The First Annual Cockvore Paradise Tournament
A cockvore tournament featuring 32 competitors. Over three rounds and 13 scenes, one final champion emerges unscathed!
The Cockvore Paradise competition was modeled as a game show where volunteers CTF-d to the finish in a vore-or-be-vored no-holds-barred fight. Thirty-two willing participants signed up; in the end, only one survived un-vored. Because I used 32 characters from 32 different people to write these stories, it's considered voluntary canon for individual characters. Additionally, contestants in the Cockvore Paradise tournament are assumed to come back whole and unscathed at the end of the competition through the power of science. Or something. Whatever.
Each scene involves multiple people getting vored. The thirty-two contestants were split into eight groups of four. The four-player groups each got a free-for-all scene written with one eventual winner. The eight remaining contestants fought another round of 1-versus-1 fights. For the third and final round, the last four surviving contestants had another bout of 1-versus-1 fights followed immediately by the finals. All winners were determined using a combination of random number rolls and votes (more votes = better odds, but we did have a few upset wins during the course of the tourney, which was very fun, I think!).
All characters are copyright their respective owners.
Enjoy!
PLEASE NOTE:
The Round 1 - Group C was written by Psi. (FurAffinity)
The Round 1 - Group H was written by Kindle. (FurAffinity - check out his story packs!)
The Quarterfinals (Dragonien vs. Ahzura) was written by Burst. (FurAffinity, SoFurry)
COCKVORE PARADISE Tournament
ROUND 1 - GROUP A Voting Journal: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/2754256/
COMPETITOR INFORMATION Name: Leexi Sherkatia Manager: razor231 Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6086679/ Species: Dracolf Gender: Herm Height: 7 feet Weight: Less than average for hir size. Cock/ball size: 20 inches, prehensile. Balls are internal and not visible until someone enters it. Located under the knot. Vore Method: CV
Leexi is a gray and dark purple-skinned dracolf (which is not a dragon-wolf hybrid). Shi's got purple eyes and blue hair. Extroverted, competitive, bratty, and dominant, shi prides hirself on hir smarts.
Leexi's going to try to seduce hir opponents first, then use hir liquid shapeshifting and extreme flexibility to get them into hir sac.
"There's a party in mah sac, and you're invited!"
Name: Baal Manager: baaliam Co-Manager: rajara Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6558086/ Species: Lizard Gender: Male Height: 5'7 Weight: 160 pounds Cock/ball size: Two average-sized cocks, internal balls. Vore Method: CTF
Baal is a feisty red-scaled lizard with large black circles on his face around each eye. He likes to make jokes, but can also be shy, despite his intimidating, pupil-less white eyes.
Baal depends on flexibility, speed, stamina, and slipperiness to win a cockvore competition. His military training comes in handy - he knows how to fight in close quarters.
"Baalpool is a pretty cool guy. eh has 2 cocks and doesnt afraid of anything."
Name: Shadow Worfu Manager: shadowwolf94 Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6075937 Species: Wolf Gender: Male Height: 5'3 Weight: 123 pounds Cock/ball size: 6.5", average balls Vore Method: CV/CTF
Shadow Worfu is a black wolf with a distinctive red stripe down his back, from his neck to the tip of his tail. Light blue eyes and black hair round out his dark look. Confident and not afraid to speak his mind, Shadow may not be the largest competitor but he's got an outsized personality.
Shadow prefers a hit-and-run strategy. Get in close, get the opponent worked up, get away, gradually wearing down his opponents and then moving in for the final blow. He's exceptionally strong for his size and very quick. His body is a stamina machine, able to run at high speeds for over ten solid minutes. He'll depend on his stamina to outlast larger, stronger opponents, as well as keep himself out of their grip.
"I may be small, but I'm bloody lethal!"
Name: Draco Manager: dracoofzeradaith Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2280611/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4922629/ Species: Western Dragon Gender: Male Height:18' Weight: 33,500 pounds Cock/ball size: 8' long, 1.5' thick. Balls are 4' in diameter. Vore Method: CV/CTF
Draco likes to tie his long brown hair in a ponytail that hangs down to the middle of his back. He has deep blue eyes and a cocky, confident smile. He's sure of himself, thanks to his size and physique, but he tries not to underestimate his opponent in any situation.
Draco doesn't employ much of a fighting style. At eighteen feet tall, his only goal is to dominate his opponents through sheer bigness.
"Size DOES matter!"
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Shadow Worfu stumbled into the large black room. Lights shone down from above - the whole ceiling looked like a solid panel of high-energy bulbs. The black wolf shivered as he felt the cameras on him - they were everywhere inside the room, he knew. He'd seen too many episodes of this show not to be familiar with every square inch of this place. It was the last stop for the competitors on Cockvore Paradise, the game show where players didn't vote their competition off - they devoured them. The prize? A mind-blowing orgasm, a massive pair of balls, and the adoration and lust of hundreds of cockvore fans who'd do anything to crawl inside the winning shaft.
Shadow grinned and squared his shoulders. Naked, he knew he wasn't as impressive as many of the competitors on show. A good, fit build, a slightly short physique, and a red stripe down his backside, from his neck to the tip of his tail, were his only distinguishing features. A hefty male sheath and plump nuts hung off his crotch, covered in thick black fur.
The wolf leaned against the far corner, heart thumping. He knew the show was going out live over the internet right now to the hundreds of thousands of subscribers. And he knew what happened next. Three more people would soon show up. He didn't know who or what they were - all competitors were kept strictly away from each other before rounds. And this was the first round of the tournament, so it was likely to be the most-watched.
Shadow gulped as the door opened. There was no noise inside the well-padded, sound- silenced room, but he knew his introduction and narration must be over. They'd filmed him posing, got his statistics, and all the other pre-production items a week ago. Yesterday he'd shown up at the studio - a massive warehouse - and shown into a small cell-like room. He'd stewed there overnight, unable to sleep.
Now it was time.
A massive, huge dragon walked in. Three times Shadow's height, Draco was an incredibly large specimen of maleness. Muscles bulged from his chest, belly, arms, and legs. He weighed over fifteen tons and had long brown hair tied back in a ponytail. White horns swept backwards from his forehead, the same glinting pearlescent color as the sharp claws on his hands and feet. Between his legs, a massive cock swung back and forth, draping over a pair of balls at least four feet in diameter. He wasn't hard yet, but his cock was at least five feet long, even flaccid. The golden dragon smiled as he noticed Shadow in the corner and nodded, eyes narrowing.
Shadow stared. He'd seen big competitors on Cockvore Paradise before, but this was ridiculous. All pairings were strictly random, he knew, and he also knew the rules stated anyone could play, no matter their size. But still... he grinned and licked his lips, imagining his cock stretching, gurgling around all those yellow scales, dragging foot after foot of dragon down into his growing, gurgling balls. Yes, that would be just fine with him.
Shadow squeezed himself into the corner as the door slid open again, hoping to remain inconspicuous. It wouldn't do to attract the dragon's attention right away. Both he and Draco turned to watch when the door opened again and a red lizard strode in, tongue flicking from between his lips. Baal grinned at the dragon and wolf, though his upturned muzzle was merely a façade as he studied his competition intently.
The lizard's body was smooth and trim. He wasn't large or small, just average. His cock size was impossible to determine at the moment because it was retracted inside his slit, along with his internal testes. Shadow licked his lips, imagining all that smooth, scaled skin sliding down his shaft, and shivered as his cock grew a few inches, poking its red tip out of his black sheath. Baal noticed and smirked broadly. He was thinking the same thing about the lupine.
Draco rumbled deep in his chest, sending vibrations through the whole room. The huge, muscular male's shaft twitched, flexing upwards slightly as he inhaled the scent of his two competitors, sizing them up. They wouldn't be hard to get down his cock - tasty little snacks for his massive balls. He shivered, imagining the lizard and wolf struggling inside his nuts and grinned as his cock grew harder yet.
The last competitor entered. The three males stared in shock at the feminine dracolf, eyeing hir fully-erect twenty-inch dark blue cock nervously. Dracolfs were legendary on the show - none had ever succumbed in the first round, not once in all ten seasons. This dracolf grinned broadly, huge gray ears splaying to the sides. Bright, fluorescent blue horns curled back over hir head, a contrast to hir dark blue hair. Leexi's body was smooth, soft and supple, covered in dark gray except for the dirty white outlining hir belly, inner breasts, and crotch. Physically, shi wasn't too daunting, but as a dracolf, shi was unpredictable in the arena.
The herm's nearly foot-long tongue flicked out, tasting the air much as Baal's did, as they waited in uncomfortable silence. Draco grinned hugely, confident there was no way he'd be going down any of these puny shafts. Baal glanced from Shadow to Leexi. Shadow decided take the lizard by surprise and hope the dragon would go after the herm first - he was staring at hir and growling openly as hir twenty-inch shaft flexed upwards, prehensile like all dracolf cocks. The dragon would go for hir, Shadow thought, and try to eliminate their biggest threat first, leaving him free to deal with the red lizard. After that, Shadow figured he'd see what he could do about the dragon.
"Begin."
The mechanical voice cut off abruptly and the four stared at each other for a few long moments. Shadow's plan went to pieces almost immediately. He was too slow, much too slow off the mark. Huge golden fingers dropped around him. He only just managed to roll away from Draco's grasping hand. The eighteen-foot male grinned confidently as he reached out, trying to pick the small black lupine up.
Baal and Leexi glanced at each other and nodded. It wasn't uncommon for alliances to form in the heat of battle. They lasted until they were no longer necessary. The dracolf and lizard approached the massive male from behind, dancing to avoid his swaying tail. Shadow's howl cut through the room as Draco snagged the unfortunate male. Shadow wriggled and jerked, trying to escape Draco's grip, but it was too tight. His hips squeezed against the dragon's smooth-scaled palm as he felt the huge draconic stalk slide over his face and chest, hot and pungent. The dragon grunted as, with little ceremony, he turned the struggling wolf upside down and popped the snarling black head down his cum slit. Draco moaned, his whole cock arching upwards, balls jiggling, as the eight-foot monster sucked on the wolf, dragging the lupine male down further. Despite his agitated struggles, Shadow was erect - his cock flexed and spurted moments before it disappeared down the massive tip.
Shadow closed his eyes, moaning as the sticky, hot, incredibly male musk blinded him, filling his nostrils. He humped his hips, kicked his legs, but it was no use - Draco pushed him down easily. The dragon's cock slurped his ankles and tail up like the wolf was so much spaghetti. Shadow moaned as he humped, cock raging hard, throbbing with lust as he felt fingers push against him from outside.
The outline of Shadow's body wriggled inside the massive eight-foot erection. Paws pressed out against the skin, knees bent, elbows jabbed. Draco groaned and closed his eyes, bliss overcoming him as he dropped his guard, figuring he was save for the moment thanks to his size. He wanted to enjoy this. Thick pre-cum pulsed out of his tip, forcing its way past the male inside him, as he stroked his cock eager, every time squeezing tight and forcing Shadow deeper.
The wolf felt his head hit a tight ring of flesh as the musky, slimy interior squeezed around him, soaking his pelt, rubbing his erection. Thoughts of escape left him as the shaft lifted him, caressing him, tugging him downwards. Shadow howled as his head ground through the tight ring. A moment later, his shoulders followed, then the rest of his slimy, sticky body. He found himself inside Draco's massive nuts, the spacious orbs more than large enough for him. He stretched outwards, pushing against the flesh as he humped eagerly, losing himself in pleasure and musk.
Draco squeezed his balls in both huge paws. His favorite part was feeling them wriggling around inside his massive nuts as he slowly converted them. They'd be perfectly fine later, of course - the show's technology ensured nobody was ever truly lost, though rumors swirled about competitors who met later, after tournaments, on their own time, and took the ultimate plunge. Draco felt the wriggling increase frantically. He knew the wolf would be unable to resist the urge to cum - his deep, masculine scent tended to have that effect even on people he wasn't stuffing down his tool.
Something was wrong, though. Draco sniffed the air. He could smell a female scent behind him. He reached up and growled as he felt a warm body clutching his neck. The dracolf - how had shi gotten up there without him noticing? Then he remembered season 4, when a dracolf had climbed up the walls and dropped onto hir competitors from up high. That's what shi'd done to him, and he was so wrapped up in cockvoring the wriggly black wolf he hadn't noticed.
Draco's vision went dark as something huge and warm slathered over his upper face and stretched around his muzzle. How hir cock was growing so much, he had no idea, but it was tight, warm, and definitely male. Draco grunted, balls churning, cock flexing, as he felt another body climb up his front and tug at the dark blue cock squeezing over his massive head. He tried to grab for the lizard and the dracolf, but even as he did, his fingers faltered and slipped. The intoxicating scent inside the shaft as it forced his head down made his knees quiver.
Like the giant struck down by the sling, Baal watched gleefully as Draco's face disappeared into the tight cum-slit of the dracolf's flexing shaft. The big muscular male's head shrunk slightly as he was pulled in, already being turned to seed by Leexi's hyperactive shaft. Hir hips drove down as shi kept hir eyes tightly shut, focusing utterly on getting the massive golden god down. Baal helped, tugging and pulling, stretching hir, feeding the massive dragon into Leexi's slit. The lizard giggled as he watched the head snap into place around Draco's neck. There was no way the dracolf would even be able to move once shi was finished with Draco, leaving hirself as easy prey.
Draco fell forward with a massive thud. Baal cried out as he was pinned under the golden god's chest. Leexi, on all fours in front of the huge dragon's head, pushed backwards, cock extending back under hir uplifted tail. Leexi's massive nuts, stretching taut over the shape of Draco's wriggling head, bloated considerably as shi converted him rapidly. It was one reason dracolfs were such feared competitors - they could just go and go and go, no matter how large or many their competitors, though Draco was so huge it was rare to see such size in action.
Over half the dragon's body was in already, squirming and thrusting and drooling thick cum - some of it the black wolf, still visibly wriggling around inside Draco's balls. Baal was drenched in thick cream as the massive shaft lay across him. He tried to wriggle free, but the weight was too much. The head pressed into his chest and belly as Draco's body shrunk. Leexi enveloped him up to the belly, crawling towards the panicked lizard, who realized the dracolf would swallow him up along with the golden dragon. Despite his struggles, Baal couldn't get free. He just made things worse. Draco's subdued, deep moans of lust rattled the lizard's body as he arched away and then slumped forward. Without meaning to, Baal's muzzle pushed against the dragon's cock tip, sinking right into the slit. With a cut-off yelp, the lizard's head was quickly swallowed up.
Leexi looked over hir shoulder as shi flexed and grunted. Shi was on all fours, hips raised high, legs spread wide around the shaft of hir massive cock. Hir balls had never felt so full as shi got hir cock down around the dragon's thighs. Draco's huge cock pushed towards his feet as shi sucked him in to the knees. Leexi cried out and slumped forward on hir smooth belly. That was a huge meal, one shi wasn't expecting. Any moment the red lizard would take hir, shi knew - but that moment never came.
As the throbbing, wriggling motions in hir massive cock - stretched out to over ten feet in length and the same in width - continued, shi looked back over hir shoulder and grinned. Draco's toes wriggled out of the tip of hir cock, but that was all shi could see of any of hir competitors. Somehow the silly lizard had gotten himself sucked into Draco's shaft. Shi could see his outline, faint through two pairs of cocks, as shi kept pulling Draco down into hir overstuffed balls, each half the size of a minivan and stuffed full of flexing, wriggling, ripped dragon.
Baal closed his eyes and wriggled, gasping as he felt his body pulled automatically down the semi-vored dragon's massive cock, right into the golden male's balls. He found himself grinding with the wolf, arms groping and hips thrusting. Baal's twin cocks pushed forward as he grappled with Shadow, both males overheated, overstimulated, both needing release desperately in the hot, sticky confines of Draco's huge balls, even as those nuts were compressed, squeezed by Leexi's shaft.
Ball pushed Shadow up against the wall of the orbs and grabbed his soaked tail. Shadow howled as Baal thrust forward heavily, penetrating him with one shaft. The other slid between his thighs as Baal's fingers closed over his erection. Lizard and wolf came together, instantly, sharing their bliss as they were converted fully.
Leexi's eyes went wide. A muted roar echoed up hir body, escaping hir lips, as hir nuts bloated, filling out to firm, taut, huge round orbs, no longer showing the muscular outlines of the dragon inside. Draco had just cum, filling Leexi's balls with the remains of Baal and Shadow. Rivers of cum poured out of hir jerking cock, which was well over twice hir size and thickness, as it stretched out behind hir, fat and heavy. Shi was so tired... all shi wanted was to curl up with hir insanely large nuts, feel the warmth lull hir to sleep as shi converted hir opponents. But that wasn't how the show worked contestants were expected to cum soon after winning. Shi had to get them out sooner than later so the cameras could capture it. That meant using more energy to convert them faster, though Draco had certainly helped get the job done on the lizard and wolf.
Still, Leexi had a few minutes to enjoy the bulk of the dragon before he was gone, leaving hir with three males worth of thick dracolf seed bloating hir aching nuts. They were so big shi couldn't even move, but shi didn't really have to. The intense pressure inside, the way they draped over the base of hir outstretched cock, the entire act of stretching to take such a massive male down hir aching tool... Leexi let out a howl and clawed at the floor as gushes of thick, pungent seed pumped towards the wall behind hir prostrate body. For almost ten straight minutes, ropes of cum sloshed out of the tip, gushes and waves of warm heat. Hir balls diminished in size, deflating like balloons, and hir cock shrunk as well, though by the time the dracolf's orgasm finished shi was still at nearly four feet in length, over twice what shi'd started with. Hir nuts pushed well past hir knees, forcing them to spread apart.
The dracolf purred as cum sloshed over the floor of the room. Shi inhaled the scent deeply, detecting traces of lizard and wolf along with plenty of dragon. Leexi took a few laps at the sticky, salty, musky substance and shuddered as hir erect cock flexed again. Shi rolled over, moaning heavily as shi did, and let the immense maleness slap up over hir breasts and belly. Shi hugged it tightly and grinned, happy to have won. Shi knew it had been a good show - it wasn't everyday a male the size of Draco got turned into so much jizz. And Shadow... he was cute. Leexi was sorry shi hadn't been the one to finish him off. Or Baaliam, for that matter. Lizards were fun - so smooth and slippery all the way down...
The dracolf dragged hir paws up and down hir shaft as more spunky seed drizzled out. Shi smiled as shi focused on how it felt, having the eighteen-foot dragon inside hir. A shame shi had to convert him so quickly - shi could have let him stay there for a few hours, even days. But a tournament is a tournament and the dracolf had no time to relax and truly enjoy a meal as big as the handsome dragon. Leexi sat up, then stood awkwardly, huge cock hanging in front of hir, dragging along the smooth floor as shi made hir way out of the room. The door opened for hir automatically as the remains of hir opponents sloshed around, a sea of jizz, not to be reassembled until after the tournament ended. Leexi's beach ball-sized nuts gurgled as shi dragged them off to hir room. They were still nice and full, despite the huge cum-shot, and shi was looking forward to spending the night emptying them out fully in preparation for the next round.
The mechanical voice from before echoed down the empty hallway as Leexi trudged back to hir holding pen, where shi had to stay while not competing. As the voice read off the statistics from the battle, a smile curved over Leexi's lips. This was only the beginning for hir. A dracolf had never been defeated in the first round, but a dracolf hadn't won the tournament in over five years. That changed with hir.
Final Stats: Winner: LEEXI COCKVORES: 1
RUNNER UP: DRACO COCKVORES: 2
THIRD PLACE: BAAL ASSISTS: 1
FOUR PLACE: SHADOW NO VORES, NO ASSISTS
VOTE TOTALS: Shadow - 12 Draco - 56 Leexi - 49 Baal - 32
RANDOM NUMBER GENERATOR TOTALS: Shadow - 25 Draco - 11 Leexi - 44 Baal - 55
FINAL SCORE: Shadow - 37 Draco - 67 Leexi - 93 Baal - 87
ROUND 1 - GROUP B COMPETITORS (Story text follows.)
Name: Miles Rose Manager: :linkshizu222: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6469605 Species: Otter Gender: Male Height: 6'2" Weight: 172 Cock/ball size: 19" long, 8.5" thick. Black. Can grow as needed. Balls are cantaloupe- sized. Vore Method: Either; prefers vore.
Miles doesn't look like your typical otter. Sure, he's got a cute pink tongue, a thick pelt, a nice otter rudder, and the body of a swimmer, all lean, tight muscle. But his fur sets him apart. Bright aqua blue, the otherwise normal pelt covers his whole body, except for the round patch of dense white on his chest and belly. Even his head fur, slightly longer than the rest of his pelt, is that bright aqua color.
Miles's personality matches his hue. Sweet, outgoing, friendly even to strangers, he's a shining example of a friendly ball of fluff. Put him in a ring, however, and instead of a calm lake, his body resembles a rushing river. Energetic, quick, aggressive: he can be a formidable opponent when he needs to. His fighting style revolves around distracting his opponents with his handsome rump, stuffing his thicker-than-normal rudder into any orifice available, and generally being slick and slippery.
"This otter isn't going to bend over for ANY fur."
Name: Seth Manager: :linkdemonancer: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6379857 Species: Anaconda/coatl hybrid (Naga) Gender: Male Height: 8'9" when slithering, body is 40' long in total. Weight: 521 pounds Cock/ball size: 13" long, 5" thick. Vore Method: Cockvore
This naga means business. He looks straight out of an ancient Mesoamerican legend. Dark, round anaconda markings cover his back and sides. Cream scales on his chest and belly stand out over his powerful muscles. Brightly colored feathers of red, yellow, and orange erupt around his head in a glorious mane. More feathers form fetlocks on his wrists and the tip of his tail. Normally he'd wear fabulous gold and jewels and was quite annoyed the rules of the tournament forbid any clothing or accessories, as though the brightly colored naga needed any accenting.
Seth believes he's divine. To that end, he looks down on mere mortals and unworthy of his time and patience. He's confident, perhaps overly so, and mildly sadistic, though often out of carelessness, not intentional actions. He believes his hypnotic powers, powerful coils, and paralyzing venom will be more than enough to subdue even the strongest of competitors. Who would dare challenge the divine?
"Let me show you Eternity..."
Name: Marr Manager: :linkmarluxia114: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5725385/ Species: Jackal Gender: Male Height: 5'7" Weight: 112 pounds Cock/ball size: 12" long, 3.5" thick. Fist-sized balls. Vore Method: Cockvore
Marr is a chocolate-brown jackal with several tan markings and golden eyes. Crimson hair runs down the back of his head in a short mane. Don't let his sweet color or mild personality fool you: when he sets his mind to it, he's an extremely determined and capable competitor, despite his small size.
