The Queen's Cup begins

The next day, the games began. Luka's first opponent was human and he won in less than a minute. The crowd gave a polite cheer, but was clearly bored. They came to see monsters fight monsters and rape humans, not boring human on human fights. Ben looked around. The crowd was 90% female. Emma couldn't join him due to another rule they hadn't been aware of: no competitor could watch the matches, lest they gain an unfair advanrage.

Emma faced a Cerberus. Another extinct legendary monster. Ben could see the joy on Emma's face at this once in a lifetime opportunity to battle a legend. Still, she remembered her mission and dispatched the Cerberus with ease.

Due to Emma's entrance in this version of events, the brackets were slightly different. In the true history, Alma Elma had earned a bye from being the number one seed. But since the brackets were now even, she had to compete in the first round. Not that it bothered her in the slightest. Hers was the last match of the day. The crowd went absolutely nuts, chanting "Kyuba! Kyuba! Kyuba!" Ben marveled at her beauty and had a brief pang of regret that he hadn't competed and drawn her first.

Her opponent was human, which resulted in wild cheers. Ben had already had the misfortune of watching a few extended rapes in the first round. He consoled himself with the thought that the next round would be all monsters and Luka, since humans tended to enter just to get raped. But the anticipation of the crowd was far greater for Kyuba. They knew they would get a show.

Alma Elma didn't disappoint. She theatrically ripped her opponent's pants off with one pass. She was using the wind element, which mean her opponent had no chance of touching her. He just stood there, flapping in the wind with no pants, sword in hand.

"Oh, how cute!" Alma Elma cooed. "This one actually wants to fight!"

The man slashed at her with his sword as she passed by. He got nothing, of course. Suddenly, she appeared behind him, took him down easily, and ran through a fast series of moves using body parts that one normally didn't even associate with sex. The crook of her knee, her hair, and her armpit. Her armpit proved to be too much, as the man spilled his semen against it. The crowd roared their approval as he collapsed. The ever flexible Alma Elma theatrically licked her own armpit clean.

And then the real fun began. Ben had looked away from the other rapes, but the way Alma Elma did it enraptured him. The only thing she didn't use was her vagina, because that was too much for most men unless she was gentle, and the crowd didn't want to see gentle.

"Oh my God, is that even possible?!" one woman shrieked.

"How does that not hurt?" another one wondered.

"It's the magic," another explained. "Believe me, he'll feel that one in the morning."

"How is she so flexible?"

"Can a penis even go there?!"

"Oh no! She just ate him! Oh wait, she spit him back out. Oh, she ate him again!"

Ben knew she wouldn't kill her opponent. That would get her banned from the coliseum. Besides, she was on a mission herself. It was Emma's job to stop her. Still, Alma Elma loved to have fun, and if anything, her determination to do something bad to Luka made her even more rough than usual with her first opponent. Alma Elma swallowed him in her tail several more times before finally sptting him out and leaving him quivering on the ground. A stretcher team came out for the seventh time that day to take him away.

Spider Princess' party teleported to Plansect Forest at dawn. It was time to begin the actual point of the quest, to seek the endorsements of the other insect queens. First would be Queen Bee, as she was the most easygoing and reasonable. If Spider Princess could secure her endorsement, the odds of getting Queen Ant should increase dramatically, since Queen Ant trusted Queen Bee.

There was just one problem. No, it wasn't Plansect Forest itself. The war between the plant and insect tribes had been settled for the most part. No, the problem was that one of their party members was acting a bit strangely.

"I LOVE this forest!" Granberia exclaimed, skipping happily through the grass and leaves. "This is my favorite forest ever!"

"Is the Granberia of this world normally like this?" Tamamo whispered to Spider Princess.

"Never," Spider Princess answered. "Something is very wrong here."

"The smells! The sounds!" Granberia gushed. "How have I ever lived anywhere BUT a forest!? We must camp here tonight! I want to lie on my back and see the stars through the canopy of trees!"

"Hee Hee," Vitae giggled. "She's definitely improving my mood. Maybe we should camp tonight. Luka cooks so well, and the weather is beautiful. And the people here are so friendly."

"Yes! The plants, the insects, ALL my friends!" Granberia sang, continuing to skip and dance around the party.

"I'm afraid I might have had something to do with this," Albert volunteered.

"Oh no," Tamamo groused. "Albert, what did you do?"

