The two combatants walked up to either side of the ring.
"In this corner, we've got the female feline fighter in the luscious skin tight combat suit, White Tiger!" White Tiger stepped into the ring carefully, already watching her opponet.
"And in this corner, we've got the world's best party pony, Pinkamina Dianne Pie, AKA, Pinkie Pie!" Pinkie Pie bouncedinto the ring, wwaving excitedly at the crowd.
"Alright ladies, just a refresher on the rules: the name of the game is making your opponent cum, preferably hard, by any means necessary. Weapons may be used, but only if they can be used for pleasure. Same goes for special abilities. Light combat is allowed in order to make the opponent submit, but with the exception of a combat/pain fetish, no intense battling is allowed. The winner advances to the next round, the loser is disqualified, and the loser spends one night as the winner's sex slave."
Both girls nodded, White Tiger taking a defensive stance, Pinkie not really taking any stance at all, choosing instead to let her eyes dart around the arena in excitment.
"If the combatants are set," there was a pause, during which White Tiger didn't flinch,and Pinkie Pie called back, "ready!" "Begin!"
White Tiger pounced, not half dumb enough to go directly for her opponet, and instead moving quickly around the arena to confuse and intimidate her prey. She tensed in surprise when she felt someone tap her shoulder from behind.
White Tiger jumped away, turning as she did, and was shocked to find Pinkie standing there as opposed to where she'd been only a second ago. "Why are you running around like that?" Pinkie asked curiously.
"What-how...how did you get there so fast? I didn't even see it!" White Tiger questioned. Pinkie tilted her head, looking confused. White Tiger decided there was no point waiting for an answer and pounced again, only to land on the arena floor with Pinkie standing on her back.
Pinkie giggled, "why do you keep jumping around like that? I know jumping around is fun, but we're here for a reason~ oh, is it because your trying to get out of that suit? Here, let me help." Pinkie said. She processed to grip the scuff of the neck of the suit with her teeth, and pulled, ripping the suit off.
White Tiger was left in only her bra and panties, which were also white, standing out against here dark skin. "There you go, much better."
"And Pinkie has pulled off White Tiger's suit in one go!"
White Tiger jumped away, baring her claws threateningly in case Pinkie tried to gain any ground on her. Pinkie giggled, "looking good~"
White Tiger adjusted her stance to guard herself, and anticipated a strike, but none came. Pinkie walked slowly towards her, ogling her chest. "You want me to take those off to~?" Pinkie asked, indicating White Tiger's underwear. "No." White Tiger stated, backing up.
"Oh come on~" Pinkie said, appearing behind White Tiger and trailing her hooves along White Tiger's body. The touch sent an odd shiver through White Tiger's body, and she found herself wanting Pinkie to keep touching her, but knew she couldn't let her.
White Tiger pulled away from Pinkie. She tried to grab the pink pony, but she was gone before she even finished turning around. Thinking fast, White Tiger turned, grabbing at the air behind her and catching a hold of Pinkie, who seemed more than happy to be grabbed.
"Is this the part where things get really fun~?" Pinkie asked, grinning seductivly. White Tiger grinned, and nodded. She began moving her hands along Pinkie's body to grope her, and found that she loved how soft the mare's fur was...'stay focused.' She thought to herself, moving her hands down to Pinkie's pussy.
Pinkie moaned as White Tiger began brushing her fingers against her slit, and moved her hips to push her inside. White Tiger smirked, believing that the pony was ready and willing to submit.
No sooner than she thought this did Pinkie grabs her shoulders and pull her onto the ground. Pinkie removed White Tiger's panties, but also locked her legs around her head.
"Pinkie has locked White Tiger into a sixty-nine! A risky move."
'An idiotic move.' White Tiger thought, plunging her tongue into Pinkie's sex as Pinkie did the same to her. 'All I've got to do is outlast her. And with how eager she was for more...damn she tastes good.'
White Tiger found it hard to focus with how delicious Pinkie tasted. Maybe it was a result of her sweets based diet, or maybe all of her species tasted like this. Either way, it was amazing. And when matched with Pinkie eating her out...
White Tiger didn't even realize that she'd been losing until she came, crying out as she did so.
"And White Tiger has reached climax! The victor is Pinkie Pie!"
White Tiger panted, "e-excellent strategy." Pinkie giggled, placing the collar around jet neck. "Strategy? What strategy? I was just having fun! And now we get to have a lot more~"
"You can plan all you want, but it seems that genuine arousal will still win out in the end! Next up is Asami vs Misty! Will the gym leader of Ceriluean trump the industrial genius? Or will the Avatar's bae best the water user? Find out in the next round of Yuri Tournement!"