“I don't know about you guys but I feel fantastic.” Morn said, positively beaming with excitement. She had made it to the finals and all that stood between her and the prize money was beating the champion of the previous tournaments. She stood outside of a stand that sold roasted turkey legs and had already eaten one in celebration. The hustle and bustle of the tournament's visitors had the town’s streets packed.
Kozor’s jaw clattered in Glysh’s hand as he spoke. “I'm glad you are, sweet cheeks and I have been doing some recon. The champion not only won the last tournament, but the seven consecutive ones before it.”
Morn shrugged, her tight top sliding up with her shoulders, to reveal even more of underboob. “Eh, so he's an old bastard. Just gotta work sexy and hit him low!”
“Yeah about that.” Glysh took over. “It's a golem, named Golden Golem. He has no sex drive or sex. Like at all he's made of clay.”
Kozor spoke up. “Without examining it closely myself I can't say for certain, but undoubtedly it's a strong golem made specifically for combat. So the clay itself has to be as hard as stone.”
The orc woman slumped at hearing this. She knew she was strong but she was wondering how she could break rock.
The now blue oni chimed in. Kuni was fully afflicted by the curse of her people, which turned females into overly horny futas every month. They could only get released with the help of another. She stood a full head taller than her orc friend, with even more muscle and breast. Now with a burning male labito she felt the need to come to the aid of the greenskin female. “Is there anything we can do to beat him? Like maybe a strength potion or something.”
Kozor rocked his jaw back and forth, mimicking the motion of shaking his head ‘no’ as best he could. “If Morn suddenly becomes super strong, the organizers would definitely want to do a drug test. If that happens then we’ll pocket no money and probably end up worse for cheating.”
Morn shuddered. “Either way I am NOT doing potions again.” Memories flashed in her head of her fight with Duma the hunter in her home tribe. She had taken a potion that blocked any sensations of pain and that made her careless in fight. When it wore off she experienced all the pain at once, and the agony of several groin attacks simultaneously catching up with her was not something she was keen on reliving
Glysh smiled, her pointy ears perking up. “If you guys are really dedicated to win, me and bone boy have a plan. I did some looking and the organizers have an anti-magical rune hidden near the Squared Circle.”
The skeleton wizard continued. “It's a special model, strong enough to stop active spellcasting but not too strong as to disrupt magical constructs, like me or the golem.”
“So we smash this rune thing?” Morn asked.
The goblin scoffed, standing on her tiptoes to reach up and gently bonk the orc on her head with the skull she held. “You lack subtlety. If it's broken they will know something has happened. I've done this before, I will use a special disappearing paint and cover up the rune’s markings exactly. It has to be precise to avoid triggering any alarms. Best part is when we are all done there will be no evidence. It's usually heavily guarded at all times, but most guards slip away to watch matches. Only a couple guys are left behind during the brawl.”
Morn scowled as she rubbed her head. “So we beat up the guards, got it.”
“Subtility!” The goblin yelled as she swung the wizard’s skull between the orc’s legs and gave her womanhood a quick smack. It was enough to make her bend over at the waist and cup her groin. Her pants could not take the motion and slid down to expose a healthy dose of her green butt cleavage. Kuni craned her head to ogle it shamelessly, feeling a stirring in her loins.
“If guards are found knocked out then we still have the issue of evidence. We just need someone to distract them long enough for me to slip in and do my work. That's where big blue comes in.”
Kuni snapped at attention. “Come in?”
Kozor scoffed. “Just jiggle your big blue gazongas to lure those guards away.”
Kuni shook her head. “I'm a warrior, not some temptress. No way am I'm going to jiggle my chest for some guys to drool over, I have my pride.”
Glysh pleaded, even as she dodged a clumsy retaliatory strike from Morn. “Come on, we need you for this. Kozor will stick with Morn and once the rune is disabled he will possess her body, cast a little spell, and then we are all rich.”
Kozor was annoyed at being used as a weapon, but enjoyed seeing the big lug of a woman being humiliated, so he let it slide.
Glysh looked at Kuni, seeing that her newly developed manhood was at half mast and pitching a tent in the bottoms designed for a woman. “Pride indeed. Hey Morn, maybe you can help our blue friend with her blue balls. I'm sure she will be willing to go along with our scheme then.”
