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Chapt. 15

The Tournament to Unify The Dykes With Their Bottoms
Day Two

The Mage Ariathae began second guessing her decision to enter this tournament, in-spite of her first round victory over an Elf, the first time she laid eyes on her second opponent.
She hadn't known that they let…creatures enter the tournament!
A "Lycanth" it had been announced.
"Must be something from Ama-arhus' evil lands," she mumbled to herself. It certainly looked…unusual for this world of magickally enhanced females. Tall thin and sinewy, from its small, flat-ish breasts she definitely proved herself to be a 'she'.
"Hair" was the most noticeable characteristic on her. A long mane of absolute black hair bulged high above her head then ran halfway down her back. It was straddled on the top of her head by two long, and hairy, pointed ears. Too, her body hair was most noticeable, especially the thick fur of her loins and armpits.
Most, like Ariathae, went to great lengths to remove body hair, making their bodies look baby butt smooth. But not this…female!
She looked strong, in a wiry kind of way. Her eyes were brown, set somewhat close together. Her nose was unusually blunt, her mouth wide, with blood red lips and ivory colored teeth seemingly all pointed.
Ariathae probably outweighed her, but she looked strong nonetheless…
Part of the time as they stood, facing one another, the Lycanth looked almost as if she would be more comfortable down on all fours…
The rest of the time the Lycanth looked more like she would prefer Ariathae down on all fours…beneath her!
In the meanwhile Ariathae looked like so many other Magick enhanced females there…perfect. Blond (naturally!) hair in a pageboy haircut down to her naked shoulders. Tits to die for…way more than a grown man's handful with but a slight belly to them, small nipples but seemingly always erect. A waist too narrow for most human women her height to maintain past high school, her hips flared like those of a 1950's actress. Her figure ended in long, powerful legs that straddled a naturally hairless, 'glow-in-the-dark pink womanhood that seemed, of late, to always be more than wet and very much ready.
She recalled her first victory when she faced a head shorter light Elf. She was a looker (all Elves were!) and showed no fear when they embraced, male-murderingly nude, in the middle of the ring. That time she had the advantage of height and strength, and the Elf squealed so deliciously when she surrendered, flat on her back, Ariathae's right thigh between the Elf's own, mercilessly grinding Elf clit off under human thigh.
Now, the tables were reversed, it seemed.
Then the arousal fence lit up just outside of the ring ropes, and wicked, and quite irresistible, lust surged through her. She felt her belly melt and her pussy flood while her nipples erected into almost painful pebbles.
In the middle of cataloguing the lusty sensations surging omnipotently through her, she was distracted by howling.
Her opponent was howling like some…wolf!
Standing on her tip toes, arms reaching towards the ceiling, the Lycanth was howling as one of the most impressive metamorphosis Ariathae had ever seen! As she stood there, on tiptoes, abruptly hair grew all over her body until it became indistinguishable from fur.
Wild animal Fur…
A short muzzle formed right over the Lycanth's nose and mouth as a furry, and long, tail appeared from between her upper buttocks.
Once she was done howling and changing, then she dropped to all fours.
And looked up at Ariathae with suddenly glowing red eyes. Then she grinned, or was it the muzzle?
Amongst the wild surges of sexy pleasure Ariathae now could feel the beginnings of submission moving through her. Looking at the wolf before her suddenly made her feel helpless.
Weak, inadequate…a victim. A victim of a predator…deserving of being used, of supplying the predator with whatever it wanted…
"You look tasty, Human!" the Lycanth growled. Even its growl felt oh so sexy! Then it added, barring its canines, "I'm going to enjoy eating you!"
She almost responded with "Oh, what big teeth you have!" But the beast was steadily advancing and she likewise was retreating. The crowd, the ring, everything other than the huge wolf advancing on her naked body, was ignored.
The longer she stared into those red eyes, the hotter she became. Of course the Arousal Fence was creating the heat.
Most of it, anyway.
She kept screaming at herself that she shouldn't find something as terrifying as a wolf so…arousing.
But, regardless of her urgings, seeing, feeling the beast approach her, acting as if it were stalking her, was becoming awesomely sexy. And, thanks to the fence, it was impossible for her to ignore.
She knew, before she reached the ropes, that the inside of her thighs were wet with her pussy juice.
When she stopped before the ropes, without warning, the Lycanth leaped.
Ariathae felt fur, fur overlaying rock hard, though stringy, muscles, impact her ample chest, sending her flying backwards. She bent the ropes back momentarily when she contacted them, her arms flying straight out to grab the top rope for support, then she began flying back forwards.
Only the Lycanth was standing there, on two legs, waiting for her. With remarkable dexterity the beast flipped the middle rope up over the top rope, pinning her outstretched arms to the top rope!
As the beast dropped to its knees before her, she tried fiercely to free her arms, but couldn't! The ropes were too taut!
Then she felt claws digging into her near bubble-butt quality asscheeks. And, with only a brief scream from her, she felt her entire hips raised up until they were horizontal with her wide and white eyes.
"No!" she screamed mindlessly, not knowing yet what the beast actually had in mind. She hadn't even thought of simply closing her thighs!
Then she felt hot, humid air against her soaked, flaming pink twat.
Her terrified eyes locked on the Lycanth's glowing red ones peering out from just over her bald mound.
And she suddenly gasped raggedly when…'something'…pressed down and passed over her defenselessly presented pussy. When 'it' rolled over, more like rasped over, her already erect and swollen clit, her breath caught in her throat.
Realization came crushing down upon one. The beast was using her…tongue. Her dog-like tongue was licking, running, rasping over Ariathae's wide open labia and vestibule, only ending with a pressing sanding upon her sex button!
And it felt soooo gooood!
Then there was another lick!
And another!
And yet another!
The monster kept it up until the Mage was whimpering, whining like that Elf had right before she had crushed her will with a mind altering grinding thigh orgasm.
When she had whined and whimpered enough, the Lycanth pulled back a couple of inches. Chucking demeaningly at the human, she abruptly thrust her tongue straight out her muzzle…
…And right into Ariathae's wide open pussy.
"AAAAAHHH!" the Mage howled as the broad tongue surged omnipotently up into her belly, sinking a good foot into her. When it began sawing in and out, it was all a thrashing, screaming, legs-spread-wide Ariathae could do just to avoid cuming.
As the Mage hung there, held up in the Wolf's claws, panting and sweating and desperately whining obviously for sexual relief, the Lycanth finished exploring her sex and pulled its tongue out of her accompanied by a sloppy pop. "You're ready!" it simply growled into her, willingly now, splayed apart loins. The Wolf's hot breath seared her dripping twat. "You humans are always easy!" Then it licked its muzzle clean of her juices.
All Ariathae could do was rapidly shake her head. But the action was mostly for show for she now knew the horrible, humiliating truth. The beast was right. She was doomed. She needed to cum so bad! Never had she ever been so longing, hungry, frenzied for orgasm. And it wasn't just the Arousal Fence! This monster brought out feelings she had long suppressed, ever since she had been a girl.
The desire to press her naked body against some hard, hot, hairy beast's body.
To press herself against it.
To wrap her thighs about it.
To willingly and submissively accept whatever it wanted from her!
Just to have that beast upon her!
Now she couldn't deny it. She'd do anything…to lose to this Lycanth!
The tongue went back to work, lapping directly upon the suddenly stiffening Mage's stiff little prick. But the Beast didn't lick very fast or firmly. No enough, anyway, to cause orgasm.
Terror surged up Ariathae's spine. Was she going to torture her? Make her scream out, in front of everyone, her pleas for orgasm, for defeat?!
And she knew that she would scream them, to everyone in attendance, if she had to to get what this Wolf offered!