His fighting style is based on deception. Marr is often left alone early in a fight because he's not viewed as much of a threat. He plays to that stereotype, feigning helplessness until his competitors are worn and exhausted. That's when the jackal strikes, binding them in his tail before devouring them with his pink shaft.
Never give up 'til the very end!
Name: Griff Beeks Manager: :linkgriff_beeks: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4693714/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4136125/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3498400/ Species: Kitsune Gender: Male-dominant herm Height: 5'9" Weight: 170 pounds Cock/ball size: 12" long, 4.5" thick. Baseball sized-balls. Vore Method: Either; cockvore preferred.
Purple hair. Purple fur. Rainbow earrings. Tattoos. Lip ring. The penultimate man-slut, and he'd be the first to admit it. One of his tattoos even spells it out in a bawdy tramp stamp above his tail. The other tattoo is on his right ass cheek - the Japanese character for "toy."
His moods can vary. When he's feeling good, he can be sunny, almost hippie-ish in attitude. When he's feeling less charitable, he can be downright nasty, evil, and sly. His fighting style involves harnessing the elements of air and water, as well as a close- quarters hand-to-hand combat technique he learned from watching anime.
"I don't have a catchphrase. I think they're cheesy."
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The large, brightly-lit room was empty when Griff entered. The purple kitsune headed for a far corner and leaned into it, crossing his arms over his chest as he waited. His nerves acted up - heavy breathing, foot tapping, scratching his thick white chest fur absently. Both of his thick tails swung behind him, brushing against the wall. Griff fantasized about this moment for so long, the moment he'd enter the arena and compete to cockvore his opponents. He didn't have much of a plan, but he'd studied previous seasons of Cockvore Paradise and had a few techniques up his sleeves. Hopefully it would help.
He let his twin tails, thick and fluffy purple lengths tipped in white, swing between his legs as he waited impatiently. Last night was the worst - all that waiting, endless hours. The show did it on purpose to get them worked up before they recorded the final statement just before the fight.
Griff's sheath twitched and he reached down to stroke it slowly, feeling the firm, plump bulge flex in his palm. He could feel his solid foot of fox-cock waiting, aching for the chance to devour someone. Almost time. The kitsune shivered, then dropped his paw and looked up as the door opened.
At first the serpent who entered the room didn't look too strange. From the waist up, at least. Dark green scales, a darker green circular pattern on the sides, and a vanilla chest and belly. Thick feathers sprouted around the serpent's head like a mane, starting yellow, fading to orange and then red. More feathers grew around his elbows and down his backside.
What really threw Griff off was Seth's... height? Length? He wasn't sure how to describe the naga's shape. No legs, just a long lower body that ended in a flexing tail tip and another large bunch of feathers. The naga was forty feet long at least - it took him a full minute to get entirely through the doorway.
Seth smiled at Griff and flicked his tongue out, tasting the kitsune's scent in the air. The naga moved to the center of the room and sat, coiling his long lower body around and around to form a pile of green scales and red feathers. Muscular arms and shoulders flexed as he waited for the signal for the fight to begin.
The door opened again, admitting a tall otter. Miles was a few inches over six feet with the body of a swimmer. Long and lean, he was a champ at swimming. Judging from the size of his sheath, containing a nearly 19-inch cock when erect, and the cantaloupe-sized balls draping over his thighs, it was safe to assume he was a champ at cockvoring as well.
The otter smoothed his paws over his bright, aqua blue fur as he nodded to Seth and Griff politely, though his dark eyes studied them both intently, sizing them up. The excited male's sheath bulged, spilling out inches of thick pink cock that flexed over his oversized, white-furred balls.
As Miles set himself up in the corner opposite Griff, the door opened to allow the last competitor to enter. The tan jackal was over half a foot shorter than Miles, much shorter than Seth, even shorter than Griff. Skinny, slim, slender - there wasn't a lot of meat on the jackal's body. Marr had tan fur and a golden mane running down his backside between his shoulders. The jackal's bright eyes took in the other competitors as he stayed near the door, obviously nervous. That was part of his plan - appear helpless, an easy target, and wait until the moment was right when everyone was focused on the bigger threats to make his move.
Seth hissed expectantly as his thick erection dropped from his cock slit on his front - an obvious and calculated move, considering his position in the center of the room, as if he were daring them on.
Miles ignored the serpent and stared at Griff. The bright blue otter licked his lips and grinned as the purple fox noticed him and shrank back into the corner. The otter's thick shaft swung lower, growing longer and fatter by the moment.
Seth noticed the interplay between the two and glanced at the jackal out of the corner of his eye. Better to let the weaklings devour each other first while he enjoyed the tasty looking jackal, he thought, hissing softly under his breath. The jackal's scent was the sweetest of the three - slightly spicy, but dry like the desert.
"Competitors: begin."
Seth moved quick. The serpent was surprisingly fast for his size. Within a few moments, he'd gotten almost fifteen feet of his coils around the struggling jackal. Marr gasped as he was lifted into the air, moaned as the serpent's long tail poked under his rump teasingly. Seth stared at him, watching with a grin on his blunt snout, as he stroked his maleness slowly, encouraging it to grow in preparation for devouring the deliciously scented male.
On the other side of the room, Miles and Griff circled each other warily. Griff was erect and throbbing already - the otter was hot and he couldn't help himself. He licked his lips and grinned before pouncing.
The kitsune caught the otter by surprise. Miles tumbled onto his backside, arms going up to clutch at the purple fox. They landed together on the padded floor and rolled over, leaving Miles on top of Griff between his legs. Griff moaned loudly as the otter's hips ground down, pushing his erection into the fox's belly. Paws tangled together for a few moments, but Griff went completely still when Miles's short muzzle pushed into his.
The fox closed his eyes and groaned into the kiss, muzzle opening widely for the small pink otter tongue. The fox wriggled against the strong, sleek male on top of him and panted hard. Griff knew this was a bad idea - they were supposed to be cockvoring each other, not grinding and kissing like their date had gone well.
Griff's eyes went wide when Miles's paw slipped between his legs. A low whine came out of his muzzle and his legs spread further as the otter teased his balls, then reached further, going for his tail hole. What Miles found, however, surprised him.
"Oh, you've got your secrets, huh?" the otter said, smirking as his fingers pushed into Miles's feminine sex.
The vulpine gasped and wriggled around the two fingers, moaning loudly. He considered himself male, but he was technically a herm, though he lacked breasts. The otter grinned broadly as he watched the purple fox wriggle back and forth. He dug his fingers in deeper and used his other paw to stroke his rapidly-growing erection. Twelve inches... fourteen inches... sixteen inches... finally, a full nineteen inches of thick, black-skinned otter cock protruded from the blue-furred male's hips, arching upwards until the slightly curved member brushed against his chest. Griff stared in shock at the size of the thing and bit his lower lip, hips wriggling as the otter teased him, getting him warmed up.
The otter's fingers popped out, wet and dripping. Both paws guided the thick head of the massive length under Griff's nuts. The purple fox was hard as a rock and panting with effort as he felt the broad tip tease against his feminine lips. His tails flexed upwards, brushing over Miles's chest and belly as the otter teased him. Nudging forward, pushing down, smearing musky pre-cum over his tail hole... the otter kept teasing until Griff was nearly begging for it. The fox's upturned muzzle dropped open in a soundless moan when Miles finally pushed in. The fist-sized head stretched Griff like nothing he'd felt before. He clenched around the member as it pushed forward, unable to stop himself from grinding on it roughly.
That encouraged Miles more and the otter grabbed for the purple vulpine's wrists. He pulled them over Griff's head, holding him down, as he leaned forward, sliding inch after inch inside the wriggling fox. Griff yelped a few times, the size hurting occasionally, but it was so warm, so hot, he couldn't help but respond eagerly. As more than a foot of the otter's shaft sunk into him, he humped back hard, forgetting all about the tournament he was supposed to be involved in.
Miles leaned over, demonstrating the flexibility for which otters are known, and dropped his muzzle over Griff's erection. The fox wasn't nearly as long as Miles, though he was still quite large at a nice even foot of fox cock. But what Miles liked was how thick Griff was. The fox's shaft was a little over a third as wide as it was long. Miles had a hard time getting his jaw open wide enough to suck the head in and it immediately forced his cheeks to bulge as he tried to push lower. He clutched Griff's wrists tightly, holding the fox down as he closed his eyes and pushed down hard, forcing his muzzle deeper, until the thick shaft pushed into the back of his throat.
Miles grunted, sucked in a deep breath though his nose, then humped forward. At the same time, he dropped his muzzle, taking in all twelve inches. His throat bulged obscenely as he swallowed the head and a good chunk of the shaft, working it expertly.
Griff whined loudly and wriggled desperately as nineteen inches of otter pumped in and out of his stretched pussy. The male-herm gasped and moaned, cumming hard around the thick shaft, as his own throbbed warningly deep inside Miles's throat. The blue otter pulled off after a good thirty seconds of deep throating Griff and gasped, cum flying from his lips and tongue as he sucked in a few breaths of air. Panting hard, Miles grinned down at Griff as his hips languidly thrust forward, squelching in and out of the fox's tight pussy.
It wasn't hard for Griff to get off again, cumming viciously around Miles's massive tool. The otter worked him hard, pulling over half of his cock out before thrusting it back in. He transferred Griff's wrists to one paw, freeing the other to stroke the fox's fluffy chest fur, tease his belly, and then take a firm handle on the baseball sized-nuts jiggling around at the base of the fat shaft dribbling pre-cum.
Miles leaned over, hips pumping in smoothly, going hard and fast.
"You're gonna feel so good going down my shaft," the otter whispered, eyes wide. "I can't wait..."
Griff gasped and struggled, but he knew it was useless. He was going down the otter's cock. In fact, he wanted to. He licked his lips, cock throbbing as the otter teased his balls, and nodded, unable to even moan out a response.
Back on the other side of the room, Seth held the struggling tan jackal up in the air, holding him tightly in his green-scaled coils. The serpent hissed as he tugged the jackal close and tasted his fur with his long, flexing tongue. The naga grinned broadly, feathered mane fluffing out.
"Relax, little one," the serpent hissed, breath warm as he maneuvered Marr's feet over the tip of his flexing, thick erection.
The jackal shook his head and tried to wriggle free. Despite himself, Marr was absolutely erect, all twelve inches of his thick pink maleness standing at attention as thick, smooth snake scales ran over it, teasing him. The naga's feathered tail tip brushed over his rump and he moaned as he felt his arms pulled over his head, then dragged forward until he slid over Seth's muscular chest. The naga grinned as he watched the jackal's hips push forward. Marr tried to slid his cock over Seth's belly, but the rippling coils prevented him. Seth teased his prey, tickling him with his feathered tail and squeezing him with his coils.
All the while, Marr fought back, struggling to free himself and turn the tables on the oversized serpent. But it was no use. Exhaustion set in - Marr was only a hundred pounds and change, while Seth had five times the weight and eight times the length.
Marr felt something warm and tip open around his toes. He looked down and wriggled desperately as the naga's erection slurped up his feet, sucking him down powerfully. It was too late, despite his struggles. Seth's coils held his legs together tightly, preventing him from kicking as the snake's length spread open, pulling him deeper. The sharp scent of the snake's smooth body filled Marr's nostrils as he slumped forward, gasping, as the naga's cock squeezed around his balls. When his cock went in, the erection rippled around it. He humped automatically, unable to help himself - the stimulation, the scent, it was all too much.
He closed his eyes and panted hard as he felt himself go deeper. Seth watched, eyes gleaming as the jackal's fuzzy, tan chest disappeared. Only his head and arms remained. With a push of his hand, the naga pressed him fully inside. The jackal's small body was outlined by the shaft as he wriggled and thrust, cock pushing outwards against the skin. Seth hissed jubilantly and gripped his overgrown cock with both paws, working the male down further. Thick pre-cum pumped out of the tip, squeezing past the jackal and lubing the way down. Seth grunted as he felt Marr's feet slip into his balls. He smiled broadly and turned his head for a moment to watch the other two competitors. Soon it would be their turn... very soon...
Unaware of Marr's fate, Miles and Griff continued to grind together. Griff's lower half was a mess of fluids and he groaned as he felt Miles pull out. The otter's fat shaft flexed on its way out and slapped upwards against his chest. Griff lay still, panting hard, a sense of bliss overwhelming him. He hadn't been fucked like that in far too long and any urge to move fled his tired body. Even when he felt the otter's paws tease his thighs and calves, pick up his feet, and hold them to the head of his erection, Griff didn't resist. He just smiled and nodded, stretched luxuriously, and wiggled his toes inside the stretching slit at the head of Miles's shaft.
The otter grunted as he pushed forward. His erection distended hugely, growing thicker and longer as he pushed the purple fox's feet inside. With a few thrusts, he had the vulpine in up to his hips. The cockhead caught on Griff's balls, preventing further progress. The fox whined as the otter pushed forward anyways, applying pressure under his nuts. Miles grinned and leaned over to lick and suckle on the flexing tip, treating the four-inch- thick erection with loving care even as he pushed Griff's nuts down.
Griff moaned loudly as the otter's enormous shaft flexed over him, sucking him in up to the armpits. With only his head and arms left, he grinned at the otter and winked, then wriggled, thrusting his hips, grinding his fat erection against the inner walls of the otter's shaft. Miles enjoyed that and shuddered. The male kneaded his cock, pushing his paws against the warm, fuzzy purple body inside it. Griff's nose pushed upwards as he was sucked in, paws clutching at the air as they too went down. Miles groaned happily and humped the ground, grinding his body into his oversized erection and the male inside. With every thrust, Griff went deeper. Miles's nuts swelled in size, visibly stretching as feet pushed and twisted from inside them.
As more and more of the purple fox ended up in his heavy balls, the otter's shaft shrunk, going back down to its regular, though still massive, nineteen-inch length. His balls, however, were now the size of a fox.
Inside the otter's white-furred nuts, Griff moaned and writhed, legs and arms pushing outwards against the insides. He rolled onto his side and thrust his thick erection forward, grinding it against the walls as the scent of cum, the stickiness of his situation overwhelmed him. He splashed around, completely covered in otter jizz, and let out a high-pitched groan of pleasure as he added his own contributions to it.
Miles moaned and sat back heavily, shuddering as his roiling balls wriggled around, occasionally showing the outlines of a head or paws. He patted his massive orbs and grunted, then turned his head, watching as Seth put the finishing touches on Marr. The jackal hadn't really stood a chance, Miles thought. The naga was just so big...
His balls wriggled and jiggled again, though the movement was less. His balls retracted slowly as Griff was converted. The purple fox moaned again from inside, the sound muffled, as pleasure caressed every inch of his body. Miles giggled and patted his nuts as they shrunk, but still hung low and fat, as big as watermelons. His aching cock throbbed and flexed, jerking and spurting, desperate for relief. But he knew he still had to deal with the naga.
Seth grunted as he fondled his empty cock, full balls wriggling with freshly-inserted male. The large naga hissed and turned, slithering quickly over the ground towards Miles. The otter stared down the naga fearlessly, legs spread, hands on his hips, nineteen-inch cock pointing straight forward, pulled down by the weight of his engorged balls, full of Griff-cum.
"Just you and me now, otter," Seth hissed. "Are you ready?"
"Question is if you're ready, snakeboy," Miles said, long rudder flexing back and forth behind him.
With lightning speed, Seth struck. Coils of thick green scales looped around the blue otter, but Miles was slippery - especially his midsection. He squeezed out of the top of the coils and launched himself towards Seth's head. The naga looked surprised and barely managed to dodge out of the way. Miles let out a cry as he felt more coils catch him in midair. With no leverage to work with, the otter was helpless. He dangled upside down, huge balls rolling over his belly, as the naga lifted him towards his cock.
"A good effort, but futile," Seth growled. "In you go!"
Miles's cry of alarm cut off as the naga's erection spread around his head and muzzle. The otter inhaled the sharp scent of the snake as well as the spicy scent of the jackal, who already went down this path. Large hands gripped Miles's thighs and pushed hard, forcing him down. His huge cock caught on the head, but Seth kept pushing, forcing it to push up between his knees. Miles shuddered and wriggled desperately as his thighs and balls were squeezed together, cock laying over them as it pointed towards his feet.
Seth was efficient, Miles had to admit. He was down the serpent's cock faster than he thought possible. By the time his blue tail tip disappeared, he was already squeezing into the naga's oversized nuts. He felt a warm body wriggling around inside with him and shuddered as they clutched together. The hormones, the scent, the testosterone inside the sac - it pushed Miles to the breaking point. His cock throbbed, so achingly hard, so full of thick fox-cum... he shoved himself against Marr, paws groping, legs kicking and stretching.
Seth panted hard as he settled back on his coils, hands stroking his bulging, squirming balls. He could feel the two of them wriggling around in there. Too bad the otter assimilated the purple fox so quickly, Seth thought. Would have been fun to get all three of them in there...
Still, as Seth stroked his cock, waiting for the wriggling in his bloated balls to taper off, he smiled, enjoying the feeling of a nicely-stretched cock and heavy sac. It wasn't every day he had the chance to do that with two people at once. Seth patted his balls again, watching them smooth out, fill with seed - so signs of struggle anymore. The naga grunted, hefting them with both paws, coiling his long lower body around them eagerly.
It didn't take long to reach his orgasm. His sac was so full... he had to release the pressure. And when it happened, Seth thought it was beautiful. Arcs of white seed splattered the wall opposite as he wriggled down into his coils, until only his cock was visible. His huge nuts, squeezed and stroked by his lower body, disappeared into the green as ropes of seed covered the floor.
"Good enough show for you?" Seth gasped, surfacing from his coils. He looked around, knowing a camera was on him from some angle or other. "Now let me out so I can take care of the rest of this!"
The naga grunted, hefting his still huge sac and drooping cock. It would take all night to empty, but it was worth it. Hopefully he'd be ready for the next round in time...
As he slithered down the hallway back to his room, the computer voice came over the speakers, announcing the statistics for the battle.
WINNER: SETH COCKVORES: 2
RUNNER-UP: MILES COCKVORES: 1
THIRD PLACE: MARR COCKVORES: 0
FOURTH PLACE: GRIFF COCKVORES: 0
VOTE TOTALS: Miles - 12 Seth - 34 Marr - 21 Griff - 9
RANDOM NUMBER GENERATOR TOTALS: Miles - 34 (CRITICAL HIT!) Seth - 15 Marr - 18 Griff - 26
FINAL SCORES: Miles - 46 Seth - 49 Marr -39 Griff - 35
ROUND 1 - GROUP C COMPETITORS (Story text follows.)
Name: Xavier Sinclaire Manager: soung Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6546459 http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3942130/ Species: Void Nogistune (Shadow Kitsune) Gender: Male Height: 5'9" Weight: 180 pounds (looks 135 pounds) Cock/ball size: 7" long, 2" knot. Normal balls. Vore Method: Cockvore
Xavier is black, where a normal fox is red, with white paws, feet, ear tips, and tail tip. One of the kitsune's eyes is blue. The other is mechanical, able to change colors or perform other, more useful functions like zooming in on tiny details. The dark kitsune is cocky. Simultaneously idiotic and brilliant, he's known to have psychotic outbursts where he's unable to control himself.
Xavier will depend on Drow martial arts, ninjitsu, and the skills he's learned through swordplay and fencing to win against physically larger opponents. He's well-versed in how to turn someone's size and bulk against them. He also has minor illusion magic, but a focused, strong mind can see through it. In the heat of the cockvore battle, however, he's confident he can trick his opponents.
"How did I get into this?"
Name: Elliot Manager: yut Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5651809/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6489785/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5578014/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5154139/ Species: German Shepherd Gender: Male/internal male-herm Height: 5'9" Weight: 160 pounds Cock/ball size: 7" long, 2" thick, 4.5" knot. Average balls. Vore Method: Either
A normal-looking Alsatian, Elliot has black and tan fur on a light frame. He's a growing boy, thanks to his regular workouts, and he's finally starting to pack some muscle onto his bones. Blue eyes, always attentive, and an aloof, calculating personality lends him an air of confidence.
Transformation and hypnosis are Elliot's forte. To that end, his love of weight training, running, and gymnastics will get him in nice and close to his opponents.
"You've seen the Crossfit Games. These are the Cock-Fit Games!"
Name: Ghost Otter Manager: Ghost Otter Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4959333 http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3250422 Species: Otter Gender: Male Height: 4'6" Weight: 190 pounds Cock/ball size: 7" long, 2" thick. Balls are 3" diameter. Generally re-sizable/stretchy. Vore Method: Either, depending on the situation.
Ghost Otter has perhaps the least creative name of any ghost. His fur is dark blue-green, except for his underbelly, which is a solid blue. Short and plump, he's got stubby legs, and a long, wriggly torso. His unearthly eyes are unique, with emerald on the outside and sapphire on the inside. His tail is longer than his body is tall and very versatile.
He's relaxed and calm, always in control, and prides himself on being a sneaky trickster, despite his outwardly friendly appearance. Deception is what he'll use to win the fight. Since he's part ghost, he can conjure up what would otherwise be considered parlor tricks: clouds of smoke, transforming himself or someone he's in contact with, turning partly insubstantial, and hypnosis. Add to that the sleek and slippery pelt of his species and he'll be a competitor to watch for.
"I may be smaller than the rest, but I have my ways."
Name: Naito Ookami Manager: naitoookami Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5618381/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4440475/ Species: Wolf Gender: Male Height: 6'5" Weight: 186 pounds Cock/ball size: Varies. Normal balls. Vore Method: Either; slight transformation preference.
Naito's thick pelt is solid gray with the exception of a large, bright green star on his shoulder. His right eye is pink and his left eye is green. Thanks to his height and bulk, he's able to intimidate people into doing what he wants. Although he's extremely intelligent, he's developed a mongoloid personality in order to lull his opponents into thinking he's just another thuggish lupine.
Naito's only special ability is pretty special. His cock can stretch longer and longer, turning into a prehensile tentacle-cock. Easily able to grow wider as well, the wolf foresees no difficulties in man-handling his opponents down his cock. Thanks to his hidden smarts, his opponents will often reveal their weaknesses to him inadvertently, assuming from his idiot act that he wouldn't catch them doing so.
"Party time is all the time."
"It's about time," Naito thought as his eyes adjusted to the darkness ahead of him. The feel of the canvas below his feet was a telltale giveaway as to where he happened to be. Watching the past seven seasons of Cockvore Paradise to prepare was just the canine's way of boning up for the ordeal ahead. As he strode across the mat into the far left corner he made certain to slow up his gait.
