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Tik Tik: Welcome back, friends. Tournament of Pleasure in Anteronia now!

Hanioc: That's right. Thanks to our sponsor at La Floraison Éternelle, we can do much more in this nexus point of the Divine. Speaking of the gods, one of their servants is our first competitor.

Tik Tik: Tik Tik no like Justiciar. Too many rules. Judicators stingy.

Hanioc: Yes, well, their dedication is excellent. It is impressive that one would agree to be a champion for the Tournament.

Tik Tik: And other champion is Feline Basma, but she have special power. Tik Tik want see, but can't.

Hanioc: Allow me to aid you. Tik Tik, you shall now feel what the competitors feel, since your eyes may deceive you. Now, let us begin!

Standing in the middle of the hot afternoon sun is Judith Wainwright, Commander of the Judicators. Like the others of her holy order, she is covered head-to-toe in heavy garments that prevent all from lusting after her form. She keeps her eyes covered by blindfolds so that she may not be tempted herself. With a straight posture, she boasts, "I do not need to look at your perverse flesh to defeat you!"

Opposite her is Basma, a striped feline with wild colors and a wilder grin. Through those sharp teeth and wide eyes, the feline gives off her manic look. "Ooh, don't worry. You won't see a thing!"

Hanioc announces the fight to commence, and Basma disappears--first her fur, and then her grinning face.

Judith thrusts forward, unleashing a sleeved blade. The feline yelps, but the edge connects with nothing. However, the Commander, and the kobold watching the battle, feel a slight scratch upon her wrist underneath the tightly bound outfit.

Judith stumbles forward, grabbing her wrist, patting along the unmarred jacket. She tears off her blindfold and inspects the outfit. It's completely unharmed.

"How...?"

Suddenly, warm fur and soft breasts press up upon her back--erect nipples gracing Judith's skin in delicate strokes. Arms wrap around her, going into a tight grip as the soft pads of paws squeeze at the seemingly unbound flesh of the Commander.

Judith gasps, staring down. Her jacket is still on. The bounds on her breasts still covering her. "I... Impossibaaah...!"

A pinch or two at the Commander's nipples send sparks through her body. She arches her back. Her mouth opens wide.

"You know," comes a voice that oozes the visible grin behind it, "it's hard to have fun when you keep yourself so stuffy. When you hide who you truly are, yet you so desperately want it."

"F... fuck you... you pervert!" Judith hisses, only to feel some fingers press against her body, sliding down her form, over her navel, and down between her legs.

"Y... you won't break my... my spirit!" the captain says between gritted teeth.

"Not trying to do that," Basma says, placing a kiss at Judith's neck. The fabric tickles where the lips also press, causing the unaware Commander to let out a little gasp.

"Seems to me that hiding more than just your body," the feline says. "Maybe, there's a time and place for sex, after all..."

"N... not in the public's eye," the Commander growls. Still, a moment later, she feels fingers swirling around between her legs and playing with the gentle field down there.

"Oh, Commander, for someone who doesn't want to be lewd, you sure enjoy giving yourself a treatment. That's a nice triangular patch you have there. Trimmed up, and, oh my, is that a wax job!?

"Aaaah, N... not in front of my men!" the Commander squirms, reaching to try to hit where she thinks the cat is, only to catch nothing but air.

"Come on... what do you really have to hide?" Basma says, a rough feline tongue against the tightly covered neck, running wet warmth up along the neck and over the chin. "Surely, you don't want to avoid something like this."

Two fingers press against Judith's lips. The commander gasps. Her legs spread, her body seizes up when those fuzzy padded things press inside and wriggle around, spreading her out, enjoying the warmth, feeling the fluid pooling up against her undergarments.

Judith whines, closing her eyes, her blush growing ever-deeper. "Y... you bastard..." she huffs. "You're... you're embarrassing me."

"Oh, am I, now?" purrs the feline. "Perhaps, you should have thought about that when you embarrass and humiliate people daily who are just trying to live their lives and have fun?"

The feline's thumb presses just so gently against Judith's button, letting her cough out in a feeling of unintended exhalation. But something switches in the Commander. She throws her elbow back, and this time, it connects with the naked catgirl.

Basma yowls and stumbles back, reappearing before everyone and flipping back. Her grin does not disappear, but she brings her fingers up to her lips, licking off the juices she claimed from the Commander. "Mmm... can't wait to have more!"

"You'll have none of that!" The Commander growls. "I'll see to it that you are punished for your lewd and distasteful actions!"

Basma releases her claws and smirks. "Oh, you wanna really go? Well, then, once I'm through with you, you'll be really screaming!"

Tik Tik: T... That was... Tik Tik never knew someone could reach through clothes!

Hanioc: Basma is quite the magical being indeed, but Judith must be commended for her fortitude. A lesser woman would be putty in the feline's hands.

Tik Tik: But now they know each other strong. How will fight end?

Hanioc: This one could get quite ugly, or one could get the upper hand quite handily. This will be quite the one to watch, to be sure!