Top Futanari!

by Thatauthoryouhate

Summary:

Once again you don your judging hat, the latest tournament holding a slight twist compared to the norm...

Chapter 1: Round 1

The environment is all too familiar now, finding it easy to relax in the leather chair provided. Oddly, the man from before simply looks at you from across the desk, as if silently evaluating you. He's yet to do you any wrong, so you patiently wait for the reasoning behind this meeting. As if you don't already know it's about a new tournament.

“Futanari?” he asks, raising a brow.

“I mean, I'm not opposed,” you answer, earning a grunt of acknowledgement.

“The formula will be a little different.”

“How different?”

“Let's see,” he mumbles, donning a pair of reading spectacles in an almost comical fashion. “First round should remain the same, a little showing off and teasing.” He chuckles at some unspoken joke. “Round two should definitely be oral. Round three anal, and round four can remain something kinky.”

“Will, um, I be giving or receiving?”

Her aims his fingers at you like a pair of pistols, miming shooting as he makes almost obnoxiously loud banging noises with his mouth. “Guess that depends who you pick each round.” Just like that, he turns serious. “Honestly, if you're not comfortable you might be taking it, I'd suggest bowing out of this one.”

“I'm willing to roll those dice,” you confess easily enough, watching as he produces the familiar paperwork. “I just needed to know what I'm signing up for.”

“Speaking of,” he says, offering you a pen.

Sure enough, you scribble your name, and he sets about filing it away, all smiles as he does. “You know the way to the stage by now,” he reminds you with a dismissive wave.

That you do, and you can't wait to meet the sixteen wonderful women awaiting you...

- - - - -

It takes only a moment to find your seat, getting comfortable as you gaze at the closed, red curtains onstage. To think, sixteen futanari are waiting just behind them just for you. Will they be naked? Wearing lingerie? Perhaps even be more reserved than you can prepare for.

It's a tantalizing mystery. One that will resolve in a handful of seconds, the curtains parting.

Sixteen beautiful women line up on stage. Some are completely naked, almost as if grasping for whatever advantage they can get this early. Others wear purposefully provocative outfits. Of course, there are those who simply stand there, almost over-confident in their chances of succeeding. At a glance, nothing ties the group together. Though, you know what it is, those naked few showing off the additional appendage without a care.

One by one, you give the girls your apt attention as you look them over. Each holds a piece of card, their name and a number written upon it, making identifying them that much easier.

Number one, is Eda Clawthorne. A slender frame and ivory skin, she almost looks delicate. A cocksure smirk allows a single, golden fang to shine. It compliments her wild, grey hair, giving off the impression she is anything but tame. Mismatched eyes catch your attention for a moment. One a dazzling gold, the other a dull grey.

A long, crimson dress keeps most of her covered. The sleeves are ripped, as is the bottom of the dress. It might have been elegant once, but no longer. It leaves much to the imagination, until she offers a husky chuckle. With a single motion, she pulls it tight, showing off the outline of her generous bust. What's more, she trails a hand down her frame, grabbing something thick between her legs. Something primal ignites within as you make out the outline of her shaft, only for her to shake her dress loose.

The message is clear. If you want more, you'll need to ask for it.

Number two, is Pearl. Skinnier and paler than Eda, two things you didn't think possible. She holds herself with the grace of a dancer, cheeks tinged cyan as she looks your way. A large, white pearl rests in the middle of her forehead, drawing the eye. Speaking of, her eyes practically shine, drawing attention away from her sharp nose, for a moment at least.

Pearl wears tight, denim jeans, showing off her long, thin legs. More importantly, you can make out the bulge between her legs. The way she slightly shuffles implies she's trying her best to hide it. Then again, maybe it's more cumbersome than it appears? Either way, your eyes travel up. A puffy, cyan jacket rests over her similarly coloured top. She has no real breasts to speak of, no that you mind.

She offers a dainty wave as your eyes move on to the next competitor, your heart almost skipping a beat at how sweet she is.

Number three, is Claudia. An easy smile rests on her lips, her beauty not a matter of question. She looks your way with obvious lust, licking her full lips as she lets you drink her in. Shoulder-length ginger hair looks nice and soft, you almost find yourself leaning forward, as if you could catch a sniff.

Most notable of all is her attire. She's dressed like a police officer. All blue with relevant badges and insignia. The exact nature of them is foreign to you, but there's no mistaking their purpose. Of course, it's a little tighter than uniforms you're used to. With her midriff exposed, you can see the definition in her abs. All the while, her large breasts put most of the others to shame.

Almost casually, she lets her arms travel down to the hem of her tight shorts. The belt is unclasped in seconds, letting her hand slip inside. Her long, thick cock was already apparent, yet you gasp as she unleashes it. It twitches in her grip, hints of pre leaking as she gives it a slow, teasing stroke.

“You're mine,” she mouths as you move on, a definite chuckle slipping from her as she puts her cock away.

Number four, is Y'shtola. Light brown skin contrasts perfectly with pure white hair. It frames her face, two cat-like ears resting atop her head. A pair of dark, matching marking rest beneath her dull white eyes. Despite signs she lacks sight, said eyes rest easily on you as she practically smirks.

Y'shtola is one of those who has chosen not to bother with clothes. Two perfect breasts rest easily on her modest frame, your eyes freely exploring every inch of her. A smooth stomach gives way to a small patch of white hair, her flaccid cock twitching as if it senses your gaze. The movement of her flexible tail catches your eye as it lazily cuts through the air from time to time.

Honestly, she presents some stiff competition alone.

Number five, is Lady Oxana Evergreen. Yes, she's chosen her full title to be written on her card. With raccoon like features and a thick, motherly frame, you're intrigued. She holds herself with elegance, dressed solely to impress. A thin, silk dress does little to hide her assets, clinging to her easily. Giant, milk-filled tits are just as alluring as the impressive cock she can't possibly hide. Some primal part of your mind wants little more than to submit right now, letting her do whatever she so desires.

Given the heavy gaze she has levied your way, she has more than a few ideas.

Number six, is Komi Shouko. Oh, in brackets, it says she wants to be called just Komi. Shrugging off the fact she could have just written Komi in the first place, you admire her form. At a glance, she's probably the youngest woman in the competition. The most nervous, too. She can't quite maintain eye-contact. Sure, she looks your way several times, cheeks turning crimson before she looks back at the floor.

Long, dark hair must reach the small of her back easily. Along with being the youngest, she's likewise the most conservatively dressed. A typical schoolgirl's uniform is her attire, even her criminally short skirt. She makes up for it with tights that hide every inch of her legs, leaving all to the imagination.

Number seven, is Sylvia. Tall and voluptuous, your breath is stolen at the sight. Dark hair with red highlights is tied up in a bun, giving an unobstructed look into her dazzling purple eyes. Everything about her screams exotic, and she doesn't mind changing pose for your pleasure. Resting her hands behind her head, she gives you a good look at her breasts.

The red leather dress she wears clings to her so tight, you can make out her perky nipples. Naturally, you're drawn to her crotch. As much as she's gifted in the chest department, she's just as endowed with her package. The outline of her thick, meaty cock is apparent, pulsing as if craving your gaze.

You gulp as she blows you a kiss, looking towards the next contestant.

Number eight, is Elza. A handsome, fluffy gnoll, her blue hair frames her face nicely as it disappears down past her shoulders. Black bra and panties keep her decent, pillowy bust just about contained. Despite the nature of the contest, you can't make out anything in her panties. Perhaps a grower, rather than a shower? You hardly mind, feeling all bashful as she lights a cigarette, winking your way all the while.

Number nine, is Widowmaker. With a slender build that borders on athletic, you're enthralled by the blue-skinned beauty. You can almost see the spider-like influence behind her name in her outfit, the armour around her arms and legs looking more like a wicked exoskeleton. The rest of her, however, appears delightfully soft.

Her cleavage is on proud display, all the way to her navel revealed. She knows damn well how good she looks, stretching ever so slightly and accentuating every curve. As for what she must be packing, that she deems worthy of a surprise. She even goes as far as placing her finger to her lips and shushing you.

Number ten, is Susie. Tall and bulky, Susie stares at you with indifference. At least, you think? With the way her hair covers her eyes, it's hard to tell if she's actually looking at you. Her purple scales are attractive in their own way, her rough manner of dress no doubt meant to send a message.

Your heart skips a beat as she flashes her sharp teeth, giving her canines a casual lick. “Pick me,” she says with a grunt, spitting ever so slightly. “You'll love how I treat you.”

Just like that, she mimes taking rough hold of someone's hips. She's far from gentle as she thrusts several times, cackling as you roll your eyes. Crude, but passionate, you're almost tempted...

Number eleven, is Kiro. Another racoon woman, though quite more athletic than the last. She forgoes clothes entirely, and it's not hard to see why. Between her legs is quite literally a stallion's cock. Impressive and hard to hide in its own right. An even trickier task given the size of her balls! Swollen and heavy, they almost look painful as they throb. Pre leaks from her tip, staining the floor, a pained expression on her features.

“I'd appreciate it if you put me through,” she says with an unsatisfied grunt. “Help me deal with these.”

It would practically be a mercy. Though, you're not sure if you can handle such mighty equipment!

Number twelve, is Yubel. She looks like two beings mashed into one, but is no less beautiful for it. Devoid of clothes, she quite happily endures your gaze. A lone, modest breast rests opposite a flat pectoral muscle, and she huffs as she covers up her nipples with her arms. Unsurprisingly, a flaccid cock rests between her legs, hints of womanhood almost visible beneath.

Despite turning her head away from you, there's no denying her eyes giving you just as much of a once over.

Number thirteen, is Lord Dominator. Tall, slender and decked out in black, she screams evil overlord! Part of you can picture her right at home in spiked, vicious armour, towering over some poor fool. Hell, you pictures yourself as that fool, looking up and pleading for the treat you know rests between her legs.

Despite her evil aura, she almost looks sweet. An innocent smile rests on her lips, pinkish eyes standing out against her pale, green skin. Quite an exotic, alien look all in all. Perhaps you're a sucker for such pale hair? In either case, you can't wait for her to potentially put you through your paces...

Number fourteen, is Yoruichi. Dark skin, purple hair and a rocking body. All are true, and she flicks her ponytail with a quick movement of her neck. Black tank-top and equally black stretch pants make up her attire, showing off six, powerful muscles thanks to her exposed midriff. A slight stretch, like a drowsy cat, sees them flex, almost driving you wild.

Were that all, you'd be happy. She takes a leaf from some of the prior women, grabbing her crotch and fondling herself without a hint of shame. A forced moan perks up your ears, standing to attention as she removes her hand. Her cock twitches in its confines, every inch apparent as she smirks your way.

Number fifteen, is Adora. Obviously strong, she does her best to act casual as she endures your gaze. Cheeks are aflame as she looks from you to her competition, and back again. You can't fault her for being nervous. Besides, she's living up to her name by being so innocently adorable.