"I might have…. Had sex with her for most of the night."

"With Granberia?!" Tamamo exclaimed. "That's not like her! It's not like her, is it Spider Princess?"

"No, definitely not like her," Spider Princess answered, a sour expression on her face.

"How did you pull that off?!" Tamamo asked.

"Hey, she came to me!" Albert replied. "She wanted training! She was upset about how easily she succumbed to pleasure. So she asked me to not hold anything back. So I didn't."

"You… you're lovemaking skills did that?!" Sonya asked in disbelief.

"He wishes!" Tamamo laughed. "No, what's actually going on is that he's got very strong semen and Granberia's overdosed on energy."

"Overdosed?!" Luka asked. "Will she be all right?"

"You can't actually overdose in a dangerous way on semen," Tamamo said. "Believe me, I've tried. But if you ingest too much energy, it can make you a little giddy. Albert, if my taste buds are still as accurate as they used to be, produces semen with about ten times the energy content of a human male. So I limit myself to one or two shots with him. Granberia looks like she got a bit more than that."

"A bit?!" Sonya exclaimed. "Albert, how much did you feed her?!"

"Um…. I wasn't counting, but…. Probably a dozen?"

"She's ingested the equivalent of over one hundred men's semen?!" Spider Princess yelled. "No wonder she's so high!"

"I'm high, I'm high, I think that I could fly!!" Granberia sang, spinning and dancing and laughing as she kicked leaves up.

"It gets worse," Tamamo explained. "Granberia has always been a reluctant eater. She's that way about regular food as well as semen. She always eats the minimum she needs to stay at a high level of fitness. The most I ever saw the Granberia on my world take from a man was three shots. She has no tolerance. Her blood semen level must be off the charts!"

"I hope you won't be insulted," Sonya asked. "But how much are you used to? I thought you could never take more than two shots at a time?"

"From one man," Tamamo answered. "But I've got nine tails, honey. I can get eighteen shots in a minute from nine different guys. In my bad old days I used to make them line up to feed me. Even now, in my temple, sometimes I draw a crowd. But even so, what I get in an average day back in Yamatai, I need only two shots from Albert to match it. And it's been a loooong time since I've had as much in me as Granberia has now."

"Oh, Luka!" Granberia said lovingly, embracing Luka. "You smell soooo good. I could just eat you up. And I don't even eat people! Maybe just a taste."

Granberia licked Luka's neck, leaving a wet streak of slobber on him. Sonya shooed Granberia away quickly. Granberia laughed, called Sonya a slowpoke, and grabbed one of Tamamo's tails.

"Hey!" Tamamo shouted. "Hands off the special tail! I don't go around touching your privates!"

"But it's so soft…." Granberia purred, rubbing it against her face. "Oh…. Oh…..AAAAHHH!!!!!"

"Granberia, are you coming?! Let go!"

Granberia complied, letting go and resuming her skipping.

"I feel so violated right now," Tamamo muttered.

"Um…. Tamamo?" Albert said.

"What! You have something to say?!" Tamamo growled.

"I think your tail made Granberia a little TOO happy," Albert said, pointing.

"Oh no!" Sonya exclaimed. "She's gone magical girl again!"

Indeed, Granberia was floating in the air, in full magical girl Granberia costume, spraying hearts, rainbows, gumdrops, and candy canes all over the forest. The weaker monsters in the area began dancing and singing themselves, caught up in Granberia's infectious joy.

"I cannot go and see the Queen Bee with Granberia like this," Spider Princess groused. "she's so energized from Albert's super semen that even your special tail failed to reduce her energy significantly."

"If anything, it seems to have given her even more energy," Luka noted.

"Hmmm, you might be right," Tamamo agreed. "I'd give her my nine moons, but I don't think even that will cut it. Hmmm…. Hey, you!"

"Me?" a pitcher plant girl dancing with Granberia asked.

"Yes, you!" Tamamo confirmed. "Are you in the mood for something tasty?"

"Always!"

"Outstanding!" Tamamo said, quickly moving to intercept Granberia as she danced in her general vicinity and snatching her with a few tails. Tamamo quickly stripped Granberia naked and plunged her into the pitcher plant.

"Ahhhh….. so good…" Granberia wheezed as the digestive fluids began to work on her body.

"You don't mean for me to actually digest her, do you?!" the pitcher plant asked, alarmed. "I mean, she's delicious and all, but what did she ever do to you?"

