. Her face was illuminated by the flickering chat window of Anna's Twitch stream. She was just another face in the digital crowd. An early fan, a loyal donor, but never once acknowledged. For years, Jennifer had poured her heart and wallet into Anna's content. The streamer was her everything. A beacon of charisma, wit, and that elusive e-girl aesthetic that made Jennifer's pulse quicken. Anna's streams were a mix of gaming, chit-chat, and ASMR whispers that sent shivers down Jennifer's spine. But it was more than that. It was a crush that bordered on obsession. A one-sided love affair fueled by late-night DMs that went unread and donations that earned only generic "thanks to the chat" shoutouts.

Tonight, Anna was live. Her dark red hair cascaded over her shoulders like a river of blood under the studio lights. She wore aviator-style glasses that perched on her nose. This gave her an intellectual edge that contrasted with her playful banter. Her makeup was flawless. A smokey eye with sharp winged liner made her green eyes pop. Her lips were painted in a cute berry shade, glossed to perfection. Long white nails tapped rhythmically on her keyboard as she navigated through a horror game. Her voice was a sultry mix of excitement and mock fear. "Oh no, chat, the monster's coming! Should I run or fight? Spam F for fight!"

Jennifer leaned forward. Her own body felt inadequate in comparison. She was average in every way. 5'5", a bit curvy from too many sedentary nights, with freckles dotting her nose that she hated. But Anna? From the rare glimpses in award show photos, Anna was fit, leggy, and blessed with curves that she hid under baggy hoodies and high-waisted pants on stream. Never revealing, always teasing. Jennifer had saved those photos. She zoomed in on the elegant dress hugging Anna's form. She imagined what lay beneath. Large breasts, toned legs. Perfection.

As the stream hit a lull, Anna stretched. Her voice was casual. "Alright, chat, BRB for a quick bathroom break. Don't go anywhere. Ads rolling!" The screen switched to a looping sponsor spot. Jennifer's heart raced. This was her moment. She'd found the spell online. It was buried in a shady forum for "reality hackers." A …