Long blonde hair flows easily, despite being kept tied in a ponytail. She wears modest clothes, mostly white, with her red jacket standing out the most. Grey leggings cling to her tight, allowing you the knowledge of just how powerful her thighs must be. While you can't see what she's packing, nor is she keen to reveal it, you can easily imagine her crushing you between them as she has her way with you.

A thought you keep to yourself, ignoring the fever-pitch of your lust as you move on to the final competitor.

Last, but not leas, is number sixteen, Juri. Athletic, on the slender side and proud of it, Juri relishes your gaze on her nude form. Powerful legs draw your eye before her modest cock. It throbs slightly, a sway in her hips giving it life. Her balls almost look heavy with how big they are, matching her meat perfectly.

Not an ounce of body hair can be seen as you gloss over her abs, eyes resting on her modest bust. Little more than flat, it makes no less a feast for the eyes. As you lock eyes, you feel like a rabbit catching the gaze of a hungry hawk. Fear is what you should feel, yet arousal dominates all. It's almost as if she can sense it, a manic chuckle filling the air.

“Treat me nice,” she teases with little more than a whisper. “And I'll take care of you.”

You shiver as the curtains close, the competitors no doubt retiring until you whittle down their number.

It takes a moment until the customary table is presented to you, the match-ups having being decided at random once more without any input on your part. Something that becomes all the clearer, given how tough some of the decisions are...

Chapter 2: Round 1 Victors

Summary:

The results of round 1 are here!

Once more, the sixteen beautiful women line the stage. Granted, the pack a little something extra, but you knew that before going in. It will be painful trimming them down to half, but that is the life of a judge. Steeling yourself for as much disappointment as anticipation, it's time to get to work.

“Match 1, Lady Oxana Evergreen vs Komi!” you call, the two women stepping forward.

Of all the match ups, this one seems the most stark. The curvy, mature figure of Oxana against the petite, teenage frame of Komi. Their personalities clash just as much, obvious lust and flirtation from the former, while the latter might be the shiest person you've ever met. As much as you would love bending to the wills of someone so obviously in command of their sexuality, there's always a place for the less experienced.

“Komi!” you announce.

The woman in question points at her face, a neutral expression ruining the look of surprise. Yet, she cracks a smile as you nod, confirming she is indeed through.

“Pity,” Oxana notes, giving the younger woman a pat on the head. “Do come find me if you want some advice.”

With that, the pair shuffle offstage. As much as you want a glimpse into any conversation the pair might have, you've still got seven matches to decide.

“Match 2, Adora vs Y'shtola!” you announce, the pair stepping forward.

With hands on her hips and a determined gaze, Adora looks prepared for either outcomes. Y'shtola is decidedly more relaxed, tail lazily flowing from side to side, even tickling her opponent for brief moments. Not that Adora reacts to it, perhaps immune to feline antics.

“Adora!” you declare, her eyes widening.

“What, why?” she asks, earning a chuckle from Y'shola.

“Tall, handsome, strong. I may be blind, but I can see why you were chosen,” Y'shtola explains, giving the younger woman a gentle pat on the behind.

“C-come on, I'm not all that.” Despite her modesty, her cheeks burn bright at the kind words.

For your part, you don't clarify your reasoning. After all, you've a few more bouts to settle...

“Match 3, Claudia vs Kiro!” you cry, the pair walking forward.

Well, almost.

Kiro hobbles closer, giving up with a sigh only slightly ahead of the group. Her balls are so swollen, you can't rightly blame her. Even the fact her cock leaks does little to ease her, whoever handles her next load sure to struggle. Claudia almost looks concerned for her opponent, between lustful glances your way, of course.

“Claudia!” You declare, the woman in question standing to attention.

As much as you're tickled by the thought of bathing in tanuki cum, the sexy cop wins it with ease. Kiro pouts and whines. You can't rightly blame her, given how she struggles to leave the stage.

Turning your focus back onto Claudia, she has her magnificent cock out, giving it a slow, teasing stroke as it leaks with pre. Her wink sends a crystal-clear message, and you have to look away from her teasing, lest you forget the rest of the competitors.

“Match 4, Yubel vs Yoruichi!” you declare, the pair walking forward shoulder to shoulder.

Both look as if they mean business, Yubel's lust-filled state combatting with Yoruichi licking her lips. Whoever you put through is bound to put you through your paces, and you gulp down the brewing excitement.

“Yoruichi!” you declare, the reactions immediate.

Yubel rolls her eyes, vanishing in a puff of smoke. No one bats an eye, so it must be normal. Yoruchi on the other hand, shoots you a wink, rubbing her crotch briefly before sauntering away.

With your lust re-ignited, you summon the next two.

“Match 5, Sylvia vs Widowmaker!” you call, the pair making themselves known.

Both smile your way, Sylvia with unashamed lust, Widowmaker like a predator with fresh prey in her sights. It's only natural for Sylvia's excitement to be known, a twitch apparent between her legs.

“Sylvia,” you practically whisper, voice catching in your throat at what she can do with such a beast.

“Oh, we're going to have so much fun,” Sylvia responds, voice all the huskier as Widowmaker makes her exit, not bothering to stick around for the obvious flirting.

Lest you get distracted further, you dismiss Sylvia, who is all too happy to shake her rear as she exits.

“Match 6, Lord Dominator vs Eda!” you announce, the pair stepping forward. Well, almost.

Lord Dominator stomps her boots, purposefully shaking the stage as she stands proud before all others. Eda is the least impressed, shooting the younger woman a pointed stare. An act Dominator is more than willing to return, to little effect. You're almost hesitant to interrupt the pair, but you do have an announcement to make.

“Eda” you declare, the older of the pair smiling.

“Should've played it cool,” Eda can't help but taunt, receiving a death glare from the defeated Dominator.

“Who needs this fuck hole when I have the pick of several galaxies, anyway,” she retorts, huffing as she storms off.

Eda helpfully blows a raspberry to see her off, and you resist the urge to laugh.

“Match 7, Susie vs Pearl!” you cry, the pair making themselves known.

Again, it's quite the miss-match. Susie slouches as she has her hands in her pockets, showing her teeth as she looks quite stocky compared to the slender Pearl. Speaking of, she holds herself with her usual grace, just shy of pointing her nose into the air. Both women will offer wildly different experiences, and it truly is a struggle to choose only one of them.

“Pearl!” you declare, the gem in question perking up.

“Pussy,” Susie barks, flipping you the middle finger before turning on her heel.

“Manners, young lady,” Pearl scolds.

While still very obviously earning Susie's ire, she doesn't get quite the showing you did. Susie just bats away at the air, as if the competition was stupid in the first place.

For her part, Pearl shrugs, shooting you a reassuring smile only moments later.

“Last, but not least, match 8, Juri vs Elza!” you announce, the final two competitors staying where they are.

Juri keeps her eyes locked on you, her nude form in all its glory as she idly moves her core, reminding you just how strong and precise she is. Elza simply retrieves a cigarette, lighting it casually before taking a drag. Being mindful of her opponent, she exhales the smoke off to the other side. Given her line of work, she evidently feels no pressure. For the first time today, a decision is easy, if only because you know you won't hurt someone's feelings.

“Juri!” you declare.

Elza shrugs, offers a thumbs up to her opponent before leaving. Juri lets her go, focus still on you as she takes hold of her cock. Holding at the base, she lifts it up, only to slam it against the palm of her free hand, making a loud smack as it does.

“Hope you can take it,” she warns, licking her lips as she repeats the action a few more times, only stopping as sh grows bored.

Perhaps it was a mistake to send her through, but there's no turning back now. All you can do is prepare for the second round. Hopefully, most of them will be gentle...

Notes:

There are your winners for round 1! Here are the final scores for those curious:

 

Lady Oxana Evergreen 2
v
Komi Shouko 9

 

Adora 7
v
Y'shtola 4

 

Claudia 7
v
Kiro 4

 

Yubel 1
v
Yoruichi 10

 

Sylvia 7
v
Widowmaker 4

 

Lord Dominator 5
v
Eda Clawthorne 6

 

Susie 5
v
Pearl 6

 

Juri 9
v
Elza 2

 

Now, I've got 8 blowjob scenes to write. I'll get them done as soon as I can, then voting will open anew!

Chapter 3: Round 2

Summary:

Eight very differnt futanari await you, all expecting a good showing as you throw some oral love their way...

The second round is here, and you find yourself outside the first woman's door. You're somewhat thankful you're starting with Komi, the woman giving off gentle vibes. At least, compared to most of the competition. It does little to ease your pounding heart, and you grit your teeth as you muster the courage to knock.

The door cracks open, the shy eye of Komi just about visible. They widen in recognition before she throws the door open entirely. Shuffling back several steps, she watches as you enter. The moment the door closes, it's like a switch is flicked.

She doesn't say a word, using her hands to do the talking. A simple act of extending a finger and swirling it, before pointing between her legs. It appears she wants to get things going. So much for a bit of foreplay.

A gasp slips from her as you obey, getting on your knees and looking up at her. It's almost awkward, as no further requests come. So, you take the initiative. Leaning in, you grab the base of her skirt, lifting it and glancing at her panties. White and plain, the bulge is obvious beneath. Reaching out, you slip them down; a thick, long cock taking you by surprise. Is it the largest in the world? No, but it certainly doesn't match her otherwise petite frame.

Subtly nudging her hips, it flops with the motion, almost grazing your lips. The salty scent of lust fills your nostrils, the anxious shuffling of her feet more than enough of a hint and prompting you into action!

Leaning in, you flick your tongue against the very tip. A sound like a hum barely escapes her as you lavish it with attention. The taste of sweet soap soon turns salty, her cock gently twitching as you part your lips. Swallowing her tip, you take a quarter in a single gulp. Swirling your tongue around her girth, pre leaks freely as your own arousal beats in time with her.

Gently, you bob your head up and down, taking a little more with each descent. You stop just shy of half, taking your time in lavishing her with attention from your tongue. A glance up sees her pursing her lips, eyes closed as she endures your gentle attention. As you resume bobbing your head, something stirs within.

She takes you by surprise, suddenly taking hold of the back of your head. Your questioning gasp is muffled by her mighty cock, suddenly choking as she forces you down. Your throat is blocked by her length, twitching and pulsing inside you. Quick breaths through your nose see you calm down, even as you splutter and gag.

Semi-braced for it, she pulls back, just her tip remaining inside your mouth. Alas, it's not a change of heart, thrusting back into your throat and choking you anew. There's a certain youthful vigour to her thrusts as she fucks your throat, showing you no mercy as she has her way with you. Pre pools around your tongue, drool dripping from the corners of your mouth as your eyes sting with the steadily forming tears. None of this slows her down, harried breaths her only words as she looks dead ahead, focusing solely on her pleasure.

It feels like hours when she holds you firmly against her crotch, cock down your throat as it twitches. There's barely any need to swallow as she pumps shot after heavy shot straight down your gullet. Drowning in cum was not on your agenda with Komi, yet you slap her thigh almost limply as you beg her to pull out.

No such luck, her salty loads flowing strong and heavy. Your stomach aches as she provides slight thrusts of her hips, almost determined to fill you to the brim with cum! Just as things border on painful, she suddenly withdraws.