"I wouldn't worry," Tamamo assured her. "Granberia is as tough as they come. It would take you hours to even burn her skin. Just enjoy her taste for a few minutes and if you could, make her come a few times. We need to calm her down."

"Yes…. " Granberia begged. "Make me come. Again and again and again. I love you…. Whoever you are. I've always loved venus fly trap girls."

"I'm a pitcher plant," the plant huffed. "We look nothing alike."

"Fwah!!" Granberia exclaimed as she was brought to orgasm.

The pitcher plant, now assured that she couldn't actually hurt Granberia, began to squeeze with her pitcher, rubbing the digestive juices into her skin and under her scales. Already extra sensitive due to Albert's aphrodisiac juice, it was too much. Granberia began to orgasm uncontrollably. That excited the pitcher plant's predatory instincts, causing her to squeeze and rub with her leaves even more, which in turn sent Granberia to new heights of ecstasy.

"Damn!" Albert exclaimed. "I thought I was good, but even I couldn't get her to make those faces."

Fifteen minutes, and ten orgasms later, Granberia was barely conscious. Tamamo lifted her out of the pitcher plant, then conjured a small rain shower to wash the juices off her skin.

"What about under her scales?" Luka asked.

"The juices will be too weak to hurt her in an hour or so," Tamamo explained. "I didn't even really need to wash them off her skin. I just didn't want you to get hurt."

"Me?"

"Yeah, because you're carrying her until we reach Queen Bee."

"I am? Why me?"

"Because you're the hero, silly!" Tamamo laughed. "And the hero carries the helpless damsel!"

"Those are two words that Granberia will probably hurt you for later," Sonya retorted.

"She can try," Tamamo giggled. "Of course, I have every reason to beat her senseless for touching my special tail without permission. In the past, I would have looked forward to a very intense sparring session over our mutual insults. But having spent centuries with my Luka, I'm more inclined to just forgive her if she'll forgive me."

Tamamo handed Granberia over to Luka, who summoned Gnome for assistance as the party resumed their walk to Queen Bee's hive. Granberia put her arms around Luka's neck and looked up at him adoringly.

"You're such a good hero," she sighed, then tucked her face into the crook of Luka's arm and fell asleep.

To Heinrich's eyes, Eyvale appeared to be a fairly normal village. Tucked into the Noah region south of Plansect Forest, it was one of dozens in the area that few had ever heard of.

Alice XV, however, would have preferred to skirt the village, but the encounter with the bandits had convinced Heinrich that hero's work might need to be done in Eyvale. Alice XV knew better than to argue, especially since Black Alice currently had googoo eyes for Heinrich and the party had time on their hands anyway. Whatever the problem in Eyvale was, assuming there were any problems besides bandits, it would not be challenging for a party of their power level. Which reminded Alice XV of something. She sidled up next to Black Alice.

"Does Heinrich have the spirits?" Alice XV asked.

"Of course he does!" Black Alice laughed. "We took care of that early on. Our journey hasn't been linear. We've bounced around, with me using my magic to take him places when I got impatient. This is our third time in Noah. First time in this shitty village, though."

Alice XV immediately noticed something odd about the village. There were children playing outside, but only girls. There were men in the village, so obviously there was no nearby monster tribe stealing the men, which happened from time to time throughout history. So why were the boys being kept out of sight? Also of concern to her were the stares she was getting. The stares in and of themselves were not unusual. Alice XV had never succeeded in getting her human form to look normal. The best she'd ever been able to do is appear to be about seven feet tall. So stares were normal whenever she arrived in a human village in disguise. But these stares were of fear.

"Marcellus, are you sure I'm passing?" Alice XV asked, moving over to the other hero of the party.

"As well as you can," he replied. "I see how they are looking at you. It is a little different from when we traveled together, but they clearly don't recognize you as a monster. They just don't seem to like the looks of you. Maybe they know you like to eat people."

"That's not fair, Marcellus! I stopped doing that a long time ago!"

"Really, Alice?" Marcellus retorted. "Why, was I the last?"

"As a matter of fact… never mind. Have you noticed there are only little girls playing outside?"

"Hard to miss," he acknowledged. "Heinrich's instincts were sound. There is something weird here and it's more than just bandits."

