The two combatants walked up to either side of the arena.
"In this corner, one of our youngest combatants and still one of the sexiest main female characters from within her fandom, Pan!" Pan floated down to land on her feet in the arena.
"And in this corner, still off her fucking rocker, a formerly ever so pure worker in a mental hospital who now needs a mental hospital herself, Harley Quin!" Harley Quin cartwheeled into the arena, grinning madly at the crowd.
"Alright ladies, just a refresher on the new rules: the name of the game is making your opponent cum, preferably hard, by any means necessary, that hasn't changed. Weapons may be used, same goes for special abilities. Light combat is also allowed in order to make the opponent submit, and battling is allowed, if it must come down to it, though if your opponent tags out, you let them up. The winner advances to the next round, the loser is disqualified, and the loser spends two nights as the winner's sex slave."
"The two girls nodded, Pan looking over Harley Quin to search for weak points, Harley Quin licking her lips as she looked over Pan's body for a much different reason. "I love lolis~" Harley purred with a wink, making Pan blush and shudder.
"If the combatants are set," There was a pause, during which Pan took up a defensive stance and Harley wriggled her tongue between two fingers, giving Pan another wink as she did, "Begin!"
Harley began skipping forward, as though care free. Pan stayed on her guard, ready to counter any attack she threw at her. Harley wasn't armed, so it wouldn't be too hard to-
Pan's train of thought was cut off as Harley's mallet hit the side of her face and sent her flying. She skidded across the arena floor, and looked up in shock, "What-the, how the-you were unarmed!"
"Ooh! Looks like Pan has fallen prey to a difference in animation style! DBZ almost never uses the magic satchel technique, whereas DC uses it all the time, allowing Harley to pull all sorts of fun things out of seemingly thin air!"
"She's right you know~" Harley purred, proving her point by taking a plus sized dildo out of her pocket, though at nine inches long and three inches thick there was no way it could have fit in her pocket.
Pan grit her teeth, jumping up and kicking Harley in the stomach. Harley, having grown to enjoy pain, moaned. She grabbed Pan's foot and pulled her to the ground, ripping off her shirt and bra, and biting down on her chest before she could retaliate.
"And Pan loses her top! And it looks like her sensitive chest is proving to be her undoing!"
Indeed, despite Pan's much greater strength, Pan was struggling to try and throw her off with the intense sensation shooting through her body from Harley's teeth and tongue attacking her nipples. Pan tried to force her off, but her senses were going crazy. Harley reached down, ripping off Pan's bottoms and putting on her oversized strap-on.
"W-wait, that's to b-AH!" Pan cried out s Harley thrust i as had as she could, taking no care to be gentle. Pan never stood a chance.
"And Pan has reached climax! Harley quinn is the victor!"
Harley either didn't hear, or didn't care that she'd won, and continued fucking Pan harder and harder on the arena floor.
"Um, guess she wants to get as much out of her reward as possible. Next time is Raven vs Android 18! Will technology overcome magic? Or will the sorceress dismantle the automaton? Find out in the next round of Yuri Tournament!"