Cum and spit dribble down her cock, traces of both leaking from your mouth as you gasp for air. Moments pass on by before you're confident enough to look up. Komi wears an adorable smile, a thin layer of sweat across her brow. Despite her overeagerness, she's still the picture of adorable. Before you can give her a stern warning, she disarms you by lifting her hands, forming a heart with her fingers.

Ah, she probably didn't mean it.

Getting to your feet, you offer a quick wave before leaving. Now, a little mouthwash and a drink of water should see you good to go for her opponent.

Ready as you'll ever be, you approach Adora's door and give it a knock. A few seconds tick on by before you get an answer.

“Come in!” Adora calls from within.

Letting yourself into her room, you're quite happy with what you spy. Lying on the bed, is Adora. She's completely naked, firm abs and perfect breasts on display. Not to mention her cock throbbing in her hand. Gently stroking herself, she comes to a sudden stop. You watch as she shuffles up, using her pillows to help herself sit.

“Hey,” she greets, hints of nervousness around the word. “I got myself ready.”

“I can see that,” you note with a smile, approaching the bed. “So, do you have a preference on how we do this or?”

“W-well,” she begins, that nervousness surfacing as she looks off to the side. “Seeing as you'll be doing all the work, I thought you could just do what feels right?”

Music to your ears. “Alright.”

Getting into bed, her breathing grows heavy as you crawl over to her. Ignoring her fine cock for a moment, you lean in close, pressing your lips against her. She hums as she presses back, the brief peck lasting mere seconds. Her eyelids grow heavy as her cheeks darken, a sudden intake of breath her response as you descend.

As much as you want to tease her breasts or lick her abs, you only have one goal. Reaching her crotch, you notice her fine, blonde bush. Difficult to see from far away, it's not particularly thick. More importantly, her cock is all the more impressive up close. Bigger than Komi's, it matches Adora's frame much better.

Parting your lips, you take the tip inside. Adora gasps in delight, not in the slightest put off by how little you take. Slowly, you descend with little bobs, taking just over a quarter by the time you stop. Savouring her taste, you swirl your tongue around her several times, earning slight squirms in response. It almost seems a shame you can't fit a lot inside, even if she doesn't mind.

Once again, you bob your head up and down, showering her cock in your spit. Slight glugs fill the air as your passion grows, her cock twitching with delight as she moans.

“You're so good,” she purrs with delight, slightly thrusting her hips in time with your movements.

She deserves a little more, and you reach out with your hands. One takes hold of the base of her cock, giving her playful strokes in time with your bobbing head. The other cups her balls, running your fingers all around her sack. She hisses at the sudden touch, only to moan all the louder. Her cock throbs every time you squeeze her balls, near-constant sweet talk escaping her.

“That's it.” “I love it.” “Gentler.” To name just a few of her favourite phrases.

All good things must come to an end, and Adora's end is as sudden as it is spectacular.

She groans, muscles tensing before erupting! There's so little warning, you damn near choke on her explosion of cum! Thick, heavy loads fill your mouth, and you swallow what you can. Alas, she fires far too much! When her thick, white seed leaks from your lips; you pull off, letting the rest fire freely.

Some shoots straight into the air, by most hits you square in the face. Hot and sticky, the slightly fruity scent is intoxicating. You hardly mind it dripping down your forehead and staining your cheeks. What blasts you around the mouth doesn't remain for long, as you greedily lick it up.

Of course, Adora's crotch and your hands hardly escape, glazed as they are in her thick cum. Not that either of you truly mind. Adora herself just lets herself slide down the bed, lying flat on her back as she looks up at the ceiling with a goofy grin on her lips.

“Wow,” she whispers, closing her eyes. “That was something.”

“Thanks,” you offer with a chuckle, patting her on the thigh.

For a few moments, you bask in the afterglow of your work, but you soon get off the bed. That dreaded alarm is sure to ring if you stick around too long. At least Adora offers a tired wave on your way out, content as she is.

A quick clean up later, and you find yourself ready for Claudia. Surprisingly, her door is wide open, and you catch her smiling at you as she sits on the edge of her bed.

“Come in,” she invites, gesturing for you to do as much with a soft gesture.

She seems a lot more easy going than her introduction, leaning back slightly and slapping her lap as you approach. Taking the hint, you take a seat on her thigh, almost like visiting the naughtiest Santa.

“You're so cute,” she notes with a purr, reaching into a pocket and retrieving a small sweet. “Here.”

“Thanks?” you respond, taking the sweet.

“You're going to want to pop that in your mouth.”

It's not every day someone makes such a request, so you have to ask, “why?”

“Because,” she begins, bouncing her leg and giving you a slight jolt. “I promised not to get you addicted to my cum.”

You can't tell if she's serious or not, opening the sweet as you contemplate her words. “That's a thing?”

“With futa where I'm from, yes. This little treat is illegal there, but we'll keep this off the record, okay?”

There are more believable lies, so you trust her. The sweet ends up looking chalky and pink, and you place it on your tongue. It sizzles for a long moment, a deeply bitter taste overwhelming you. Resisting the urge to spit, you swallow it down, feeling it sizzle all the way until your stomach.

“Good boy,” she coos, giving your tummy an affectionate pat. “Now, ready to give me a little head?”

“Yes, ma'am,” you answer, sliding off her at her behest.

She wastes no time in parting her legs, undoing her belt and freeing her cock. The biggest so far by a fair margin, it already leaks in anticipation of your lips. She can't help but hold it at the base, keeping it steady as you approach.

Salty and sweet, she smells divine as her heat wafts over your face. Gently, you lick the very tip, lapping up some of her precious pre. There's not a hint of shyness as she moans, leaning into your motions. When she smears your lips in her sticky pre, you take the hint.

Parting your lips, it almost hurts to open wide enough for her girth. Thankfully, you manage, starting the struggle of swallowing it. Slowly, you descend, her hands resting on the back of your head and neck. There's no pressure from her as you sink lower still, just about able to take a quarter.

“Yeah, suck my futa dick,” she hums as you pull back, teasing her slightly with your tongue before descending anew.

Gentle bobs can only take you so far, an approving grunt turning into a moan as she forces you deeper. All she needs is a little push, a panicked gulp all you can manage as you're past the point of comfort. Not even half her length is inside when she pokes your throat, prompting a painful gag.

“First time sucking something so big?” she asks between appreciative breaths, putting her hips into it. “I'll pop your cherry.”

Sure enough, she forces you down the rest of her length. It's impossible to breathe, your airways plugged as your nose pushes against her crotch. Nothing but her musky scent and salty taste dominate your mind, through bulging as her cock makes its way into your gullet.

Finally, she stops, your chin against her balls as she sighs in relief. There's nothing you can do but endure the discomfort, her cock throbbing inside you as she relishes every second. Alas, there's more to come, and she pulls you up.

You have no control as you're lifted off her, a sloppy pop filling the air as your throat is freed. Not for long. You're suddenly impaled on her might cock anew, taking in barely any air. Completely at her mercy, you close your eyes, the lewd gurgles and gags you make the least of your worries.

Seconds feel like minutes, before she arrives at her blessed ending. Nothing can quite prepare you for it. Forced to take her cock for the final time, you're held in place as she twitches inside you. Heavy, powerful loads pump straight into your waiting stomach, each one thicker than the last. There's no chance to so much as taste it, your stomach aching as it's filled with sticky goodness.

As her loads grow weaker, she pulls back. Not enough to spare your stomach, just to deposit a few parting shots upon your tongue. Bitter with a hint of sweetness, you scarcely savour it as she pulls out entirely. Without a hint of grace, she wipes her spent cock against your cheek, marking you with her seed even as some leaks from the corners of your mouth.

Spent, she leans back, showing off her wonderful frame as she smiles down at you.

“You'd make a good male back home,” she praises, giving you a downright gentle pat on the cheek.

You're not sure how to respond to that, mind a little foggy as you get to your feet. Returning her wave as she chuckles, you head off to rest a little. Well, and clean up.

Only when you're fully recovered from Claudia, do you visit Yoruichi. As luck would have it, she waits outside her assigned room, leaning against the door not unlike a mischievous cat.

“Welcome,” she greets with a purr, instantly in your personal space. She grabs hold of your shirt, pulling you inside her room. “Come here.”

It's a bit of a blur as you're brought inside and forced on your knees nigh-immediately. Looking up at her, she looks the very picture of a predator playing with her prey. You'd gaze into them for all eternity, if she didn't dip her hand into her sweatpants.

The outline of her cock was already enough to get you excited, never mind how she pulls it free! The way she holds it shows off her smooth balls, a playful stroke clearly made just to tease you.

“You're going to lick my balls,” she states, all the while looking you in the eye as she strokes her self long and slow.

“Just that?” you ask, her request nothing compared to the paces Claudia put you through.

“I like it,” she admits with a shrug. “Maybe suck them if you're feeling brave.”

“Now?”

She shuffles forward, her balls resting in your forehead as she hums. “Now.”

Hot and soft, you tilt your head, letting them pass your eyes as you plant a kiss upon them. She approves with another, softer hum, her gentle strokes steady as you get to work. Another kiss and another, you slip your tongue free. Exactly as she wishes, you lather her with attention. Up and down to play with her sack, occasionally forcing your tongue against her balls and swirling them around.

“Forget maybe,” she manages through a groan. “Put them in your mouth and gargle.”

It's an odd order, yet the increasing pace of her strokes is more than proof enough she's enjoying it.

Obliging, you part your lips, sucking one of her balls into your mouth. A quick flick of your tongue tickles her as she moans, and the sucking begins. One, two and three, you suck away, only for ambition to take over. It takes only a slight widening of your mouth to suck in the other, forcing her balls apart as you savour the growing, salty taste.

“G-gargle,” she demands through grunts.

You're not entirely sure why, but you do your best. Taking her balls to your throat, they damn-near clog your airways! There, you gargle what spit has accumulated, her balls bouncing in the confines of your mouth. Her moan spurs you on, not stopping until you need a breath.

“Spit!” she yells, and you do so on instinct.

With her balls sopping wet from your dutiful attention, she squats, aiming her cock directly at your face. There's just enough time to close your eyes as she blasts you with the first of many, mighty loads! Hot and sticky, she grunts and whines, painting you in a thick layer of goo. From your forehead to your cheeks and chin, not an inch is missed as she finishes up, wiping the tip of her spent cock against your lips for good measure.

With a satisfied sigh, she steps away, and you wipe around your eyes before opening them. She looks like the cat that ate the canary, a content smirk on her lips as she rests her hands on her hips. Her cock twitches, still hard even sticky with remnants of her seed, and she takes you by surprise as she offers you a hand.

A quick pull sees you back on your feet, and she winks before placing a kiss on your cheek. She couldn't care less how she smears herself in her own cum, almost relishing in it as she pulls away.

“Run along now,” she purrs, giving you a smack on the rear as you leave.

Damn it, now you need to clean up your face rather than just your mouth. Then again, you find yourself beginning to enjoy such treatment.

