The two combatants walked up to either side of the arena.
"In this corner, at constant risk of molestation from Master Roshi, and thanks to the rules of these round, now given complete control over which form she's in, Launch!" Launch, in her blonde form, stepped into the arena, waving to the crowd.
"And in this corner, with all the magical power to stop or create a nuclear warhead, green glowing bitch with BS spells that serious fuck up the target, Enchantress!" The crowd booed as Enchantress floated into the arena.
"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 still hasn't changed. Weapons may be used, same goes for special abilities. Full on combat is also allowed in order to make the opponent submit, Just try not to kill anyone, and if it must come down to it, if your opponent tags out, you let them up. Now alternate forms are also allowed to be used, basically any version of the character that exists may be used. The winner advances to the next round, the loser is disqualified, and the loser spends a full week as the winner's sex slave."
The two girls nodded, Launch smirking at Enchantress, whose expression remained stony and unreadable. "If the combatants are set," There was a pause, during which Launch lifted her trusty machine gun and took aim while Enchantress did nothing more than lift her right hand, "Begin!"
Launch immediately opened fire, sending a bullet storm at Enchantress, all of which bounced off her magic aura as though they were nothing at all. This pissed Launch off, and her solution was a simple one: more bullets.
More bullets, however, was not an adequate plan. Soon, Enchantress grew bored. She flicked her wrist, blasting Launch's clothes off and forcing her into her blue haired form. Finally, she cast a summoning spell, spawning a Ropa.
Ropa, a parasitic monster best described as a 'sentient series of tentacles'. The creature feeds both on female sexual fluid and the emotional energy created by the female it has latched onto being in a state if dress. To cause both, the rape the female in such a way that the body is forced to cum while the woman feels only pain.
The Ropa latched onto Launch, ensnaring her and immediately forcing into every available orifice in her body.
"And Launch has reached climax! Enchantress is the victor!"
Enchantress didn't remove the Ropa, just commanded it to make Launch follow her back to her room.
"Should we..you know...limit her? No? Okay..well, we'll be looking at all the winners of these last rounds before proceeding to the quarter finals of Yuri Tournament!"