Heinrich, meanwhile, was barely paying attention, and he hadn't noticed that there were only girls among the children. He did, however, notice the strikingly tall woman standing next to a small house, partially hidden in shadow. She was easily the tallest human woman he had ever seen. She had to have been eight feet tall, and wore a wide brimmed straw hat. She locked eyes with him and smiled. Something about that smile excited him with both lust and dread.

"I don't see why these villagers are staring at you, Fifteen," Heinrich piped up. "You're not even the tallest lady in this village."

"What do you mean?" Alice XV asked.

"Why, that lady over there is at least a foot taller than you," Heinrich said, pointing towards where the tall woman stood.

"I don't see anyone there," Alice XV said.

Heinrich was confused. The woman had just been there. She must have been shy, and ducked behind the house. Heinrich shrugged and continued on with the party. As attractive as the tall woman had been, he already had a woman in his life, and however unusual the woman seemed, she could never hope to be as exotic as the Monster Lord herself. Heinrich was also creeped out by her, but then again, he was creeped out by Black Alice as well. He'd always known there was something off about her. Who called themselves an "ordinary mage", anyway?

The village elder, summoned by villagers reporting what was obviously a party of adventurers entering the city, approached the party.

"Oh, thank Ilias!" the village elder greeted them. "Our prayers have been answered! We need heroes badly!"

"Is it the bandits?" Heinrich asked. "There's one group that shouldn't be troubling anyone anymore."

"Oh, we should be so fortunate as to only have bandits to fear! No, I'm afraid we have a much bigger problem."

"I'm guessing it has something to do with the fact you're keeping your male children indoors?" Alice XV asked.

"Yes, yes, it is the only way to protect them!" the village elder answered. "At first the villagers feared you were the monster terrorizing our young boys, but you aren't quite tall enough. The descriptions have been very specific."

"Wait, tall enough?" Heinrich asked. "Are you telling me that the woman I saw was a monster? But she looked completely human, other than her height!"

"You saw a woman?" Black Alice asked. "What woman? A tall woman? Was she wearing a large hat?"

"Yeah, that's her!" Heinrich replied. "So you saw her!"

"No, I didn't see her," Black Alice said. "But I know now what's going on here: This town has acquired a Hachishaku."

"A what?"

"An eight foot tall woman," Alice XV answered. "A yokai. They are extinct in my time. They preyed exclusively on children. They were hated by monster and human alike and hunted down."

"Actually, that's a common misperception," Black Alice said. "I know nothing of their extinction, as they still exist in this time. But they don't exclusively hunt children. Your legends aren't completely accurate. They hunt virgins. It's just that in this world, very few males make it past their teen years without getting raped by a monster. That leaves only children for the Hachishaku to prey on. But they can't be too young, either. They have to have at least started puberty. She eats semen just like any other monster. But it has to be virgin semen. So she can only feed once on each male."

"And then she takes them!" the village elder exclaimed. "They are never seen again! This is not the first time this has happened in Eyvale. When I was young, one of these eight foot tall spirit monsters terrorized the village. I never saw her."

"Of course not," Black Alice replied. "If you had, you wouldn't be here today."

"If I remember correctly," Alice XV said. "They only show themselves to potential victims."

"They can also be seen while feeding," Black Alice added. "Which is why they usually sneak into their victims' rooms to feed, and then take them away to be devoured at their leisure. They always eat their prey eventually, because once the boy's virginity is gone, his semen is useless to her. That's the real reason they would have gone extinct. Virgins are hard to come by. And as you said, Fifteen, no one likes these monsters."

"But…. But I saw it!" Heinrich pointed out. "And I'm not a virgin! At least not since last week! Wait a minute, does it not take effect for awhile? How long before I'm not a virgin anymore!?"

Morrigan clicked her tongue in disapproval and put an arm around Heinrich's shoulder. "Oh, Heinie, you are cute but not too bright," she said. "It takes effect immediately. The problem is that you're still a virgin. We succubi don't need virgin semen, but we can smell it just like that legendary monster can. And you, my cute hero, are still a virgin."

"Well I assure you, Morrigan, that's impossible!" Heinrich retorted. "Alice saw to that!"

"No I didn't," Black Alice corrected him.

"But…. You did… so many things to me!" Heinrich protested. "I came…. Many times!"