Clean and ready to go, you have a new match to start. To that end, you approach Sylvia's door, knocking on it and waiting patiently. Sure enough, it swings open, Sylvia's thick frame on proud display as she smiles your way.

“Welcome!” she greets, hands hastily grabbing yours. “Come on, come on. We don't have all day.”

You make to correct her, the wind robbed from your sails as she pulls you inside with some force! Sure enough, you're forced to your knees in a matter of moments, her cock growing under her dress as she damn near rubs you with it.

“Now, I'm a firm believer of doing things at your own pace,” she explains, purposefully husky. Pulling herself just enough to give her some space, she frees her impressive cock. Twitching and growing, she's hard in a single stroke. “I'm ready.”

“Just, however I want?” you ask, raising a brow as you meet her gaze. You can barely make out her lewd expression behind her buxom breasts.

“So long as I cum.”

You can work with that.

Barely moving, her cock flops against your lips. Hints of a kiss give way to the first of many gentle licks. Up and down the underside of her cock, you take your time before swirling it around her tip. She shuffles slightly as you lick and lap at her, pre leaking soon enough.

That's when she grunts, stomping a foot on the floor.

“Enough with the little kitten licks,” she growls, hand on the back of your head. “Suck it.”

“But-” your words fall short as you gulp, her cock filling your mouth.

There's nothing resembling mercy behind her, holding you still as she fills your throat! Your nose buries into her crotch, invaded by the bitter scent of her lust. Likewise, her balls slap against your chin as you choke on her length, a deep chuckle filling the air.

“That's it you little whore,” she taunts, pulling her hips back. “Choke on it.”

True to her word, she thrusts into your throat anew! A spark of rebellion has you resist the urge to choke, but only for a moment. Gagging and coughing around her cock, you try and breathe through your nose. Managing it for but a moment she pistons her hips back and forth, fucking your throat with little regard for your well-being.

“You like my big, meaty girl-cock, don't you? Don't you!” she jeers, sticky pre coating your tongue and throat.

Mercifully, she does not last long. A single, evil thrust has her fill your throat one final time, cock pulsing as she pumps load after load down your gullet. Thick, creamy and overwhelmingly salty, there's no time to pause as you struggle swallowing it down.

Yet, swallow it you do. She's not quite got the volume of Claudia, not bloating your stomach by the time she pulls out. A few, weak dregs spurt from her, which she takes the liberty of wiping away against your lips. Sticky and filled with cum, she steps back, a wicked smirk on her lips.

“Did you like that? Drinking down mama's thick spunk?” she asks, bending forward just enough to show off her bountiful cleavage. “Bet you want to see me through, right slut? Take my loads up that cute butt of yours.”

You're unsure how to answer, deciding just not to bother. Mostly because you fear she might be right...

Cleaned up and rested, you approach Eda with hopes she might go easier on you. Who knows what the wild witch has in store. All you can do is knock on her door and find out.

“Come in!” Eda calls from within, and you enter.

Lying on her bed, is Eda. Her red, frayed dress clings to her tight as she lounges casually, hand on her cock. She lightly strokes herself through her clothes, a dark stain where she already leaks. There's a smile on her lips as she looks your way, gold fang glinting.

“Come join me already,” she says.

Naturally, you oblige, approaching the bed. Resting your hands on the very edge, she lifts her dress, revealing her thick, pale cock. A grey bush rests just above, matching her wild mane as she strokes just a little faster.

“Cute, young thing, aren't you?”

“Thanks,” you respond, crawling towards her.

You stop just as you get between her legs. Her strokes likewise come to a sudden stop, sticky cock twitching under your gaze.

“I bet you'll be great at this,” she notes, all teeth as she smiles. “So just do what comes natural.”

Your experience with Sylvia is still fresh in your mind, and you nod along. Swallowing, you dive in, getting straight to work. No kitten licks this time, parting your lips and taking her inside. She gasps, muscles tensing as she leans back. Forcing yourself straight to your limits, you take just over half her length. Taking only a moment to swirl your tongue around her, you're soon moving again.

Up and down you bob, sucking and slurping away. Salty pre stains your tongue, soon swallowed up as you do not pause for even a moment, only stopping when she puts a hand on your forehead, encouraging you off her length with a pop of your lips.

“E-easy, kid,” she manages through a lust-filled breath. “I didn't take you for the fast and hard type.”

Taking a few deep breaths of your own, you avoid her gaze. “Well,” you begin, trying to form the right words. “The others seemed to prefer this.”

“Really?” Despite her question, she shakes her head and dismisses it. “Never mind them. I want to savour this. So you take your time, alright?”

When you lock eyes with her, you get the sense she actually means it. Sure enough, she lets go of you as you nod, hands behind her head as she leans back. A slight buck of her hips reminds you of the cock that needs attention, and you gladly return to action.

Planting the side of your tongue against the base of her cock, you couldn't care less how she smears your cheek with a mix of spit a pre. Slowly, you rise, slathering the tip of her cock with spit as you flail your tongue around. She moans as you descend anew, dainty flicks all you need for her amusement.

Seconds turn to minutes as you slowly lather her cock in attention, and you're finally ready for the coup de grâce. While nothing fancy, you run your tongue up her length for the final time, only to noisily slurp as you take her cock in your mouth. Salty and hot, it twitches as you descend. Not too far, of course, just enough to be comfortable. You waste no time in reversing gears, rising just shy off pulling of entirely.

Eda loses her mind, moaning and groaning as she becomes putty beneath you. Slight bucking of her hips has her aiding each descent, never quite overstepping your limits. Up and down you gently bob, growing faster with each ascent. A glance up sees Eda's face contorting in bliss as she whines, her balls tightening the only true warning you receive.

“Fuck yeah, that's it!” she cries, throwing her head back as she experiences true ecstasy.

Her cock pulses inside your mouth, blast after mighty blast hitting the back of your throat. Thick and sticky, you swallow each load with glee, savouring the heat as it travels down into your stomach. In only seconds, she's finished, dribbles all that leak from her as you pull yourself off her spent cock.

Playful licks clean up what little remains, gleeful as you are in savouring her taste. Not a drop remains as you finish up, looking up at her with a true smile.

“Good job,” she praises, reaching down and patting you on the cheek. “Maybe you can put me through, and I can make you feel good using that butt of yours.”

“M-maybe,” you sheepishly respond much to her delight.

Before you can slide out of bed, she pulls you up, planting a kiss on your cheek. She clearly enjoys the sight accompanying the heat rising to your cheeks in response, and you make haste in slipping out of bed. One, parting slap on your rear serves as goodbye, leaving the witch alone.

A slight rest and a scrub sees you ready for the next woman.

Pearl's door is slightly ajar, yet you knock all the same. Sure enough, it opens a second later, Pearl all smiles as she stands there nude. With white skin smooth as can be, your eyes are drawn to her flat chest. Glancing lower, her slender frame suits her modest cock, already hard and standing at attention.

“Come on now. You must've seen half a dozen of these by now,” she scolds playfully as she drags you in, stopping just shy of the bed. “Strip.”

“Why?” you ask, tilting your head.

“Why? Because we're about to have some fun, and I'd rather the cleaning up be easy.”

That makes a weird amount of sense. Taking a step away from her, she turns away as you strip. Shirt first, it makes the foundation of the pile of clothes. Shoes and socks soon join in, and you don't bother with theatrics as you slide of your trousers and underwear. It's oddly freeing being completely naked, something you didn't realize you missed form prior competitions.

“Ready,” you declare, and she spins around.

Naturally, her eyes fall on your cock. She stares for a long moment, licking her lips before snapping out of it. Gesturing towards the bed, she clears her throat.

“Lie down, face up please,” she instructs.

You've followed stricter orders, gladly getting into bed. She doesn't protest when you place your head into the pillows, using them to rest as you spread your legs and get truly comfortable. She nods once you come to a stop, springing into motion a moment later.

With all the grace of a master dancer, she gets into bed on top of you. The tip of her cock rests on your chin, her breath tickling your own as she buries her head in your crotch. Her nipples rub against your stomach as she shuffles, finally coming to a stop.

“T-there,” she states, practically panting. Each, hot breath caresses your cock, forcing twitches of delight. “Now we can both have fun.”

“We can-” you begin, only to gasp.

Hot, wet lips part for your cock as she takes you in her mouth. She has no issues swallowing you, sharp nose poking your crotch as you poke the back of her throat. Slow, enthusiastic slurps fill the air as she slightly bobs her head, massaging you with both her tongue and throat.

“Fuck, Pearl,” you moan, surrendering to the bliss.

Of course, she suddenly pulls off you with a gasp. “Y-you as well,” she reminds you, gladly diving back in!

Shit, you almost forgot.

Angling yourself just right, you don't bother with teasing as you open wide for her cock. Slipping her inside, you hum as you descend, taking her entire length with ease! She's not small by any definition of the word, but relative to her competition? You don't mind having her in your throat at all.

Tickling her balls with every breath, your nose pushes against them as you suck away. Slight swirls of your tongue almost mimic her own, desperate as you are to return every ounce of pleasure. You're a little slow as you begin bobbing your head, the pair of you filling the air with enthusiastic glugs, slurps and the occasional gag on your end.

There's no denying which of you is better. Then again, you've sucked on so many cocks without relief until now. Either way, you're pushed over that edge first. Temporarily, you cease all sucking, letting her cock rest in your mouth as you enjoy your end.

Pure bliss crashes over you as you pump her mouth full of cum. Thick, heavy loads fire straight down her throat, rapid swallows seeing her take every drop with ease. Even as she bobs her head a few more times, she doesn't spill a drop, sucking away like her life depends on it.

You swim in that blissful haze as you relish your end, Pearl popping off your cock with a smack of her lips. She's barely out of breath, stroking your sensitive cock lightly as she hums.

“Your turn,” she purrs, bucking her hips as a reminder.

Right. There's no way you can let such pleasure go unrepaid!

Ignoring the slight pain in your cock as she strokes you, the bobbing of your head resumes. A little faster than before, you gladly throat her cock again and again. Resiting the occasional gag ends in failure, the buck of her hips each time telling you how much she loves it.

Try as she might to stifle her moans of bliss, she gives up, letting lewd cries loose as her will crumbles. Without warning, she spills, pumping load after hot load down your throat. Swallowing and coughing, you take what you can, plenty pooling and spilling from your lips. Nothing can stop her as she rests her weight on you, grip on your cock finally releasing as she pumps your throat full of cum.

It feels like an age by the time she pulls out of you, and you turn to the side as you cough. More than a little cum leaks from you, unable as you were to swallow it all. For her part, she rolls off you, panting as she stares up at the ceiling. It takes a minute or two to fully recover, free of her cum as you sit up. A goofy grin is on her lips as she waves, traces of spit still around her lips.

Both of you satisfied, you roll out of bed, sharing a light wave as you leave. Of course, it comes as no surprise how she springs to life as you reach the door, already pulling the sheets off the bed...

Not bothering to redress, you take a short break and clean up, getting ready for the final woman.