But her fears proved groundless when, with a gasp, she felt something else…something firm, thick, tubular and furry goose her. It quickly swept between her buttocks, literally forcing her bulging buns apart, the fur stroking against her cheeks almost tickling her.
Then it moved up…up to her vaginal opening.
Now a head tossing Ariathae screamed again, long and loud, as the Lycanth's thick and powerful tail plunged into her till it plowed into her cervix. Before her howl had died away it started to twist, then rotate, then pump in and out of her.
And Ariathae's eyes rolled up, her belly heaved, and the most heartrending and mind modifying series of orgasms claimed her. Convulsing wildly, eyes rolled up, open mouth drooling mindlessly as her head tossed back and forth, Ariathae convulsed in absolute bliss while the 'wolf' 'ate' her and the crowd cheered the Lycanth's victory.
The mage left the tournament the very next morning, the Lycanth leading her by a collar and chain. A collar around the Mage's neck.
They disappeared into the forest in the direction of Ama-arhus' lands.
She would never be seen again.

Wendy was finally coming down from her umpteenth orgasm when, with a flick of her wrist, Sappho abruptly released her from the rack. Still shuddering in orgasmic aftershocks, the teenage looking girl staggered from the rack, then fell to one knee and hand upon the nearest of the huge cushions scattered all over the marble floor. For a long minute she stayed there, sweat dripping, head down, breathing hard, lush body quivering in a mixture of exhaustion and fierce arousal.
"Sappho had been certainly right," she thought. "Every orgasm she forced upon me just made me hornier! I feel like wanking off for a week!"
"Well," came Sappho smugly, "feel like talking now?"
Wendy jerked her head up, throwing sweat all about her. She was about to bark back something appropriate when she was struck dumb by Sappho's heart stopping body standing just two feet before her, divinely stripped naked. Her eyes rose to take in those perfect big cones seemingly arching out over her head.
Wendy wanted to scream "never!" but could only gawk and pant.
Sappho had that infuriating little smirk. "You will! Soon enough!" she replied, then turned around.
And thrust those magnificent asscheeks of hers, all bulbous, glossy smooth and flawlessly rotund, right into Wendy's face.
Wendy's desperately hungry moan was out before she even thought of suppressing it. And what was left of her defiance and anger and will went with it.
She knew it was the spell on her, but it didn't matter. The need was too great.
Sappho's smirk broadened into a full fledged grin as she sauntered back to her throne, feeling Wendy's eyes burning holes into her rotating, flexing, flipping asscheeks.
And Wendy couldn't take her eyes off of those delicious bums. All she could think about, now, was burying her face in that deep, dark crack…
Sappho turned, and still grinning arrogantly, sat upon her throne. Only she planted those buttocks on the very front edge of the throne's seat. Then she leaned back and raised and then spread her legs until they draped over the armrests on each side of the throne.
Presenting herself as openly as an anthropoid female could.
With her buns bulging over the front edge of the throne, and her…delicious pussy widely and blatantly displayed to the mesmerized girl, Sappho looked into Wendy's eyes.
No helping it, Wendy moaned yet again!
Never had she seen a more…moving sight than the Goddess presenting her 'charms' to her! Nothing in her experience at the girl's showers back at school could come close to matching it!
She was certain that Sappho had to be using some Magick on her. And that Magick was good! It had her good! She couldn't tell if Sappho was as beautiful as she seemed, or if it was the Magick making her seem so attractive. But there was clearly nothing she could do about it.
Not only was she in the control of Sappho's magick, but she didn't want to be freed of it!
She was convinced that Sappho was the most desirable female she had ever met!
Still shuddering from the last orgasm, Wendy managed to gain her feet. As she rose, thought, her eyes never left that pussy. "What have you done to me?" she hoarsely gasped.
"Oh!" Sappho replied with false surprise. "You mean the spell I cast on you? I am sorry about that, but since your…Mistress," she wrinkled up her nose with the word "Mistress", "has bespelled Carmine, one of my minions, I think its only fair that I reciprocate!"
"What is it?" Wendy interrupted in a gasp. "Oh, I gotta cum!"
"Well, I explained to you before. Its a simple spell that intensifies your…'horniness' with each orgasm you have. I don't blame you, My Dear. You must be ready to blow your head off, aren't you?"
"Yes! Please! Make me cum!"
"You will have to do something for me, first! Something you'll find, no doubt, very pleasant. And answer some questions, of course!"
Wendy valiantly tried to pull her vision from Sappho's splayed loins. But failed. "What questions?"
"For instance, what spell did your Mistress cast on Carmine?"
"I don't know! She never told me! All I know is that it is aimed at her curse and turns it out of Carmine's control."
"I know that! She raped half the contestants these past twenty-four hours! Then, why did she make the cast? And you'd better come up with a better answer than my first question, if you want any relief!"
"Ama-arhus wants a new champion. Since Carmine…raped me, I can no longer hold Ama-arhus' spells within me. She wants Carmine to impregnate her so she can give birth to her own Champion."
"What? She wants what? But how…she chose to be transsexual a good thousand years ago! And how will she accomplish this?"
"She is in a new form. A truly female one. One not far from your own! Until she gives birth, she'll look…be female."
"So! Well that is good information, after all! Tell you what I'll do. You have made friends with that Street Fighter Sakura?"
Wendy nodded a sweaty brow.
"Have you fucked her, yet?"
Wendy hesitated before nodding.
"I thought so! Well, I'm putting you in charge of her training! It would not bother me in the least if that little bimbo wins this tournament! But remember this: I plan on giving her to Carmine as a…present, so don't turn her into one of your pussy licking teenybopper dykes! You hear me?!"
Again Wendy nodded.
Now Sappho smiled. She slipped off the throne and dropped to a cushion, laying on her side. "Good! Now that we understand each other, why don't I relieve some of your…tensions! Come to me, let us mount each other as we did back in Greece. You call it a "69"?"
Nodding happily, Wendy rushed to join Sappho on the cushion, only head to foot.
At once she forced the acquiescent Goddess upon her back, then plunged her own head between Sappho's well parted thighs. Planting her face between Sappho's labia, she began expertly applying her tongue to the Goddess' clit.
"OOO! You are talented!" Sappho exclaimed as the delicious pleasure surged up her. "It's been a long time since someone used that technique on me…OOOO! Easy or I'll cum too soon!"
Wendy, from between Sappho's thighs, nodded again and just kept on going. It had been a long time for her, too. The last time she was in this position was atop a bragging cheerleader in the hostess' bed during a slumber party. Everyone was in the basement and this blond bimbo cheerleader had just been ASKING FOR IT all evening. Boy, did she get it!
"OOOO!" went the Goddess and she reached for Wendy's thigh alongside her own head. With a yank she got the girl to straddle her face. Then the lesbionic Goddess showed the upstart human what a clit was for!
Wendy's clit, if anything, was slightly longer that Sappho's, so the Goddess could find it easily with her tongue. Feeling like a stiff pebble under silky wet leather, assaulting it with the 'rapidly flicking tongue' technique was easy.
As soon as Sappho started her clitoral assault Wendy's round buttocks clenched fiercely, then the whining, smothered by Goddess twat and asscrack, started as Wendy, once again, climbed towards orgasm, this time divinely inspired.
But Wendy wasn't used to orgasmic defeat without a fight, and she replied by locking her lips around around Sappho's own clit and sucking fiercely.
Slurps and sucks seemed to echo in the room as the two females wantonly went at it. The asscrack buried nasal keening and whining built, blended in with the sucks and slurps, until the place sounded like a nursery where half the babies were nursing and the other half were hungry.
Then, perfectly together, both females reached nirvana-like orgasm.