"I have a lot of orifices," Black Alice chuckled. "Only one counts in that respect, and you didn't get in there. I was saving that one for when you were truly ready. Sorry, love, you're still a virgin. And a very succulent piece of bait for the Hachishaku. Remember, they don't prey on children because they want to. They do it because they have to. A handsome, delicious smelling virgin of nineteen? Oh, you're a rare treat. She'll be coming for you tonight for sure."

"But she'll kill me!" Heinrich exclaimed.

"The legendary hero isn't afraid, is he?" Morrigan teased.

"Afraid?" Heinrich scoffed. "I don't even know the meaning of fear!"

"You don't know the meaning of a lot of words," Black Alice retorted. "But clearly she's gotten under your skin just from one look. That's what makes her so dangerous. She's not particularly powerful. In terms of raw power, you can take her easily. But something about their presence renders their victims helpless. A combination of lust and fear. Just overcome that and she'll fall to your sword very quickly. And if you get overwhelmed, we'll be nearby to help you out."

"Nearby? You aren't staying with me tonight?"

"If I stay with you, she won't come, moron!" Black Alice replied. "She'll go find some other kid she got a glimpse of. They keep the boys inside, but you know how boys are. They sneak to look out windows. All it takes is for her to see them once and they're marked."

"We've lost several boys that way," the village elder said sadly. "They don't do well cooped up indoors. They always look outside eventually. And she is somehow always waiting when they do. This is hero's work, Heinrich. And this time you don't have to hunt the monster. She'll come to you. Probably tonight. When was the last boy taken?"

"Two weeks ago," the village elder answered. "Boris. He was a good boy, had so much potential. She doesn't even leave bodies behind."

"No, yokais consume through spiritual absorption," Alice XV explained. "No trace of the victim will ever be found. I'm so sorry this has happened to this wonderful village. We will put a stop to this, I promise you."

"Thank Ilias you are here! We of course have decent lodging for you. I pray to Ilias that Heinrich will destroy the monster! Your legend, Heinrich, has reached even this small village. Clearly you were sent to us by Ilias!"

"Sweet dreams, tasty!" Allison said, giving Heinrich a quick smooch on the cheek.

I'm not going to get a wink of sleep tonight, Heinrich thought glumly.

The next few rounds at the colosseum went about as expected, with upsets only in bouts Ben didn't care about. Luka easily dispatched another human opponent, a slime(who had about as much business being in the Queens Cup as a human did), and a dragonkin who couldn't have been older than fifteen and fought as if she'd only just begun her training. A ridiculously easy draw for Luka.

Emma, however, was drawing only monsters, although none that taxed her abilities too heavily. It seemed that as one of the later entrants, she was getting a tougher caliber of opponents, requiring her to sweat through each battle, although she never came close to being truly threatened. If anything, Emma told him after the long three days of the early rounds, that she appreciated the workout.

Alma Elma drew one more human in the second round, which was usually the point at which all human contestants were eliminated. This human, who had a ridiculous made up name of Kevin the Destroyer, had fought his first round human opponent very hard in order to be able to meet Kyuba. Kyuba disappointed neither him nor the crowd. Ben wasn't even sure what Alma Elma did to him could be considered rape. Emma would have called it that, but given that Kevin had come out wearing only a loin cloth with his weapon of choice being a zucchini, it wasn't hard to see what Kevin was really after. He got what he wanted and then some, as "Kyuba" put on a fifteen minute demonstration of lewdness that had many of the women in the audience whipping out a pad and pen and taking notes. But after that, Alma Elma drew only fellow monsters. Those she defeated with pleasure attacks just as she had the humans, but refrained from the extended post-match rapes, since the mostly female audience didn't enjoy female-on-female rape as much. On the bright side, that made the third and fourth rounds go faster than the first two rounds, since there were fewer post-match extracurriculars.

But today was the day of the quarterfinals and semifinals. The following day would be the match for the Queen's Cup. Kyuba, as the defending champion, was heavily favored to make it to the finals. Emma's stock had risen as well, although she was scheduled to face her toughest match yet, against a minotaurus who made the one who had defeated Ben himself on their own world look like a lightweight in comparison. Emma was only slightly favored against Bovina. Ben knew better. This world was on easy mode, and Emma had been holding back to avoid serious injury to her opponents. Although he had no doubt she would defeat Bovina, she would have to go all out in her quarterfinal match.