Standing outside Juri's door, there's no denying the fear that courses through you. Having kind of promising to take it easy on you, while also hoping you'll manage her, it's truly difficult to tell what you're going to get. Still, waiting around won't answer the question, and you steel your resolve.

Knocking on the door, you count down the seconds before it opens. Ten is what it takes, the door opening and a naked Juri looking at you with her sordid smile.

“Are you ready?” she asks, sounding almost sweet.

“I, um, think so?” you answer, unable to hide your uncertainty.

“Good enough!”

There's a blur of motion as you're lifted off your feet, Juri's strength bordering on unreal as she sweeps you off your feet. There's an odd weightlessness as she carries you like a newly-wed bride, damn near slamming you on the bed!

You gasp for breath as you look up at the ceiling, her hands under your armpits as sh positions you. By the time you've calmed down, your feet rest on the pillows, neck just over the edge of the bed. Tilting your gaze up, you spy Juri stroking her cock, a true behemoth from this angle, though you know it's not unreasonably big.

“Do I look pretty?” she asks with a chuckle, closing the short distance.

“Yeah,” you admit, loins aching as her cock leaks pre.

Sure enough, she presses the tip against your lips, getting them nice and sticky as she smears you.

“Open wide,” she whispers, hands on your cheeks.

What else is there to do? You willingly obey, parting your lips and opening your mouth wide.

Another chuckle, this one husky and filled with lust. “On the count of three, I'm going to turn your throat into my personal pussy. Nod.”

It takes a moment to fully comprehend her words, and you can't help but shake your head.

“No? Shame. I thought you'd enjoy this more.” With a shrug, she lines up her cock with your lips. “Don't you fucking think about biting,” she warns, squeezing your cheeks just enough to hurt.

Shit, there's really nothing you can do.

“One,” she begins, cock sliding into your mouth.

“Two,” she continues. Despite her threat, your instincts take over, offering her a teasing flick of the tongue.

Alas, it's not enough to save you.

“Three!”

Your throat is filled with her thick, hot meat, blocking your airways and choking you. Her balls block your nose for a precious few seconds, fear running wild as you fail to breathe. Mercifully, they bounce away, and you fill your lungs. Gagging on her cock, your throat tightens around her, earning a chuckle as she stays there.

“That's it, choke on it bitch,” she taunts, holding you in place as she twitches inside you.

Seconds feel like hours, nothing but a plaything underneath her. It's lucky she wants to get off, otherwise, who knows how long you'd be stuck here? Without warning, she pulls back, prompting glugs and muffled protests all the way. She damn near pulls out entirely, only to slam back inside with everything she has!

“Take it you little bitch!” she roars, hold on your cheeks all that stops you from moving.

Take it you do, unable to retaliate as she settles on her pace. Rough, hard and fas, there's no mercy shown as she uses your throat. In and out she thrusts, pre coating your throat as her balls constantly slam against your nose. The occasional missed breath has you panicking as you choke on her time and time again, unable to relax as she thoroughly fucks you.

“Don't spill a single drop,” she warns through grit teeth, pace somehow increasing.

Even in your ravaged state, you know what's coming. A few, painful thrusts see the ordeal come to an end, your throat filled for the final time. She groans and squirms and her cock pulses inside you, blasting load after potent load straight down your gullet. Hot and salty, you struggle after only a few shots, but she keeps going.

Once again, you stomach swells as you drink down her cum, mind going blank as pain accompanies her obvious pleasure. Apparently, Juri doesn't believe in warnings, suddenly pulling out of you. Strong, powerful blasts hit you in the face, dribbling down to the floor.

“I said,” she warns, releasing your cheeks only to slap you with her still spurting cock. “Not a drop!”

It's barely a love-tap, yet you wince all the same. There's almost no end to her, well end, suddenly flanking your head with her thighs. Forcing your nose between her buttocks, she grinds against you as her seed coat your chest and stomach. She smells almost sweet, a little bitter, embedding the scent deep within you as her climax finally comes to a limp end.

Dragging her spent cock across your face as she gets off you, she chuckles at the sight.

“Oh, good!” she declares, stretching as if just about to start a proper work out. “You're still breathing.”

Sure enough, she grabs your cheeks again. “Open up for round two.”

With your body on autopilot, you very nearly oblige. Fortunately, the alarm rings, and she spits.

“Lucky,” she mutters, releasing you as she steps away. “You'll just have to send me through. Let me wreck your ass.”

You don't doubt she will. What's worse, part of you almost wants to let her do it. It's all you can think about as you lamely slide out of bed, leaving her to devise whatever plan she has for next round.

A long bath is needed, and plenty of mouth wash, but round 2 is over. Now, time to decide who will go through to the next. It all depends on how much mercy you want to show yourself...

Notes:

Some good news/bad news! I've come down with a bout of illness, so I've had a little more time to write. However, I'm not able to concentrate nearly as easily, so my editing probably hasn't been nearly as thorough. So please, point out any mistakes you find, so I can fix them!

Anyhow, with that out of the way, time to vote! Here are the matches for ease:

Match 9: Komi vs Adora

Match 10: Claudia vs Yoruichi

Match 11: Sylvia vs Eda

Match 12: Pearl vs Juri

Hope you've enjoyed, and looking forward to seeing how the voting goes! You've got a week to get your votes in, ending on 24/07! (With an extra day because I'm uploading this at a silly time, yay!)

Chapter 4: Round 2 Victors!

Summary:

The votes are in, and eight lovely futa become four!

Eight women stand on stage, soon to become four. You've had a taste of all them, literally. Getting a real feel for how they may act going forward. Something in particular to consider, given the next round is explicitly anal.

“Match nine, Komi vs Adora!” you call, the pair walking forward.

Despite their earlier attitudes, neither seem particularly nervous this time around. While Komi is as silent as ever, Adora has an easy smile. Almost as if she's not concerned if she goes through or not. Given how sweet she was as you shared her bed, while Komi got surprisingly rough, it's hard not to be endeared to her.

“Adora!” you announce, the woman in question pumping her fist.

Almost immediately she turns to Komi, offering her hand. “No hard feelings?”

Komi breaks into a smile, taking Adora's hand and letting her shake is as she offers a thumbs up with her free hand.

“Match ten, Claudia vs Yoruichi!” you call, the pair stepping close.

Both have rocking bods and know it. Claudia in particular isn't shy about stretching, showing off just that much more of her midriff. As if the sexy cop routine isn't enough on its own. Yoruichi can't help but stretch in response, reminding you just how athletic she is in her own right.

“Y-yoruichi!” you stammer out the result, heart aching at the wounded gaze Claudia shoots your way.

A pat on the back from the victor does little to raise her spirits. Still, the defeated Claudia gives you a parting wave of her hand, a smile just reaching her lips, but far from her eyes.

“Mach eleven, Slyvia vs Eda!” you announce, the pair strolling forward.

Despite standing side by side, neither woman seems to quite like the other. Sylvia even rocks her hips, purposefully shunting Eda and damn near knocking her off balance! Eda manages to catch herself, just, but not without getting angry.

“Hey, what's the big idea?!” Eda roars, unafraid about getting into the other woman's face.

“I don't know what you mean,” Sylvia protests, fluttering her lashes like an innocent schoolgirl.

“Yeah? Let's see how you like-”

“And the winner is!” you begin, distracting the pair from a brewing conflict. “Eda!”

The woman in question lets out a sudden laugh, sticking her tongue out at the bested Sylvia, who scowls.

“Take a hike, before you get hurt, sister,” Eda warns, traces of a threat in her words, despite how lax she is.

Possibly wisely, Sylvia accepts defeat; another nudge avoided thanks to Eda seeing it coming this time. That's probably as peaceful of an ending between the two as you can hope for.

“Last, but not least; match twelve, Pearl vs Juri!” you call, the pair walking side by side rather amicably.

Neither woman fully acknowledges the other, though there's no fuss as they await the winner between the pair. As much as you're certain Pearl will look after you, Juri offers something so rough and primal, you almost feel a fool not to at least get a taste of how she'll treat you.

Perhaps against your better judgement, you reveal your choice, “Juri!”

“I know you wanted to be my fuck-hole,” Juri responds, cupping her crotch and giving herself a rub. “I'm not gentle.”

“Honestly,” Pearl notes, shaking her head as she takes the tone of a scolding teacher. “If this is what you're interested in, I never stood a chance.”

“Not sorry, mother hen,” Juri teases, earning a roll of the eyes.

Still, Pearl leaves without fuss. Besides, she's right. You're uncertain anyone else here can match the ferocity Juri brings to the bedroom. Then again, you've been wrong before.

Time for you to mentally prepare for what's to come. Namely, four, beautiful futa with free access to your ass...

Notes:

Round 2 is over! Here's the tally for those curious:

Match 9:

Komi 3
vs
Adora 7

Match 10:

Claudia 2
vs
Yoruichi 8

Match 11:

Sylvia 4
vs
Eda 6

Match 12:

Pearl 3
vs
Juri 7

That makes the matches:

Match Thirteen: Adora vs Yoruichi

Match Fourteen: Eda vs Juri

Have a think about who you will vote for, but refrain from doing so until the next chapter is out, which will be as soon as I get it written, haha! Speaking of, time to write four anal scenes...

Chapter 5: Round 3

Summary:

Round 3 is here! Each of the competitors are eager enough for the anal round, hopefully, you're up to the task!

Back to your old strategy of simply approaching each room naked as can be, you arrive at the first. Giving Adora's door a light knock, you wait.

“It's open,” Adora calls from within and you enter.

Almost exactly as before, she sits in bed. Her back rests against the wall, a kind smile on her lips. Her legs are outstretched, cock in hand. It's slick with plenty of clear lubricant, slow, teasing strokes as she locks eyes with you.

“Wow, you're pretty,” she notes.

“I was thinking the same thing,” you admit, approaching the bed.

There's a slight awkwardness in the air as you get on the bed, crawling your way towards her. She releases her cock as you get on top of her, chuckling before your lips press against. A soft, momentary peck, her cheeks aflame as you part.

“So, um, I guess you just sit on it?” she suggests, unable to prevent the nervousness from slipping into her voice.

It takes a moment to angle yourself just right, reaching back and parting your cheeks as you let her tip slip between them. A sweet, innocent gasp escapes her as she presses against your ring, the overabundance of lube doing a fine job as she spreads you apart. Slowly, you sink, taking her less than an inch at a time as you groan.

“S-so tight,” she manages through a groan, strong hands suddenly on your hips.

“Y-yeah,” you grunt in response, almost chuckling.

Sure enough, your cock twitches in time with your hole as she squeezes past that sensitive spot of yours. You're taken by surprise, grunting as you grab her shoulders, falling the final few inches. She's firmly buried inside you, mouth agape as her eyes widen.

Seconds turn to minutes as you savour her thick cock inside you, your own twitching ever so slightly. The only way you both enjoy this is if you move, yet, you almost can't bring yourself to.

“I want to cum inside you,” she whispers, as if unsure of herself.