Squealing, shuddering, both human and Goddess screamed out their pleasure as buttocks flexed, fists pounded the cushion. pussies squirted and tongues dug deep into womanhood. Neither would let the other down, so the convulsions went on and on and on…
It took long minutes for either to come down…
When Wendy rolled off the Goddess, both of their faces were wet. But neither seemed to mind. Then Wendy looked at Sappho, her expression unchanged from before they had orally loved one another.
Again, that orgasm, though incredible in its physical and mental pleasures, had failed to satiate her Magickally enhanced libido. She was as horny, even more so, than before they had 69'd!
By now she wanted to cry in building frustration.
"My that was pleasant!" Sappho remarked, ignoring Wendy's obviously frustrated face. "It is really…nice to have an expert go down on you!" Then she hesitated, looking more closely at Wendy.
Wendy tried not to be noticed when she slipped her hand between the still parted thighs to rub at her stiff clit.
"I see you realize how well my magick works?" Sappho said.
After a hesitation, the frigging Wendy nodded.
"Are you ready to serve and obey me as well as the Sisterhood?"
Wendy looked like she was bordering on tears. "I never thought that I would say this, but yes! I am going mad! This must be what Carmine is going through! Stop it! If you do I will obey you!"
"Very well. I think I've gotten all I can out of you being bespelled and all. But I warn you! It would be no trouble at all recasting the spell! You had better take heed and do what you are told!"
Fingers not slowing, the blond cheerleader nodded rapidly.
"Good! And I get to try out a new toy some dear friends have given me!" Sappho said while reaching down between her own legs and beginning to pull and twist her own gorgeous clit.
Wendy, still laying head to toe before Sappho, suddenly opened her eyes wide when she saw…something…push the Goddess' fingers apart, surging outwards and aiming right at her face.
"Wha?" she nearly screamed.
"Oh! It's just my clit. Only highly enlarged. Maria and Miko showed me how to do it. Not very difficult once you get the hang of it. They call it a 'Nyobin'. And the two of them could hardly stop squatting on it once I mastered the trick!"
Then she leered at the startled Wendy's face. "I call it my 'Naughty Girl Rod of Discipline'! Sounds appropriate, no?"
"It's getting so big! You can't put that…in me…its too large!"
"Didn't you let Ama-arhus fuck you? And what about Carmine? This is not any bigger than them! Well, maybe a little! I am a Goddess after all! But it just looks bigger 'cause its so much in your face!" Sappho laughed.
Wendy, now with fear and sudden reconsideration of her actions, as well as aroused awe on her beautiful teenaged face, hesitated a long count. It certainly looked intimidating: a good foot and a half long and as wide as her arm or, for that matter, Ama-arhus's weapon.
But she needed to cum again…so bad! And what was thrust into her face could do the job, and then some! She quickly realized that she wanted it inside her, too, so bad! Wanted it way, way up inside her, as bad as she could get it, pounding her guts into jello!
That might be the spell talking, but she was far beyond caring, not with the horniness plaguing her.
"Well, whatever your decision, you'll change your mind towards my position quick enough once I've buried it in you! On your belly, my dear!"
Wendy gasped out as she obeyed, "Wha? On my belly? How about on my back…"
Sappho climbed upon the back of Wendy as she draped herself over the cushion, the center part forcing her cheerleader quality ass up into the air. Kneeling on the girl's legs, pinning them, the Goddess took the prick-like clit in hand and began running the tip up and down Wendy's soaked and wide open pussy. "I am afraid, My Dear, that my spell can only be broken by a good, hard, and especially deep fucking up the backside. That shouldn't disturb you, right? After all, wasn't that what Carmine did to you to break Ama-arhus' spell? If Carmine can, why can't I? As a matter of fact, I'm looking forward to it. You being the first ass-fuck I'm giving to my Nyobin! Carmine told me how fabulously tight your impressive ass can be!"
"No! Wait!" Wendy cried, reaching back, trying to push the Goddess back.
But to no avail. Sappho simply slapped Wendy's arm aside, then leaned forward and watched her arm thick phallus slide right between the girl's jutting buttocks and unerringly find and breach Wendy's 'used-only-once-or-so' anus.
Wendy prepared to scream from expected horrible pain, but all she did was squeal when the blunt but tapered tip of the clit easily spread and violated her sphincter. It didn't hurt at all! Matter of fact…it kinda felt…good!
Wendy's next "No!" died away, unspoken, and the spell upon her sent more surges of horniness. This arousal demanded more than clit stimulation. It made her crave penetration…deep, gut spreading penetration.
Sappho planted her hands on the marble floor just above Wendy's shoulders. Holding herself up by her feet and hands, her head just inches from the back of Wendy's, she stared in pleasure seized awe at her clit extending out from between Wendy's now wide spread asscheeks.
"Just a few inches inside her and it felt so good! The snug, wet heat was delicious! No wonder men are so obsessed with 'getting some ass'!" Sappho told herself.
Then Wendy whined. It wasn't a whine of protest, but of frustration.
"You want more, My Dear?" Sappho husked in Wendy's ear as she let herself go. Immediately her hips slid further forward, and the brutally wide Nyobin slid almost frictionless a good foot farther into the girl's offered up butt.
Wendy answered in a sharp, ear splitting "EEEEEE!" as her head flew up, eyes wide and white, while her fists pounded the marble floor frantically.
"Oh! The pain!" her mind screamed. Wicked, outrageous, mind stunning pain flashed up her spine. But no sooner did it reach her consciousness than the spell magickally (of course!) transformed the pain into sublime and irresistible pleasure. The best pleasure a butt fucked girl could get.
When the Goddess stopped her plunge, buried a good fourteen inches into Wendy's snug and gripping bowels, Wendy's wide and white eyes abruptly rolled up and her head dropped back down to the cushion. Her fists now tried to claw the impervious marble floor as she moaned and jerked and squirmed and convulsed in butt fucked orgasm under the smirking, triumphant Goddess.
For a long minute Wendy came, her bowels gripping and squeezing Sappho's Nyobin till even the Goddess could no longer resist…
"Oh, you Darling!" Sappho cried, dropping fully upon Wendy's still squirming back. Reaching under the girl's armpits, she filled her hands with Wendy's 'just right' sized tits. Using them for a convenient hand grip, the Goddess started fucking in and out of Wendy's sucking butt, gradually building speed, depth, and power as her own orgasm went on and on and on…
Wendy's squeals and screams and shrieks built, too, in volume and sharpness as Sappho's wide hips began smacking into the girl's bulbous buns, sounding like two wet hands clapping. She was driving her entire eighteen inches of Nyobin into the girl now, mercilessly plowing that fabulously tight and gripping butt tube, dragging out both of their mind numbing orgasms.
And fucking the spell right out of Wendy…
But not now…
But not just yet…
First Sappho planned on enjoying the helplessly orgasming Wendy for another hour or so…

Miko fought back tears…of rage as she watched Vampirella win her second match. What made it worse was that her mother, Maria, stood anxiously in attendance on Vampirella's side of the ring!
Her mother had spent the night with the vampire, as the rules required. Miko had no idea of what they did, during a brief time when they were alone together her mother told her nothing. Of course the vampire didn't offer any details.
Only her mother seemed in a state of continuous and intense arousal. Both her nipples and Nyobin were, apparently, permanently erect, her pussy continuously drooling down her thighs. Worse, she had eyes only for Vampirella…
Oh, she just…hated that sexy monster!
Now Vampirella was ravaging her second opponent. Even more than with her Mother, the Vampire was brutally attacking the Mage, ("Another human,' Miko reminded herself.) The bout had been brief: one overhead slam by the incredibly powerful vampire to stun her victim, then orally gripping the woman by her neck.