By now Naito assumed there were at least a dozen cameras on his grey-furred body, examining every bit of his muscular self for the internet audience. Nothing paid off better in the gambling world than a solid bet on these initial free-for-all rounds. Being quite the knowledgeable and built wolf, he felt that there was nothing wrong with playing up the image of the powerful dolt. Anything that would help garner him the slightest advantage could make all of the difference, after all.
Drawing in large theatrical breaths, Naito kept his pink eye on the sudden slit of light making its entrance into the otherwise pitch-black room. The tall wolf, standing at a solid 6'5", straightened up his spine and thrust his sheath slightly forward, since intimidation at this point could work in his favor.
While the kitsune who strode through the brilliant light was several inches shorter than his compatriot in the ring, he showed no sign of trepidation. Xavier's stick-like frame made its way across the room without the hint of a sound emerging from his white-furred feet. The ropes on the side of the ring sprang back as the black fur of his body bristled a bit, acclimating himself with his surroundings. The vulpine had fought many opponents blessed with exceptional muscles before, but they had all ended up at his feet in one way or another.
Today would be no exception.
Naito and Xavier stared off in the complete silence until the sounds of youthful exuberance penetrated the air. It was the German shepherd, Elliot, seemingly mistaking the cockvoring extravaganza for a performance by a circus troupe. A stark breeze passed by the wolf and kitsune as the Alsatian took his desired spot in an unoccupied corner. Spending the last eighteen hours in a small cell was quite the accidental torture, but the black and tan canine was now very enthusiastic to get in some pre-game stretches, his healthy 7 -inch cock already hanging out and flapping all around.
Ghost Otter was the last to arrive to the event, making his way slowly to the last free space. Naito had difficulty in spotting the diminutive otter at first, but his mind soon raced with potential ways to deal with their size differential. The blue-green otter, standing far shorter than 5 feet, sported a rudder that looked just as big as the rest of his body. A wisp of a sight zoomed past Xavier's mechanical left eye, swearing to himself that, even momentarily, the shrimpy little mustelid swung a 2 foot shaft onto the floor. Upon closer inspection it only seemed like a passing daydream, but Ghost's emerald irises stayed locked on his mark. A small spectral feat would hopefully get everyone rethinking their strategies right before the start.
The air grew heavy as the lights illuminated at a snail's pace. Just another twenty or so seconds until the start and all hearts, save for Ghost's, were atwitter in anticipation. Elliot felt sufficiently limber and was bouncing in place, eager to get it on. A loud cracking of knuckles cut through the tension, followed by a knowing tilt of Naito's head. A purposeful flex as he drew attention was just the psychological warfare the wolf wanted to play right before the real din.
"Begin."
Xavier, ears perking at the start, rushed forward to start off the brawl with Elliot. "You're mine," he growled as he rushed his way along the ropes. All he had to do was take this mutt down quickly and the speck of an otter and the muscle-laden doofus would be a snap. Playful as ever, Elliot stood in place and shifted his thick, knotted self to taunt the serious-looking kitsune, at least before raising an eyebrow and taking a sudden hop backwards in his little corner.
Apparently the supposed doofus was also a speed-demon, clotheslining Xavier unexpectedly in the diaphragm. The sheer force of the blow was enough to send him careening on the floor towards Ghost.
"Oh! You're going to be easy, aren't you?" The specter enjoyed the sight of the shocked shadow kitsune at his feet. Up close, Xavier noticed that what he observed earlier wasn't an artifice. Within seconds Ghost's sheath bulged further, his impressive 7 inches of otterhood nearly doubling in size without any physical manipulation, pulsing with anticipation as it hovered on top of the vulnerable fox.
Rolling backwards away from the threat at hand, Xavier thought he could avoid the danger. He wasn't quite sure, however, when two bulging arms ceased his movement and held him tight against a brick wall of a chest.
"Back again so soon?" The mountain of a wolf was only too happy to be in this position as his cock squirmed up along Xavier's backside. The freedom his prehensile canine meat exhibited was quite shocking in comparison to his chiseled, hardened body. Just a few inches more and Naito was going to be sporting an anaconda of a catch between his legs.
"Half of me, yes," moaned Xavier towards some of the cameras, right before a mysterious sweep took out Naito's legs from underneath. Naito's serpentine length flopped against his arms as what he assumed to be Xavier disappeared in a plume of black mist. As a tenacious hold clasped together the grey wolf's ankles, he knew it was too late.
"Illusionists," Naito muttered to himself as he struggled against the impending vore. He thrashed around to and fro but it was already too late. Xavier's widening shaft was showing no signs of stopping, its monumental size sliding up Naito's body 4 inches at a time. As a latch-ditch effort Naito tried to pull himself free with his paws, exerting unimaginable force against the kitsune's stupendous cockhead as it lapped around his hips. The extra pressure only goaded Xavier further, and it wasn't long until the mountainous lupine's head disappeared into the fox's equally gargantuan cock.
As Naito resigned himself to his new home in Xavier's sack, adding his own seed pleasurably to the wealth of kitsune cream inside, Elliot had the upper hand on Ghost. He was able to jump behind the apparition after an unsuccessful lunge on Ghost's part, leaving him wide open. Taking his challenger by his most snatchable asset, Elliot quickly treated Ghost like an Olympic shot put.
Not one to be treated like a sporting good, Ghost curled the very tip of his rudder around Elliot's wrist. Just the slightest bit of contact should do the trick.
"H-hey, come on! I th-thought an otter like yourself would treat me better than this!"
With a tilt of his head, Elliot kept up swinging the blue-green otter around in circles. A few revolutions later a black and tan thing popped up in the corner of the German shepherd's eye. Since winning Cockvore Paradise was a matter of being aware of everything around you at all times, he had to take his eyes off of the ghost at hand and what sparked his attention. His fingers loosened their grip around the emerald-esque rudder, sending Ghost flying twenty feet across the mat, as a stunningly thick rudder stared back at Elliot. If it didn't wag in the same way as his normal fluffy tail he would have sworn that there was an unspoken fifth contestant in the ring.
Regaining his composure, Elliot glanced back in the direction of otter's short-lived ascent into the air, only to find nothing. The canine's fur bristled as a webbed hand caressed his hip while another paw tilted his head down to stare right into Ghost's enchanting eyes.
"You're already part of the way there, puppy. Why not join the winning team? We'll show them what otters can do together!"
Ghost's fingers slipped quickly in between Elliot's own, holding on as the canine's hands started to take on a more webbed appearance. The spirit was very careful to keep his hips back a bit, readying his cock as the throbbing head slipped down to the mat. His eyes were irresistible, and so long as he could keep his otter magnificence out of Elliot's senses for a few more seconds he could be assured that the now-otter-obsessed pup would be a fine addition to his body.
At least, so Ghost had thought before his body was sent hurling through the air on another sojourn, landing right next to Xavier as he recovered from his earlier meal.
Much to Ghost's chagrin, Elliot knew his body better than most. Countless hours of physical training and calisthenics could easily tell him that his tail still weighed the same, and he knew enough about transforming others to tell what was real and what was imaginary. Otters were cute, he had to admit, but mind-tricks using uncalled-for transformations? Not today, not with a win on the line.
"GOTCHA!"
Within a few enthusiastic bounds across the ring Elliot was upon both the otter and kitsune. Xavier had miscalculated slightly, thinking Naito would calm down a bit more before being able to get back into the match. The wolf, however, was still very much a gigantic bulge within Xavier's sack, still in the midst of being converted into seed.
"Damn it, you scraggly wolf! Work with me here!"
Xavier knew the danger he was in but could do little to help anything along. The tremors and extra heft kept the normally-spry black fox seated on the floor, desperately trying to find his new center of gravity so he could finish the match with a bang.
Ghost, thrust head-over-heels without warning, was still struggling to understand what had happened. Elliot pushed his right foot over Ghost's baffled ribs, rolling him gently along the floor right next to Xavier's struggling body. A final shove later and Ghost found his backside straddling the fox's blisteringly-hot manhood, feeling its stiffness ride three feet up his rudder.
Despite the respite and the gorgeous feeling between his legs, Ghost knew this was one of the worst positions he could be in. Elliot licked his lips and slid up right in front of the couple as they were locked together.
"Mmmm, I was in the mood for a sandwich," he cooed.
The duo struggled to break free but Elliot parked his paws right on the small of Ghost's back while making sure the thick rudder and accompanying 3 foot, 6 inch wide fox shaft were locked between his arms. Rubbing his own 7 inches of knotted dick along the underside of Xavier's newfound genital heft, Elliot moaned in ecstasy as both of his opponents squirmed to get away. The otter's own 160 pounds of weight did Xavier no favors as Elliot quickly started to make his exceptional length his own, dick flesh merging quickly amidst pools of canine pre.
Xavier felt himself being pulled towards Elliot as if caught in a vacuum, groping all along Ghost as he merged with the canine in front of him. His feet lost their feeling as his mind registered that they were rounding out, along with his calves and his thighs. Some of his black fur down below started to turn tan, matching the fur of his new owner. Ghost couldn't help himself at the ruminations below, coating Xavier with his own pleasurable juices as he slid away. The last thing Xavier could remember feeling was that of being racked with a warmth as intense as the sun, twitching to and fro before being soaked in rich fluid, undeniably his own.
With only one opponent left prone on the floor, Elliot sighed out contentedly as he let his body naturally do the rest of the work. Ghost scrambled to put a bit of distance between himself and Elliot in the split second before he and Xavier became one. He was able to wriggle a foot over to his side before he was fully pressed into the mat by a huge mass of cockflesh. Being pinned to the floor, the only thing he could do was thwap his rudder wildly against his assailant and hope for the best.
After the fifth whack with his tail he suddenly found himself free, but his body was not entirely aligned with the mat any longer. With two generous arms hoisted around the otter's pelvis, Elliot had Ghost's underside hauled into the air and pressing against the head of his shaft. Thanks to his increased size from Xavier's generous donation, it was easy to get the slippery otter down. A few exuberant pulls later and only a few inches of Ghost's rudder could be seen through the tip of Elliot's cock as he sat himself on the mat.
Stroking downward with all of the force he could muster against the wiggling foe within, his normally-sized balls grew to the size of large watermelons, dangling well below his knees. The otter acclimated quite nicely to his new home, quickly adding his own weight in seed to Elliot's own collection. Ever the showman, the German shepherd thrust his tan chest against his hot thickness, licking all around the tip while his fingers alternated playing with his knot and bulbous sack. Elliot, proud at his showing, grinned wildly before howling, pulling his rod upwards.
Pulling off his best impersonation of a fountain, he sprayed puppy batter all over. Letting his 2 foot treasure paint many of the cameras white for the home audience, he lay himself back into the mat and heaved a sigh of relief. This may have been a hurdle of a first round, especially since the show had not seen a free-for-all first round like his in quite a few years.
"Just a few more minutes of rest...then another few hours of reps!"
No matter who else was going to get in his way, Elliot was certain he would meet each challenge at his physical best.
Final Stats: WINNER: ELLIOT COCKVORES: 1 COCK TRANFORMATIONS: 1
RUNNER UP: XAVIER COCKVORES: 1
THIRD PLACE: GHOST OTTER NO VORES, NO ASSISTS
FOURTH PLACE: NAITO NO VORES, NO ASSISTS
VOTE TOTALS: Xavier - 6 Ghost Otter - 13 Elliot - 21 Naito - 11
RANDOM NUMBER GENERATOR TOTALS: Xavier - 20 Ghost Otter - 14 Elliot - 16 Naito - 13
FINAL SCORE : Xavier - 26 Ghost Otter - 27 Elliot - 37 Naito - 24
ROUND 1 - GROUP E COMPETITORS
Name: Mal'oo V. Allaugn (a.k.a. Maloo) Manager: :linkmaloo: Picture: http://dl.dropbox.com/u/13972626/iron%20artist/021.png Species: Cougar Gender: Herm Height: 12 feet Weight: 2,631 pounds, 8.5 ounces Cock/ball size: 6 foot long, two foot thick. Two-foot-diameter balls. Vore Method: Cockvore
Maloo is a self-described Enormous Cougar Fuckbeast, or ECF for short. Like all ECF's, hir origin story is fairly standard: attendance on a transformation-based game show gifted hir with increased size and muscle mass. Further visits from a mad scientist kitty left hir at hir current ridiculous sizes. Twelve feet tall and well over a ton, shi's got the strength to take anyone down. Massive pecs support even more massive breasts, huge enough to hang a hammock between the nipples. Crazy muscles bulge from under hir pelt all over. Even hir extra-long and fluffy tail can crush a car.
Maloo is very intelligent and beguiling, seductive when shi needs to be, but when it comes to cockvoring hir opponents in the ring, hir strategy is simple: pick them up and put them in. Hir natural feline grace and speed have not diminished because of hir status as an ECF. This cougar is not going to be easy pickings!
Suddenly, Maloo!
Name: Joul Manager: :linkjragonfang: Species: Demon Wolf Gender: Male Height: 6'3" Weight: 245 pounds Cock/ball size: Varies. Vore Method: Cock transformation
Joul is a black wolf from head to toe. Ice blue eyes peer from under a shaggy mane of hair, also black. Silky smooth all over, his muscles show through, but he's not overly buff. His demon form, when the blood gets boiling, adds on a pair of effervescent blue wings and a set of ifrit demon horns on top of his head.
Joul's version of cock transformation involves liquifying his erection into a goo of sorts and letting it crawl up the victim's body, eventually surrounding and encasing them in his flesh as it re-solidifies. He can either keep them in his shaft to let them wriggle or convert them immediately. He's well-versed in water elemental magic down to the atomic level, allowing him to create paralyzing gasses out of thin air.
Just because I'm a demon doesn't mean I can't be nice or just.
Name: Choco Manager: :linkChoco: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6247953/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6487443/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6248039/ Species: Chocolate Wolf Gender: Herm Height: 5'9" Weight: 144 pounds Cock/ball size: 8" long, 2.5" wide. Adjustable. Vore Method: Cockvore
This canine is playful, adventurous, and very open about doing what shi wants. Shi loves teasing hir partners sexually to coax them along. As a being composed purely of chocolate - and we mean completely - shi's got an edge on hir competition. Hir stamina is excellent, hir body is fine, and shi lactates enough delicious milk chocolate to put anyone into a sugar coma.
Hir self-repairing, self-regenerating chocolate body allows hir some shapeshifting abilities, which shi plans to use to hir advantage to turn the tables on hir opponents - and give them a delicious journey down a chocolate tunnel, one at a time, until shi's crowned the champion.
Who said chocolate can't be sexy?
Name: Ahzura (a.k.a. Dr. Ahzzy) Manager: :linkkaliope: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5981993/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6069208/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6604217/ Species: Dracolf Gender: Herm Height: 7'1" Weight: Average Cock/ball size: 20" long, 3" thick. Knotted. Internal balls, though "cumsac" inflated under hir knot when cockvoring. Vore Method: Either.
Cyan skin with darker blue bits and golden markings, turquoise eyes with no "whites" in them, and blue hair with green tips. From hir coloring alone, Ahzura screams "dracolf." Hir ridged, prehensile cock is flexible and contains a special sac to hold hir vict... uh, opponents inside when shi converts them.
The dracolf is highly intelligent - shi earned the title of doctor, after all. Shi'll use hir medical and psychological training to analyze hir opponents and get into their heads, before shi gets them into hir cumsac. Like all dracolfs, shi's highly flexible, strong, and versatile in a tight spot. Thanks to hir liquid shapeshifting/goo form, cock transformation is simple for hir. Shi can crawl on the walls and use hir prehensile tail and tongue to trap hir opponents in hir gooey figure.
Doctors say even a single trip through a dracolf cock can improve your health dramatically!
Ahzura entered the arena through the open door. The stadium they were in was one the dracolf hadn't seen on the show before. Instead of the padded room or the boxing ring, today's event took place in a large plastic sphere. It sat in the center of a clean white room - white floor, white walls, white ceiling with recessed lighting. The clear plastic sphere looked like a giant hamster ball. Posts in the floor held it in place.
Ahzura grinned and shook hir head as she climbed the steps into the ball. The floor was smooth, but had enough purchase to walk on comfortably.
The dracolf took a position on the far side from the door. At just over seven feet tall, the bright cyan alien looked intimidating with a smooth, furless body with dark blue hair, a long purple tongue, and a pair of sea-green horns pointing out the back of hir head. From hir shoulders to fingers and knees to toes, the bright cyan skin was interrupted by darker blue, the same shade as hir small nipples on hir C-cup breasts and massive, flaccid shaft. Hir long hair was wrapped up in yellow cords, so that it hung neatly in a pair of cords down hir backside, nearly to hir hips.
Shi smiled and flicked hir forked tongue out as shi watched the next competitor enter. Jet black fur shined under the lights, moving like liquid across a muscular, six-foot-three body. The wolf grinned at Ahzura as he climbed into the sphere with hir. A pair of onyx demon horns curled out of his head, between his ears, and his ice blue eyes peered out from under a shaggy mane of more black fur. The muscular wolf leaned back against the curved side of the sphere, heavy sheath dangling over his thighs, above a pair of heavy, round nuts.
Both dracolf and wolf sniffed the air simultaneously as the next competitor walked in. Choco earned hir name in the most obvious way possible: by being made completely of chocolate from head to toe. Even hir long, swishy tail, riding high over a plump, firm bottom, was made of strands of chocolate.
The wolf grinned as shi climbed into the sphere with the other two. Hir dark brown erection slid from hir sheath, betraying hir excitement, as hir chocolate scent filled the sphere completely. Choco's broad hips swung, making hir cock waggle back and forth, and shi dramatically clutched at hir breasts, putting on a show for the other two.
The show stopped when the floor shook. All three watched as the light from the hallway was blocked out by a massive figure. Huge arms, immense breasts, and a gigantic body made it very difficult for Maloo to get through the door. When shi finally squeezed through sideways, shi patted hir sheath - the furry pouch was over two feet wide, same hir enormous golden-furred balls. The cougar grinned at the other three as shi pondered the opening to the sphere. It looked a little small.
Hir whiskers twitched as shi stretched hir arms over hir head, working the kinks out of all twelve-feet of super-muscular cougar. Maloo pushed hir head and shoulders through the entrance to the sphere first, managing to get hir breasts in, but hir sheath caught on the smooth plastic lip.
"Umm... little help here?" shi asked.
Joul and Ahzura came to the rescue, while Choco wrapped hir arms around Ahzura's hips to help pull. The cougar grunted as all three pulled on hir. Hir legs kicked and hir arms pushed against the inside of the sphere as hir huge sheath and muscular thighs fought to get through the doorway. After a minute, though, the huge cougar popped through and landed with a thud on top of Joul.
"Woops! Sorry!" Maloo gasped, getting up quickly.
The black wolf grinned, a slightly dazed look on his face as the cougar helped him up, inadvertently smacking him in the muzzle with hir enormous tits again.
The four competitors were closer than they would have liked to be, but there was little room to maneuver in the curved plastic ball, especially not with a feline of Maloo's size inside.
"Begin."
As soon as the monotone voice spoke, the hatch to the sphere slammed shut and sealed. The posts in the floor preventing the ball from rolling around retracted. The sphere immediately tipped towards Maloo as it rolled, just like a hamster ball.
Choco yelped as shi pitched forward, landing squarely between Maloo's enormous triple-H breasts. The cougar landed on hir rump, tail swinging around for balance, and clutched at the chocolate wolf with hir paws.
"Well, aren't you tasty?" the cougar purred, leaning down to lick between Choco's ears. The wolf squirmed, but Maloo held on tight as they rolled around until the sphere settled to stop with Maloo at the very center.
Towards the side, Ahzura and Joul tangled up together. The two grappled for position as they were rolled around the sphere, occasionally bouncing off Maloo's backside. They ended up on the slope, slightly away from the cougar and wolf. Joul's chest pressed against Ahzura's breasts as their erections ground together.
"Got you now," Joul growled, eyes glinting.
Ahzura let out a shocked moan as shi felt thick, viscous liquid drizzle around hir hips, coating hir belly and shaft. Shi looked down, watching as the demon wolf's erection liquefied, turning to a dark black jelly that slimed its way around hir.
"Two can play at that game," the dracolf growled back.
The cyan alien's body shifted as hir cock did much the same as Joul's. Their competing shafts wriggled together, liquid sliding back and forth between them, stretching to contain one another.
In the middle of the sphere, Maloo was having a blast. Shi licked Choco over and over, from hir throbbing cock, up hir belly, and over hir D-cup breasts, getting a tongue-load of chocolate each time. Choco, for hir part, clutched at Maloo's huge hands as shi was lifted in the air, up and down, and rubbed against the cougar's six-foot cock, leaving smears of chocolate on the dark red skin.
"Oooh, you're good enough to eat!" Maloo purred. "Too bad I gotta cockvore you instead. Maybe just a nibble..."
Choco groaned as the cougar's muzzle surrounded hir cock. The huge tongue roughly splayed over hir length, stroking it, as Maloo's paw grasped hir hips. Maloo lifted Choco up, holding hir waist with one paw and squeezing hir legs together with the other. Leaning over, muzzle still suckling on Choco's erection, the cougar slipped the wolf's toes into hir cockslit. Choco barely noticed as shi slipped in up to hir knees - shi was far too busy humping at Maloo's muzzle, leaving the cougar's lips covered in chocolate.
Choco howled as shi came, squirting thick shots of milk chocolate into the feline's muzzle. Maloo closed hir eyes and groaned as the sweet confection ran over hir tongue. Shi swallowed eagerly and pulled back, jaws wide to catch a few more shots, even as shi pushed Choco deeper down hir chocolate-stained erection.
Behind them, rolling around on the curve of the large plastic sphere, Ahzura had hir paws full trying to overcome the black wolf. Joul was formidable. Their gooey, semi-solid cocks wrapped around each other, pushing back and forth between them. Joul groaned as he pressed forward, getting his goo-cock to slip around Ahzura's hips again. The dracolf moaned right back, then opened hir muzzle and let hir long tongue out.
Joul's eyes went wide as he felt Ahzura's arms and tongue wrap around his shoulders and neck. Hir entire body went semi-solid and smooshed into him. He tried to fight back, but it was a losing battle. The demon wolf growled, tried to pull away, but Ahzura's liquid cock climbed over his hips, engulfing his shaft and belly. It stretched down, reaching out goo-tentacles to pull itself over his knees and feet.
Ahzura rolled over, almost purring as shi stared down at Joul. The black wolf gasped and humped, lost in pleasure as the dark purple goo climbed higher, squeezing his thick muscles. His head tipped back as it climbed up his neck, then over his chin. Joul's muzzle opened wide, eyes open, as it covered him entirely, swallowing him up into the dracolf's body.