Your grip on her tightens as you offer a smile, groaning as you lift yourself. She can't help but squirm ever so slightly, and you feel emptier with each passing second. Half of her must still be inside when you surrender, falling down her length and letting your cock bounce as you're spread apart anew!

The pair of you share in a symphony of ecstasy, lewd moans and groans devolving into grunts and gasps. No words are needed, both of you lost in the moment as you bounce up and down her length, her tight chest bouncing with just as much force. She damn near throws you off as she thrusts her hips clumsily in time with you, pre spilling freely and easing each bounce as you go faster and faster.

“C-can't,” she whines, fingers digging into your flesh as she holds you in place with her cock buried into your depths.

Your breathing hitches as you feel the first mighty spurt, hot, fresh cum pumping into your depths. More and more potent loads fill you, sticky, wet and dripping down your ravaged hole. Each one accompanies a mighty twitch, weak whimpers of approval slipping from you as you're stretched just that little bit more.

With her balls thoroughly drained, the pair of you calm down. The lewd symphony is nothing but a memory, the mingling of ragged breaths all that remains.

“Y-you didn't finish,” Adora suddenly notes, perking up in more ways than one. “Let me-”

“It's okay,” you stop her, pulling yourself off her with a grunt, her cock resting against your rear. “Too long and the room will get mad.”

“I don't-”

As if on cue, that cursed alarm blares, Adora flinching as you sigh.

“I-I'll make sure you feel good next time?” Adora offers as you slip out of bed.

You believe her, returning her meek wave before reaching the door. One foot outside is enough to turn off the damn noise, and you're due a shower...

Cleaned up and recovered, it's Yoruichi's turn.

Approaching her door, you raise your hand to give it a knock, only for it to swing ride open! In all her naked glory, stands Yoruichi, a shit-eating smirk on her lips. There is no real greeting, just her hands on your hips. The world becomes a blur, almost shaking as you're suddenly face down in some pillows.

You can feel her hands on your ankles, spreading them apart. Fingers suddenly tickle your balls, only to crawl up to your buttocks. A long finger runs up your crack, earning a chuckle as you shiver.

“Cute butt,” she notes with a chuckle, both a hand suddenly on each cheek.

You whine as she spreads them, exposing your sensitive ring. Hot, slow breaths tickle you as she no doubt leans in close. Nothing can prepare you for what's next. Something hot and wet hits your hole, the squelchy sound of someone spitting hitting your ears. You might complain, if she didn't suddenly press against you with a finger. Tightening up, you groan as she pushes against you, a few, long breaths the key to relaxing.

Slowly, she spreads you, filling you at least knuckle deep. Purposefully lewd breaths and hints of moans fill the air as she thrusts her finger back and forth, your insides crushing down around her finger every time it enters. Of course, nothing prepares you from the sudden snap as she pulls free without warning.

Long and flexile, her wet, firm tongue presses against your hole next, teasing and lapping before slipping inside. You groan with delight, her hand squeezing your sensitive balls as she probes deeper. It doesn't take long to reach depths further than her finger, taking obvious delight as she thrusts in and out, hard and fast. No doubt a prelude for when she has you around her cock.

Seconds feel divine, her light abuse of your balls ceasing long before she pulls her tongue out of you. She hums in approval as she smacks her lips together, the obvious warning that she's ready.

Sure enough, you feel her weight shift on the bed, her hot, hard cock slipping between your cheeks. You clutch the sheets as she presses her tip against you, your ring yielding with ease. Her hands take hold of your hips, only to wrap her arms around your waist, hands resting against your stomach. A moment later, she thrusts, jolting you forward! Her balls slap against your own, not an inch more to give.

Slender and athletic as she is, you feel her small, firm tits press against your back. Practically purring, she places her lips against your shoulder, only to gently lick. Slow and subtle, you feel her move her hips in time with her tongue. Whenever she goes down, she pulls back, only to suddenly fill you as she flicks her tongue up.

“Fuck,” you groan, your special spot constantly pressed against as she takes you.

Again and again she thrusts, only to give up on licking you entirely. You yelp in pain as she suddenly bites, sucking away at the fresh wound she inflicts. Damn near holding on to you with her teeth, she fucks you with all her might! In and out she pounds away, showing your hole no mercy.

Your cock bounces with every thrust, and takes about all your power not to collapse as you cum! Thick, potent spurts fire from you, staining the sheets in wasted seed. Each, heavy load sees you twitch around Yoruichi's invading cock, her muffled moans telling you exactly how much she approves.

As your cock leaks a few final dregs, she suddenly comes to a stop. Her hands press into your stomach as she releases you from her mouth, grunting and groaning as she crests her summit. Her cock feels twice as big as it throbs inside you, twitching in time with each, potent load. Not a drop is wasted as she pumps your depths with seed. Thick and sticky, it tickles as it leaks.

Suddenly pulling free, the salty loads can drip out your hole, her final few spurts painting your cheeks. Sticky and spent, she gives your rear a hearty smack, echoing around the room!

“You were great,” she notes in obvious bliss, sighing in content as she shuffles off the bed.

Feeling like a used toy despite her only words being compliments, you roll out of bed. It's difficult to ignore the cum dripping down your leg, but you do your best. Even ignoring her wolf whistle as you leave.

Taking a slightly longer shower than perhaps necessary, you approach Eda's door after a much-needed rest. Giving it a knock, you wait a moment. Sure enough, the woman in question opens it, eyes instantly glancing at your crotch.

“Nice,” she notes with a nod, hands on your hips as she guides you inside.

It's not long before you stand at the foot of the bed, and she releases her hold on you. You watch as she clicks her fingers, frayed, red dress vanishing in the blink of an eye. Her breasts are big and bountiful, certainly a more impressive sight than her modest cock, which has no issue springing to life.

“So, you ever done this before?” she asks almost casually, hand darting to her crotch and giving herself a playful stroke.

“Um, you're the third contestant in this round,” you explain with a chuckle, her smile widening and showing off her teeth.

“Yeah? So this should be no problem.”

You do not protest as she wraps an arm around you, hand resting on the small of your back. In a matter of moments, she has you bending over, hands on the bed as you arch your back, arse high in the air.

“Alright, let's get you ready.”

Looking over your shoulder, you spy a bottle of clear liquid in hand. The top appears like a pump, confirmed as she uses it to smear the liquid on her hand. Grabbing her cock, she covers herself in the stuff, almost certainly lubricant. Her cock practically shines as she finishes. Well, almost. Her index finger is still shiny with it, any doubt as to why vanishing when she parts your cheeks.

It's almost cold as it pokes against your ring, the sheer amount enough for her to pierce you even before relaxing. You find it oddly calming as she fills you with her finger, the rest of her hand grazing you as she wriggles about inside. You gasp as she finds your sensitive spot, hints of a chuckle her response as your cock twitches.

Slowly, she pulls herself free, your insides sticky, but otherwise back to normal.

“If you're that sensitive, you're gonna love this,” she promises, a hand on each buttock as she spreads your cheeks apart.

Looking ahead, it takes less than seconds for her to fill you. Lubed up as you both are, she spreads you apart as she thrusts! In seconds, she's balls deep, the pair of you groaning in shared delight as she holds your hips. Oh, not quite. One hand is firmly holding you in place, certainly. The other reaches around, still sticky fingers wrapping around your cock.

“Just shout if I go too fast, okay?” she asks, only moving when you nod.

Euphoric. That's the only way to describe it.

Eda is as gentle as can be as she pulls back, running her hand up your cock in kind. Slightly rougher as she fills you in a matter of seconds, she pumps her hand down your length. Like a master at work, she settles into a steady rhythm, slow tugs and retreats mix with sudden thrusts and pulls. Your balls jiggle with each motion, not an ounce of mercy shown as you drown in pleasure.

It proves too much, your end coming far too soon. Who can blame you? Insides tickled time and time again coupled with the attention she gives your cock. Her hold on you tightens as you cum! Mighty ropes blast from you, insides twitching around her invading cock. Pure bliss descends upon you as you let your joy be known with moan after moan.

“Yeah, that's it baby,” Eda praises, thrusting harder as you coax her over the edge.

Filling you with a final, mighty thrust, she releases your cock as she cums. Spurt after potent spurt fills your depths, the familiar sensation of thick, sticky seed flooding you almost getting you hard all over again. She holds you in place until her final, weak blasts, before slipping out of you with a grunt of approval.

She can't help but wipe off the remnants of the deed against your cheeks, before helping you stand up. You shuffle slightly as you feel her seed leaking from you, only to forget it as she wraps you up in a tight embrace. Her chest presses against your own as she hums, hands roaming up and down your back as your spent cock rub against one another.

“I wouldn't mind another round, if you know what I mean?” she notes as you part, a lewd smirk on her lips.

“Have something kinky in mind?” you can't help but ask.

“You'll have to wait and see.” She taps her nose as she winks. “Well, and vote me through.”

It's certainly something to think about, unable to escape a sudden peck on the cheek before leaving her room. A little cleaning up and R&R is in order, before the final competitor.

Here you stand, excitement battling fear as you look upon Juri's door. She made it no secret how she's planning on treating you this round, and it's entirely on you that you'll face it. Steeling your nerves, there's not much you can do about your erection as you knock on the door.

Sure enough, it's thrown open, a maniacal grin the first thing you see. There's barely any time to appreciate her nude from as you're yanked inside, thrown on the bed with little care.

“How's my fuck meat doing?” she asks, licking her lips as she strokes her cock. Already sticky with pre, it's painfully apparent she's been looking forward to this. Usually a good, thing, you can't help but be worried.

“I'm o-” you begin, only to shut up as she jumps into bed.

“Wrong!” she declares, suddenly on top of you.

Her cock twitches as she rubs it against your stomach, smearing you in her sticky pre, almost as if marking you as hers. She grabs hold of each of your wrists, bringing your hands up and holding them against the wall. Try as you might, struggling does nothing. You're completely at her mercy.

“I asked how you're doing,” she repeats herself, shuffling and stretching so her knees rest between your legs, free hand painfully grabbing your hip. “You need to tell me how much you want this.”

Gulping down the lump in your throat, your mind damn near goes blank as she pulls you into position, resting her cock against your balls.

“I,” you begin, her eyes widening. There's no doubt in your mind, she's going to take you the moment you finish talking. “I've been thinking about this since I sucked your cock.”

“Knew it, whore.”

There's nothing gentle about how she moves, lifting your arse just enough as she jolts her hips. Spreading your cheeks apart with her girth, she shows your ring now mercy as she pierces it! Spreading you apart, your hole stretches as she fills you with nothing but her pre aiding her.

You grunt and groan, doing all you can to relax as she invades you. Every inch feels like it tears you apart, even the brief bliss you feel from your special spot being smashed against does little to combat the discomfort. Yet, despite it all, you feel immense relief as she comes to a stop, not an inch left to give.

“Good, fucking slut,” she coos, shuffling slightly as if to stretch you all the more.