The orc gave up on attempting to extract revenge on the goblin for now and forced herself to stand up straight. “Ugh fine. If you help out I’ll give you a little handy.” The orc emphasized this by shaking a fist up and down.
“Anal” Kuni shot back instantly, her impressive manhood standing at full attention.
“Are you out of your damn mind, no way you are sticking that thing in my ass!” Morn stataed, almost taken aback by the gall of the oni.
Kuni’s response was short and simple. “In the ass or no deal.”
“Youre not going to fuck my ass!” Morn’s voice rising in shock.
Passers-by stopped and stared, seeing the two screaming at each other. Some whispered jokes and others hurried away, the sight of a female oni with a throbbing erection scaring them off.
Kozor looked on in disbelief. “I'm watching a prostitution deal.”
“Okay okay.” Morn waved her hands in exasperation. “I’ll let you fuck my tits, how about that?”
Kuni was unsure, still thinking she could at least shoot for vaginal intercourse. Her resolve melted away when she saw the orc lean forward, pushing her arms together to squish her breasts together. Morn looked up at her taller friend with a pleading look. “I'll let you finish all over my face.” She drove this home by slowly licking her lips.
Kuni’s whole body shuddered at this, her dick pulsing with a desire to be buried deep between green boobs. “So, we gonna find a little alleyway right now to do this or-”
The oni was cut off when Morn grabbed her by the balls. She squeezed, but very gently. “Not so fast.” She whispered, running a finger along the blue woman’s chest. Morn tugged at the sac in her hands, in order to bring the oni's ear next to her mouth.
“You're going to do a good job, then you’ll get your reward, got it?”
Kuni could not speak. It was fear of having her balls squeezed but the overwhelming lust she felt that made it so she would have jumped off a cliff in this moment, if commanded to do so. The breathy whisper, hot breath on her skin, the assertiveness of the orc were too much. All she could do was nod. She bargained with herself, reasoning that she is much more susceptible to female charms when she has a penis.
“Good girl.” Morn said, giving the oni’s ear a nibble before letting her go. She spun on her heels, returning to her usual boisterous speech pattern as she scooped up Kozor. “All right guys, lets fucking do this!”
Kuni was left holding her ear, stunned into silence. Even her most wild wet dreams were not as intense as that moment now. Already she was thinking of Morn bossing her around, degrading her, maybe even stepping on her.
She was broken from her trance by Glysh snapping her fingers. “Wake up, we got a job to do.”
“Yes, right, yeah.”
“Also you may want to tuck away that stiffy. The guards are male and may not be too seduced by it.”
Kuni looked down, seeing that the fabric of her bottoms was stretched tight and her erection was nearly on full display. She hid it the best she could to conceal her arousal.
The crowd roared as Morn stood at her corner of the squared circle. In the center stage an elven male in a black and white striped shirt was polishing a speaking stone. Kozor, sitting on a railing and watching on, had assured her that he could sense the exact moment the anti-magic device was down. She had already granted permission to possess her, so the process would be simple and easy. All the orc girl had to do was keep the golem busy. She had fought plenty of big dumb brutes before, this one shouldn’t be any different. Of course this time she couldn't use any weapons and her opponent would be an unfeeling magic construct.
The onlookers threw jeers at the woman and were eager to see her bested. They were all put to silence when a band of bards trumpeted their horns, drawing attention to the entry walkway. The booming voice of the ref shouted over the magic speaking system.
“Ladies and gentleman, I present to you the most electrifying golem in the world of unarmed combat! The Stone!”
Appearing in the walkway was a towering mass of living claw. It was expertly sculpted into the shape of a muscular human. Its footfalls sounded even over the crowd as they chanted its name. It was nude, save for very tight creeper skin underwear and polished boots. The Stone had a chiseled jawline that looked like it walked out of a master sculptor's yard. While its body was a dull tan color, the features and movements of the golem looked like they were actually flesh, it even opened its mouth in a wide smile revealing clay teeth.
“Damn, that's one well made golem.” Kozor clattered from his resting spot on the railing that separated spectators from the show. “Someone spent real money for its core and casting.”
“That's just lovely.” Morn said, throwing a hand in frustration. “Any ideas on how good it can fight?”
Kozor thought for a moment. “Considering they shilled out for facial articulation I’m guessing this thing is gonna have a lot of moves programmed into it. But just try to stay alive out there, you don't gotta beat it.”