Hir sac reformed, slowly drawing in tighter around the wriggling male. Ahzura sat back, legs spread around hir sac, as hir body reformed. Hir huge twenty-inch cock, ridged from tip to the knotted base, draped over the bulging outline of Joul's body, still pushing and wriggling inside hir cumsac. Already the wolf was converting into cum, making his outline less and less distinct.
Ahzura groaned happily as shi finished reforming. Shi stroked hir cock slowly and pressed hir legs together, squeezing the male inside hir cumsac, loving how wriggly he was, even as the wriggles diminished further and further. Soon Ahzura's sac was completely round, full to the brim with cum, and there was no more signs of struggle from within.
The dracolf glanced at the cougar. Shi couldn't see around the huge feline's backside, but the smell of chocolate was overpowering.
Getting to hir feet, with hir massive cock drizzling a constant stream of cum made from the wolf, Ahzura hobbled over to the cougar, huge nuts swinging between hir legs. Shi peered around the side of Maloo's breasts and grinned as shi saw the tips of Choco's ears disappear down the cougar's cock. The wriggly, chocolate wolf was visible through Maloo's urethra, pushing and wriggling, paw prints outlined by the flesh.
Maloo growled hotly and purred as shi massaged hir six-foot cock, grunting as the wolf was sucked down further. Shi licked hir lips, tasting more chocolate, and grunted as the streams of pre-cum pumping from hir tip darkened, taking on a chocolate scent. Hir huge balls stretched as the wolf was pulled inside and wriggled around, melting away into seed all the while.
"Just you and me now," Maloo said.
Ahzura looked up, startled, and backed off quickly. Huge balls dragging behind hir, shi attached hirself to the side of the plastic sphere. Thanks to hir species ability to walk on walls and ceilings, shi climbed upwards, until shi was hanging above Maloo. The feline lumbered to hir feet and jogged forward, rolling the sphere forward, using hir paws to keep hir balance as the plastic rubbed over hir huge, dragging balls and breasts.
Ahzura skittered backwards, trying to run against the roll of the plastic.
"Just one chance," shi muttered to hirself as shi guessed at the timing.
With a leap, shi launched from the top of the sphere, partly liquefying hir body as shi went, just as shi had with Joul. Shi landed with a wet thud square on top of Maloo's face.
The shocked cougar fell back and reached up, trying to paw Ahzura off, but the goo-dracolf melted quicker as the purple liquid crawled down the huge cougar's neck and shoulders. Within moments, Maloo's arms were pinned to hir sides and hir huge breasts were coated in goo. The dracolf had to melt almost completely just to get so far - shi was worried the cougar could be simply too enormous.
Fortunately, as shi worked, Maloo's wriggles ceased. The deep hum of a constant purr filled the sphere as shi pulled hir knees up to hir chest, helping the dracolf out. A good sport no matter what, Maloo realized shi was stuck and that shi might as well enjoy it.
The dracolf groaned headily as shi stretched hir goo-tentacles around, crawling over the massive cougar's muscular body, until hir sac stretched entirely around the 12-foot behemoth's form. It clung tight to every outline, revealing even the feline's tail as it twitched.
Ahzura sat in the center of the ball, flat on hir back, body gradually solidifying again. Hir massive cumsac bulged with cougar and Maloo made it worse by wriggling and stretching, just like Joul had. As shi converted, though, the outlines became less distinct. It took a long time, and Ahzura groaned deeply, legs spread wide, knot and cock fully inflated and pumping out hot loads of cum, which helped alleviate the pressure somewhat. Ahzura knew shi'd be up all night trying to empty hir sac; hopefully that wouldn't hurt hir chances in the next round.
The dracolf reached out and patted the swell of one of Maloo's massive nipples, sighing happily as shi did. The cougar was a good challenge. Shi hadn't expected hir to use the sphere to get hir in range. It was only good timing shi'd landed how shi had.
The dracolf hummed softly as shi watched hir cumsac inflate with seed, growing massive and round, losing the shape of the feline inside. The sphere lifted as the posts returned, holding it in place. A hatch opened up, though whether it was the same one Ahzura couldn't be certain. Shi struggled to hir feet and, dragging hir massive cumsac behind hir, between hir thighs, shi crawled out. Shi gasped as hir huge balls squeezed into the doorway. There was no way they'd fit through.
The dracolf groaned as shi stood there, leaning forward, unable to move, as hir huge nuts were squeezed by the hatch. Ahzura could have sworn shi heard a deep laugh coming from the sac, but dismissed it with a grin.
There was only one thing to do. Both of hir green hands reached down, gripped hir ridged cock, and pumped. And pumped... and pumped...
FINAL VOTES Joul - 4 Maloo - 22 Choco - 5 Ahzura - 29
RANDOM ROLL RANGES (Order, as always, determined randomly) Choco 1-5 Maloo 6-27 Ahzura 28-56 Joul 57-60
FIRST PLACE ROLL 39 - WINNER: AHZURA
SECOND RANDOM ROLL Choco 1-5 Maloo 6-27 Joul 28-31
10 - SECOND PLACE: MALOO
THIRD RANDOM ROLL Choco 1-5 Joul 6-10
8 - THIRD PLACE: JOUL
FOURTH PLACE CHOCO
(Story text follows character bios.)
ROUND 1 - GROUP F COMPETITORS
Name: Ghost the Gecko Manager: :linkGhostboy: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4838788 http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5486695 http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5234467/ Species: Gecko Gender: Male Height: 6'7" Weight: 102 kilograms Cock/ball size: 10" long, honey melon-sized balls. Vore Method: Cockvore
Ghost the Gecko has dark blue scales across his whole body. Patches of red scales run over the top of his head and the bridge of his muzzle as well as his chest and belly. The gecko is simply layered in muscles, from his massive pecs to his deep-cut abs, to the bulging swells of his biceps and hamstrings. The lizard's smooth body perfectly displays every corded inch of muscle under his thick hide.
Ghost has a strange green slime cohabitating inside his body. It can grow him, pumping him up to enormous height and weight, inflating all of his muscles and increasing his strength accordingly. He has to be careful, however, because his tenuous mental control is slight at best. Especially once he climaxes, when the slime could leave him to search for another host and leave the gecko as easy pickings. He'll have to win before he cums.
Time to get down and get big!
Name: Kevin Manager: :linkghothicpaladin: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6191001 Species: Zebra Gender: Male Height: 6' Weight: 130 pounds Cock/ball size: 4" long, grape-sized balls Vore Method: Cockvore
Lanky and timid, Kevin is one of those sweethearts who can't help but let people take advantage of him. He suffers from confidence issues due to his rather unimpressive, stick-thin figure. Though he's learned to laugh at himself and take things in stride, he's never been very enthused about showing himself off naked.
After appearing on a game show called "A Matter of Inches," Kevin suffered a strange side effect. On the show, the chemicals shrunk him down to no more than 12 inches in height while tripling the size of his member and more than quintupling his balls. After a costly and semi-successful fight to get the changes reversed, Kevin has regained his normal appearance - mostly. When subjected to extreme temperatures, sexual activity, or badgers, Kevin has a tendency to start shrinking about half the time. Every time he shrinks, his cock gets bigger and bigger.
It's a short trip. You should probably watch your step.
Name: Dani Bergson Manager: :linkdanibergson: Picture: NA Species: Doberman/Husky Gender: Herm Height: 6'3" Weight: 160 Cock/ball size: 16" long, 4" thick, fist-sized balls. Black skin. Vore Method: Cock transformation
Dani mostly resembled a Doberman: black and tan fur, strong arms and legs, a pointed, long muzzle, and floppy uncropped ears. Except for her tail. Her glorious, curly, fluffy, springy, long husky tail. It sits above a plump ass. In the front, an impressive sheath and balls hang over hir thick thighs. The dobersky wears hir long black hair in a ponytail that drapes down hir waist. When not naked in the Cockvore Paradise fighting arena, shi wears short-shorts, a biker vest, a beret, and a spiked collar.
Dani is skilled in unarmed combat thanks to military training and cybernetically-augmented strength. Shi can initiate cock transformation on hir victims if shi can get hir massive cock deep enough for hir sheath to touch them. Dani's victims don't turn into cum. They add to the weight and heft of hir massive balls. As well, hir fur takes on the characteristics of those shi's absorbed this way.
Dani "The Dobie" Bergson.
Name: Corbyn Manager: :linkcorbyn_prower: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6388649/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6334375/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6245849/ Species: Three-tailed kitsune Gender: Male Height: 5'8" Weight: 190 Cock/ball size: Varies between 1 and 3 feet. Balls are basketball-sized. Vore Method: Cock transformation
Corbyn is a shy kitsune with an average body. Thick blue fur covers his back and shoulders, as well as his extremities. A deep white coat runs from his chin, down his neck, over his chest and belly, and dips around his cock and balls and the insides of his thighs.
Corbyn's goal is to use trickery to outsmart his opponents. For his signature move, the Kitsune Pounce, he gets on all fours and bowls an opponent over from behind, pinning them to the ground while he looks for pressure points to paralyze them. His tails can come in handy - he's more than able to use them to trip up his opponents or distract them.
Don't underestimate this foxy or you'll get burned!
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Corbyn blinked as he entered the arena. The room was flat, with dark walls and a similarly-colored floor. High above, bright lights shown down from the ceiling.
The three-tailed kitsune glanced around quickly once his eyes adjusted to the semi- darkness of the room. He was the first one in. The blue fox had a large patch of white on his muzzle and chest, as well as the tips of all three tails flicking back and forth behind him. Of average height and weight, the kitsune's body was smooth and firm, covered in a deep, soft pelt.
The male turned as the door opened, admitting one of his competitors. The gecko smiled at Corbyn and headed for one of the corners. He stretched out, working kinks from his shoulders as Corbyn stared.
The gecko was colored a brilliant dark blue except for patches of red scales on the top of his head and the bridge of his muzzle. Similar patches formed on his chest and arms. He was very muscular and his smooth skin showed off every bulge. A ten-inch cock draped over his oversized sac, which was lifted up and down by the gecko's powerful thighs.
Corbyn grinned as his own sheath swelled up noticeably. Soon more than a foot of dark blue fox cock spilled out, draping down his thighs nearly to his knees. Ghost the Gecko stared at the overhung male with obvious surprise, then grinned broadly.
The door opened, distracting the two males from their bigger dick contest. The breasts entered first, followed by the rest of the Doberman-husky mix. Dani grinned at the two males as shi bounded in, hir sixteen-inch erection easily longer and thicker than the other two. The canine's shaft flopped up and down as shi walked, dripping a little into hir dark brown fur. Shi was primarily Doberman in appearance - short, dense fur, excellent musculature, sharp muzzle - but hir tail was obviously husky. The large appendage wagged furiously as shi waved at Gecko and Corbyn.
The lizard and kitsune both stared at Dani for a few moments before casting each other glances, then backing up into their corners.
They didn't have to wait long for the final competitor. All three were surprised, however, at the zebra's size. Though he was of average height and skinny as a rail, his cock was undersized, only around four inches. Dani grinned at the zebra, thinking he was cute and harmless, while Ghost and Corbyn thought much the same.
A few minutes later, a voice spoke over hidden speakers: "Begin."
Kevin shrank back into his corner. The skinny zebra felt a case of the nerves overcome him as he watched the three larger opponents spring towards each other.
Danny bumped into Ghost's back while Corbyn pushed into his front. The gecko squirmed between the two mammals as he felt the dobersky's thick erection slide between his smooth rump cheeks. Thick pre-cum pumped from Dani's tip, smearing Ghost's rump as shi ground forward, arms wrapping around the muscular male's chest. The gecko tried to throw hir off, but Corbyn clung to his front, foot-long erection growing thicker and harder as it slid into his smooth scales.
Ghost growled as he felt the dobersky's tip push between his cheeks. The growl turned quickly into a loud moan as inch after inch of the four-inch-thick canine shaft plunged inside him, stretching him out. His erection surged forth, sliding wetly along Corbyn's as the kitsune grinned.
Ghost's legs bent slightly as Dani pushed him over, bending him at the waist. Shi thrust forward again, grinding in deeper. More than half hir length slipped inside, pumping a constant stream of thick pre-cum from hir heavy nuts. The canine groaned heavily as shi groped at the gecko's sides, scraping hir black nails across his thick blue hide. Ghost couldn't help but push back as shi filled him.
Something unusual happened. Corbyn backed up in alarm as the gecko's cock grew larger and thicker, increasing dramatically in size until it was nearly two inches in length. The gecko's body followed suit, increasing in size and muscle mass. Dani clutched him as shi ground forward, tongue flopping out of hir muzzle as shi pushed him down onto all fours. Ghost's body rippled around hir erection as his muscles increased in size and power, while thick green fluid pumped from the tip of his cock.
Corbyn danced away from the strange pre-cum, unaware it was the gecko's cohabitant slime, a powerful symbiote that sometimes worked for and sometimes against the lizard. As Dani let out another deep moan of lust, shi strained forward, leaning on hir toes as shi struggled to hilt the lizard.
As soon as hir sheath pushed between the gecko's cheeks, the big, 7-foot-5 lizard froze. Dani let out a triumphant gasp as shi kept pushing, holding hirself deeply inside as the transformation began.
Kevin, watching from his corner, stared in shock. The blue gecko was facing him, eyes squeezed closed, broad mouth hanging open in soundless pleasure as he squeezed down around Dani's cock. The zebra watched as more thick green slim pumped from his cock, mixing with his pre-cum and pooling on the floor.
Corbyn tried to back up further, but slipped on the smooth floor and tumbled to his rump. A large blue hand grabbed his ankle and pulled him forward across the slick mat. Even though he knew what Dani was doing to him, Ghost wanted the kitsune. Corbyn struggled to scrabble away, but the lizard was still growing larger and more muscular. His grip was like iron and his cock... it was massive. Almost three feet long, half the size of the kitsune, and nearly as thick around as Corbyn's hips.
The kitsune gasped as he felt himself lifted into the air. Dani's arms wrapped around the massive gecko's hard twelve-pack belly and lifted him up, until he was standing once more. Corbyn's head dangled over the big male's cock. Ghost held him with one hand around both ankles and used the other to grip his neck.
With a surprised shout, quickly muffled, Corbyn's muzzle disappeared down Ghost's cock. The lizard moaned and leaned back, rubbing his huge shoulders against Dani's firm breasts as the canine's cock pumped inside him. When he tried to pull off in order to push back down, he found he couldn't - no matter how he moved his hips, the canine stayed right with him. Hir paws stroked his shoulders and sides as shi moaned lustfully into his ears.
Corbyn slipped further down the cock, up to his shoulders. Thick green cum pumped out of the gecko's cock, soaking down Corbyn's light blue fur. The gecko grunted and shoved him down hard, forcing his shoulders down into his cock. The kitsune wriggled and shoved with his arms, but the huge lizard wasn't taking no for an answer. With an audible, if muffled, moan, Corbyn slid in up his hips. His legs kicked above him as he felt the gecko's cock pulling him in , deeper and deeper.
Ghost tried to spread his legs in order to get a better stance, but found his legs weren't quite working. A sense of weightlessness came over him as he realized the canine had grabbed his thighs and lifted, dragging them up to hir heavy balls. His skin melted pleasurably into hir fur, making him moan and buck his hips. He could feel the changes, the way Dani stroked him now more like he was one giant erection than a male gecko. Combined with the kitsune wriggling around inside his shaft, about to push into his sac, the gecko knew he wasn't going to last long.
Dani shivered with excitement as shi felt some of Ghost's pleasure. Soon shi'd feel all of it as shi turned him further. The process was slow, however, especially with a male the size of Ghost. How he'd grown so big and muscular in so short a time, shi wasn't sure, but shi knew it felt amazing. Hir thick cock throbbed hotly inside the big male as shi felt him turning, changing into more thick black cockflesh. Ghost's belly darkened as his legs melted, soon disappearing completely into hir sac, which turned a light blue shade as it absorbed his lower half. Dani kissed the back of Ghost's head and moaned happily as shi stroked his chest and belly. Shi could feel Corbyn wriggling around inside his cock now and humped upwards, lifting both higher into the air.
Ghost closed his eyes. He couldn't reopen them, but didn't mind so much as more pleasure surged through his body like electricity. His chest and belly swelled with even more muscle, even as his hips turned black and veiny. His own cock throbbed as the kitsune was pulled deeper, helped by his groping hands. Dani's soon joined in, forcing the wriggling Corbyn down into Ghost's sac, which stretched around the kitsune, outlining him completely.
Ghost huffed and moaned, distended cock spurting thick streams of green-tinted cum now. As the changes spreads higher and higher, his sac pulled up, melding into the base of Dani's sac and adding to the mass there, essentially transferring the wriggling kitsune into hir balls as shi took Ghost's. Corbyn couldn't tell and didn't really mind - either way, it was warm, hot, and musky, and he was blindly humping the walls and masturbating furiously as he felt the same pleasure as the other two.
Dani pulled on Ghost's arms, holding them down to his sides. The gecko's head lifted upwards as his moan turned into gurgles. When Dani relaxed hir grip on his arms, they'd nearly disappeared into his sides - his fingers were already gone, molded into thick veins. Dani grabbed for Ghost's cock and pulled it up tightly, holding it into his chest. The massive endowment flexed against hir grip, throbbing and growing still.
Without warning, Ghost came. The half-lizard, half-cock throbbed and jerked back and forth as his erection shot a massive load of dark green cum far over the arena floor - directly at Kevin.
Dani and Kevin didn't know what was in that slime - but the gecko did, and before his cock disappeared into his belly and chest, before the black skin crawled higher up his body, turning his torso into a massive, throbbing phallus, he knew he'd just helped Kevin win.
The symbiote hit Kevin and knocked him down to the floor. He gasped as it crawled up his chest and forced open his muzzle. It pushed down his throat, gagging him, forcing him to swallow it. He stretched out on the floor, gasping and moaning, as the symbiote inserted itself into his thoughts and body.
Dani caressed hir new cock, nearly four feet long and two feet thick. Hir fat tip pulsed with cum from what used to be Ghost's mouth. Hir balls, still swollen with a wriggling kitsune, dropped lower and lower as the mass of hir cock was transferred to hir balls. Shi groped hirself, stroking hirself eagerly as shi felt hir shaft gradually shrink in size, though it would remain far larger than normal for quite some time.
The dobersky dropped to hir knees and leaned over, thighs pushing into hir balls. The blue tinted fur formed swirls of blue as shi devoured the kitsune inside. Corbyn's last coherent thought was how much he enjoyed the warmth, before he was added to the mass of Dani's giant balls. By the time shi recovered enough to stand, there was no sign of either Ghost or Corbyn - just a massively overhung Doberman-husky mix with a glint in hir eye and a desire for even more.
The zebra. He was still left. Dani giggled and stroked hir cock, gasping as shi felt the sensitive mass flex against hir fingers. Hir huge balls, swirling with greens and blues and even a few splashes of red, hung nearly to hir feet, making it a struggle to waddle towards the zebra's corner.
Shi saw Kevin lying on the floor on his back. He looked... different. When he sat up, shi realized why and tried to back up, but tripped over hir massive nuts and fell onto hir back with a crash.
Kevin was huge. No longer skinny, no longer underdeveloped, he was now rippling with muscles and a cock that draped over his legs, crossing his thigh and the floor underneath him. The zebra looked down at himself in amazement, staring at his abdomen and thighs, poking at his smooth black and white skin to make sure it was real. His cock pulsed, spurting a few strands of greenish pre-cum. The symbiote fed him energy, powering him up - it wanted its host to do well and had abandoned ship when Ghost was transformed.
Kevin got to his feet slowly. His massive hooves made the floor rumble as he stomped towards Dani, eyes glazed with newfound desires. His massive cock rose upwards slowly, the huge flared tip spreading with arousal.
Dani growled as shi tried to get up, but hir huge balls were simply too massive to allow it. Shi could do nothing but watch as Kevin knelt at hir feet, grabbed hir legs, and stuffed them into his oversized cock up to the knees.
The zebra's chest and shoulders swelled further, growing ridiculously massive. Black nipples pushed out from his pecs, each as big around as his head. His lips pulled back, revealing his blunt white teeth and curiously green tongue as he whinnied with pleasure. Pre-cum pumped from his cock, lubing up the dobersky as shi wriggled and struggled, trying to pull back from the nearly nine-foot-tall zebra.
Getting Dani down was easy for Kevin now. His cock crawled up hir legs, swallowing hir thighs. Hir huge balls were more of a challenge, but once they were in, the rest of hir hips and cock went easily. The zebra's erection stretched and distended around the dobersky like it was made of rubber, outlining every feature of hir well-hung, over- stacked, muscular form. Hir arms lifted, then pushed down on the flat head of Kevin's cock, trying to prevent the inevitable. As his cock rippled around hir lower half and most of hir own shaft, the dobersky cried out with pleasure and humped hir hips. Pumping against his inner walls as thick pre-cum slid around hir was more stimulation than Dani could take. Hir arms went limp and slipped inside the flared cockhead as hir cock erupted.
Blue-tinted cum splattered Dani's chest and face, soaking hir down even as Kevin's erection pulled hir in further, stretching as it forced hir arms up and sucked hir in. The dobersky moaned again, humped harder, when the hot flesh wrapped around hir breasts, squeezing hir nipples. More thick cum pumped out of hir cock, sliding through Kevin's shaft now as he pulled hir fully inside. Even the dobersky's muzzle was outlined by the thick black flesh of Kevin's cock as he sucked hir in deeper and deeper. When hir feet hit his nuts, he moaned deeply and clutched at them, groping hir through his fleshy balls. His cock bucked and pulsed, aching with pleasure as shi was pulled further and further down.
Eventually he got hir entirely into his balls. They stretched massively, swollen beyond reason with the dobersky's body. Dani growled loudly from inside as shi kept cumming, adding to Kevin's load as his body grew thicker and more powerful yet, fueled by the symbiote to ridiculous extremes. The zebra knelt, knees spread around his massive balls, and kneaded the swollen nuts eagerly. He could feel the canine inside, wriggling and stretching, humping and moaning. He patted the outline of her head and watched as his balls filled out, soon turning round and smooth as the wriggling decreased. His cock pushed straight up, bumping into his chest as thick, green-tinted pre-cum ran down the length like a river. It stretched from his hips to his muzzle.
Kevin grinned and flexed, showing off his massive form, and wrapped an arm around his new cock. He flexed his bicep, squeezing the shaft, and stroked it slowly up and down. It didn't take much for the overstimulated male to cum. When he did, the massive load painted a wall green and white. The symbiote stayed inside the zebra, though it did shrink him down as his orgasm ran its course.