You groan as she purposefully prolongs it all, leaning in close and letting her hot breath tickle your cheek. Almost intimate, if she didn't suddenly jerk back her hips. You howl as your insides shudder, damn near her entire length dragged out of you, only to suddenly stop as she slams into you full force! You're jolted around, nearly slamming your head into the wall.

That's the most comfortable you are for the next twenty minutes.

Rough withdrawals followed by violent thrusts, you're nothing but a body for her to fuck as she takes you time and time again. From time to time she borders on the edge, much like you do, only for her to stop buried in your depths, a mean look in her eyes as she stares you down. It might be relief, if she didn't jolt you anew as she starts up again.

You sweat, engulfed by bliss as much as regret. You can barely manage to move with her thrusts, simply enduring as she finally allows your end. Of course, she takes you just as hard as you climax, thick, hot goo firing from your weary cock. Some splashes your face, leaving your cheeks and chin a sticky mess. Most ends up on your torso, some even pooling in your belly button before spilling. A hot, sticky mess, about to get stickier.

Sure enough, she throws her head back, letting out a throaty moan as she does. “Take it, bitch!”

That's all you can do, groaning as she floods your back passage with her seed. Mighty, constant twitches accompany every potent load. You swear, your stomach swells as if pumped full of cum. Slight discomfort eases as she slides out of you, her goo leaking from you as she spills all the more over your cock and balls, spent as they are.

With her seed inside you and covering your intimate parts, she finally smiles. Hardly any maliciousness behind her eyes, she looks content.

“Mine,” she notes, almost as if dreaming, even patting you gently on the thigh. “Prove you're mine.”

You're not entirely sure what she means, something almost like laughter escaping her as she slides out of bed, practically ignoring you as she leaves. It takes a moment before you're comfortable enough to do the same, covered in her cum and yours as you escape her room.

It's time for a final shower and some alone time. You need to think long and hard about who will make it to the final...

Notes:

How fun, right? Hope you all enjoyed! (Also, I wrote this in a day, and while I double-checked, I might've missed a few things, please feel free to point out mistakes!)

Here are the matches for sake of ease:

Match 13: Adora vs Yoruichi

Match 14: Eda vs Juri

Looking forward to seeing who goes through! I'm pretty settled on ideas for how each of the 4 will be kinky, but feel free to suggest stuff with your votes, your ideas might be better! Because I'm uploading this at a weird time, I'll once again add a day onto the usual voting limit of a week! Voting ends 01/08!

Chapter 6: Round 3 Victors!

Summary:

The final is decided!

Finally, you can sit down easily again, taking a nice, relaxed seat in your judges chair. The final four women are already on stage, idly conversing with one another as they wait on you. Given how much time you've needed to readjust, it would be rude to keep them waiting much longer.

“Match thirteen, Adora vs Yoruichi!” you call, the pair stopping their chatter and stepping forward.

The athleticism the pair hide beneath their clothing almost seems like a crime. They both look your way, smiling all the while. Yoruichi's is more like a cat poised to strike, but still, it feels you with a primal thrill.

After an additional moment deliberating you finally reveal which of the two will make it to the final.

“Yoruichi!” you declare, the woman nodding sagely in response.

“Good choice,” she agrees, only for a perverted smile to appear. “You're going to love what I have planned.”

You have no doubt about that, looking at the dejected Adora. “Sorry,” you practically whisper.

Adora forces a smile, waving the apology away. “It's fine. I was just looking forward to you meeting Catra.”

It seems she had an interesting plan herself. You almost regret no voting for her, but the body wants what the body wants.

Shaking your head free of any lingering doubts, you move on to your final announcement.

“Match fourteen, Eda vs Juri!” you call, the pair stepping forward.

You're almost surprised by how amicable the pair seem. Sure, they're not hugging and cheering, but they're content to stand beside one another. Juri almost looks ready to laugh at some unspoken joke, the pair waiting for your revelation.

“Juri!” you announce, excitement and fear building within you as you speak her name.

“You're not ready,” she purrs, looking you dead in the eye, not so much as flinching when Eda pats her on the back.

“No, he's not, but it's his choice,” Eda explains, shooting you a quick wink. “Hope you have fun, kiddo!”

That's all she says before leaving the stage, Juri's eyes still locked on you.

Perhaps you've made a terrible mistake, but there's nothing you can do now. Yoruichi vs Juri in the final and you're genuinely unsure what either has planned. Though, it will likely be memorable...

Notes:

Here's the tally for round 3:

 

Match 13:

Adora 4
Vs
Yoruichi 7

 

Match 14:

Eda 3
Vs
Juri 8

 

Thank you everyone for voting! I'll be uploading the final, kinky round in the morning, so please hold fire on voting until then!

Chapter 7: Round 4 (Final)

Summary:

Yoruichi Vs Juri, both show how kinky they can be in the final round!

Excitement flows through you easily as you approach Yoruichi's door, naked and ready for whatever is to come. What could the cat-like kunoichi be planning? There's only ever one way to find out, so you knock on her door.

It opens quickly enough, a naked Yoruichi smiling behind it. You're not exactly surprised as you're dragged inside, quickly standing at the foot of her bed. Already quite the show, you watch as she gives her impressive cock a teasing stroke.

“Any guesses?” she asks, flashing her teeth with a predatory smile.

“Am I getting tied up?” you hazard an answer, earning a chuckle.

“I bet you'd look great, but no.” Oddly, she looks straight past you, a gust of air tickling your back.

Oh, there are hands on your shoulders.

“He is cute,” an unknown voice chimes in, each word tickling your ear with the newcomers' breath. Small breasts press against your back, a cock rubbing against your buttocks.

“This is one of my closest friends, Soifon,” Yoruichi explains, Soifon pressing her crotch all the more against you in response. “We're going to fuck you together.”

You do not fight Soifon's sudden force against your shoulders, taking the hint and dropping to your knees. It takes very little for the pair to shuffle into new positions, standing side by side as the tips of their cocks poke against each of your cheeks. Soifon's a little smaller that Yoruichi, but there really isn't much in it. She's equally shaved, her pale skin standing out against Yoruichi's golden tan.

“Can he handle two?” Soifon asks, casual as can be.

“Let's find out,” Yoruichi responds with a chuckle, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling herself close.

You do what comes naturally, earning a pair of approving hums as you wrap your hands around each of their cocks. Pumping your hand down to their bases, you lightly stroke up and down. Not exactly anything special, but you've got to start somewhere. Neither woman complains, Soifon even moaning slightly as she closes her eyes.

Steadily, you increase your pace, their balls jiggling each time you pump down. Yoruichi can't help but get bored, thrusting her hips in time with each stroke. As pre leaks from each of them, you take her hint.

Closing the gap, you keep idly stroking Soifon as you press your lips against Yoruichi's cock. How readily you part them, accepting her length almost greedily. You slurp and gluk freely as you descend her shaft, halfway by the time you pull back. Bobbing up and down her thick cock, you time it close enough to your constantly moving hand. Salty pre stains your tongue, when Yoruichi surprises you by pulling her self free.

Looking up, she stares at you with obvious hunger.

“Across the bed,” she orders, voice calm despite the obvious authority.

Soifon doesn't complain when you pull your hand away, sighing wistfully as she watches you move. You almost wriggle your hips as you get into position, standing by the side of the bed before lying across it. Your chin rests against one edge, while your feet still remain on the floor, legs spread apart and cock dangling free.

There's hardly any time to get comfortable, Yoruichi's thick, tanned cock suddenly in your face. Almost like second nature, you part your lips. She is completely in control as she takes hold of the back of your head, sliding her cock into your mouth. She doesn't slow down, pushing past the halfway point as you cough and gag to little avail. Her balls slam against your chin, nose buried into her crotch as she holds you in place, throat blocked by her invading cock.

You can't so much as hum in acknowledgement as your cheeks are spread apart, Soifon acting much the same with your behind. She might be even less gentle, suddenly jamming her cock against your ring. You attempt to whine in protest, only for Yoruichi's cock to muffle you. All you can do is endure as you're roughly taken, back passage split apart as Soifon fills you to the brim.

Speared between both their cocks, your inside throb around Soifon's invasion. Her hands roughly grab you by the hips, and she pulls back. She grunts and groans between heavy breaths, her retreat far from smooth as she rubs against your insides. Curse it all for feeling so good!

Sure enough, Soifon doesn't hesitate to rock you forward with a mighty thrust, filling you anew! At the same time, Yoruichi begins her movements, pulling back and dragging the underside of her cock against your tongue, leaving the salty tang of her pre along every inch. Expecting a little mercy, you couldn't be more wrong.

Much like her partner in crime, Yoruichi does not hold back, violently filling your throat anew. About all you can do is breathe through your nose as she already pulls back, only to be jolted forward by Soifon's thrust! Little more than a piece of meat to satisfy their needy cocks, you focus on your steadily rising pleasure between the abuse your holes receive.

You cum first, spilling your seed harmlessly on the floor. Mighty spurts wasted as you relish the short burst of pure bliss. Your tightening ring set off Soifon, who slaps your arse hard as she fills your depths for the final time. Her cock throbs, causing aches as she pumps you full of cum. Shot after potent shot, your stomach is sore by the time she deposits her final dregs, keeping her cock buried inside until Yoruichi finishes.

For the final time, her cock forces its way down your throat, a primal moan that can only mean one thing escaping her. There's no need to swallow with how far she buries herself, cock throbbing and choking you as she pumps her fresh, hot seed down your gullet. You feel every drop between desperate, nasal inhales, your stomach well and truly bloated after only seconds. Still, she holds you in place, gasping and groaning until the very last drop.

Satisfied, she pulls herself free, wiping her sticky, spit-covered cock against your cheek. You grunt as Soifon is far from careful as she pulls out of your arse, the familiar sensation of cum leaking from you only slightly overshadowed by her wiping her cock against your buttocks.

“Kinky enough?” Yoruichi asks after a moment, tickling your chin as she forces you to look up at her.

Apparently, you take to long to answer, Soifon striking your rear and causing you to yelp. “You were asked a question!”

“K-kinky enough,” you stammer, just wanting to sleep from a mixture of satisfaction and such a full belly. Something you apparently do, as the pair don't stop you as you fade out of reality.

When you awaken, you're lying in a makeshift cot outside the showers. Choosing not to question why and feeling much less bloated, you take the opportunity to do what you always do. Clean up and get some rest before the next contestant...

- - -

The moment of truth is here. It's Juri's turn to demonstrate her definition of kinkiness, and you've no one to blame but yourself. Steeling yourself mentally and hoping you can physically take it, you knock on her door.

Not two seconds later, you're surprised to see Juri opening it wide. Alright, that's not the surprising part. It's the fact she's wearing clothes. Well, more clothes than you've seen thus far. Two purple strings come down across her torso, just wide enough to obscure her nipples and little else. They meet around her crotch, widening still to form panties. Her thick cock makes quite the bulge, her attire obscene even if it is the most she's worn thus far.

Not a word is spoken, probably not needed in her mind. She gleefully steps forward, a black piece of fabric in hand. She wraps it around your head without asking, quickly obscuring your eyes and blocking your vision. The feeling of her lips against yours is obvious, a quick peck as she tightens the blindfold.