“Gee, thanks.”
A man from the audience craned over the skull. “What are you guys talking about?”
The skull lowered his voice as much as he could. “Avert your gaze, mortal, lest I drag you soul to the abyss myself!”
With that the man clamped his jaw shut and shot his eyes back to the ring.
“Hey, so how do I seduce a guy?” Kuni asked, slouching slightly.
“What do you mean, how do you seduce a guy? Ain't you ever used your assets to get a guy to do what you want?” Glysh admonished.
The two were just outside of the eyeshot of the container of the anti magic device. The goblin was correct, only a duo of guards were in front of the room that held it. It was constructed underneath the bleachers of the arena, close enough so its effects could protect the fights. Both guards were male and looked annoyed to be there.
“No, I never use my body like that. And I don't wanna screw these guys.”
Glysh held her head in her hand. “You don't gotta screw 'em, just distract them for a bit while I do my thing. I sneak in and out, and when I'm done you can just excuse yourself and leave. Just say you got the shits or something, only the really freaky guys will follow you then.”
The oni scrunched her face. “Yeah but how do I get their-”
She was cut off. “Just bounce your big blue boobies, it's not hard.” She said, sneaking off out of sight and waiting for her moment to skulk in.
Kuni adjusted her outfit, pulling up her leopard print top and making sure her penis was tucked up as best it could. With a deep sigh she walked out, trying to push out her ample chest. “Hey boys, I got so bored up there. I wanted to have some real fun down here.”
“How can you get bored watching the championship match?” One guard said, a younger man with blonde hair and short stubble. They were both armed in simple light armor with a short sword hanging at their hip.
The second guard, a slightly older looking man with a fine mustache jabbed him in the ribs with his elbow to shut him up. “Ignore my friend, I'm sure I can keep a gal like you entertained.”
“I was hoping for both of you.” She said, feeling the blood rush to her face from embarrassment. “I, um, love guys in uniform.”
“Oh.” The mustache man chuckled. “You sound like a naughty girl, need a couple of men of the law to punish you?”
“Oh yes, very naughty.” Kuni said, toes curling from embarrassment. How did Morn make this look so easy? “Why don't you come here, I won't bite.”
“But we are supposed to be protecting the magic thingy.” The blond man protested. His companion shot him daggers.
“We have been stuck down here every match, we earned this. You see the size of those breasts on her, you can finish fast and come back when you are done.”
He all but dragged his fellow guardsman to meet the oni.
Morn ducked under the golem’s large grasping hand. Its arms were as thick as her torso and it stood a full head and shoulders taller than her. The orc girl got behind the construct, stomping her foot at the back of its knee to try and topple it. She felt like she was stomping on solid ground and it didn't even budge.
Kozor watched on. The undead mage thought to himself that the golem was trying to miss attacks. He surmised that if fights ended too early, then people wouldn't get their money's worth. The Stone swung an arm behind him, catching Morn on the shoulder to send her face down onto the ground. It stuck where she was hit, like someone through a rock at her. She started to push herself up, but was stopped when she felt cold hard hands clasping under her chin. The golem sat its weight down on her behind and started to wrench her head up, pulling her into a camel clutch. The crowd cheered, seeing their hated wrestler getting stretched out. Morn tried to yell out, but her voice was stuck in her shut jaw. Her skeleton-patterned top failed to contain her assets when pulled into this awkward position and her green mammaries bounced down into full view. Suddenly the jeers turned to hoots and hollers, every man in the audience trying to shift to the side of the ring offering the best view of her exposed chest.
Morn remained stuck in this hold for what felt to her an eternity, while her spine was arched all the way back. Eventually the golem let go, letting her fall down with her neck and back in pain. She writhed on the ground for a moment, not even thinking about covering her exposed breasts. The Stone was looking at the audience, flexing and waving for them to cheer louder. Morn felt like she was being disrespected and forgot who she was fighting. She shot to her feet and launched her shin between the legs of her opponent.
The men who were looking on winced for a moment, but were surprised when the golem didn't react. Morn sucked at her teeth as a sharp pain radiates all around her leg, as it felt like her tibia practically shattered from that kick. She did her best to not cry out, but even still she could feel beads of sweat forming on her forehead. At least she did learn that her foe was totally smooth down there.