Beanbag-sized balls diminished slowly as the remains of the dobersky, gecko, and kitsune splattered over the floor. Kevin gasped as he jerked himself off, unable to stop as more pleasure coursed through him with every pulse. Even though he was getting smaller again, back down to his normal size, he giggled. The gecko's secret weapon had turned on him... perhaps Kevin would be more fortunate...
FIN
FINAL VOTE TOTALS Dani - 11 Kevin - 7 Corbyn - 11 Ghost the Gecko - 8
RANDOM ROLL RANGES Dani 1-11 Kevin 12-18 Corbyn 19-29 Ghost the Gecko 30-37
FIRST PLACE ROLL 14 - Kevin
SECOND PLACE ROLL Dani 1-11 Corbyn 12-22 Ghost the Gecko 23-30
29 - Ghost the Gecko
THIRD PLACE ROLL Dani 1-11 Corbyn 12-22
8 - Dani
FOURTH PLACE Corbyn
Story text follows character bios.
ROUND 1 - GROUP G COMPETITORS
Name: Grargarg (a.k.a. Grar) Manager: :linkgrargarg: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3494972/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4033215 http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5780077 http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3045382 Species: Wolverine Gender: Male Height: 6' Weight: 185 pounds Cock/ball size: 7" cock, 2" wide, normal-sized balls. Vore Method: Cockvore
Grargarg's a normal wolverine. His elongated chest and belly make his legs look stumpy and thick, but that's mostly due to his broad, feminine hips. His chest and stomach are smooth and flat, covered in dense nearly black fur. Strips of brown fur run up his sides and head, spreading onto his ears, while lighter cream-colored fur forms a mask around his eyes. He can be shy and wary, but will quickly become aggressive when the need arises. His green eyes can glow, giving him a frightening visage, though his long, multicolored tongue tends to diminish his ability to frighten.
Speaking of tongue, his is very long. It's measured in feet, not inches, and he plans to use it to his advantage to stimulate and subdue his opponents. He has incredible mastery over his pain receptors and can deaden nerves at will in order to sustain injuries, should anything uncomfortable happen in the ring. Despite his slim, feminine appearance, the wolverine is packed full of power in his lean arms and thick legs.
Groovy.
Name: Psi Manager: :linkbhawkes: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6056414/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6053679/ Species: Ferret Gender: Male Height: 6'1" Weight: 175 pounds Cock/ball size: 11" long, 1 3/4" thick, tennis ball-sized sac. Vore Method: Cock transformation
Psi is primarily tan in color, with patches of brown-bronze on his hands, feet, shoulders, and sides. Royal blue eyes peer from beneath a mop of dark brown hair. The ferret is friendly, outgoing, and self-assured, though he can be reserved and quiet when presented with an uncommon or startling situation.
Like all ferrets, Psi is spry, nimble, and stealthy. He can wriggle his slim body out of most holds. When he's in combat, especially, his stamina grows to unimaginable levels. Opponents will tire first, unless they hit him with powerful magic or highly-advanced holds. He's a sweet-talker around felines and otters thanks to his thing for them, resulting in plenty of Zorro-esque quips. Psi's favorite trick is to not use his strengths in a match and lull his opponents into a false sense of security before letting his dominating nature out to play.
Don't worry, I promise I'll ferret all the fight out of you yet.
Name: Hayaikawa Manager: :linkHayaikawakitsune: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5276315/ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2213555/ Species: Arctic Fox Gender: Male Height: 6'1" Weight: 185 pounds Cock/ball size: 6.5" long, 1.5" thick, slightly above average balls. Vore Method: Cock transformation
Hayaikawa has white fur with sporadic blue markings on his face, tail, and ears. He is shy, but opens up when pressed. The fox is quick on his feet and smooth, like his name, which means "Swift River" in Japanese.
Skilled in Brazilian ju-jitsu grappling, he plans to stay behind his opponents and keep them there while he transforms them into his cock. The plan to either pin or place them in a hold so that he can add them onto his shaft, and he does so enjoy getting a nice, heavy fox cock and balls.
You knoooooow ya waaaaaaant tooooooooo.
Name: Deltad Manager: :linkdeltad: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5827164 Species: Western Dragon Gender: Male Height: 8'4" Weight: 455 pounds Cock/ball size: 13" long, 4" thick, no external testes. Vore Method: Cock transformation
Deltad is a rust-orange dragon with slightly darker stripes over his back, arms, and legs. A peach underbelly and four brown horns complete his draconic appearance. He's friendly and approachable, though during a serious competition he tends not to speak, as he's focusing himself on the strategy for what's to come.
His primary form of combat is less physical than mental. Illusions, confusions, and other trickery will be his tools, all to gain advantage over an opponent in order to grab them and add them to his already pendulous shaft. He tends to play a more defensive game. Thanks to his wings, he can fly for short periods of times in order to escape from a hold or drop down on an unsuspecting opponent from above. His favorite trick is creating three identical doppelgangers that look and feel real. They can be easily dispelled, but he counts on the confusion of the battle to give him the time he needs to move in for the transformative blow.
They never know what's coming... except when it's them.
Grargarg peered into the arena. For this round, he'd be fighting in the boxing ring. Red ropes, white mat, and large words spelling out "Cockvore Paradise" in bright pink across the center.
The six foot wolverine grinned as he trotted up to the ring and jumped in, climbing easily over the ropes. The mat was slightly springy under his broad toes. Thick, coarse black fur covered Grar's body from head to toe. A band of lighter, nearly white fur ran around his eyes, forming a mask-like appearance. Stripes of brown ran up his sides and over his shoulders.
The wolverine grinned and did a few stretches to get ready. His fur was so thick it was hard to make out any muscles on him, but he was surprisingly strong. Thick thighs, long claws, and a large, fluffy white tail rounded out his appearance.
He wasn't too nervous about the match. Either way, he'd enjoy himself - though he worried that his competitors could end up being sixteen feet tall like the dragon from the first round.
Relaxing into the corner bar, arms draped over the ropes, Grar swished his tail back and forth slowly as he waited for the rest of his opponents to show up.
The next to arrive was Psi, a thin ferret with tan fur and spots of dark brown on his sides and head. He grinned at Grar once he'd climbed into the ring from under a mop of dark brown hair. Despite being an inch taller than the wolverine, Psi had less weight. He was pleased to note the wolverine was around his size, meaning they were evenly matched.
Hayaikawa was next through the door. The Arctic fox had a pure white pelt with soft circles of light blue scattered across his chest and belly. He nodded to the wolverine and ferret, a serious expression on his muzzle as he sized them up. Both were around his size, so he mentally adjusted the throws and holds he'd plan to use in his head.
All three turned to watch Deltad stroll through the door. At well over eight feet tall, the dragon was by far the largest of the four competitors. A thick, rust-orange hide rippled around his thick muscles. Darker, almost brown stripes ran across his back horizontally, curling over his sides to poke at his belly. Between his legs, a thick, dark red cock hung, half-hard and nearly a foot in length.
The dragon grinned at the other three as he took up a position in the last remaining corner. His long tail swung behind him lazily as he licked his lips, focusing his attention on Grar. The wolverine stared right back, undaunted, and reached down to grab his sheath. He teased out his cock before pointing at Deltad, then pointing at his nuts.
Hayaikawa and Psi grinned at each other as they watched the interplay. Both quickly grew serious as a loud monotone voice spoke.
"Begin."
Deltad and Grar growled loudly at each other as they circled in the center of the ring. Hayaikawa and Psi glanced at each other from their neighboring corners and closed in on each other, giving the mammal and reptile plenty of space.
Psi grinned as he dodged Hayaikawa's paws. The fox was quick and obviously skilled in martial arts. Fortunately, when Hayaikawa did get him in a hold, he didn't count on the ferret's stamina. The ferret wriggled, squeezed, and stretched himself in Hayaikawa's arms until he broke free, leaving the fox gasping for breath. Hayaikawa jumped up to his feet and tried to dodge when Psi launched himself at him, but couldn't move quite quickly enough and ended up on his belly. Psi straddled his rump and grabbed his arms, pulling them behind his back.
The ferret grunted as his thick erection spread the fox's white-furred rump cheeks and leaned down, chest to Hayaikawa's backside as the fox wriggled beneath him. Psi kept a tight grip on both of Hayaikawa's wrists as his erection stiffened into full arousal. It wasn't hard - the fox was cute, firm, and had a thick, soft pelt. Transferring both of the fox's wrists to one of his paws, Psi used his other reach down between his legs and grip his cock, guiding it under Hayaikawa's tail.
The fox moaned loudly as he felt the ferret push in. It wasn't gentle, but it still felt good as nearly a foot of ferret shaft filled him up.
Back in the center of the ring, Grar ducked and weaved the dragon's swinging hands, avoiding getting caught for the moment. He rolled and sprung back to his feet, only to find his thick chest fur gripped by strong white claws. He yelped as Deltad dragged him forward and pressed in close, towering over the shorter male, four-inch-thick cock grinding into Grar's chest.
The wolverine grunted and twisted away. When he turned to face Deltad again, his bright green eyes glowed sharply in the light. Deltad took a step back and crouched. Smoke billowed from around the dragon. When it cleared, four identical Deltad's grinned at Grar.
Unsure which was the real Deltad and which was a doppelganger, Grar backed up against the ropes. The four dragons reached out for him and Grar grinned. His muzzle opened and his tongue lashed out. Foot after foot of bright, multi-colored tongue swept across each of the dragons' hands. Only one had a flavor - the one on the far right.
Realizing the game was up when Grar dived the opposite direction, Deltad let the doppelgangers vanish as he chased after the wolverine, huge feet stomping against the mat.
They ran right by the fox and ferret. Grar flashed Psi a thumbs up as he sped by while Deltad nearly stumbled as he realized the ferret was balls deep in the fox.
Hayaikawa twisted and moaned, grunting as the ferret sunk into him again and again. His cock ground into the mat beneath him and he shuddered, feeling the thick ferret cock drive deeper and deeper. Psi released his arms, but they wouldn't move - they were fused to his sides. The ferret stroked down Hayaikawa's pure white backside, moaning as the wriggling male clenched around his erection. He pulled on the fox's ankles, bending his knees, and pushed Hayaikawa's feet into his rump. They stuck there after a moment.
Psi grunted as he continued to thrust, though it became more difficult as time went one. Soon he couldn't pull out, not a single inch. He could only wriggle his hips back and forth as his cock fused to the insides of Hayaikawa's body. The two males gasped and moaned in unison, feeling each other's pleasure now. All the while, Hayaikawa's legs diminished, shrinking rapidly. As fast as his legs disappeared, Psi's balls increased in size, until they were as large as bowling balls. The tan orbs pushed against Hayaikawa's rump, soaking in the fox's body and adding it to their mass.
Rearing back, Psi cried out with pleasure as Hayaikawa was lifted into the air with him. The fox's armless torso wriggled, his head dropped, eyes closed, panting hard. It was far too late to escape now, the fox knew, but he still didn't want to give up. Not until the last minute.
Psi groaned as his paws stroked down Hayaikawa's soft, silky fur. At the fox's hips, legless, now firmly attached to the ferret's crotch, the fur disappeared slowly. It moved up his body gradually, revealing light pink cock flesh underneath. Psi growled hotly as he squeezed Hayaikawa, thrusting his hips and making the fox's torso bob up and down. The fox closed his eyes as he felt his neck stiffen. His muzzle pushed straight forward, lips pursed, as a massive urethra formed along his lower belly, pushing out through his fur, up his chest and neck, ending at his muzzle. He gurgled as thick pre-cum poured over his lips and Psi smiled.
On the other side of the ring, Grar struggled in Deltad's grip. The dragon held the shorter wolverine at the ankles and chest, lifting him into the air. Grar grunted and struggled, but froze in shock when the dragon pulled him forward and opened his muzzle, taking his erection between his lips.
A thick, smooth dragon-tongue slid around his seven-inch cock, slathering it in saliva. Grar grunted and bucked, not wanting to give in to pleasure when so much was at stake. The dragon shifted his grip, holding him with both hands around his hips. His chin pushed into Grar's nuts as his muzzle bobbed up and down repeatedly, suckling on the wolverine's erection.
Grar wrapped his arms around the back of Deltad's head, holding his horns as his hips humped the dragon's muzzle automatically.
Deltad was good, Grar thought, eyes squeezing shut as the pointed tip of the dragon's tongue squeezed down into his sheath, teasing him into another loud moan. Grar's muzzle opened and his tongue flopped out, foot after foot draping down Deltad's backside. He licked Deltad's scales slowly, hoping to tease the dragon into making a mistake. He even tried to tickle Deltad's belly with his tongue, but the dragon only grunted and held him more tightly.
Deltad's thick white claws clutched at Grar's hips and rump, digging into his coarse pelt and firm flesh. The wolverine wriggled, but was unable to escape the grasp or the dragon's tongue. His panting increased as he felt Deltad's lips squeeze down around the base of his erection. The dragon's tongue wrapped around and around it, covering it entirely in the thick muscle, pulling and stroking insistently.
Grar growled and tightened his grip on Deltad's horns as he came, unable to hold back. The dragon grunted as he swallowed, milking Grar for every drop with his tongue. Grar's tongue, over several feet long, wriggled against Deltad's smooth-scaled backside as he humped rapidly into his muzzle.
Post-orgasmic bliss ran through Grar once he'd finished. He moaned as he felt the dragon slide a paw down to his ankles, squeezing his feet together. When he felt a warm tightness surround his toes, he tried to pull them out, but Deltad's grip was too tight. He was soon up to his knees in the dragon's cock, his own shaft still hard and dripping as it slipped out of Deltad's muzzle.
The orange reptile grinned and licked his lips as he watched Grar slide down, further and further, up to his belly. The wolverine's legs kicked, stretching the flesh of Deltad's cock as it wrapped tightly around his chest. Deltad shivered as he felt all the thick fur tickling the inside of his erection. Pre-cum pumped out around the six-foot male, making it easier to push him down.
Grar pawed at Deltad's chest, trying to find purchase to pull himself back out. His fingers slipped from the dragon's smooth horns as he was slurped in deeper. Soon only his arms and the tip of his muzzle were visible, along with several feet of brightly colored tongue. Deltad grinned and leaned over, suckling Grar's tongue into his muzzle. The dragon's erection was stretched large now, big enough for him to press his muzzle down against the tip, between Grar's arms. Grar moaned as the dragon's length flexed around him, teasing his body with its warmth, the smell of musk overwhelming him as his tongue danced inside Deltad's muzzle.
The dragon's oversized balls wrapped around the wolverine's legs as Grar was pulled deeper. Soon his tongue withdrew from Deltad's mouth, leaving the dragon kissing only the tip of his erection. Deltad grunted and stood up straight, watching happily as his massive cock flexed with the wriggling body still getting pulled down the shaft.
Turning to watch the fox and ferret, Deltad's eyes went wide. Psi was on his spread knees, shoulders back, head hanging over his shoulders. Of Hayaikawa, there was no sign - just a three-foot-long, foot-thick cock arching from between Psi's hips. The ferret struggled to his feet, balance thrown off by the weighty two-foot-thick balls hanging over his thighs.
Psi grinned at Deltad, watching as the wolverine continued to wriggle and thrust from inside the reptile's balls. Hands and feet could occasionally be seen outlined against the smooth flesh of Deltad's sac.
The ferret and dragon stared at each other for a few moments, both engrossed in the sight of their competitors' endowments. Psi made the first move. The ferret got into a running waddle towards Deltad, but misjudged his balance and toppled over, landing with a painful thud on top of his oversized balls.
Deltad grinned and reached down, grasping Psi by the scruff of his neck. The ferret growled and kicked as he was lifted into the air and flipped around. Sharp claws pricked his hips as a massive prick pushed under his tail. Psi clenched his rump and squeezed his legs together, trying to stop the dragon as he pulled on the large fingers wrapped around his hips. Deltad just pushed forward still, grinding against Psi's tail hole. Thick pre- cum gushed out, painting the ferret's tan rump.
Psi stretched his feet out, seeking purchase to push off from. His toes sunk into Deltad's huge nuts. Something from inside pushed back, helping him squirm upwards.
Deltad looked down, surprised when he saw the outline of Grar's paws pushing up against Psi's feet. The slippery ferret squeezed out of Deltad's grip and rolled over the mat, coming up into a crouch, huge cock dripping against the floor.
"Thanks, Grar!" Psi called out.
There was a muffled reply of some sort from within Deltad's distended balls, but neither could make out what the wolverine said.
"Just delaying the inevitable, cutie," Deltad said, grinning.
The dark orange dragon lumbered forward, toe-claws digging into the mat as he charged Psi. The indefatigable ferret dodged nimbly out of the way - right into the ropes of the boxing ring. He let out a cry as he was flung backwards against the dragon's cock, belly, and chest. Deltad's hands reached down, holding him tightly as his massive cock pushed into his backside.
"Time to go down, ferret!" the reptile growled.
Psi gasped as he was lifted into the air and hung by his ankles over Deltad's cockhead. The dragon pushed him down roughly. Psi tried to grip the head and push away, but the dragon was just too strong - with a wet slurp, Psi's head disappeared into the slit. More thick pre-cum pulsed around the slinky male's face, filling his nose with musk. His massive cock throbbed, spurting against Deltad's chest. The dragon licked his lips and leaned his muzzle down as he held Psi's thighs. The ferret wriggled frantically as Deltad opened his mouth and suckled in the massive cock, able to take almost half the three-foot length.
Deltad closed his eyes as he felt the ferret slide deeper into his cock. For a slinky, the ferret's cock tasted much more like fox than he would have expected. Deltad's muzzle bobbed over the shaft. The dragon had to lean over as Psi was pulled in up to his hips, cock pointing almost straight back between his flailing legs.
The dragon gasped and pulled off as Psi was pulled in more rapidly yet. He looked down and stared in surprise as he saw the outline of Grar's arms reaching up his shaft, grab Psi's head, and pull down. With the wolverine's help, his balls swelled even huger, giving the two males a little more space.
Legs spread widely, ferret pre-dripping from his lips, Deltad stroked his cock and watched in bemusement as the wriggling bodies in his oversized nuts pressed together. Muffled cries as Grar got Psi onto his belly, pushed down against the bottom of Deltad's nuts. The ferret's chest and massive cock were outlined by the smooth scales, which hung no more than a foot or two above the mat. Grar's legs kicked, pushing outwards, as he humped at Psi's rump, grinding his cock deep into the overhung male.
"When you two are finished, mind if I finish up?" Deltad muttered, waddling towards the edge of the boxing ring. He clutched his balls in both paws, stroking Psi's oversized cock through his own flesh as the ferret and wolverine's muffled moans reached his ears. Deltad grinned as he hefted them both up, dropped them over the ropes, and followed himself, landing on the floor with a bounce. Thick white cum poured from his cock, mixing with his own white pre-cum. Obviously the ferret had popped, Deltad thought. The wolverine was good.
Deltad sighed as he waddled towards the door, which opened for him. Normally he'd have just turned them both to cum and blown his load, but they'd both been fierce competitors. Better to let them have their fun. After all, he had all night to enjoy the results.
As Deltad dragged his huge balls, still full of squirming, humping males, back to his room, the monotone voice announced the results. The dragon stopped, grunted, and leaned against the wall, panting with pleasure as the males inside his balls shifted around. A high moan of pleasure wafted through the hallway as the outline of Grar's chest and muzzle pushed against the front of his nuts. Psi feet stretched towards the floor as he ground his oversized cock into the wolverine, stretching his plump rump.
"Are you two ever going to be done?"
WINNER: Deltad 2 Cockvores
RUNNER UP: Psi 1 Cocktransformation
THIRD PLACE: Grargarg 1 Assist
FOURTH PLACE: Hayaikawa
FINAL VOTES Gragarg - 17 Deltad - 14 Hayaikawa - 6 Psi - 22
RANDOM ROLL RANGES Deltad 1 - 14 - 24% Hayaikawa 15 - 20 - 10% Psi 21 - 42 - 37% Grargarg 43 - 59 - 28%
ROLL #1 - 12 - Deltad
ROLL #2 - 22 - Psi
ROLL #3 - 47 - Grargarg
FOURTH PLACE - Hayaikawa
STORY TEXT FOLLOWS COMPETITOR BIOS.
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ROUND 1 - GROUP H COMPETITORS
Name: Zephyer Mizukaze Manager: :linkzephyer: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/794390/ Species: Blackbacked Jackal Gender: Male Height: 6' Weight: 175 pounds Cock/ball size: Black in color. Average length, but thick. Vore Method: Transformation via sorcery.
Sandy tan with a black back and shoulders, and a paler tan underbelly, he's got storm-grey eyes and long black hair that's normally pulled back into a single braid. His build is a hair more slender than average. Golden ankh tattooed on his left deltoid. While somewhat submissive and shy in social situations, in a combat situation (and this IS a combat situation!) he tends to become deadly serious and determined.
Zephyer is a sorcerer, specializing mainly in storm magic. In this sort of situation, he would most likely use wind and electricity to try to stun or immobilize his opponents so he could position himself to begin the transformation spell, which would likely involve anal penetration of his victim.
Prepare to be blown away!
Name: Orrin Manager: :linkmtext: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6555125 http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6265904/ Species: Otter Gender: Male Height: 4'8" Weight: 525 pounds Cock/ball size: 12.5" long, fist-sized balls. Vore Method: Either, prefers vore.
Standard brown otterfur with a lighter cream chest/belly/neck, blue eyes, nearly as wide as he is tall. Freakishly dense-bodied, he's incredibly strong and nearly indestructible as a result, at least as far as crushing, stretching or piercing are concerned. This comes in handy since the guys he likes to play with tend to be quite a lot larger than he is. He's got the typical otter personality; carefree, cocky, mischievous, easily distracted and a (half-)jokingly HUGELY-inflated self-opinion, but he also has a serious chip on his shoulder about his height and can react unpredictably (depending on context and present mood) to comments about it.
Aside from (or more likely due to) his deceptive weight and strength, he's an accomplished wrestler with plenty of experience getting larger opponents into submission-holds...
Short things come with big packages!
Name: Sykes Yarvinus Normatus Manager: :linkmatinus: Species: Omnimorphic Wolf Gender: Male Height: 6'4" Weight: 145 pounds Cock/ball size: 13" long, 3" thick, small grapefruit-sized balls. Vore Method: Cockvore
Very athletic and thin, but not toothpick like. He has some decent muscle tone, given his thin look and very low body weight, but to his advantage, his lack of density gives him the extra boost of stamina he'd need in any scenario. Along with his crazy 9 quilled mohawk and obscenely longer than average wolf ears, all that'd be left to note would be a distorted section of his chest fur, a S shaped scar on his left shoulder, and a black stripe running down the top of his tail from base to tip. He's very generous and caring and always feels as if he's done something wrong. He's rather shy around folks, even those he's known for a very long time. He tends to have a hankering for treasure or large jewels, but given the right moment, he'd easily cling to a cock that's bigger than him.