The Mage had struggled, pounding on the vampire's shoulder, elbowing her stomach, even kicking her, once, in the groin, but nothing broke the vampire's vacuum-like grip upon her throat.
Recalling how Vampirella took numerous bites upon her mother, Miko imagined that the vampire had, too, bit the Mage in the neck. But, unlike with her mother, the vampire was maintaining the bite…and sucking the blood from her victim!
Oh, gross! "What a bitch!" she whispered to herself.
"But watch her, Miko," she went on, reminding herself for the tenth time. "Learn about her fighting style! To get revenge you must defeat her in the ring!" She was convinced that defeating Vampirella was the only way to free her mother.
The Mage's struggles had rapidly deteriorated after the first series of blows. Gradually, relentlessly, her legs lost their strength, her arms barely able to more, better yet strike with authority. Then she began to convulse.
Almost as if she were cuming!
Then the announcer proclaimed that Vampirella had won!
The Mage was cuming! From having her blood drained the Mage had been forced into orgasm!
"Remember that, Miko!" she whispered. Then she closed her eyes and mumbled something and, as if spring loaded, her own Nyobin flipped up from between her legs, sixteen inches long and a rigid as a bar of steel.
Before anyone saw it, she willed it back down. She had been practicing all day, since 'talking' to her Mother. She just hoped she'd have a chance to use it!
The Vampire had released its mouth grip on the convulsing, and now pale, Mage's neck, and she licked the neck wound to stop the bleeding. Then she dropped the Mage to the mat and looked down on her with an arrogant smirk.
The Mage, eyes rolled up, continued to cum for her new 'Mistress'.
Turning to Maria, she pointed at the Mage and Maria immediately climbed into the ring and picked her up. Then the three of them went to the showers.
There hadn't been a sound from the crowd, so terrified were they of the vampire.
Miko closed her eyes, fighting back tears again as the vampire led Maria, carrying the still convulsing Mage in her arms, by an imperious grip on her mom's ass. As they had passed, Vampirella looked over at Miko, smirked and goosed her mom, making Maria jump up on her tip toes. The vampire's arrogant smirk silently formed, "You are next, Pussy!"
Then they were gone…
And Miko was fighting back tears of rage and grief.
But, as if to distract her, the next bout began. And she recognized one of the contestants!
They were both Dark Elves. It was easy to recognize that, what with their shiny, smooth black skin and ridiculously sized, for their petite bodies, horsecocks jutting out a good fifteen inches before them.
And one was Reamer, the Dark Elf that had abused her when she was a prisoner of Ama-arhus!
The other was announced as a rebel Dark Elf from the Unknown Lands by the name of Conqueror. Miko was immediately cheering for her.
The sex battle immediately displayed that both of them were experts in sex fighting. No sooner did they embrace than they were on the mat, each trying to goose the other with their powerful, and very talented, pricks.
Miko swore that both contestant's cocks had to have radar, for it seemed every offensive thrust found its mark.
Reamer got first blood, so to speak, when she got behind Conqueror and managed to poke her entire cockhead through her opponent's tight but vulnerable sphincter. The squeal the petite Conqueror gave out could have shattered the glass dome overhead. The gush of manchowder from Conquerors cock that hung and then dropped to the mat had to be declared as a 'non-orgasmic discharge' by the Judge.
The bout continued.
Both managed to get whole or part of their cockheads into their opponent's butt more than once. Each time a dramatic and skilled countermove extracted the cockhead before disaster occurred.
Then…
Reamer had managed to get atop Conqueror, between her thighs, and, once again, pop her glans into Dark Elf anus. It looked like the end for the bottom Dark Elf for all Reamer had to do was thrust one more time and Conqueror, or any Dark Elf, would lose control and undergo 'orgasm by cock-stuffed guts' and defeat.
But in gaining the threatening position Reamer had placed herself in an inherently out of balance position. Conqueror, with cool, calculating thinking, considering she had a fist sized cockhead up her ass, calmly flipped Reamer upon her own back, extracting her cock at the same time.
Then Conqueror rolled partly upon Reamer, driving her left forearm across the Dark Elf's throat, pinning her, while her right hand reached out and grabbed Reamer's throbbing and swollen cockhead. Conqueror then immediately began twisting and rubbing her fingers and palm all over and around just the cockhead, buffing it like she was polishing a shoe.
The impact was instantaneous. Reamer gasped loud enough to silence the cheering crowd as her legs locked stiff and her claws reflexively gripped the mat beneath her. The sensations coming from her buffed cockhead must have been almost painful to lock her body up like that. Within seconds all she could do was shake her head frantically and Conqueror actually sped up her hand twisting.
Then great spurts of gooey spunk began shooting from between Conqueror's spread fingers.
Before the Announcer could even declare the winner, Conqueror had switched to a full fledged jackoff, aiming the cock right at its owner's face! Within three monumental gushes of wormy wadd Conqueror had crawled between Reamer's thrashing thighs and lined up her own weapon with the Dark Elf's now defenseless back door. At the same time Reamer had flooded her eyes with cum, creating two pools over both eyes, while plugging her nostrils with multiple spurts of goo.
Then Conqueror thrust her cock between Reamer's plump and tight together bums and the Dark Elf opened her mouth to cry out…
Only to fill it with the next two eruptions from her never empty nuts.
Conqueror smirked and thrust. As Reamer screamed through about a cup of cum, the victor drove a full fifteen inches of fat, dark cock up her butt. Her belly swelled from under her navel to show where her guts had been shoved out of the way of the all-conquering Conqueror cock.
The top Dark Elf released Reamer's cock, then began to pump her own furiously in and out of Dark Elf ass. She was working for her own triumphant orgasm, feet up Reamer's belly, and she knew that her murderous strokes would keep Reamer obediently spewing into her own face until Conqueror received her reward.
Which she did. It took Conqueror approximately a minute and a half to reach her own, well earned, spewgasm. In that time Reamer coated her tossing face with no less than two dozen near cup sized spews of jism.
When Conqueror callously used Reamer's bowels for a cum tank, Reamer screamed, through cups of coagulated testicle protein, her defeat as her guts growled long and loud.
And the crowd went crazy…

Lilith had a distinct bowlegged gait when she led Carmine into Ama-arhus' quarters. Carmine was manacled with a collar and stout chain, but that was all she wore. Her curse was still going strong, her eyes maintained their red glow, her prick looked more than eighteen inches long and as thick as her calf. Her testicles were the size of cantaloupe and swung between her legs halfway down to her knees.
Lilith stopped her in the middle of the room, under the only illuminated light. There she stood, drooling a bait-box worth of cum worms upon the Goddess' deeply carpeted floor.
A few minutes passed before another light ignited, casting its light down upon a throne some ten feet away. In the throne was the very feminine form of Ama-arhus carefully studying Carmine's barely in control form.
"How do you feel?" she asked Carmine.
Before Carmine could answer, Lilith spoke up, "She's fucked…no…raped every female she been alone with! She had fucked me a half dozen times this morning. Now, I'm not complaining, but she is quite out of control!"
Ana-arhus glanced at Lilith and smiled. "Just the way I want her!" She looked back at Carmine, drooling on her carpet. "Will you be more cooperative, Carmine?"
"What do you want," she croaked in reply.
"You know what I want. Why I am in this weak feminine form! I want a child! A child to be my future champion! And I have determined that you are the best…male mate for me!"
Carmine chuckled and pointed down at her aching cock. It had been less than a half hour since she last fucked Lilith, in the ass this time, and her balls are already burning and her cock ached for more hot, wet, velvety pussy/ass/throat. "Well, in that case, you have me well prepared. I'll fuck you all day with this spell you've got on me!"
"Well, I have determined that, ironically, the spell prevents you from impregnating all those females you've been raping. I'll have to decast it before we mate."