Luka, as the most lightly regarded competitor despite making it further than any human had in generations, had the first match of the day, against a centaur girl. The centaur girl made the same mistake his previous opponents had, understandable since it was against the rules to watch your future opponents fight. So the centaur girl had no idea that Luka could use the power of earth to match her strength. His wind power was still weak, so she still had a speed advantage, but she foolishly tried to overpower him instead, and he had a skill advantage with his sword. By the time the bout was over, she had been cut up and beaten brutally, which Luka didn't seem happy about. He'd been able to end his previous matches without shedding blood. He clearly missed not being able to use Angel Halo. Ben hoped his reluctance to harm his opponent wouldn't cost him later.

The other match on Luka's side was a boring, drawn out affair between a succubus and a dark elf. The match had been expected to be the most exciting of the quarterfinals due to the speed both competitors possessed, but they had spent most of the match circling each other instead. What was the succubus afraid of? The dark elf was already horny, and weak to pleasure, yet the succubus seemed to fear her swordplay. In the end, they never even made contact, much to the derision of the crowd. The dark elf merely outmaneuvered her and placed the tip of her short sword at the succubus' neck, earning a quick surrender. That was followed by an equally quick and perfunctory roll around the field, just so the dark elf could get off. There was no attempt at showmanship as the crowd went apathetic.

The crowd woke up when Kyuba came out. Kyuba never disappointed, winning all her matches with panache, even though her matches against fellow monsters were usually very quick. It had the feel of a classic Mike Tyson fight, in which the fans knew the match could end at any moment, and when it did end, would end in exciting fashion. Alma Elma immediately recognized how let down the crowd must have been from the previous matches, even though Alma Elma hadn't been allowed to watch them. The queen succubus decided she'd have to fix that.

Her opponent was the dullahan Emma and Ben had met earlier. She had achieved her goal of getting to Kyuba, although nothing Ben had seen from her indicated to him that she had a chance. Still, dullahans could be awkward and tricky fighters, and while not the foremost warriors in the world, were very, very good and not above using pleasure attacks. The dullahan was also popular with the crowd, especially after her first round match in which she'd thrown her head at her human opponent and hit the bullseye, her mouth engulfing his penis as he ran around the coliseum field trying to dislodge her disembodied head as it sucked him nearly dry. That had made her a fan favorite from the start.

As Kyuba and the dullahan faced off, the dullahan greeted her.

"Hail, Kyuba!" the dullahan said. "I have dreamed of this moment all year! I have trained specifically to be able to fight you! I have even learned how to use the power of the wind!"

"That's good to hear," Kyuba replied. "I've been looking for a real challenge for quite some time. I'll have to reward you well if you entertain me."

One of the advantages of competitors not being able to watch matches was that a competitor could use the same trick over and over, without risk of it having been scouted, at least not in the same tournament. It was perfectly legal to learn about how competitors fought in the previous tournament. That's how the dullahan knew of Kyuba's wind abilities. But Kyuba did not know about the dullahan's head throwing tactic. Most dullahans liked to keep their heads close at hand. This one was more willing to take chances and use unorthodox tactics.

The dullahan opened exactly as Ben anticipated, throwing her head like a pitcher throws a fastball, aimed straight for Kyuba's breast. But Kyuba was too fast, easily catching her head in both hands.

"Oh, that was adorable!" Kyuba squealed happily, planting a deep, wet kiss on the disembodied head's mouth. The dullahan's body dropped to one knee, already nearly overcome.

"Let's put you someplace fun," Kyuba said gleefully, forcing the head between her legs and holding it there with her powerful thigh muscles.

"I'll gef you!" the head said, muffled by her crotch. "My tung skulls are amabing!"

"I am impressed," Kyuba said, closing her eyes briefly as she enjoyed the dullahan's fierce licking. Ben and the crowd were further impressed when Alma Elma's eyes widened and she briefly faltered, as the dullahan's long tongue must have penetrated her deeply. "Oh, that IS good! I like this kind of fight! Game on!"

The dulllahan's head still tucked between her legs, Kyuba rushed the dullahan's body, which was now very blind, what with its head being buried in her opponent's crotch. The crowd roared as Kyuba took her down with a double leg, deftly removed her armor and clothing to expose the dullahan's crotch, and began to demonstrate her oral skills, even taking the time to pull her hair back so that the crowd could watch her work, and not getting in to the dullahan too deep, so that the crowd could see the action.