He can manipulate the photons in the visible area to create altered 'mirages' of himself, to confuse the opponent. Another way to avoid this and getting the other into his own cock would be to temporarily blind them with a bright flash, enough to stun the other for just a short amount of time. His one weakness in these areas is a major size difference, and the fact that his ears(when touched) make him shrink down to five inches tall for ten hours. In hand to hand combat, his speed gains him the advantage to get around the opponent to hit from behind. If he has to fight a bigger figure, his speed allows him the mobility to keep out of reach, while his light weight keeps him pumped in stamina.
Don't let appearances fool you!
Name: Jiji Manager: :linkdanath: Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5838380/ Species: Tiger Gender: Herm Height: 6'4" Weight: 199 pounds Cock/ball size: Two identical cocks. 18" long, 8" thick, cantaloupe-sized balls. Vore Method: Either (must be fucking to CTF)
Jiji has regular black and orange fur. In addition to hir extra cock, shi's got an extra pair of DD-cup breasts hanging off hir chest. Long blonde hair, sometimes in a ponytail, drapes down hir back. Shi has blue eyes and a good build - hir abs show through hir long, silky belly fur, but shi's not overly muscular, just fit. Shi's a show off and very confident. This tiger loves to win! Shi will only CV or CTF people with the lower cock. Shi's so confident about winning, shi's saving the upper cock for the finals.
Shi's very flexible, so hir goal would be to get behind hir opponent. Preferably shi'd start with the head - one the shoulders are done, the rest is simple. This tiger can pounce people from very long distances, so shi'd go for sneaky surprise attacks when shi can.
Double your pleasure, double your fun!
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It's often said fortune favors the bold, and no one was bolder than Jiji as shi as she strolled into the arena, arms crossed beneath hir second set of double "D" breasts. Hir twin cocks swung as freely as hir long blonde hair as shi smirked confidently for the cameras positioned all around the ring. There had been speculation online about today's show. Some people thought shi had an advantage, the only competitor in today's match with two shafts to fight with. But even though her tag said "double your pleasure," shi had already decided long ago that shi would only use the lower one in today's match. One would be plenty enough to take down these boys, though two would be undeniably intimidating.
But for sheer muscle, the most intimidating one of the bunch was the otter, Orrin. At less than five feet tall, he was one of the shortest contestants in the entire tournament, but what he lacked in height he made up for in bulk. He was nearly as wide as he was tall, all dense muscle, and he grinned at his taller but leaner opponents. Their cocks would indeed have to stretch wide to accommodate his frame...if their owners could even manage to pin him down, a prospect that seemed somewhat doubtful as he stood with arms folded, biceps bulging, watching Jiji join the others in the ring.
The two remaining contestants were already in their respective corners, and the jackal couldn't help but feel he had his work cut out for him. Zephyer was usually not the type to show off, nor was he usually the most dominant force in the room. He kept a determined look on his face, but his mind was racing as he brushed back his long black hair. The otter was obviously the one he feared most, but the tiger climbing into the ring didn't look to be a pushover, either. That just left the mohawked wolf on the opposite corner of the ring as the only unknown.
The wolf in question, Sykes, surveyed his opponents calmly, his paws behind his back. Of all four of today's fighters, he was the most relaxed of them, thanks mostly to the winning strategy he'd cooked up well in advance. This match wasn't going to come down to muscle, but smarts. With the otter and the tiger in the ring, the others would underestimate him as a threat, giving him all the time he needed. Besides that, he had an interesting advantage over the others, one they wouldn't realize until it was too late...
The arena's cameras panned over each of them as they settled into the ring. The otter was flexing, a grin on his face as he stroked himself, while the tiger gripped both hir shafts, stroking them slowly as shi squeezed hir breasts between hir upper arms. The jackal still looked nervous, eyeing his more well-endowed opponents, but he was stiffening up nicely as well. Sykes was the only one who wasn't fully erect, his red eyes intent as the camera panned over him.
The silence between the four of them was just getting to be uncomfortable when the monotone voice of the announcer chimed in. "Begin."
All four began to move, but it was Sykes who gave a short, clipped "Heh" as he threw up his hands. A blinding white light filled the arena and froze his competitors in their tracks for a moment as they threw up their paws to try to shield their eyes.
"Damn it!" Jiji yelled, stumbling back into the corner for protection as shi willed hir eyes to refocus. The flash left them all vulnerable to the wolf, and shi immediately looked for him as shi regained her vision. But the wolf was nowhere to be seen, in the ring or out, and the others were already moving.
Orrin was the closest to Sykes and had taken the worst of the flash, stumbling and fumbling against the ring's ropes. He blindly tried to pull his way along, blinking but only getting the vaguest impressions of what the others were up to. Zephyer, on the other hand, had managed to shield his eyes and was taking advantage of the time to target the helpless otter. The wolf had given him all the time he needed to start working up his spell. He just needed to get Orrin into the right position.
He grinned and pushed a hand out towards Orrin, a powerful gust of wind shooting forth to buffet the otter. Orrin clung to the ropes, but his short, powerful body easily withstood the wind. He was unprepared for magical combat, but they would have to do better than that, though his poor eyes began to water from the stinging breeze.
Zephyer grunted in frustration as his winds seemed to have no effect on the otter. He would have to get closer, then, and try to hold him still. Wrestling the beefy male to the ground seemed unlikely, but he had another trick up his sleeve to even the odds. He quickly darted out towards the center of the ring, wary of the tiger, who was still reeling, and also watching for the otter's blindly swinging arms. He smirked as he moved behind him, avoiding Orrin's tail and pressing both paws flat to the otter's broad shoulders.
Orrin cried out in pain as the jackal's paws began to pulse with stunning, dancing electrical currents, ripping through the otter's body and making every one of those big muscles jump and twitch. He was on his knees almost instantly. He tried to use the ropes to pull himself up or twist away from the jackal, but Zephyer had the advantage for the moment. Across the ring, Jiji felt a painful spark or two hirself as shi leaned on the ropes, hir hair and fur rising with the current. Wherever Sykes was hiding, he yelped as well as the whole ring was charged with it.
Zephyer didn't let up until the thick otter was half-slumped towards the floor. He laughed triumphantly and gave him a little push, and the ring shook as his heavy chest hit the mat.
"So much for all that muscle," Zephyer grinned, licking his lips. "Now you're mine!" He pushed the otter's tail up and forced himself against Orrin's tight hole, pushing the head in quickly and roughly and bringing a moan from both of them. "Damn...so tight...," the jackal moaned. "I can't wait until you're part of me!"
He rubbed his paws along that muscled back possessively as he began to force his way in, his pre coating the otter's insides. He mumbled under his breath, working the spell that would transform him, unaware the otter was already regaining his senses.
"You like me so much...," Orrin said groggily, "...then how 'bout you become part of me?" His paws were flat against the mat and with one quick shove he forced himself up, making the jackal stumble backwards, his cock slipping almost free. The otter took a few quick steps back and suddenly Zephyer found himself pressed into the ring post, the otter smirking at him over his shoulder. "I may be small, but I've got some pretty explosive strength and leverage," he grinned. "You never should've let up on me!"
He drove his point home with another quick movement, driving his shoulder into Zephyer and knocking the wind out of him before pulling him out of the corner to stumble forward onto the mat.
Orrin moved so much faster than Zephyer expected, too fast for the jackal to compensate. He felt the otter's thick, beefy hands wrap around his wrists and the otter's foot on his rump, forcing him down. "Can't stun me if you can't use your hands, right?" he smirked. He pinned the jackal to the mat and brought both of his wrists together into one big paw, freeing up his other to angle his cock and stretch himself wide, pushing in one of the jackal's feet and then the other.
"No, wait, wait!" Zephyer said. "You'll need my help with the others! We could bring them down together!"
The otter simply grinned at him. "Sorry, but I'm in this to win, and that means taking you down, too." He grinned, stroking his shaft as it swelled with the jackal's body, helping it along as it crept up to swallow Zephyer's knees, stretching a bit around his thighs. He moaned as he stuffed the jackal's tail inside as well, and the jackal moaned as he the otter's pre spilled out around him, lubing him up and making him slip inside that much faster.
Orrin rolled the jackal over his grip so he could watch his face, still holding his hands trapped. Zephyer moaned, his face grown slack, his normal submissive tendencies taking over as the otter's cock slid along his. It brought a cry of lust from his throat and a moan as he coated his own chest with his seed, panting as his chest quickly disappeared inside the otter's shaft as well. His arms hung loosely now in Orrin's grip, and the otter finally let them go, the jackal all too eager now to stroke the otter, squirming around inside him. He slid one hand down inside to stroke himself more, and the movement made them both moan, the otter watching with building lust as the jackal sank down to just a head and one free arm, Orrin's cock stretched and bloated with him. But the look on the jackal's face suddenly changed from slack-eyed lust to surprise, and he pointed up towards Orrin.
"Behind you!"
Orange and black striped paws were suddenly around him, four breasts pressing to his back as a female voice whispered in his ear, blonde hair falling around his shoulders. "Did you forget about me, pet?"
Orrin tried to react, but on his knees on the mat, with the jackal half-devoured, was not the best position to be in. He was clumsy and awkward, and Jiji took full advantage, pushing hirself against his back and tipping him forward. He ended up lying on top of his own distended cock with the jackal still peeking out, one arm lying free. Jiji laughed and pushed his tail up again, driving her lower long, thick cock deep inside him with the first thrust. Shi moaned as her upper cock pressed against him, and shi wrapped hir upper body against his back, purring into his ear. "Such a big, big boy..."
The otter moaned beneath her, feeling an intense pleasure flowing through his body, weakening him. He was used to taking big lovers, but Jiji was over 18 inches long and eight inches wide, and as shi began to work hirself in and out, he felt little pulsing waves of pleasure passing through his body, his muscles growing weak, as his body spasmed. Below him, the jackal felt it, too, and as the otter's body spasmed, Zephyer's head disappeared into Orrin's throbbing member, his arm following, hand limp.
Jiji grinned and moaned softly as she watched Orrin finish off the jackal. Shi let one paw trail around his wide frame to stroke that monstrously bulging shaft, sending shivers of pleasure through his body. "You're both mine now," she said, and he knew that it was true. He could already feel his body changing, but there was no fear, only an intense pleasure. His ass was coated in pre from her second shaft as her other began to swell inside him, drawing him in from the inside. Hir sac slapped softly against his rear, growing bigger as well with each passing moment. There was no escape for him now.
Shi raised his head and stole a kiss as his body began to visibly change, as though it were folding in on itself. His hole appeared to stretch wider around hir shaft, but on closer inspection, it was simply merging with it, melting into her. She chuckled, completely in control of the match, and repositioned herself, lying back against the ropes to cradle the otter against hir, running hands over his pecs and abs as they bulged outward from her cock. His hugely descended cock was in his own arms, the jackal's form still faintly visible, his balls swollen as Zephyer made his way down. Jiji grinned and pulled his cock against his chest, and as he stroked it, it began to merge with him as well.
The otter could only moan as she ceased her thrusting and focused on sucking him into her, moaning pleasantly, breasts heaving with hir efforts as her cock dominated his body visibly, the smooth black appearing and then overtaking the brown fur of Orrin's chest. Shi let him feel all of hir pleasure, let him taste hir pre as it dripped down, and he cried out with lust until he could no longer speak.
The tiger lay panting against the ropes for a moment as shi absorbed him completely, hir lower cock swollen wide and long from the combined size of hir two former challengers. Hir balls were swollen now as well, and shi stood slowly, adjusting to their new girth, taking a much wider stance than before. There was only one more opponent left, and shi scanned the arena for him.
"Sykes... here, boy," shi cooed. "Come to mama, so I can show you who your daddy is!"
Shi listened intently for any reply and heard a faint rustling sound, as though someone were moving around hir. Shi turned quickly but saw no one. Shi frowned, but an idea began to come to mind, and it quickly changed to a smile as shi scented the air.
"That's an interesting trick you have there," shi said. "I hope I can copy it when I absorb you, too."
The wolf suddenly froze. He had been moving all around the ring, watching intently, cock hard as the others had done battle with themselves, keeping himself hidden from sight by bending the light around his body. But now Jiji was looking right at him. Shi couldn't possibly see him, could shi?
Hir tail twitched, sweeping behind hir as hir whole body tensed. Shi closed hir eyes and scented the air again, and then shi pounced, moving more swiftly than Sykes could've predicted, especially with her newly engorged member. He cried out, and tried to avoid her, just barely escaping as she crashed into the ropes. He scrambled away on his paws and knees, forgetting to hide himself for the moment.
"There you are!" she said triumphantly as she reached for him, narrowly missing his tail.
He raced to the other side of the ring as shi untangled herself from the ropes, and as shi stalked towards him, breasts swaying and dicks swinging, he held us hands up again.
"Oh no, that won't work again!" Shi closed hir eyes as the flash lit up the arena once more, and when shi opened them again, she blinked in surprise at not one wolf, but four.
Four identical wolves stared back at her from all corners of the arena. "We've got you surrounded," they said in unison, moving towards her at once. "You may have two cocks, but how can you handle four wolves?"
The tiger growled, hands at her sides in a battle stance, ready for them, but something was odd. A slow smile spread over her face, ending with a smirk at the corner of her lips. She had identified the problem: no shadows.
"Well now, if you think you can handle me," she said, "you'll have to lay hands on me first."
Shi whirled around, inflated lower cock sweeping the ring and making contact with the invisible Sykes, knocking him back off his feet and flat on the mat. The four apparitions vanished completely as shi stood over him, grinning down at him around hir cocks. "Nice try," shi said. "Tempting, too...I would've loved to stuff myself with four wolves...but just one more will do nicely."
Sykes tried to back away quickly, but hir foot descended on his chest, pinning him to the mat. Shi had to fuck him to absorb him, so that left only one option: a simple, satisfying cockvore. Shi reached down to heft him up by his long ears, chuckling. He yelped as shi hefted him up, but as shi moved to lift him towards hir cock head, shi noticed something amiss. He was dangling from her paw and as shi watched, he seemed to be getting smaller.
"Are you...shrinking?" shi frowned. "Is this another one of your tricks?"
"Ow! Well, um..." He squirmed and pawed at her arm as she dangled him over the mat. "It's just... I shrink when people touch my ears."
Shi frowned again as he shrank further and slipped hir paws down under his arms as he dwindled to less than a foot tall.
"That... is ADORABLE," she said, laughing. "Although I guess I won't be getting much bigger after all. Oh well."
Shi purred as he shrank to just five inches tall, his entire body gripped in hir paw, his shaft spilling seed against her fingers as he gazed up at hir wide-eyed.
"Rules are rules," shi said.
Shi sat down on the mat, leaning back against the ring post and hefting hir lower cock up to see the yawning opening of hir tip. "In you go!" She grinned as he tumbled from her paw toward a slit easily twice his size. He landed against it and tried to hang on, but it was already slick with pre from before when she'd fucked the otter, and now as it oozed out around him. Sykes's paws scrambled at the edge, bringing moans from Jiji, before he lost his grip completely and tumbled down inside hir.
The sight of his tiny form swallowed up so easily and completely, combined with the feeling of him tumbling down hir shaft, was more than enough to finally bring hir. Shi cried out, stroking both hir cocks, pressing the larger one against hir breasts as shi began to cum, seed arcing above hir, splattering hir hair and the ring, raining down on hir in large, sticky drops.
Shi lay panting there for a few moments, elbows on the ropes and chest heaving as hir lower cock and sac slowly began to return to their normal size. Shi grinned at the cameras, licking hir lips to taste the seed splattered there, and blew a small kiss to the cameras. "See you in the finals!"
FINAL RESULTS
FINAL VOTES ORRIN - 12 ZEPHYER - 6 SYKES YARVINUS - 6 JIJI - 10
Orrin - 1-12 Jiji - 13-22 Zephyer - 23-28 Sykes - 29-34
FIRST ROLL - 20 - JIJI WINS
SECOND:
Orrin 1-12 Zephyer - 13-18 Sykes - 18-24
SECOND ROLL - 24 - SYKES TAKES SECOND
THIRD:
Orrin 1-12 Zephyer - 13-18
THIRD ROLL - 10 - ORRIN TAKES THIRD
ZEPHYER TAKES FOURTH
QUARTERFINALS: LEEXI vs. JIJI
Two doors opened simultaneously on either side of a square white room. The room was plain, with no decorations or distinguishing features besides a large drain covering in the center of the slightly sloped floor.
On the left, Leexi Sherkatia strode through the open door, bright light surrounding hir. The naked dracolf stared ahead at hir competition as twenty inches of wrist-thick, dark blue dracolf cock grew from the feminine slit between hir legs. Shi licked hir lips, remembering how full shi'd felt after the last round, and took a few steps forward, broad toes finding purchase on the slick floor easily.
On the other side of the room, Jiji sauntered in casually, both sheaths semi-erect. Two pairs of double Ds hung off hir chest, each capped in a massive black nipple. The overstacked, overhung tiger grinned back at hir opponent and sniffed the air. The room was sterile, for now, but already the feline's sensitive nose could detect the dracolf's unique scent of arousal in the air.
A mechanical voice spoke from a hidden intercom just one word: "Begin."
Jiji and Leexi circled each other cautiously, looking for an opportunity. The tiger's twins grew fully hard, bobbing in the air, jutting obscenely from hir hips, already dribbling like fountains. The dracolf was more controlled - hir dark blue erection twisted in the air like a snake, fully prehensile, and occasionally rubbed over hir smooth, trim belly or firm C-cup breasts.
The tiger purred loudly when shi saw Leexi's 11-inch tongue slide out, tasting the scents in the air. Jiji muzzle spread in a grin as the dracolf winked back cheekily.
The tiger moved fast. With a sudden crouch, shi sprang off the ground, powerful legs propelling hir straight towards the dracolf. Leexi's eyes went wide, but hir fast reflexes saved hir. An instant before Jiji would have landed on hir, shi dove to the side, rolling and curling before jumping up to hir feet.
The tiger grunted as shi hit the floor breasts-first and skidded several feet before crashing into a wall. Shi ended up on hir shoulders, head turned awkwardly to the side, legs straight up in the air, both cocks dripping over hir face.
Shi moaned and reached for hir back, gasping.
"That didn't work as well as I thought..."
Leexi ran up and skidded to a halt in front of the prone tiger.
"Good effort, though," the dracolf said, reaching for Jiji's feet.
The tiger tried to pull away, but shi was obviously winded. Shi shivered as Leexi's cock spread over hir toes, swallowing up hir feet to the ankles. It suckled at them hungrily, trying to drag more of the tiger inside. Jiji twisted around, until shi was on hir belly, and Leexi dragged hir over the floor, away from the wall. The tiger groaned loudly and reached down with both paws to massage hir twins.
The dracolf lifted an eyebrow in surprise as shi watched the tiger furiously masturbate. Jiji noticed and grinned.
"If I'm going down, I'm going to enjoy it," shi said, winking.
Leexi knelt on the floor, still feeding the tiger's legs into hir swelling cock. Already hir cum-sac was inflating, stretching around the shape of the tiger's feet. The dracolf leaned over the feline, bending hir knees up, and let hir long tongue drape out around the tips of Jiji's onyx shafts. The tiger purred and leaned back, hips wriggling as the dracolf teased and licked hir twins, eliciting thick sprays of clear pre-cum.
Before shi knew it, Jiji was in up to hir thighs. Leexi groaned as shi felt hir cock stretch over the huge, white-furred ballsac, still semi-inflated from the tiger's win in the previous round. Jiji gasped as the warm shaft crawled upwards further, clenching around the bases of hir thick sheaths, squeezing them together.
As Jiji slipped in deeper, the dracolf's cock massaged hir body, rippling around hir erections. The tiger groped at Leexi's breasts; the dracolf returned the favor. They even exchanged a few teasing kisses before the dracolf knelt up and shoved the tiger down firmly. Hir cock hungrily ate up hir chest, then hir neck and arms, which stretched out over Jiji's head. The tiger's twitching ears went next, disappearing into the massively stretched shaft.
Leexi's sac stretched ludicrously around the wriggling, moaning, squirming feline inside, showing every contour and movement. Occasionally the unmistakable outline of two fat erections pushed out against the stretchy flesh, or sometimes hir breasts or paws.
Leexi sat back, legs spread around hir huge sac, cock shrinking back down to its normal size. Fully hard, it flexed and throbbed angrily as arousal surged through hir body. Leexi grabbed it in both hand and ran hir fingers down the twenty inches from tip to base, stroking the contours and teasing the veins. Hir cum-sac inflated as a loud, though muffled, moan of pleasure echoed through the chamber. The tiger's contours disappeared as shi came inside the dracolf's tight sac, filling it with buckets of feline cum.
That only sped up the process, however, and Leexi let out a pleasured gasp, paws stroking rapidly, as hir cum-sac shrank, tightened up, turned from a wriggling, stretchy bag into a tight container for the transformed seed. Leexi's knees squeezed the sides as shi felt the last of the tiger's body melt away and shi let out another loud gasp. Hir cock twitched in hir hands and shi squeezed tightly as the firm huge rope of seed exploded out the tip, splattering across hir belly, breasts, and face, leaving hir covered in thick, feline- scented cum.
Another splatter, another pint of spunk, and another and another. Leexi leaned back, chest thrust into the air, hips humping upwards, as shi came hard, unable to help or control the lust and pleasure sweeping through hir black- and blue-skinned body.
Shi lay very still once the orgasm passed, enjoying the heavy warmth of hir spent erection as it draped across hir smooth belly. Hir cum-sac was still inflated, but now it was the size of a bowling ball, not the size of a beach ball. Shi slowly got to hir feet, cum running off hir face and front-side still, and headed for the door. Hir huge shaft draped over hir cum-sac as shi walked, occasionally twitching. By the time shi got to the door, it was already getting hard again.
Leexi grinned as shi headed back to hir room, listening as the mechanical voice announced the results over the hidden speakers in the white, unadorned hallway.
"FINAL VOTES LEEXI - 55 JIJI - 27
RANDOM ROLL RANGES LEEXI - 1-55 JIJI - 56-82
RANDOM ROLL 16
WINNER LEEXI
RUNNER-UP JIJI"
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QUARTERFINALS: SETH vs. DELTAD
Deltad strode through the open doorway with confidence. The tan and russet dragon stood a
few inches over eight feet, body covered in thick scales. Broad plates ran down his neck, starting just under his jaw, and over his chest and belly. They grew thinner at his crotch, continued between his legs, and ran down the underside of his long tail. The russet stripes covering his back, arms, and legs gave him the appearance of having smooth tiger stripes, but there was no feline heritage in the male's genetics - he was all dragon.