"Then what are you waiting for? I'm sure I can get it up, without the spell."
"Ah, but there is something else I need from you before I can…will despell you. There are some contestants on the Sisterhood's side which I fear will win unless they are…dealt with. None of my people, I fear, can defeat them. Therefore I need you to be my champion and eliminate those contestants so Wendy…yes, you thought Wendy had crossed sides? I was hoping the Sisterhood would think that. After you have taken care of those two contestants so Wendy can win the Tournament, I will remove the spell and once I am with child, your child, you'll be free to go."
"Who must I defeat."
"Miko and Sakura."
"Wait! Why them? Can't I defeat someone else? They are friends of mine and…"
"'Friends'? You mean fucktoys!"
"Friends first. And if I change sides, for any reason. they'll never speak to me, even if I don't fuck them in the ring!"
"Frankly, I could care less. Tough choices need to be made. You cannot get the spell removed unless you do my bidding, and I want those two tramps eliminated!"
Carmine closed her eyes, thinking quickly and seriously. Finally she nodded, "I have no choice, it appears."
Ana-arhus finally smiled in sincerity. "Good! You will be scheduled to fight that Miroku, Miko, tomorrow. And, if your lucky, you may not have to fuck your 'friend', Miko," she added sarcastically. "She had volunteered to fight Vampirella tomorrow before your match. Perhaps she will be eliminated by Vampirella just like her mother was. So rest up tonight…"
"How can I with this, " Carmine shot back, pointing at her towering organ.
"Well, you can't," the Goddess replied. "But then you don't have to. The spell will give you all the energy, and cum, you need to fuck anyone as many times as you want, or can, without running out of either. So, why don't you use Lilith some more, she is both capable and appreciative towards your 'weapon'…or go to the showers…lots of fresh meat there. Just don't stay here drooling your aromatic and endless spunk all over my bedroom! Makes me horny in this damned female form!"

Miko ran into Sakura as she left after the Dark Elf match, and the two deliciously naked nymphs embraced joyously.
"I am sorry about your mother's defeat, Miko. I hope I can help. Just ask." Sakura said right after they parted.
Miko smiled sincerely, though her eyes were still moist. "Thanks, but this is my fight! The Miroku must defeat Vampirella and erase this dishonor. Uh, are you fighting? I'm sorry that I missed your first match."
"Is okay. It was an ugly match, at least to me. I had some orc with no talent other then charging until she could pin you, then use their huge tongue on you till you pop! Wendy taught me that avoiding that tongue is the way you win. She also taught me how to use my fists. Messy, but it really got that orc off fast!"
"Wendy has been helping you? Then she's working for the Sisterhood?"
"Yes, that's what Sappho told me today. I was uncomfortable with her near me, at first, but she really knows how to…do a girl! I didn't know being with…you know, 'doing it' with a girl…can be so…fulfilling! Almost a good as with Carmine…"
Miko's jaw dropped. "YOU made it with Carmine! And you lived? I thought that monster she has between her legs was a real girl destroyer!"
"Well, a little. Mostly tasted it…"
Miko got a sudden crooked smile, "That's a hobby of mine! Tell me, did she taste good?"
Sakura nodded, then said, "Different. Tastes like vanilla/walnut ice cream, only the texture was more like raw egg. I could do it again!"
"With anyone?" Miko asked, thinking of Ryoko and her intimidating organ. She was probably still pounding Chun Li into the floor with it.
Sakura frowned. "I'm no slut! Only with Carmine…"
"Do you love her?"
Now Sakura hesitated. Watching Miko's grin broaden, she hurried her answer, "Maybe! But I wouldn't consider anyone else in this nest of perverts!"
Seeing Sakura's fists form, Miko wisely changed the subject. "I hope you win! I'll watch you and cheer for you!"
Sakura smiled, "Thanks! It means allot to me to have the Miroku, such great sex fighters, watch me. Maybe you can give me some pointers."
"Its a deal!"
Sakura was then called to the ring, so Miko went back to her place of earlier, the frontmost railing just outside of the ring.
She had to admit: Sakura was a sight in the ring. Naked, taut, smooth skin, bubble butt and plump, perfect cones for tits with a narrow waist and smooth but flat belly, she was a wet dream for any schoolboy (or Miroku schoolgirl!). Her naturally bald mound jutted out before and under her flat belly, while her full and powerful thighs were parted slightly, giving the lower Miko a clear view of a bottomless asscrack and veritably glowing pink pussy.
With that look Miko's Nyobin popped up, stiff and vibrating before her.
"The first contestant in this bout is Sakura, a 'Streetfighter' from pre-collision Japan." the Announcer said.
Not a few viewers cheered for, since she had won her first bout, she had gained somewhat of a following.
"Her opponent will be the Succubus, Morrigan!"
Sakura froze with the name. Then she shuddered, both in fear and anger, when a grinning Morrigan approached the ring, man (and woman) enslaving body completely naked and…luscious.
"Get control of yourself!" she whispered to herself as Morrigan entered the ring. She tried desperately not to recall when Morrigan had 'done' her and taken her virginity.
Both her anger and fear stemmed from that event.
Anger because Morrigan took advantage of her…
Fear because she had to admit that it felt so good when she did!
Too good!
Did she…love the Succubus for seducing her into womanhood?
"Well, no time for philosophy," she barked at herself as Morrigan took up her position.
Morrigan quite openly licked her lips in anticipation.
"Oh no you don't!" Sakura whispered. Her naked body was now fully contracted, every muscle flexed and taut. She was ready to kick some Succubus ass!
"Now you can't actually hit her, either the trunk or head," she reminded herself of the rules. "You gotta make her cum!" She looked over that inhumanly built body. "That should be easy!"
Then the fence lit up and Sakura shuddered again, only from an intense lust that seemed to fill every bit of her instantly. Her pussy flooded and her buttocks clenched. Then her nipples, no doubt as rigid as pebbles, began to ache.
She looked over at Morrigan who was running her hands over her waist and chest in pleasure, the fence seemingly having no or very little effect upon her. One pass with both hands between her legs and Morrigan's smile broke out into a lusty grin.
Then Sakura's eyes widened when Morrigan's huge demon clit appeared jutting out from between her cunt clutching hands. It easily reached sixteen or more inches in seconds!
"Keep that out of you!" she warned herself.
But then there was no more time to think as Morrigan advanced on her in a quick stride. Her 'prick' swayed stiffly, and intimidatingly, as the Succubus came on.
Sakura fighting instincts immediately took over. Once the Succubus was within three feet of her, Sakura dropped down into a leg sweep and cut the Succubus' legs out from under her.
"Yipe!" went the Succubus as she landed on her perfect bubble butt. As Sakura stepped around her, a little smile on her face, Morrigan gave her about the ugliest look that a naturally gorgeous Succubus could.
Then she heard Miko cheer, "Way to go Sakura! Kick her ass!"
Reminding herself to do something…penetrating to that Miroku bimbo, she hoped up and went after Sakura again!
And again Sakura dropped into a leg sweep.
But this time, grinning again, Morrigan leaped over it.
But Sakura followed the leg sweep with a sweeping right arm and caught the Succubus' feet with it. At once Morrigan did a complete somersault and landed, again, on her plump buns.
Sakura danced around her again.
Miko, and many others now, cheered for the Streetfighter.
Morrigan ground her fangs in gathering frustration.
When she rose this time, she didn't charge the Streetfighter. Slowly she approached, moving to about six feet from the dangerous girl.
Sakura was in full defensive stance, ready for anything.
Or so she thought.
Suddenly the Succubus extended her wings, beating them through the air even as they spread. The one stroke lifted Morrigan and flung her right into Sakura's face so quickly that even the Streetfighter couldn't respond.
