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Across the multiverse, beings of supreme power face each other in a test of their skill and of their sexual prowess. Those who have reached beyond the level of deities, whose thirsts for power and carnal delights can no longer be sated by what the mortal world can offer come to the arena at the edge of the cosmos. To even survive the journey would require determination and skill far beyond what the most potent of archmagi are capable of, and yet, even fewer dare participate in the erotic brawls that participants partake in.

The first of the mighty two taking the challenge appears in a puff of red smoke. He towers over any human man, exerting the perfect masculinity. His red muscles ripple, and his grin spreads from ear to ear, causing his curled mustache to bounce. The only hair upon his scalp is a long black ponytail. He stands naked, as all challengers of the contest do, his massive cock hard and ready, shadowing the arena beneath him with its girth, a dollop of molten gold pre pearling at the tip of his impressive shaft.

"I am Jafar," the being boasts, "A master of phenomenal cosmic power! The god-king of many worlds! Is there no one who can challenge my might in power and pleasure? I think not! But only the most powerful are willing to try. Who thinks they can even come close to matching my divine handsomeness and might!?"

"I dare!" echoes the multi-layered voice of his opponent. From the void of the night comes a shimmering, luminous being. Her very form reflects the light off of her in a dazzling display of reflection. Her hair falls over her shoulders in waves as she descends from above, her hands outstretched. Like her opponent, she is a mighty mountain of muscle, indeed, rippling in excitement as her toes touch down to the arena. "I am Nagisiti, the sorcerer queen!"

"I've heard of you, oh Nagisiti," the genie laughs. "Oh so long ago, I too might have considered myself the most powerful of sorcerers. To claim you are a queen among them means you claim to be second to a genie. And you are but a mortal? How do you come to this place?"

"It is by the might of my spellwork and of my body," Nagisiti says, one hand upon her hip and the other arm curling, showing off the goodness of her muscles. "I've trained myself to the limit that mortal beings can, and achieved a form that rivals the gods themselves."

Jafar curls a finger around his beard, nodding. "Very impressive. No one has been able to reach such a form in the millennia that I've lived. You may be the first opponent to provide me a challenge."

"A challenge is more than what you'll get, genie" she says, turning away from him, her arms up over her head, showing off her rippling back muscles.

Jafar responds, frowning. "To even suggest I shall lose insults me. Perhaps I should teach you a lesson, little girl."

"Little!?" she snarls. "You'll regret that insult, you--"

A moment later, and Jafar is right in front of her, standing a good two heads taller than the sorceress, her eyes barely able to look past his giant pectorals as he stands before her, his cock poking between her thighs. A moment after that, and the back of his hand slaps the woman warrior against the cheek, sending her flying. The fight has truly begun.

Nagisiti bounces across the stone ground of the arena, her mass causing cracks and craters as she passes. But she soon gets a hold of herself, gripping against the ground, the sheer force causing her fingers to dig deep through the smooth stone. She grits her teeth, her skin reflecting the gray of the arena, and she launches herself forward, screaming with wild fury.

Jafar's golden eyes widen when he sees her approach, and he only has a moment to block her punch, crossing his arms over his face.

The impact sends him sliding back, his feet digging holes into the ground for a good minute before he's able to retaliate, grabbing her by the hair and watching her with a stern gaze.

He punches her in the gut, her body contorting against the sheer force of the blow, spit flying out from her mouth.

She raises up and falls down by his feet, and he stomps right at her head, but she rolls out of the way.

"Impressive," he mutters. "Any lesser creature would have died by now." He says, just gawking. Then, he reveals a toothy grin. "This is the fight I've been waiting for all this time!"

Nagisiti launches up, her fist flying right towards his face. Jafar backs up just enough to feel the wind of the attack right by his nose, and as she rises, he wraps his arms around her body, bringing her form up against his, and throws her back in a stunning suplex!

The smoke rises up where the two of them made contact, only to whip around in a tornado fury. In the center of that tornado is the reflective form of the sorcerer queen herself, uninjured by the killer move of her opponent.

Debris and ash whirl around her, threatening to cut up anybody that was caught in the tornado around her, but a red arm reaches out from the storm, grabbing her by the face, covering it, and then slamming her down against the rubble that was the arena.

Jafar stands atop of her, breathing slowly, his hand still upon her face. Nagisiti lays sprawled out on the ground, and the two of them are pelted with the remaining rubble that falls from the broken tornado.

"Most impressive," he repeats, licking his lips. "Never have I faced a woman that could keep me on my toes... and you're not done yet, are you...?"