The tall, muscular male stopped near the center of the room, arms hanging by his sides, large wings folded up on his backside. Excitement made him tap his foot with nervous energy as he waited for his opponent to enter. He glanced around the room, checking for any tactical advantage he may be able to use. But there was nothing - the room was simple, plain, and entirely white.
Deltad ran a few fingers over his head, stroking the three large horns protruding from the back of his skull. A nervous habit, but it helped him focus when the door on the other side of the arena opened.
Seth moved in quickly. Thick, powerful coils followed him in. When slithering, the snake was generally around eight and a half to nine feet tall, though it varied as his long lower body followed. All told, the green reptile was forty feet long. Dark green circles covered his sides, arms, and back in a simple pattern while lighter, tan scales ran down his front and all the way along his underside. A blunt head peered at Deltad, sizing up the dragon. It stared at him from within a mane of brightly colored feathers. The feathers started dark red and lightened up to a tropical yellow around his cheeks, before darkening again at the top of his head.
Seth hissed softly and flicked his tongue out, tasting the air. His plumage rose up, like a peacock - an instinctive, genetically-powered move designed to impress and scare his enemies.
The snake and dragon stared at each other for several long moments. Seth coiled himself up into a smaller space, arms crossed over his slim chest, as Deltad's thick maleness quickly dropped from its internal sheath. The dragon licked his lips and smiled - this would definitely be a challenge.
A mechanical voice spoke from hidden speakers: "Begin."
Deltad's wings spread and, with a huge blast of air, he pushed himself off the ground. It was hard for a dragon his size to fly from a dead stop like that, but Deltad hoped the element of surprise would confuse the regal-looking serpent.
It did work for a second or two. Seth lifted an arm as waves of air hit him, but then the serpent sprung towards him. Coils unfurled, lifting Seth higher and higher, until he got his hand around the dragon's ankle. Deltad let out a yelp as he was hauled back down to the ground. He landed among Seth's waiting coils with a thump.
The dragon disappeared in a sea of green. Flashes of russet stripes and light orange scales flickered from between the coils as Seth dived in himself, arms outstretched. The wriggling mass of dragon and serpent rolled around the floor, completely silent except for the rustling of scale on scale.
Seth's feathered head erupted from within the powerful coils, followed quickly by a muscular draconic arm. Seth yelped as he was pulled back down by his feathers.
More struggles inside the broad length of the serpent's long body. Grunts, moans, gasps...
Deltad suddenly stood from the center of the coils. The dragon roared with pleasure as he forced Seth's head down his erect shaft. The serpent's entire body wriggled and stretched, wrapping around Deltad and squeezing in an attempt to get free. The dragon groaned as he clutched his claws around the serpent's arms and sides, holding his upper body still as he stuffed it forward. His dark red length stretched magnificently around the wriggling male, outlining Seth's muzzle and neck. The dragon grunted, moaning as he pushed him down, feeding inch after inch of the serpent into his shaft.
As Seth went down, his struggles intensified. Deltad found his arms full of flailing serpent. He moaned as the male twisted and wriggled inside his stretching erection, even as he sunk in up to his chest. Deltad's wings spread, providing him stability as Seth's lower body curled and coiled around him. The serpent's arousal was in sight now, thick and red, pulsing with need. Deltad reached out and grabbed it in his fingers, squeezing and stroking. For a brief moment, Seth went still, the shock of his member being groped surprising him into relaxing. Deltad grinned as he used the opportunity to pull the serpent down even farther.
Inside the dragon's musky, warm, tight shaft, Seth could feel his muzzle changing. His feathered plumage, his pride and joy, melted away.
Deltad smiled and stroked not only Seth's erection, but his own. The serpent wriggled and groaned, feeling the pleasure of both now. Seth's body shortened, drawing inside Deltad's over-stretched shaft, now nearly twice its original length and nearly three times as thick as it ought to be. Over 25 feet of serpent had yet to go in, though, and Deltad sat down heavily as he moved both hands to his shaft.
It tipped back, thumping into his chest, and he groaned happily as he felt the snake's mass added to his own. Slurping him up slowly, like the longest piece of spaghetti, Deltad kept stroking and massaging himself, growing longer and thicker by the moment. Thick pre- cum drizzled out of his tip, around the flexing coils moving the opposite direction.
Seth tried to moan from within Deltad's shaft, but found he could no longer make any noise. Pleasure ran through his entire body, from head to tail tip. He could feel every movement of Deltad's claws, tickling and teasing, and he writhed in pleasure. Now and then he would seize up and flex, coils going hard, like an overstimulated shaft.
It took a while, but Deltad felt it was worth it as he watched the feathered tip of Seth's long body disappear down his cock. Over four feet long and nearly as thick, it was too big for the dragon to wrap his arms around. Smooth now, there was little sign of the feathered serpent inside anymore, having been converted entirely to additional mass for the dragon's maleness. Deltad moaned as he rolled onto his side, letting the huge meat slap against the floor. He gasped, muzzle pushing into the head as his arms reached around, massaging underneath. His cock jerked and flexed, reacting to every movement. Deltad's hips shook as he licked along the smooth flesh, moaning with excitement as his orgasm approached.
It took a while. His shaft wouldn't cum until Seth was completely devoured, and the snake was so huge it left Deltad riding the edge, tortured and desperate for release, for nearly thirty minutes. The dragon roared with pleasure as the moment arrived and squeezed himself with his arms, pulling his shaft into his chest as the first few blasts erupted, painting the wall opposite with thick ropes of pungent dragon cum.
The orgasm was worth the wait. Deltad's head spun as he lost himself in the throes of bliss. Every pulse, every flex sent shivers through him, paroxysms of pleasure. He cried out as more huge ropes of seed pulsed out, some splattering over his jaw, others running down into a puddle that grew around him quickly before slowly draining off into the center of the room.
Deltad's tail twitched, moving back and forth slowly, as he returned to his senses. He rolled onto his backside, arms spread to the sides, wings folded into tight to his back. His massive endowment curled off his hips and draped over the floor, still spurting, though weakly now. He gasped, chest rising and falling rapidly, as he tried to move and found himself too exhausted by the intense orgasm to find the strength.
A single red feather drifted down through the air and landed on the tip of Deltad's muzzle. He grinned and pursed his lips, blowing it back into the air, where it fluttered off out of sight.
After a while, Deltad rolled onto his side again and levered himself up onto his knees. Walking was a struggle with the massive cock hanging from his crotch, but using both arms to carry it and his wings for balance, he was able to totter out of the arena and down the hallways towards his room. It would take most of the night masturbating to get himself back to a size where he could even retract his cock back into his internal sheath, but it would be a very pleasurable night. Deltad didn't think he would mind.
As he walked, his cock draping over his arms, the mechanical voice came over the intercom to announce the results:
"FINAL VOTES SETH - 26 DELTAD - 18
RANDOM ROLL RANGES SETH - 1-26 DELTAD - 27-44
RANDOM ROLL 37
WINNER DELTAD
RUNNER-UP SETH"
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QUARTERFINALS: ELLIOT vs. KEVIN
Doors opened on either side of the plain white arena. Through one door walked a fit German Shepherd, just under six feet tall. A bit under 200 pounds, he was in good shape, with a hint of a six-pack under his light tan belly fur. Bright eyes peered across the room, examining his opponent, a skinny, lanky, short zebra.
Kevin's eyes went wide as he watched the handsome canine approach the center of the room. It took him a few seconds to start walking himself, but soon he faced the German Shepherd from a few feet away.
Elliot smiled as he stared at Kevin, catching the zebra's eyes. Already a plan was forming in his head as he realized the equine could be susceptible to hypnotism.
A mechanical voice spoke from hidden speakers: "Begin."
Neither male moved. Kevin stared at Elliot, waiting for the canine to make the first move. But Elliot didn't move - he just stared at Kevin, catching his gaze and holding it in his own. Elliot's eyes went wide as he felt himself captured by Elliot's eyes. So wide, brown, full...
Elliot slowly swayed back and forth. After a few minutes, Kevin did as well. The zebra's muzzle hung open, arms limp at his sides, as he followed Elliot's movements.
Elliot murmured under his breath. Kevin's ears swiveled forward, catching what the canine said, even as Elliot stepped forward, until he was nose to nose with the zebra. He kept talking, speaking softly, as he moved back and forth. Kevin's eyes lidded over and Elliot smiled. He kept working, putting the zebra into a deep trance. It was almost too easy.
By the time he was finished, Kevin was swaying on his own and Elliot straightened up. His erection popped out of his sheath, growing quickly as he slid a paw over the zebra's chest, feeling the skinny male's ribs under his smooth skin. Kevin was cute, in a slightly nerdy kind of way. Small, vulnerable, and just begging for a good fucking. How he'd won through the preliminaries, Elliot had no idea, but he was grateful to land such a cute, willing opponent.
The zebra gasped when Elliot's paw wrapped around his small cock and nuts. He was erect in moments after a few short commands from the canine.
"Good boy," Elliot murmured, letting the zebra's small shaft fill his paw.
Not wanting to waste such a pleasurable opportunity, Elliot pushed Kevin down to his knees. The German Shepherd's erection rubbed against the zebra's lips; after a few moments, Kevin opened his muzzle and pressed his long black tongue out, then suckled the length inside. Elliot groaned and shivered as Kevin's muzzle caressed his length. He dropped his paws onto the zebra's head, holding his twitching ears. Kevin's eyes closed completely as Elliot murmured again, keeping him deep in the trance.
The zebra, in his own head, felt incredibly relaxed. The nervousness and anxiety he'd felt before the match melted away as he tasted the male's thickness slide across his tongue. Every suckle brought more pleasure, more relaxation, just as Elliot promised it would. The zebra's cock twitched and throbbed, hard as it had ever been.
Elliot sighed as he shifted his stance, spreading his legs to give himself a little more leverage. He rested his paw on the back of Kevin's head and pulled him forward, pushing his shaft deep into the back of the smaller male's muzzle. Kevin's eyes stayed shut as he swallowed the tip, eagerly working his tongue along the underside.
The German Shepherd's tail wagged behind him furiously as his cock flexed inside Kevin's muzzle. The zebra was good, but Elliot knew he had to be careful not to finish too quickly, no matter how much he'd like to pump a few loads down the smaller male's throat. With a grunt, he pulled back, shivering as his tip slipped free of Kevin's lips. The zebra didn't react as a few strands of pre-cum and saliva hung in the air between the canine's shaft and his mouth.
"Mmmm... very good boy," Elliot murmured, stroking between Kevin's ears. "Now turn around..."
Kevin sighed with contentment as he did, going onto all fours and hiking his tail up. He heard the canine growl, felt paws on his rump, squeezing his slightly bony ass, but it all made him feel even better. Even when he felt fingers slide inside him, lubing him up, then the familiar tip of a thick canine erection push against his tight rump, he didn't do much to react beside push back happily.
Elliot stroked his paws up and down Kevin's backside, lulling the zebra even deeper into his trance. He worked in slow, taking his time, enjoying the tightness and warmth. One paw reached around, grasping the zebra's cock. He squeezed and stroked the small member slowly, taking his time as he worked his own larger seven inches inside. Soon he was up to his sheath, snug and warm. He wrapped both arms around Kevin's chest and pulled him back, so the zebra sat on his erection.
Kevin groaned deeply, head lolling back onto Elliot's shoulder. The German Shepherd groaned right back and licked over Kevin's neck, paws running up and down the skinny male's chest and belly.
Elliot shivered as he felt the process start. A pleasant tingling sensation as his cock fused to the zebra. It spread rapidly, sharing the pleasure he felt with the male. Kevin gasped again and again as shots of the tingles raced up his spine. His muzzle opened, but no words came out as Elliot nibbled on his neck and stroked his chest. Each touch felt better and better - not just from the subliminal suggestions planted by the canine earlier, but as his flesh turned a shade of pink between the black stripes.
Elliot pulled on Kevin's legs, positioning the skinny appendages. They quickly fused together and sprouted a fine layer of tan fur, the same color as the canine's nuts. Kevin's arms, pulled to his sides by Elliot, soon melted into his midsection as the definition in his ribcage disappeared, replaced by a general roundness. He filled out quickly, loosing his skinny figure. Elliot panted loudly, still licking and nibbling on Kevin's neck and cheek, even as the zebra's ears withdrew.
Kevin never did open his eyes again. The pink flesh crawled upwards quickly, covering his face. Elliot pulled his muzzle up, so that as he was transformed, his muzzle formed the canine's new cock slit. Within minutes, it was over.
Of the zebra, there was little sign. A few fading black stripes around the base of the German Shepherd's massive new erection, now over three feet long and a foot thick. A few strands of black horse tail on the floor, under his basketball-sized nuts. Elliot sighed as he leaned back, stretching out on the floor as he caressed himself. A few gurgles sounded from his erection as the internal plumbing fixed itself. After a few more gurgles, a steady flow of thick, clear pre-cum drizzled out of the tip into his chest fur.
Elliot nearly purred as he watched his cock flex back and forth. It felt amazing, warm and thick, heavy against his belly. His balls draped over his thighs, full and fat. Both paws worked over the shaft, stroking slowly - the canine was in no rush. He enjoyed every moment of his post-Kevin orgasm, appreciating how much the skinny male added to his cock despite his small size. Slow and steady, he stroked his erection, teasing under the head, rubbing the sensitive base, tugging on his new, oversized sheath, or digging his fingers into his massive balls.
The pleasure kept building, gradually reaching the point of no return. Elliot edged himself for a while to build up the pressure in his balls - and give himself time to convert the additional mass of the zebra into a mind-blowing amount of cum.
Finally, though, Elliot could stand no more. The canine gripped his cock in both paws, shoved his hips into the air, holding himself up on his shoulders and heels, and moaned luxuriously as a massive stream of white canine cum flew from the tip, splattering against the floor almost eight feet away. The ropes didn't go that far again, mostly a foot or two - enough to paint Elliot's face, neck, and chest. The canine licked his lips, tasting the salty, zebra-esque cum eagerly, even as more and more cum spilled from the tip. His huge balls fed his orgasm, which lasted longer than he'd thought possible.
Elliot groaned and stroked his messy cock, smearing cum around the dark red length. Thoughts of the cute zebra made him gasp and his cock twitched in response. Elliot grinned at the residual activity and patted the base softly.
"Good boy."
Later, after fully milking himself, the canine dragged his tan and black body out of the room, huge shaft hanging limply between his legs. As he walked back to his room to wait for the next round, the mechanical voice announced the results over the hidden speakers in the white hallway:
"FINAL VOTES ELLIOT - 22 KEVIN - 12
RANDOM ROLL RANGES ELLIOT - 1-22 KEVIN - 23-34
RANDOM ROLL 5
WINNER ELLIOT
RUNNER-UP KEVIN"
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The following round was written by Burst (www.furaffinity.net/user/burst). A huge thank you to him for a very sexy and well-written scene! Be sure to check out the other stuff he's written on his FA page.
QUARTERFINALS: DRAGONIEN vs. AHZURA
Ahzura recognized the arena from the first round; it looked to be the same white room in which shi had won before, just deprived of the oversized sphere that had previously dominated it. Without the sphere, the only noticeable feature the dracolf could discern was the gentle slope down to what appeared to be a sealed drain in the center; else the room was utterly bare. The place stunk of the residual, citrus-y smell of cleaners, and still maintained a slight, humid dampness from the sterilizing that had presumably recently occurred. Shi had to commend whoever or whatever was responsible for cleaning between rounds; the room was impeccably, almost disconcertingly spotless.
The cyan-skinned dracolf was practically dragging hirself across the floor, still carrying a cock nearly the same size and thickness as hir legs, with still-full cumsacs to match. Even after all the milking shi had done, Ahzura was definitely still carrying leftovers from the last round, still probably holding some remnants of those shi'd defeated. The size increase was terribly unwieldy, but Ahzura figured that if it was any consolation, hir opponent was probably just as afflicted.
A sudden rush of male musk pushed the cleaner smell away, as hir approaching opponent entered into the arena. At a little over seven feet high, Ahzura was no slouch in the height department, but the massive, chiseled dragon that had just arrived was easily a head taller. He sauntered in, smirking, scoffing at the smaller dracolf, and stretched out, flexing his impressively built figure as he posed for whatever cameras were recording this. The dragon scanned over his opponent, scouting hir just as shi had been doing, pushing his voluminous black hair out of his face. Shi'd heard about him in the earlier rounds, from the murmurs shi'd picked out backstage. The organizers had been attempting to keep them all separate, ostensibly to keep any alliances from forming but more likely just to prevent any voring going on outside of the rounds, outside of the cameras, yet still the mumblings of who to watch out for still floated around, particularly right after the current round's drawings had been revealed. The smooth, red scales and bulging masculine features were unmistakable. This was definitely Dragonien, and from the smirk that still hadn't left his face, shi could easily tell that the dragon was drooling confidence, almost arrogance.
Dragonien didn't appear to be handicapped by the effects of a previous round in any way shi could tell; yes, the dragon's thick, heavy cock hung down to his knees over top of balls the size of grapefruits, but for all shi knew this was his natural size anyway. Shi'd just have to hope to exploit his confidence, since from a pure strength standpoint he theoretically would easily beat hir; still, Ahzzy wasn't particularly worried in any way.
After all, shi'd heard the same sort of murmurs about hirself.
A crackle of microphone feedback, and that same synthesized voice reverberated through the arena.
Ahzura already felt the rush of adrenaline kicking in as shi paced along the outer wall of the room. Without knowing immediately how Dragonien was going to approach this, it made the most sense to simply avoid him initially, and let him make the first move. For as much as shi'd heard to watch out for him, shi could only guess that his fighting style would be as basic and primitive as his body language had betrayed so far. For an enormous dragon with a body both supermodels and bodybuilders would die for, Dragonien so far hadn't done a single thing to convince Ahzzy that he didn't have the combined intellect of both stereotypes.
Dragonien hesitated, on the opposite side of the room, almost as if he was contemplating the same strategy. For a few tense seconds, neither moved, the only sound being their irregular, asynchronous breathing. Finally Dragonien stepped back, stretching his arms and widening his stance in what could've been mistaken for a bodybuilding pose. He took in a massive breath and grunted, brow furrowing as he concentrated intently, before the dragon suddenly grew, already-chiseled muscles bulging with veins, every single part of his body expanding to match. In less time than Ahzzy could process, the red dragon was now just a few feet shy of the roof of the arena, easily more than twice hir height by now.
Okay, that changed hir strategy a little bit.
With a roar that reverberated through hir insides, Dragonien charged at hir, each thundering step leaving cracks in the white concrete. Ahzzy reflexively turned backwards towards the wall and sprang up it, hir extremities softening to a sticky consistency to allow hir to cling on the smooth surface, scrambling up towards the ceiling before leaping back down to the other side, before the dragon could process and turn around. As large as he'd gotten shi wouldn't have much room for error; with the size increase the dragon's cock was easily bigger than hir, almost as tall as the dragon had been when he'd originally walked in there, and easily able to swallow hir without even trying.
Shi pondered, an idea lighting up in hir head as the dragon stomped towards hir, monumental member swaying back and forth, a river of cracks spidering out towards hir with each colossal step. Shi stood in place, affecting hir best deer-in-headlights look, shirking as if in defeat, as shi looked up to see Dragonien's muzzle form that obnoxious smirk again. Shi went limp as the dragon was nearly on top of hir, bending down to scoop hir up, before suddenly shi slid directly towards the dragon's feet and simultaneously melted to the floor.
The resulting gooey slick barely gave Dragonien time to comprehend before his left leg, suddenly held in place by the goo, pulled him backwards and his gargantuan figure came tumbling forward, face carving a gash in the wall in front of him as all that weight landed with a deafening crash.
Dazed and nearly knocked out, Dragonien slowly shrunk back to his original size without the mental concentration to maintain the magic; behind his prone figure, Dr. Ahzura slowly, tentatively reformed from the slick shi had become.
Well, this had been almost embarrassingly easy. It was Ahzzy's turn to scoff as shi regarded the fallen dragon, halfway formed, hir torso growing out of the pool that now surrounded the dragon's feet, on the edge of the massive indentation Dragonien had made. The dragon began to stir, his heavy tail lifting from where it lay off to his right side, before settling back down as he began to lift his head off, a pained moan coming from his form, as he rubbed his bruised forehead and muzzle.
"I do hope you've learned something about using growth magic indoors," Ahzura said, snickering, before hir lower body formed around Dragonien's feet, lifting his lower legs up into the air as shi stood up, the dragon just now beginning to comprehend what was about to happen.
It was hir turn to smirk.
Dragonien's face, for seemingly the first time, looked worried, almost shocked at his impending loss. Eh, no one likes a sore loser, Ahzzy thought, widening hir stance as a shared tingling sensation began at hir waist, where the dragon's lower legs had melted together, knee joint slowly stiffening up and locking, pulling him almost into a wheelbarrow position. Shi closed hir eyes, and with a heavy sigh, Ahzzy knelt down, feeling the numbing, pleasurable tingle spread as more and more of the dragon became a part of hir, knowing he was sharing the sensation, now, too. Indeed, as the dracolf opened hir eyes, shi noticed that Dragonien's face had shifted, now, to one of intense, drooling pleasure, his tongue lolling out of the side of his muzzle, his eyes shut with the bliss of the moment.
That massive dragon member that had threatened hir earlier shrunk upwards into his torso as all over his body the dragon's features softened. The grapefruit-sized balls withdrew as below the waist the dragon began forming Ahzzy's new knot. His long tail was drawn flat against his back, and painlessly fused along his spine, before melting into indistinguishableness. The chiseled, carved muscles underneath the red scales slowly lost their definition and melted away, his shelved pectorals, his sharpened abs, all those same features that would've made bodybuilders and supermodels jealous, all melted into a long, spongy tubular shape, as smooth, dark blue skin began to spread amongst fissures in the red scales. His horns dulled and shrunk back into his skull, his claws suddenly becoming dull and stubby, his fingers shrinking back into his hand as well. Ahzura moaned, in rapture, as more and more of the dragon was transformed, leaning back, as Dragonien suddenly felt a gush of thick, translucent pre-cum began leaking from his mostly untransformed muzzle.
Soon, though, the dragon's arms, now softened and looking almost fattened out, were pulled against his body as his internal skeleton melted away, the red scales on his lower form almost completely gone. In place of his lower legs now was a thick knot nearly bigger than the dracolf's head. Dragonien's head, the only portion of him still recognizable, aside from the smooth dracolf skin overtaking his scales, finally began to change as the transformation began to finish. His billowing black locks melted into the side of his head as his ears found themselves pressed flat against it, his muzzle slowly tapering out to a point, pre-cum still streaming out continuously.