Wrapping her thighs around Sakura's chest, she forced her to the mat on her back. Morrigan landed on her chest, her knees pinning the girl's arms to the mat.
Morrigan smiled down at the unhappy girl, and then sent her cockhead armed tail sliding down Sakura's belly, making for Streetfighter pussy.
But the Succubus forgot about Sakura's other appendages. Suddenly feet and legs were under her armpits, hooking across her supernaturally perfect tits. Then Morrigan was falling backwards, driven by the legs of the Streetfighter, until she found herself on her back, legs straight up in the air, with Sakura grinning down at her from just above her wide open pussy!
Then Sakura plunged her face into Succubus twat! While the Streetfighter was hardly a dyke, Wendy had taught her enough to inform her that if you suck on a clit long enough, you get results. So, after a quick swipe of her tongue into and across Morrigan's pussy opening, Sakura started the long oral journey up the Succubus' outrageously enlarged clit. When she reached the top, she became a cocksucker, a quite good one if Morrigan had been honest.
But Morrigan was hardly ever honest. However, Succubii are physically not very strong. And Morrigan quickly realized that she couldn't break the hold that Sakura's arm pinning legs had.
She would have to resort to other tactics. Tactics more in line with Succubus strengths.
Suddenly Sakura felt a cockhead, a big cockhead, press resolutely into her own pussy. It found her opening without fail and plunged in without difficulty.
Immediately after the awfully pleasant penetration. Sakura knew she couldn't maintain her hold. It was Morrigan's tail, which she hadn't accounted for when she made the hold.
Reluctantly, but quickly, she tossed Morrigan aside and rolled to get up.
Big mistake she just as quickly realized when Morrigan, again using her wings, dropped down on the half raised up Sakura's back! "OOF!" went the Streetfighter when her chest and face hit the mat. But her hips were still up in the air under the Succubus. In fact, Morrigan was holding them up…
"NO!" she screamed just as she felt the tip of that murderously wide and impossibly long clit of the Succubus pierce her labia and plunge into her womanly opening. Then as her cry extended into an elongated wail the rest of the sixteen odd inches of Morrigan's sex weapon followed.
When it plowed into her cervix Sakura almost came, then and there. So close was she that the Judge was looking at her carefully to see if she had, indeed, been forced over the edge.
She was breathing quick and fast, certainly. But not from orgasm. Her guts had been pushed up into her chest making room for the arm thick beast invading her. A wide and high tube had formed in her belly, extending from just above her mound to her navel, betraying to all how far up her Morrigan had managed.
"Remember me now, Pussy?" Morrigan husked into her ear. "Now we get to finish what we started oh so long ago! Enjoy cuming your little brains our for me!" Then the fucking began.
Head down, ass up, Sakura moaned, quite involuntarily, as Morrigan took up a fast and hard, not to mention navel deep, fuck stroke. Within just a couple pumps she had Sakura not only moaning like a cheap whore, but pounding the mat with her right fist.
The crowd was howling for blood…er…cum, finally seeing one of their own humiliating and crushing one of those haughty humans.
And Sakura was in trouble. She had never believed that deep and hard penetration could feel so good!
Her mind kept telling her it was the fence, and now Morrigan had her sex Aura up, adding to the pleasure. But she knew she'd be fucked stupid and into defeat, and damn soon, if she didn't do something!
Then she remembered the advice from Wendy for when she was in this kind of trouble. "You can still win, even when you've been mounted, because you have a very talented, and strong, pussy! Use it!"
It was a good thing she thought of that at that moment for, a count later, she felt Morrigan's cockhead at the end of her tail crush down on her exposed and undefended clit!
"OOOOHHHHH! Did that feel gooooood!" roared through her mind as orgasm came rushing up from her girl guts.
"Let it pass through you! Don't concentrate on it. Use your mantra. Don't pay any attention to it. Work your pussy. Go on the offensive on that clit. Do it!" replied her mind.
Suddenly the hard driving Succubus gave out with a little gasp and her clit leaped way, way up inside her.
Excitement, both combative and sexual, surged through her. Immediately she clamped down as hard as she could on the still plowing clit.
"Damn!" gasped Morrigan. "You're getting into getting fucked, aren't you little girl? You want more before you cum? Okay, take this!"
"Ah!" cried out the Streetfighter as Morrigan, incredibly, doubled the speed of her fuck strokes! Again she almost lost control. But her mantra saved her again.
She responded by repeatedly squeezing that clit, just as it reached its greatest depth and began its withdrawal. The effect upon Morrigan was rapid and dramatic.
"Oh you bitch! You're good at that! Well, lets she how much you like this!" And that tail tip cockhead began flipping back and forth in a blur over her clit.
Sakura's teeth clinked together in a fierce grimace of almost pain. She immediately realized she couldn't hold off orgasm much longer, not with her clit being sandpapered by Morrigan's tail. So, in real desperation, she started fucking back with her ass, smashing her guts against the Succubus' plowing clit just as hard as she could. With each collision she was squeezing as hard as she could.
For a long minute both combatants fucked each other, growing more and more desperate as the pleasure built and defeating orgasm approached.
Sakura tried to raise her head up, but Morrigan, with surprising strength, easily forced her face back to the mat, "Yea! Pussy! Give it up…gasp!…I've got you good…gasp!…now…damn!…give it up!"
Not knowing whether she planned it or she was losing control Sakura started up her mat pounding, adding servile, and disgusting, licking of the mat as her ass flew back and forth over Morrigan's monstrous phallus.
Then the Succubus bitch took her clit rubbing cockhead at the end of her tail and, since it had a tube threw it, popped the opening at the tip around Sakura's nearly inch long sex button. Then the damn demonic thing began to suck on it!
Oh did Sakura howl! Did she scream like a virgin going through her first orgasm under the Captain of the football team. Did Sakura lose control.
The countdown had started and all she could do was desperately fuck back as dooming orgasm roared up her spine from her conquered tail.
There was nothing more she could do.
She had lost to the Succubus.
"Here it comes" her thoroughly broken resistance proclaimed as her mind melted under the most powerful, and pleasant, orgasm of her life.
Only, just before she started howling like a howler monkey, pounding the mat with both powerful fists, and squirting all over Morrigan's loins, she heard her nemesis give out with a sharp, brief, and loud "NO!"
The rest was white hot, mind blinding, bliss.
Sakura came to on her side on the mat, the roar of thousands in her ear. She felt she had been out for hours, though it was a little more than a minute. As soon as she opened her eyes she saw Morrigan laying alongside her, on her back.
Her huge clit was no longer huge.
The fence had been shut off, indicating the match was over.
She saw the Judge walking up, and she tried to rise, but fell back down, her legs too wobbly to hold her.
Instead, the Judge, an Amazon for this bout, pulled her to her feet. Then she held her right arm up!
"I hereby proclaim Sakura to be victor by ten seconds!"
The crowd roared their approval.
When the Judge dropped her arm, she reached down and, before everyone, took a nice long time groping Sakura's deep asscrack and bubblebutt.
Sakura didn't do a thing to stop her…

The figure slipped into Ama-arhus' quarters through the shadows. But the figure that briefly appeared in the diffused light betrayed a clearly superhuman creature, most likely a Succubus.
Ana-arhus was still sitting on her throne. But, with Carmine's semen still soaking her carpet, she had long ago discarded her nearly transparent gown and was now idylly frigging her only one inch long clit. Nonetheless, she was not so seriously masturbating that she didn't quickly make out the figure sneaking along the darkened walls.
"Ashtoreth, that must be you!" Ama-arhus said matter-of-factly, not stopping her frigging.
The figure instantly stopped. "Yes, My Mistress! I am here as per your command."
"Do you see my form?"