“Haha, you are so funny!” Kuni giggled like an idiot. The mustached man had told a rambling tale and she thought this would be an appropriate reaction. Inwardly, her skin crawled as she kept up this charade. She had gotten the two men away from the entryway, and that seemed to be enough for Glysh. Moving silently, the goblin crept up to the device. It rested on a small table, propped on a cushion to keep it from rolling off. The head-sized orb was covered in intricate runes and symbols that glowed with arcane powers. She quickly got to her task, pulling out a fine brush and dipping it in a vial of clear liquid. This was a concoction that would numb magic for a short time before vanishing. It worked on runes, scrolls, and in a pinch wizards too. She only had a very limited supply, as it was hard to come by and illegal to possess. The thief carefully painted exactly over the symbols, hoping to conserve as much of this substance as she could.
Kuni felt her heart racing, as they were all in eyeshot of the goblin’s fat ass as she worked. The oni felt like she had to work harder to keep the men’s attention. “Hey, you guys like boobs right? You wanna touch mine?”
This got a surprised look from both males. “This feels kinda suspicious.” The blond said.
“It should feel soft, you fucking virgin.” The mustached man said as he brought up both hands to one of the oni’s breasts and pushed it up to feel its weight. He bit his lip seeing it bounce. Slightly irritated, the other man joined in, slowly reaching out a hand and grabbing a handful right over her nipple. Kuni regretted her choice, as all that groping started to get her aroused, but she couldn't stop now. She kept her chest out, letting the men do as they pleased.
Glysh worked fast, covering the symbols with an expert hand. When it was complete she put away her tools and felt a beam of pride. She gave a short hop of excitement, but felt her ass bounce and the cheeks clap together loudly. Her heart froze, worried that her butt got her in trouble again.
“What was that noise?” The younger man said, starting to turn his head.
Kuni panicked, hooking her strong arms around both men and pushing them closer to her and smothering them with her chest. “Must have been the wind!”
Glysh quickly got out and hid.
The mustache man didn't resist but the blonde pulled out with a gasp of air. “Hey, what’s that poking my stomach?” He asked, looking down low. His heart stopped when he saw the throbbing bulge pointing at him.
“Oh no wow I gotta take a fat shit, be right back!” She stuttered as he ran away, dick bobbing and tits bouncing.
The mustached man had an idiot grin on his face. The blonde sighed. “You know that chick had a dick, right?”
He only smiled. “Does it look like I care, virgin?”
Morn was caught in a bear hug from the Stone, her chest compressing against his rock hard pecs.
“Their gonna pop, fuck!” She gasped out, feeling like her boobs were in a vice. The golem twisted its body and tossed her down, once more resuming its crowd work as Morn tried to rub away the pain. Suddenly she felt a familiar presence investing her body and gradually taking control of her movements. She soon lost the control of her arms and became a spectator through her own eyes.
“Looks like Glysh knows her stuff.” said Kozor using Morn’s voice. He shot up and gave a short stretch, enjoying feeling the bright sun warming his green flesh, the breeze, and the sounds rushing in his ears. Without any hesitation, grabbed the orc’s chest, and started kneading the soft bare flesh.
“That doesn’t look like youre casting a fucking spell!” Morn shouted in her head at the wizard.
“Oh come on, I haven't felt literally anything in forever. Let me enjoy these, you never have a problem flaunting them around.” He said out loud, letting the green boobies bounce around in his hands.
“I’d wring your neck if you had one!”
“I’ll give you the buff spell, just relax a moment-” His voice was cut off as the Stone struck the woman’s chest with a chopping motion, compressing both mammaries against her rib cage. Kozor let out a yipe of pain as he fell to the ground, cradling the orc’s breast.
“Why does getting hit in the boobs hurt so much?” He whined.
“I better not get a bruise!” Morn warned, trying to think how to punish the skeleton for this later.
Still on the ground Kozor quickly spoke arcane words, twisting his hands into magic signs. “It’s cast, now do your thing.” The wizard said as he relinquished control of the body.
Morn was happy to be able to move again, but grit her teeth at the pain in her chest. She pushed away the agony, getting to her feet. She felt a surge of power rush through her body, her clothes got even tighter as her muscles expanded. “Here goes nothing.” She said as she punched the golem in the chest. To her surprise it did not hurt her hand, instead she felt the hard clay give and dent under her blow. The Stone stumbled back as he struggled to stay upright. A collective gasp was heard from the crowd as this turn of the battle.