All the new sensations from the new, eight-foot, nearly finished cock forming in front of hir were getting to be too much to handle; shi simply couldn't have anticipated the ecstasy that transforming this big of a dragon into hir would have brought. With the transformation nearly complete, shi allowed hirself to be distracted, and eagerly began caressing what parts of hir new cock shi could reach, feeling hir muscles twitch involuntarily as shi began rubbing around the colossal new knot at hir waist, hips flexing as shi processed every bit of touch in that eight-foot cock, just as the last bits of Dragonien began melting away. His eyes had never reopened, and as the last contours of his head filled out to almost a curved, rounded cone, the corners of his muzzle sealed up, leaving only a wide cock slit.
The completion of the transformation sent another intense wave of pleasure racing through hir, as shi worked over hir new, impossibly thick shaft. The newly formed length was astoundingly sensitive, and merely rubbing down the smooth shaft was nearly enough to send hir into delirium. Without warning, shi felt hirself tip over the edge, and fervently gripped hirself as the titanic orgasm took hold, exhilarating euphoria taking complete hold of hir mind as heavy, musky cum, still no doubt flavored by the transformed dragon, erupted from hir length like a fire hose, splattering off the wall and raining back down across the room, each spurt covering more and more of the arena with buckets and buckets of seed. The same masculine scent shi'd noticed when Dragonien had initially entered the arena, shi now smelled again, just now colored with hir own flavor.
As Ahzzy came down off of that intoxicating high, hir heavy, staccato breaths steadying and slowing, hir new cock still drooled cum steadily, even as it lay semi-limp on the floor in front of hir. The recession Dragonien had made earlier was now filled to the brim with a pool of cum, not even mentioning the seed covering hir and the rest of the room. The dracolf's mind slowly drifted back to hir, as shi blinked, licking off some of the cum off of hir. The taste still had a hint of hir first round opponents, shi mused, with a weary, yet pleased, chuckle. Shi looked down across hir newest acquisition, before hir eyes widened slightly.
Okay, this was a little ridiculous. Even with the orgasm, hir member had shrunk, maybe, a foot. It'd take more than a few milkings to shrink back down to an even remotely manageable length. At the very least, the dracolf thought, shi had a busy night ahead of hir. Ahzura strained as shi tried to pick hirself back up, but the enormous heft of the tremendous, still easily seven-foot cock kept hir more than firmly weighted down.
"...Now how the hell am I supposed to leave?"
The recessed speakers crackled again as the voice returned, announcing the results as a large glob of cum dripped off the speaker grille.
FINAL VOTES DRAGONIEN - 46 AHZURA - 35
RANDOM ROLL RANGES DRAGONIEN - 1-46 AHZURA - 47-82
RANDOM ROLL 60
WINNER AHZURA
RUNNER-UP DRAGONIEN
FINALS:
LEEXI vs. AHZURA
DELTAD vs. ELLIOT
Leexi glanced around the familiar white arena. Same padded walls and floor, same slightly sloping floor leading to a drain in the center, same high ceiling and bright lights. But this time, the room was cut cleanly in half by an opaque temporary partition, leaving the size of the arena cut entirely in half.
The dracolf paced the length of the new wall, large ears twitching as shi listened for noises from the other side. Hir opponent had yet to appear, so shi thought maybe the divider would lift to reveal who shi'd be paired against.
The dracolf, entirely naked as normal, flicked hir fork tongue out. Nervousness was not in hir nature, but the stakes were getting higher with every round - not to mention hir cock getting larger. Shi'd yet to properly drain hirself after the previous round the night before and hir cum-sac was still semi-inflated. Hir twenty-inch shaft bobbed in the air in front of hir, half-hard and ready to go. Dark blue in color, it was a contrast to the circle of white over hir belly and groin, which itself was much lighter than the dark gray covering the rest of hir body.
Blue hair and nipples matched the flesh of hir cock in shade, while fluorescent turquoise horns pushed backwards from the top of hir skull.
The dracolf's ears perked and shi moved back towards the door through which shi'd entered as another door opened across from hir. Hir eyes widened as shi caught the first glimpse of hir opponent.
Similar in shape and size, this new dracolf was a light green color. Bands of decorative yellow rounded hir biceps and upper thighs. Ahzura smiled as shi realized shi'd be going up against another dracolf. Hir cum-sac, inflated even more than Leexi's with the previous night's opponent, twitched as hir erection surged to its full length.
Neither dracolf spoke as they circled each other slowly, three-toed feet splaying for purchase on the smooth floor. Leexi licked hir lips, admiring the lean, smooth dracolf; Ahzura did the same, eyes locking onto Leexi's firm, petite breasts.
A mechanical voice echoed through the room, breaking their concentration. It said a single word: "Begin."
The turquoise dracolf made the first move. Launching hirself towards Leexi at a run, Ahzura raised hir arms up, meaning to grapple the other dracolf down to the floor. Leexi met hir, though, and the two locked their fingers together, arms stretching to the sides.
Their fronts pushed together, skin on skin, cock on cock, as they panted and growled, each trying to get the upper hand. Leexi stuck hir foot out, trying to trip Ahzura, but the other dracolf parried. They kept pushing, trying to get leverage on their opponent, until their long muzzles pressed together.
Leexi smirked and pushed hir tongue out, slipping it into Ahzura's muzzle. Hir lips followed, entangling the other dracolf in a deep, warm kiss. Ahzura's eyes went wide and hir throbbing erection pulsed against Leexi's belly, spurting a few sprays of seed across hir dark gray chest and lighter colored belly.
For several long moments, their bodies relaxed as their attentions focused on the kiss. Leexi's fingers pulled away from Ahzura's and slid down to cup the turquoise dracolf's chest. Ahzura moaned, snorting through hir nose as Leexi teased and squeezed hir sensitive nipples. A few more squeezes, then those fingers wandered further south. One slipped behind, over Ahzura's rump, while the other stroked from the tip to the base of hir near twenty-inch shaft.
Ahzura moaned loudly as Leexi stroked hir erection, massaging it as shi moved hir fingers up and down the smooth, thick flesh. Hir other hand groped at Ahzura's rump, to the side of hir tail.
Ahzura was so turned on, so aroused, shi didn't notice the warmth spreading across hir hips until it was too late. Shi cracked hir eyes open, pulled hir head back, and glanced down. Leexi's liquid shapeshifting abilities were serving hir in good stead here. Hir cum sac and erection were flattening, crawling over Ahzura's shaft and sac, as well as hir hips and thighs. A few tendrils slid higher, moving between hir breasts.
Ahzura moaned and tipped hir head back, hips rocking forward reflexively as shi felt the other dracolf surround hir, swallowing hir up. Shi knew what would follow - the sac would reform around hir, then the transformation into so much seed. Shi'd done it to others exactly in this way before.
Leexi's tongue flicked out again and licked over Ahzura's neck, teasing the other dracolf as hir body continued to melt around hir, soon covering hir from chest to ankles. They kissed one more time before the goo wrapped over Ahzura's head, hiding hir from view.
Leexi dropped onto hir rump, legs spread widely around the wriggling body encased in hir sac. As the flesh reformed into solidity, shi groaned and stroked hir erection with one hand while the other pushed against the wriggling dracolf in hir sac. Hir flesh went taut, squeezing down on Ahzura, forcing hir into a small ball inside the distended sac. Leexi moaned happily and lifted hir legs, then dropped hir feet against hir sac, pushing and squeezing as both hands went to hir erection. Already the jabbing elbows, knees, and feet of the dracolf inside were growing smoother. The bottom of hir cum-sac filled out, growing rounder and smoother as the minutes passed. All the while, Leexi stroked hirself eagerly, incredibly aroused at the sheer fullness of hir balls and the lingering taste of Ahzura in hir muzzle.
The moans and grunts from inside hir cum-sac faded as the middle swelled with seed. Soon hir sac resembled a buoy - round, huge, taut, but instead of air, completely filled with cum, all produced from transforming the other dracolf.
Leexi let out a high-pitched cry as shi came. Thick ropes of cum splattered over hir chest and belly, soaking hir down in moments. The seed smelled and tasted familiar - like hir own, but subtly different, as Ahzura had such a large part in creating it all. Despite the massive load, the size of Leexi's over-inflated cum-sac barely went down. Leexi grunted, feet working hir balls, toes clenching, trying to get more out as the pressure increased. Waves of pleasure washed over hir as shi squeezed hir shaft at the base with both hands, working more thick sprays out, grunting as they splashed onto hir belly and trickled down hir sides, adding to the growing puddle on the floor around hir.
Shi panted and lay back, hips wiggling, as the pleasure kept going, just as it did every time. This time was even better, though - dracolfs were the most fun.
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Elliot padded into the arena and glanced around. The room had been cut in half by a large partition, leaving very little room to maneuver. The German shepherd wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.
At 5'9" and a few hundred pounds thanks to his developing muscular physique, Elliot seemed an unlikely contender so late in the tournament due to his size. The canine worked out hard, trying to fill out his figure and pack on a few more muscles. While the results so far were nice, he was nowhere near the level of some of the other contestants in the competition - such as the one who walked through the door on the other side of the arena.
Deltad strutted in, confident as always. At 8'4" and almost a quarter-ton in weight, the massive dragon stood head and shoulders above most people in a room. Light orange scales covered his body while tan plate scales ran from under his chin, over his chest and belly, and down between his legs and under his tail. Dark umber stripes wrapped around his back, sides, and tail, while his feet and hands were covered in a unique pattern of semi- concentric circles of alternating orange and umber.
The dragon's maleness draped over his thighs, meaty and fat. It twitched as Deltad eyed Elliot, admiring the canine's thick, glossy pelt and smooth, well-toned chest and legs. The canine's thick sheath hung from his crotch, heavy and huge, obviously swollen to several times its normal size thanks to his success in the previous rounds, just as Deltad's was far larger than normal.
The dog and dragon stared at each other, trying to get clues as to the other's strategy while not giving away any information of their own.
The mechanical voice came over the loudspeaker, saying the word they'd come to be very familiar with: "Begin."
Deltad closed his eyes and concentrated for a few moments. When he opened them again, there were four copies of the dragon in the room, not just one.
Elliot stared, shocked at the sight of four identical, massive, muscular dragons, all with cocks as thick as his leg.
"Ready to play?" the four Deltads asked in unison.
They spread out in a circle around Elliot before moving in, seeking to pin him down. The canine stood his ground, muscles tensed, until one of the Deltads reached out for him. A moment before contact, the German shepherd ducked, then dove forward, sliding across the smooth floor on his belly and chest, right between one of the Deltad's legs. Elliot's thick tail swung to the side, hitting the dragon's ankle - and passed right through. The mirage shimmered, then poofed out of existence, leaving only three dragons left.
Elliot scrambled to his feet, panting hard, but smiled as he realized the illusions could be dispelled. The three Deltads appeared undaunted, however - each wore a huge smile as they moved towards the canine, this time corralling him into a corner.
Elliot thought fast, but trying to determine which Deltad was real and which wasn't proved impossible. Each moved and sounded very real, and guessing wrong would leave the canine in a poor position. There was nothing for it but to guess.
Throwing himself away from the corner, Elliot barreled towards the Deltad on the far right. He closed his eyes, expecting to smack into a wall of plate scales - but he passed right through.
The surprise of guessing correctly nearly made him stumble, but he corrected and launched himself into a backflip. The gymnastic canine landed on all fours, crouched low to the ground. His balls, as big around as his head, and his sheath, thick as his bicep and almost eight inches long still soft, jiggled between his legs as he stared across the room at the remaining two Deltads.
One of the dragons spread his wings and took to the air. The other broke into a run. Which was the real one? Elliot again had no way of telling. He couldn't dodge both indefinitely, but he could try to wear his larger opponent out.
The canine lurched to the side, narrowly dodging the ground-based Deltad's arm. He rolled onto his back and gasped - the flying Deltad was heading straight for him.
Flinging his legs over his head, he rolled backwards and onto his feet, launching into another backwards handstand to get out of the path of the dragon.
The air-borne Deltad hit the padded floor roughly - and dissipated.
Elliot grinned as he crouched again, eyes narrowing on the real Deltad, who stood at the other end of the room, thick cock rising upwards as the dragon took a few deep breaths.
So far Deltad had depended on the element of surprise to trip up his opponent into making a mistake. The dragon, frustrated by his lack of success so far, let out an angry cry and charged forward, heedless of the consequences. It was an all-out move to make Elliot panic.
The canine grinned as he watched the dragon charge towards him. Time slowed for him as he stood, tensed, and dove forward, sliding between the dragon's legs just like the first time. Instead of going all the way through, though, Elliot grabbed onto Deltad's tail and spread his legs, tripping him up.
Deltad landed on his belly with a thud. Winded, he gasped for breath as Elliot maneuvered into place behind him. A warm, thick length slid under his tail and Deltad moaned hugely as more thick inches of canine shaft hardened up quickly.
Elliot shuddered as he thrust his hips forward. There wasn't much time - he had to work quickly before Deltad got his breath back. Grabbing Deltad's tail, he hefted it over his shoulder as he straddled the much larger male's legs. His oversized cock grew thick and hard in his paws as he squeezed and stroked, all the while pushing the tip against the dragon's rump.
With a grunt of lust, Elliot shoved forward. Thick pre-cum pulsed out of the tip, pumping into Deltad's tight hole as the dragon tried to pull away. The acrobatic canine held himself on tight, even as Deltad tried to buck him off.
Both froze after one of the dragon's shakes inadvertently helped the canine push in hard. Sinking in deep, Elliot let out a loud groan of pleasure as the tight warmth of Deltad's taut rump squeezed down around his thickness. Deltad's eyes went wide and his muzzle opened, but no noise came out as he felt several more heavy inches penetrate his body. Still not fully hard, the semi-soft cock flexed and shuddered inside the dragon, thickening and hardening faster and faster.
Elliot leaned forward, pushing in until his fuzzy, tan sheath ground up against Deltad's scaled rump cheeks. The dragon's claws scraped the floor and his legs kicked as he felt the shaft harden further inside him; his own cock stuck out to the side, completely hard and already spurting pre-cum.
Elliot humped a few times, ensuring he was fully embedded in the dragon, but as the transformation began, he found he could no longer pull out. No amount of bucking from the dragon would dislodge him, either.
Deltad struggled to control his breathing as shocks of pleasure ran up his spine. He twitched from head to foot as his scales softened. The plates running down his chest and belly merged together into one supple piece of scale. Elliot groaned as the dragon's tail shrunk, alleviating the weight on his shoulder. He pawed at Deltad's smooth backside, feeling the pleasure of his paws stroking the softening flesh.
Pulling on the dragon's legs, Elliot hefted them back, holding them tight as they merged into the base of his cock and his balls. Deltad's muzzle flopped open as he moaned again, this time in pleasure as feelings of lust overwhelmed him. His arms sunk into his sides, soon disappearing, as his entire body took on a darker tone of red. Deltad's eyes closed, his neck pushed out, lifting his muzzle straight up into the air. Elliot leaned backwards, crying out as he lifted the massive dragon into the air.
With no legs, Deltad's hips began at the base of Elliot's cock. Thick veins appeared along the smooth, red cockflesh creeping up Deltad's sides and belly. His stomach inflated, growing round and hard, before narrowing at his chest. The changes accelerated, shrinking him down, until only the barest outlines of his nostrils remained at the head of a massive red canine shaft.
Elliot groaned as the huge maleness, over six feet long, condensed further. Deltad's former belly now formed a massive knot. Where his arms had melded to his sides, thick veins pulsed against the skin. A huge crown and pointed tip sprayed pre-cum over the floor, out of the small slit that used to be Deltad's muzzle.
The erection kept shrinking, down to a more manageable size of merely three and a half feet. Elliot shuddered, feeling the excess flesh of the dragon converted into cum in his oversized balls. Several feet wide, they made walking impossible for the German shepherd and forced his legs to spread very wide.
With a howl of lust, Elliot arched his back and came. Rivers of cum erupted from his newly-enlarged tool, all of it smelling strongly of the dragon. The seed was even tinged orange. Elliot quickly soaked himself and the floor around him down in cum, much more than he would have thought possible. At over eight feet tall and near 450 pounds, though, Deltad proved to be nearly too much of a meal. Elliot kept cumming, shooting more ropes of seed, again and again, until his head spun and breathing became difficult.
By the time it was over, Elliot was light-headed, on the verge of fainting. His body twitched, nerves tingling - but his balls were down to merely the size of basketballs.
Elliot rolled onto his side, groaning with effort. Standing was, as yet, not possible. He looked forward to being able to relax for the night and get ready for the finals tomorrow. He'd never thought he'd make the finals - when he saw the massive dragon come into the arena, he was sure he'd end up part of the huge beast's cock. It was luck he'd been able to turn the tables.
Elliot panted hard, tongue hanging out, huge cock still hard and spurting. A few minutes to rest, that's what he needed, then he could get up and get back to his room.
* * *
Leexi pulled on the door, but it didn't open. Normally the exit would open for hir after shi won. This time, though, it wasn't. It had been nearly an hour since shi'd defeated Ahzura and almost twenty since shi'd been able to move after the mind-blowing orgasm.
Slumping back onto hir rump, the exhausted dracolf closed hir eyes. Maybe they meant for hir to stay in here tonight until the finals tomorrow. Shi wasn't sure, but shi knew shi desperately needed to drain hir cum-sac before then. Normally shi loved carrying around a nice, taut sac full of cum - it felt wonderful hanging from hir crotch, dragging on the ground, nice and warm - but if shi was going to win this tournament, draining hir sac was a priority. Shi'd already cum twice, but it had barely affected the size of it thanks to the various loads Ahzura had already been carrying.
Leexi's head snapped up as a growling noise echoed through the room. At first shi thought it was another contestant, but as the dividing partition between hir half of the arena and the other moved slowly, shi realized the finals were going to start right now.
The partition dropped into the floor slowly, eventually revealing the other half of the room. It was plastered in cum that smelled strongly of dragon, but the only occupant was a German shepherd with a massive cock. Leexi wasn't sure how big it was, but guessed at about four feet long and a foot or so thick. The canine to which it was attached glanced at hir and groaned as more thick ropes of seed erupted from the tip.
Leexi growled and slumped back as well, too tired to move. How could they expect them to do another round so quickly? Didn't they know how much cockvoring took out of a person?
The partition disappeared into the floor between them, leveling itself with the rest of the floor until the seam was invisible.
Elliot growled under his breath and rolled onto his front. Cock dragging out between his legs behind him, he crawled towards the dracolf, pulling himself hand over hand, determination beating back the exhaustion in his bones.
Leexi smiled as a plan formed in hir head. Shi lay back, letting the German shepherd come to hir. It took a while for Elliot to crawl across the floor, especially dragging such a massive, heavy cock behind him, but he eventually made it. He grabbed Leexi's ankle and pulled hir towards him. Rolling onto his side, he grunted and grabbed his cock, lifting it up and letting it smack against the small of Leexi's backside.
For a moment, Leexi's awe of the massive shaft almost made hir want to submit and let the canine fuck hir silly before transforming hir into even more cockflesh. But dracolfs don't play that way.
Pushing hard against the floor, Leexi pushed Elliot onto his backside. The canine moaned as hir backside and hips pushed against his massive erection. The dracolf squirmed around until shi faced Elliot. Smiling, shi leaned down and kissed him on the nose.
Elliot stared at hir, confused. He reached for hir, trying to grasp hir, but his paws sunk into what felt like slightly rubbery goo. Hir body simply melted away in his paws, a full transformation into liquid. Elliot tried to wipe hir off of his fur, but shi kept coming, and he was so tired...
Leexi surrounded the spent male quickly. Hir cum sac had never felt so full as shi reformed around him, a quick and dirty vore. Shi felt bad for the canine, who looked much more tired than shi was after the round, but shi was happy for the win - and happier as shi felt the German shepherd wriggle and moan inside hir sac. Leexi closed hir eyes, body relaxing, cum-sac stretching farther and farther as the outline of a huge 42-inch cock pushed outwards, as well as paws and hands and a tail.
The inside of the sac was hot, wet, and slick - and Elliot had never felt anything quite like it. His massive cock ground against the inside, rubbing hard and fast as he moved around. It made him howl with lust as he came again, an orgasm fed by his still over-sized balls. As the musk of his cum and the remaining cum from Leexi's previous victory over Ahzura flooded his muzzle and nostrils, Elliot came again, head spinning with pleasure. Massive shots of seed flooded the sac, soon covering him entirely, even as his own body broke down.
Leexi's eyes widened as shi felt the pressure grow inside hir sac as the canine came and came and came. It inflated up like a water balloon, over five feet wide and still growing as shi broke down the shepherd into yet more cum.
Hir cock hovered in mid-air, trembling with need. Leexi panted hard as shi reached for it, almost afraid to touch it. Slowly, hir finger extended, shi moved close, until the tip of hir finger brushed over the head.
The cameras recording the room went white. It wasn't until a few minutes later, when the seed dripped free of the lenses enough for the picture to return, that images of Leexi's erection spraying a single, continuous, fire-hose-like blast of cum could be recorded - until another pass left the cameras even more soaked then before. Auditory pickups recorded the squeals and moans of pleasure, the splashes as the dracolf rolled around in a growing lake of cum.
Several hours later, once the cameras could pick up a picture again, the dracolf lay in the center of the room, drenched in cum, cock limp across hir belly. There was no sign of hir cum-sac - it had fully retracted into hir body, emptied completely during a marathon session of masturbation.
Leexi panted hard, eyes staring wide at the ceiling, arms at hir sides, legs limp. Shi heard the door open and hir ear twitched, but nobody entered.
No trophy? No congratulatory committee? Leexi felt a little disappointed. But, as the aftershocks of hir incredible multiple orgasms made hir shiver, shi knew victory was its own reward.
LEEXI VS AHZURA
LEEXI - 29 AHZURA - 23
LEEXI 1-29 AHZURA 30-53
RANDOM ROLL 6
WINNER LEEXI
RUNNER-UP AHZURA
ELLIOT VS DELTAD
ELLIOT - 33 DELTAD - 21
RANDOM ROLL RANGES ELLIOT 1-33 DELTAD 34-54
RANDOM ROLL 22
WINNER ELLIOT
RUNNER-UP DELTAD
ELLIOT VS LEEXI
LEEXI - 29 ELLIOT - 33
RANDOM ROLL RANGES LEEXI 1-29 ELLIOT - 30-62
RANDOM ROLL 18
FINAL CHAMPION LEEXI
SECOND PLACE ELLIOT
RANDOM PRIZE GRARGARG