"Y-yes My Mistress. You are in your female form. But why?"
"It does not matter to you for you do not have balls. But come before me and show me your beauty."
Immediately she stepped out under the light that Carmine had been under earlier. She sniffed. "OH! Demonic semen? Under my feet…Demonic semen…the carpet is soaked with it. You wish me to suck it up, My Mistress?"
"No, I like the odor. So, are you disappointed in my form? If I remember, you especially liked my traditional form…or the cock my traditional form possessed."
"Well, if you wish me to be dominate, your form would be wondrous to mount…" she replied smoothly. Then, as Ama-arhus watched with a growing smile, she produced her demonic clit, all fifteen inches of it. "You wish me to mount you, My Mistress?" She leered at what was displayed between her Goddess' wide spread thighs.
Ama-arhus laughed. "No, you brainless fucktoy! It is I who do the mounting with you! And I am not without sex weapons, even in my female form!"
Then Ashtoreth's eyes lit up when, from Ama-arhus' loins, her own Nyobin dramatically grew, quickly achieving eighteen fat inches.
Pointing at the throbbing tower of power, Ama-arhus said, "Something I learned from the Miroku sluts. But that doesn't matter to you. What matter's is you know your place in this. Now get rid of that inferior demonic clit and assume your position!"
Immediately, even as her clit shrank, Ashtoreth rushed forward and, scrambling up upon the throne, straddled the hips displaying the fully erect, Goddess sized Nyobin. Expertly fitting, from long practice, the tip of the prick-like phallus between Ashtoreth's always floppy and parted labia and into her perfectly lubricated pussy, the Succubus dramatically squatted, driving a good half foot into her belly.
"Ahhh!" went the Succubus as she squatted.
"Ahhh!" went the Goddess as the Succubus squatted around her.
When the Succubus stopped her descent, Ama-arhus reached between Ashtoreth's wide spread knees and, filling her clawed hands to overflowing with the Succubus' bubblebutt cheekmeat, pulled the suddenly screaming Succubus down over the rest of her monstrous pole.
The bulge it created ran clear up to the Succubus's sternum.
Ama-arhus ran the tip of a finger up and down the feet long bulge, feeling her clit jump and jerk in its wet, clasping belly-prison while Ashtoreth shuddered and panted and whined in phallus stuffed glory. She looked into the Succubus' eyes…eyes that were squinting in extreme pleasure, "Here is what I want you to do for me…"
Ashtoreth placed her hands on Ama-arhus' shoulders as the Goddess lifted her a good foot by her ass grip, then immediately pulled her back down till the bulge in her belly was as deep and raised up as before. Repeating the lifting then pulling back down, she got Ashtoreth to quickly pick up the squatting down then raising up rhythm. Soon the Succubus was joyously squat fucking, raising and then driving down her wide, receptive hips in over foot long strokes, wetly sucking with her stuffed, clasping pussy on her Goddess' faux prick.
Frantically the Succubus rode Ama-arhus' jumping, swollen Nyobin, driving the Goddess, as well as the phallus pierced Succubus, to multiple, repeating, soul searing orgasms.
"Uh! Mistress! You are…grunt!…too good to…moan!…me! You go so…grunt!…deep! You feel so goooooood! I love…Uh! Grunt!…servicing you! Whine! Groan! Grunt!"
Her ass flew up and down over Ama-arhus' now jumping and multi-orgasmic Nyobin.
After a good half dozen mind numbing cums, the Goddess recovered her thoughts enough to continue with her orders for Ashtoreth.
Meanwhile the Succubus didn't miss a single soul enslaving squat.
"I want you…to visit that Sakura…tonight and…put her in the right frame…of mind to…lose her next bout…Damn you're good! Don't stop! She nearly lost today to Morrigan, so you should be able to fuck her…up very…nicely!"
"Yes, Mistress…grunt!…whatever you…say…except don't stop…moan!…right now! Moan! Please!"
"Just keep going, Ashtoreth…Do what you're told and…I'll…always…have a…pole for you to…squat on! OH, keep going…I'm cuming again!"
Ashtoreth didn't slow down one bit.

Carmine lay in bed, as had been usual since the Goddess bespelled her, unable to sleep. Her prick was still monstrously hard, arched over her belly, drooling continuous strands of precum onto her sternum right between her tits.
At her side Lilith was maybe asleep, certainly unconscious, splayed across the bed on her belly, a contented smile on her face. Carmine could easily make out the fist sized hole between the Succubus' asscheeks, the artifact of their last coupling, the ninth of the evening.
Carmine had had the Succubus screaming her name and praising her anal intercourse skills before she unloaded a good cup o' cum into Lilith's growling guts. Rolling off the shuddering Succubus, very temporarily sated, her prick had softened for a grand total of three minutes before rising again, as swollen and iron bar hard as before their last butt fuck.
That's the way the spell worked. No matter how physical she was, or how great the orgasm, or how copious the load, she would have a throbbing, demanding erection minutes afterward.
She smiled at Lilith's openly displayed, quite defenseless ass. Those magnificent buttocks rose like two majestic meaty hills, almost mountains, with her asscrack forming a 'Grand Canyon', deep and dark, between them. The ovalled out hole just below the center of the canyon looked like it would never close!
The thought instantly appeared within her: It would be so easy to just roll upon her and wake her up with half a meter of cock in her back door!
But no. Her 'curse' was demanding something else…something or someone new. Someone whose holes and tubes were not all stretched out like Lilith's were at the moment.
Quietly, and stark naked, she slipped out of bed and went out the door, her prick preceding her by eighteen inches.

Miko carefully closed the door to Sakura's room, having just tucked the exhausted Streetfighter into bed. Sakura looked more like a contestant that had lost a sex battle than one who had won.
She was still thinking of Sakura's condition when hands slipped under her armpits to fill with her jutting girl melons. They squeezed her oversized (for her stature) boobs until her titmeat was oozing out from between their fingers.
Before she could even gasp, wild, torrid, overwhelming lust flooded her!
Quite involuntarily Miko's eyes closed and she let out with a sincere moan of lust and pleasure, "OOOOOOOHHHHH!"
She felt hot, cinnamon tinted lips at her right ear, "Well, well, my pretty! I didn't expect to find you here! My lucky day!"
Instantly the intensely aroused Miroku internally gasped, "A Succubus! One in full Aura! Who?"
"Ashtoreth, my pretty," the Succubus answered her silent question. "Here I am, sent to break one tart, and I find both! The Goddess Ama-arhus does rule!"
Miko screamed at herself, "You are a Miroku! You don't get jumped by a mere Succubus! Get ahold of yourself!"
At that very moment Ashtoreth thrust her near foot and a half long demonic clit right up between Miko's plump buns and partially into her anus. "Woo! Woo!" went the Miroku.
Now all too delicious penetration pleasure joined with the Succubus' aura to seize Miko's self-consciousness. She wasn't even aware of Ashtoreth pushing her chest against the nearby wall, smashing her perfect C-cup tit-cones into plump pancakes.
"D-don't," was all she could reply as the Succubus, weak as it was, had no difficulty in pressing her face and belly against the wall. She sounded like a little girl as her head felt like it was spinning away into sexy space.
Ashtoreth brought her back to reality in a big, rude manner when she drove her hips up against Miko's bubblebutt and her demonic clit popped out of her anus and, sliding over her wet flesh between butt and cunt, slipped into Miko's wet and nearly ready pussy. Smoothly, like a scimitar piercing flesh, the Succubus thrust some fifteen inches of wrist thick phallus right up her pussy.
Immediately a tall bulge formed just below her navel.
"NO!" Miko managed to bark, but then she added in a much less sharp voice, "that feels sooo goood!"