"Do me that way!" a woman cried out, as Alma Elma's tongue caused the dullahan's body to writhe uncontrollably.

"Me too!" another lady yelled.

"I sign autographs after each match, and I'm not opposed to a little licky licky while I sign," Kyuba yelled back, before resuming her pleasuring of the dullahan.

The dullahan fought hard with her tongue, but it was really no contest. Succubi can deliver pleasure better than any monster race in the world, and are also the most resistant to pleasure, despite their horny nature. Dullahans were just a class below succubi in dishing it out, but well below them in being able to take it. The dullahan never once made Kyuba come, but the dullahan was forced to four orgasms as the crowd's cheers increased in intensity with the dullahan's muffled cries.

When the match was over and Kyuba's hand raised, she turned to the dullahan. "Your technique is actually quite good. I really appreciated the head, but for obvious reasons I couldn't let you make me come. But maybe after the tournament, if you want some more of what I just gave you, you could do me a little favor…."

"I would be honored, champion," the dullahan replied.

"Can we watch?!" one of the few men in the crowd shouted.

"Pervert!" many women yelled back at him, some throwing food. No self awareness, Ben thought. The women were just as bad as the men here.

The last match of the night was Emma vs. Bovina. The crowd was pretty excited. They'd been worked up nicely by the lewd battle between Kyuba and the dullahan, but were now ready for a more pugilistic exhibition. There would be few or no pleasure attacks in a dragonkin vs. minotaur battle. It would be brute force against combat skill. Since Emma was small for a dragonkin, the minotaur girl was favored despite the skill disparity.

Emma was announced first, to warm, if not deafening, applause. She'd earned the crowd's respect during the tournament so far, but had not really excited them. The minotaur actually had more crowd support, as they'd enjoyed her breast work on her first male opponent, and then her tongue work on her second opponent. Since minotaur's usually had tongue that were too rough to give oral properly, it was even more exciting for the crowd, as his cries of pain mixed in with his cries of pleasure. The minotaur had at least had the decency to finish him with her soft breasts rather than that torturous, spiny tongue, so that was a plus. Her matches against fellow monsters had been quick, brutal affairs. Emma would have to take her seriously, Bovina didn't care how badly she hurt her opponents.

But to the crowd's shock, Bovina wasn't introduced. Instead, a ridiculously handsome man named Todd came out. Ben was confused, until the announcer revealed that Bovina had suffered a serious hamstring tear in her last match and did not feel that she could compete with a dragonkin warrior. Rather than bore the crowd, the promoters had apparently decided to serve up a very handsome male to be raped by Emma. The crowd knew exactly what was going on and approved heartily.

Emma didn't seem to care one way or the other. Ben decided that he'd rather not look. He'd make sure she won, just in case this guy was special in some way, but afterwards he'd leave. He didn't want to see his girlfriend having sex with some other dude, although he understood that it's what was involved with these types of events.

"You don't even have a weapon!" Emma yelled at Todd.

"My weapons are these pecs, babe!" Todd exclaimed loudly for the crowd to hear, then ripped off his shirt to reveal an absolutely ripped, if trim, body. He also theatrically removed his pants, revealing a speedo with a heart where his unit was. The crowd went wild.

"Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape!"

"Are you…. Are you a stripper?!" Emma asked in disbelief as he began to dance and gyrate to the lustful cheers of the mostly female audience.

"The best in Grand Noah!" he said. "Now let's make this look good, babe. We don't want to disappoint the ladies, do we? Believe me, I won't disappoint you."

"Well, I'm not going to use my sword on an unarmed man," Emma said, sheathing her weapon.

"I guess you'll just have to bite and scratch then," Todd replied, then whispered, "but careful with the merchandise, okay? I can't afford to get scarred in my line of work."

With a grunt of disgust, Emma took Todd down and applied a quick kimura lock. Todd surrendered immediately. The cries of "Rape! Rape! Rape!" grew even louder.

But much to Ben's surprise, Emma just stood over Todd. And then she turned and walked away. The crowd's cheers turned into boos and curses. Food and cups began to rain down on the field. Spectators began to shout epithets at Emma. Emma responded with two middle fingers, then did a crotch chop. The fans didn't know what either gesture meant, but got the message. A near riot ensued as security poured into the coliseum to try to get a handle on things. Emma returned to the locker room while Todd massaged his hyperextended arm.