“Hell yeah!” She cried out, a sudden rush of fighting rage filling her.. She knew she had to find its core to defeat it. The orc shot out a few more rapid punches, trying to get a feel for anything more solid in the construct. Her fist felt something deeper inside and she punched again, feeling it travel lower in its body. She kept going until the lump went to his groin.
The Stone tried to stop this, grabbing her up in a bear hug again. It had her arms at her side as it squeezed harder than before. Morn kicked with her legs, hitting the golem in the crotch again and again, feeling the space between its legs get forced upward. With her enhanced strength she forced the clay away, leaving an empty spot in its speedo. She flexed her arms, breaking free of the Stone’s grasp as she fell to her feet.
Looking at the golem’s groin, the orc was happy to see a fist-sized golden orb drop into the pouch of the underwear.
“Looks like someone’s ball dropped!” She laughed. She shot both hands around the delicate core and compressed it between her palms. Once more, the males attending winced, some holding themselves in sympathy pain. She kept pressing harder, seeing cracks form in the orb. The golem tried to grab her wrists to pull them away, but with its essence being crushed, it quickly lost strength. With a final grunt of effort the ball shattered, sparking once with magic as the power that kept the golem alive faded.
The Stone shot up straight, twitching slightly before melting into a puddle of soft lifeless clay, floating speedo in the mix. Morn let out a loud cheer, planting one foot on her opponent to start the pin count.
There was some uproar, but Morn passed the drug test and the guard swore they were at their post the whole time. Even examining the runes showed no signs of tampering. Reluctantly the organizers handed over the prize money. There was even some respect gained from the fans, as she seemed to have won this fight fair and square. Still, Morn gathered her friends and got herself a scrap of fur on the cheap for her to rip up to a new loincloth and top. She collected her demonic club and hefted the weapon over her shoulder.
“How do people wear pants all the time, these things suck!” Morn said, pelling off the skin tight fabric and tossing it aside like trash. She was in an alleyway, not caring who was looking on as she was totally nude. She pulled on the simple loincloth that barely covered her womanhood.
Kuni was biting her lip, her futa penis throbbing with needy desire. “Hey don't forget we had a deal.”
Glysh was balancing Kozor on her finger again, easily keeping it upright even as he spoke. “Ah, good, the prostitution deal can be completed. Glad you have some honor there.”
The goblin smirked. “From what I heard you were the one who was feeling himself up on stage in front of everyone.”
The wizard suddenly felt shame well up in him. “Fair.”
“Oh don't worry.” Morn said, her voice getting low and husky as she strutted to the oni. She pushed the larger woman against a wooden wall, their breasts pressing against each other. The orc reached low, grabbing the thick blue penis in a gentle grip. “I'll take good care of this big fat-”
Kuni let out a lusty moan as her testicles clenched up and shot a hot sticky load onto the green woman’s abs. Morn was surprised and stunned into silence as she was expecting to need to get her boobs dirty. She felt the oni’s dick pump a few more ropes before it rapidly began to shrink, to shrivel back into a vagina as Kuni regained her red female form. The oni enjoyed a few moments of afterglow before she wiped in embarrassment.
“This never happened before, I swear!”
Glysh giggled. “Don't worry, it happens to every guy.”
Kuni kept stuttering. “I mean, my dumb male half just ya know was too excited and and and.”
Morn cut her off, taking off her loincloth to keep cum from getting on her new purchase. “Whatever, works for me.”
Kozor, feeling an odd bit of sympathy, tried to change the subject from premature ejaculation. “When we’ll hit the next town it may be a good idea to get that club appraised. I’d like to know what kind of magic it still has, if any.”
Morn examined her weapon for a moment before shrugging. “Yeah, and we gotta get this back to my master too, I still gotta learn that fire punch. But I gotta hit a bathhouse or something first.”
Kuni rubbed her hands together. “Need any help?”
“No thanks, I don't need another mess.”
Their departure was witnessed by a group of yellow robed figures. They were upset that their money making golem had been destroyed, but found some solace knowing when they got reports that a necromantic orc, a ninja goblin, and a color changing oni had bounties put on them by the Golden Order. If they could not pay their tribute through the tournament then they would get it another way.