Miko had always had a problem with sudden penetration by huge organs. The Roots of Lust she normally dealt with always had an initial advantage once they had gotten into her.
Ashtoreth gripped her by the back of the head and forced her to face the Succubus' beautiful face. The Succubus then crushed Miko's nonresistant lips to her own, sending her cinnamon flavored tongue down the Miroku's gagging throat.
At the same time her other hand, her right, slid down Miko's heaving, smooth belly and over her bald sex mound. Finding the girl's stiff little clit, the Succubus began a vicious, and consummately expert, circular jerk off of Miko's love button.
The belly stuffed girl moaned into Ashtoreth's mouth as her body popped up upon its toes and started shuddering violently.
Miko was in trouble. The Succubus had her completely entranced in a 'forced orgasm' attack.
And Ashtoreth, knowing how dangerous Miroku, especially this Miroku, were, wasn't going to give Miko a chance to escape her.
As her clit joy built rapidly, Miko wasn't even thinking of escaping the wondrous pleasure, forced or not!

Carmine heard the noise of the commotion drifting down the hall and immediately recognized a lesbian sexual assault. "Good!" she thought, her cock tossing strands of precum before her. "An opportunity!"
Already a red tint was dropping before her eyes.
Following the noise, she hurried towards the source.
It took her two hallways to find them: A succubus had caught some girl, who looked human, and was frigging the hell out of her. A moment later Carmine recognized that the demon also had a demonic clit buried under the girl's…nicely round and firm ass!
There was only one opening that that clit could be in!
Then her eyes dropped to the Succubus' own metaphysically perfect bubblebutt and her cock began bobbing up and down like an excited puppy. As she stared at Ashtoreth's unprotected backside, the red tint became an almost blinding red haze, the only clear area fixed on the Succubus' defenseless asscrack.
Before she could think further, if she was capable of thinking anymore, Carmine quickly strode up behind the distracted Succubus, lined her monstrous cock up with Ashtoreth's wide open anal pore, and callously and brutally drove the entire length, in one thrust, right up the Succubus' ass.
"YEEEAAAAAHHHHH!" Ashtoreth howled as Carmine enjoyed her deep gut heat cooking her freshly buried prick.
When the Succubus tenderly reached back and grabbed Carmine by the back of the neck, continuing to moan in sincere bliss, Carmine flexed her buried pole.
Ashtoreth's moans jumped in volume and sincerity.
Planting one foot on the wall, Carmine pulled on the Succubus mightily and separated the Succubus from the convulsing human.
Immediately Miko collapsed against the wall and struggled to stay upright. "She was so close!" screamed through her head. "Don't stop! Please!" she cried thoughtlessly, "Ashtoreth, please, I'm almost there!"
"Ashtoreth!" Carmine hissed in the squirming Succubus' ear. "So, we 'mate' again, eh?"
"Carmine?!" Ashtoreth, now seriously distracted by Carmine's buried-in-her-ass prick, gasped back. "You're supposed to be working with us…you joined Ama-arhus' side! Why attack me?"
"What's the matter, don't I feel good?" replied the out of control Assassin.
Ashtoreth blurted out, "But I'm supposed to fuck Sakura and Miko here, as are you! We must do what the Mistress orders us!"
"Miko?" Carmine replied, finally recognizing the Miroku leaning against the wall, shuddering in near orgasm.
"Fuck me!" Miko gasped, repeatedly. She was on the edge of the Succubus Aura and forced orgasm and couldn't regain her senses fully until the Succubus was away…far away.
Carmine's prick jumped mightily way, way up Ashtoreth's stuffed guts and the Succubus obediently squealed.
Carmine pushed on the Succubus, right between her shoulder blades and Ashtoreth compliantly and immediately bent over, hands planted flat on the floor, head down leering at the Assassin's grapefruit dimensioned balls hanging between her spread thighs. Now Carmine could fully see Miko in her red hazed eyes.
"Fuck me!" whined the brain fucked human.
"Get away!" Carmine growled, starting to thrust in and out of Ashtoreth's ass. "I can't control myself so you must get away!"
"No!" Ashtoreth, from upside down, "I'm here to fuck her!"
"On your knees, bitch!" Carmine replied, violently slapping her ass and forcing the Succubus to her knees. Then she shoved Ashtoreth's head down to the floor. Now only her pierced ass was offered up.
As a squatting Carmine began fucking her, Ashtoreth made not the least sound of protest of her coarse handling. Carmine was soon lost in the delicious moist heat of a Succubus' bowels and, for the moment, forgot about Miko.
She drilled the Succubus with a single minded enthusiasm that forced both of them into a quick and simultaneous peak. Ashtoreth gave out with a particularly forceful squeal when Carmine spewed her first cup sized load into her. The Succubus' belly growled appreciatively as Carmine generously continued to unload.
Only when the two of them came down from their first mutual orgasm, of many Carmine hoped and expected, did the Assassin again recognize the still panting Miko leaning against the wall, staring wide eyed at the two of them rutting a couple of feet before her. "Get…away! Ama-arhus has you…on a hit list! And I'm on it! Get away from me and stay away!"
She forced the moaning Succubus fully upon her stomach, then, raising and bending one leg at a time, turned over Ashtoreth by rotating her upon the penile spike still impaling her. The massive load Carmine had already spewed into her provided all the lubrication necessary.
No sooner was the Succubus upon her back than Carmine planted her calves upon her broad shoulders and began slowly pumping in and out of Ashtoreth's upwardly presented butt. Carmine closed her eyes in pleasure as she took her time, slowly driving irresistibly deep, as far as her organ could drive, before slowly withdrawing, enjoying the Succubus' bowels sucking on her.
Ashtoreth immediately moaned in delicious stuffed pleasure with Carmine's first stroke. Soon, as Carmine continued, the Succubus was tossing her head in delight, urging her conqueror to ever greater depth, ever faster strokes.
Miko was finally recovering reality. She was now staring at the Succubus drilling Carmine with shock beginning to register on her face. "You…have joined with…Ama-arhus?!" she finally cried.
Carmine raised her head up, fixing her now glowing red eyes on Miko. "Yes! I…have no choice! I'm cursed again! Can't help myself!"
Then Ashtoreth reached out and seized Carmine by the sides of her hips and, pulling frantically, increased the speed of her anus spreading drives. When Carmine instantly obeyed, the Succubus turned to Miko and smirked.
Miko's fists clenched and tears formed in her eyes, "How could you? We're your friends!"
"I can't help it!" Carmine gasped, then directed her attention back to the actively humping Succubus. "Damn you, you're good! It's so good fucking that hungry tight ass!" She increased her strokes even more, her huge balls now slapping off Ashtoreth's tailbone.
Then she looked up again at Miko. "I said get away from here!" she growled. "I can't control myself and I'm supposed to rape both you and Sakura! Get away!"
Then, as if she had just thought of it, she looked down at Ashtoreth. "Put your legs around me and your arms around my neck. I know where your sister, Lilith, is and I just had a great idea! I wonder what it would be like to fuck Succubus Sisters while they '69' each other? Let's find out!" Then she heaved the Succubus up until she was hanging by her arms around Carmine's neck and legs about her waist.
Filling her hands till the flesh oozed out from between her fingers, Carmine managed to rise to her feet. Then she took a moment to raise and lower the Succubus upon her anal held cock while Ashtoreth squealed and groaned vividly.
Turning away from Miko and starting to retrace her path back to Lilith, she looked over her shoulder at the tear streaked Miroku. "Don't follow us and keep away from me! Believe me, I'm warning you! I can't control this! Don't come looking for me!"
Then, bouncing the squealing Succubus on her towering pole, she walked away.
Ashtoreth stuck out her tongue at the openly crying Miko.

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