“This will just take a second,” she whispers, sending a shiver up your spine.

It really does, an electrical hum filling the air only to fade. A handful of gasps echo around, and you feel a distinct breeze. You're almost certain what's happening, dreading as you feel Juri pressing against you as she undoes your blindfold.

Sure enough you're greeted not by the sight of her room, but the great outdoors. A city centre, to be precise. Concrete everywhere and ridiculously tall buildings, you'd almost be content. If you weren't naked with a dozen women staring at you.

“Mine,” she whispers with a chuckle, suddenly throwing a pillow on the floor. The perfect size to rest your knees, and little else.

She doesn't need a command, your fate apparent. Accepting it, you kneel down, the pillow providing some comfort as you await what's next.

Your vision is obscured by her powerful abs, eyes drifting lower as she moves her panties to one side. That mighty cock that's shown you no mercy twice now twitches before your lips, the bitter scent of lust clinging close to it. When she inches forward, you part your lips.

She's gentle, to start, sliding in the tip and humming in approval. Her unique, bitter tang is unforgettable, lust fuelling your loins as she slides along your tongue. It doesn't take long for her to slide inside your tight throat, a manic grin on her lips as you choke and gag. Sure enough, she grabs hold of the back of your head, holding you tight as she forces every last inch inside.

“You love tasting my cock, don't you, slut?” she asks, balls resting against your chin as you struggle to breathe with your nose buried so deep into her crotch.

She fiercely bucks her hips after a moment, knocking your nose and making you a tad dizzy.

“I asked a question. Show everyone you're a good bitch and answer.”

It's obviously muffled and near-impossible to decipher, but you do your best. “Eph!”

“Good boy,” she coos, pulling back her hips.

You take a deep breath through your nose the moment you can, filling your lungs by the time she's halfway free. Determined for a quick end, she shows no mercy, impaling your throat on her cock anew in a single thrust! The sloppy slurps are nothing compared to the constant gluks as spit constantly churns in your mouth. Plenty leaks from the corners of your lips, your throat pounded again and again as she uses it like her personal pussy.

“Hope you're hungry, slut!” she growls, filling your throat for the final time!

Her cock throbs and twitches in the tight confines of your throat, pumping load after heavy load straight into your stomach. You almost gag as some spills free, filling your mouth and mixing with your spit, it naturally joins your already copious amount of drool. Much like Yoruichi, your stomach swells from the quantity, and you feel rather bloated by the time she pulls free of you.

Alas, it doesn't appear to be over, Juri humming as she looks you up and down.

“I bet you could use something to wash that all down,” she muses, still stiff cock in her hand. “Nod.”

Refusal isn't an option, so you do.

There are many women looking at you now, curiosity getting the better of those who aren't openly horny. Many a phone is pointed your way, the flashes of cameras going off not lost on you, all while Juri places the tip of her cock between your lips.

“Don't spill a fucking drop,” she whispers.

That is your warning, flinching as fresh, hot piss pours out of her. It's bitter and stings as it fills your mouth, the desire to spit or turn away quashed by her obvious warning. So, you let it fill your mouth, steadily gulping and letting it into your stomach. Despite the unpleasant taste, it doesn't swell your belly any further than it already has, despite taking minutes for her well to run dry.

With a satisfied sigh, she lets the last few drops flow into your mouth before pulling away. One final humiliation is how she grabs her cock at the base, shaking the final splashes off her and coating your chin.

Humiliated and used in ways you never considered, you simply kneel, watching Juri tuck away her cock and pose for the few onlookers who remain. Only when the novelty runs off and those final few leave, does Juri surprise you.

Squatting down, she reaches out, stroking your cheek not unlike doting on a cute critter.

“Good boy,” she praises. “I think we both know who's winning this.”

With a final wink, she slips your blindfold back on, giving you plenty of time to mull over who will win the title of top futanari. Yoruichi or Juri, it really is a difficult choice...

Notes:

I don't usually go too kinky for these, but I really tossed that out the window this time! I hope you enjoyed and you're ready to vote. As a reminder, here's the final:

Match 15: Yoruichi vs Juri

As ever, you've got one week to cast said votes! (Ends 08/08)

Chapter 8: Official Top Futa!

Summary:

After 4 rounds, the winner is crowned!

Four of the most intense rounds you've gone through finally cultivate right here, right now. The two finalists no doubt have plans for if they win, standing as they do full nude. They're only a few feet from the 'prize' as you approach, passing them and touching the arm of the throne.

A solid chair, it's made of a shining, black material. Almost certainly a metal of some kind, but if it's not silver or gold it's out of your wheelhouse of knowledge. Pure white contrasts wonderfully as pillows in perfect position, cushioning anyone who sits on it in the right areas. Namely, buttocks and back.

That's not all, of course. A small pedestal has the same black sheen, a handful of items upon it. A tiara, of course. It's gold and decorated with sapphires at regular intervals and will no doubt look glorious on either woman's head. Instead of a sceptre, you spy a gold choker, encrusted with smaller, but no less dazzling sapphires. Of course, to round it out is the usual sash. Purple as it is, the writing stands out in white. 'Top futa' it reads, and you're about ready to dish out the title.

“Ladies,” you finally greet, facing the finalists, who both stare at you with unabashed lust.

Yoruichi is to your left, tan skin on fine display. It's easy to forget just how athletic she is, muscles relaxing as she's quite comfortable appearing nude. Her teeth are just about visible as she cutely bites her lip, looking at you like a hungry tigress. Her cock is very much paying attention, erect as it is and slightly twitching.

To your right, is Juri. It's not the first time you've seen her nude form, and you suspect it won't be the last. Strong and slender, her lean muscles flex as she stretches, showing off her curves. As if reminiscing about all the times she forced you down her cock, the appendage in question twitches, waiting for another shot.

“I'll not keep you in suspense,” you begin, unable to prevent a teasing pause. “Juri wins!”

“Knew it,” she states, barely hiding the shaky breath she exhales.

Before she can head towards her hard won throne, Yoruichi stops her. The pair exchange a stare, neither backing down even as you brace for the worst. Only for Yoruichi to break into a smile, patting the other woman on the back.

“Congratulation,” she begins, removing her hand as Juri grunts. “I'll beat you next time.”

“Doubt it,” Juri retorts, breaking out into a smirk as Yoruichi chuckles.

“Well, don't break him, just in case.”

With a wink to the victor, then yourself, Yoruichi is content to leave things be, a distinct swagger in her step as she retreats.

It's a sight you don't get to admire for long, Juri's hand on your shoulder as she drags you with her.

“Come on,” she says, dragging you all the way to her throne.

She doesn't waste any time, sitting down on the black throne and leaning back. Spreading her legs, she shows off her cock in all its glory as she gives it a teasing stroke; all the while staring at you.

“Crown,” she states simply, and you get into gear.

Approaching the table, you pick up the crown. Light despite its size, you carry it to the waiting Juri. She doesn't mind flashing her teeth as you lean in, placing it upon her head. There's no order, yet you turn around, ignoring the slap on your rear as you return to the table. Grabbing the sash, you bring it to Juri. She even leans forward, letting you slip it over her. It rests almost loosely as she leans back, the fabric obscuring one of her nipples.

When you return for the third time, choker in hand, she takes it from you. She's almost gentle as she wraps her free arm around you, pulling you down. Her thick cock twitches against your own, almost buried between her bust as she runs her hand up your back. Your skin bristles, cock aching as she finds your neck. Slowly, she opens up the choker, wrapping it around you and clamping it shut. Giving it a firm tug, you're definitely aware of it, though it doesn't quite live up to its namesake.

“Too tight?” she asks, tilting her head.

“No,” you answer after a moment, bracing for that to change.

It doesn't.

Just like that, she releases you, drinking in your form. She hums in approval, just about resisting the urge to stroke herself.

“Turn around,” she orders, that familiar harshness returning to her tone.

You do exactly that, cheeks growing hot as she wolf whistles.

“Come on, babe,” she practically whispers. “Let's celebrate.”

You can guess what she means, all doubt removed as her hands are on your hips. Spreading her legs, you're dragged between them. Her thick, hot cock barely tickles you, when you hop into her lap. A slight grind has her hiss, fingers digging into you.

“Up you go, slut,” she warns, lifting you with ease.

The top of her cock is all she needs to pry your cheeks apart, slipping between them and poking at your ring in no time. Your cock twitches as you moan like the whore you are, ring splitting apart as she forces you down her length. The burning pain of such a sudden entry quickly melts as she forced her way over that special spot, finally coming to a stop impaled on her full length.

“I'm going to be honest, so listen,” she begins, speaking directly into your ear. “I couldn't care less about this title. All I care about,” she pauses, kissing your ear as she jerks her hips. “Is loving my new fuck-hole.”

You would never have described any of her acts as loving. Not exactly. A point you don't feel like debating as you sit on her cock as it twitches inside your depths. You can't exactly focus, either, her grip on your hips growing stronger as she takes full control.

With little warning, she lifts you, your tight inside clinging tight around her cock, almost refusing to move. Something she ignores, a whine of discomfort silenced as you're lifted halfway up her length. Sure enough, she thrusts as she pulls you down, sending a crude jolt of pleasure through you as she reaches your depths.

Completely at her mercy, you whine and moan again and again, pre leaking as she reaches around, giving your cock a teasing stroke as she forces you down her length time and time again.

“Good slut.” “Tight fuck-hole!” “Sweet little whore.” Just a few of the many things she whispers to you, her grip on your cock tightening as you're pushed over the edge.

Thick ropes of potent cum fire from you, staining the floor. The more you shoot, the lighter she grips, releasing you only when you sully her hand with your seed. She doesn't waste, smearing it over your stomach as you come to a sudden stop around her cock.

“Take it all,” she whines, resting her lips against your neck.

Her cock twitches inside your depths, blast after blast of her cum flooding your backside. Hot and sticky, more than half leaks from you already even as your stomach swells. She does not release you until the final few drops fill you, and even then, she holds you in place.

Minutes pass before she sighs, hands moving to your thighs. “Who is the best?”

You almost don't register the question, satisfied as you are. “You are,” you answer. After all, you crowned her.

You groan as she bucks her hips, cock still hard despite it all.

“Who?”

Perhaps she wants to hear her name?

“Juri Han,” you answer again, whining in delight as her hands snake to your crotch.

“Good boy,” she praises, licking your neck as she grabs both your cock and balls, squeezing and pumping until you're hard anew. “Bounce for me.”

You're so spent, yet her grip on you goes from loving to worrying, and you grunt as you ascend her length anew. Who knows how long she intends to use her prize? You'll simply have to ride it out...

Notes:

Thanks everyone for voting, Juri ultimately wins! Here's the tally for those curious:

Yoruichi 2
Vs
Juri 9

That does it for now. Another 'Top' story will start soon. Either Top Goth or Top Furry, I'm not sure yet. Until then, hope you all enjoyed!

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 3 of Top Tournaments