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Ramona looked at her face in the mirror of the dressing room she was assigned, as she felt her wrestling outfit tug around her body, already feeling the sweat on her forehead drip down her fire-colored mask. She wasn't even in the ring yet, but the Flareon felt her mind race with anxiety at the possibilities of what could happen. As she continued to have a staring contest with the glass staring back at her, she heard a loud knock at the door. It made her jump immediately, her military alertness now in full force. She glanced at the door, only to be met with a familiar face.

"Oh, it's you, Ignis. Don't knock so loud next time…" she muttered in her uneasy state.

"Sorry, I thought I knocked pretty normal for a big guy," her Emboar husband replied and chuckled, cracking a joke in order to relieve some obvious tension, though his attempt didn't seem to land with his wife. His smile softened, continuing to "You doing alright, Ramona? You usually laugh unless you're tense."

The Flareon sighed as she looked back at the mirror, wanting to hide her nerves.

"I'm fine. I just… need to get ready and think about the match. Yeah…"

Ignis stepped over to his wife and patted her back with a soft but firm touch, turning her over to look at him.

"And I think you're thinking too much about it," Ignis said, glancing directly into her gaze. "I know you want to prove yourself to the world, but have you ever thought about why you need to prove yourself?"

"…What do you mean?"

"I'm saying that you're thinking too hard about the outcome when you should be looking at how far you've come to get to this point, babe," he replied, his usual toothy grin softening her eyes as he moved both of them to a red couch in the middle of the dressing room. "Look at you. You pinned five other asses just to get to the match against T. Diesel, even when some of the odds weren’t in your favor. That takes some strength, both physical and mental. And whether you win against him or not, you made it here anyway. That would make anyone proud… especially your own husband."

Ramona's face relaxed at his words, feeling a new sense of serenity.

"You… really think so?"

"I know so. I wouldn't have married you if you weren't such an amazing gal… Rammy."

Ramona looked away in embarrassment at his adoring nickname for her, but she appreciated the words nonetheless. She gave a swift peck on his cheek as thanks, to which Ignis immediately responded with a longer kiss on her lips. Her golden brown eyes widened at his reciprocation, before closing her eyes and letting his kiss sink in. Each second the kiss lasted, both of their worries faded away for a moment, the touch of their skin only adding to the close but amorous love they rarely shared in public. When their mouths separated, they both gazed at each other with ease, a vast opposite from their military backgrounds.

"Iggy?" Ramona said, breaking the silence with a soft whisper.

"Yes, Rammy?" Ignis replied.

"…Thank you. That… that meant a lot."

"Of course, babe. You know, nobody's watching us. It's just you and me… we can do it again if you want." The Flareon knew immediately what the Emboar meant, looking at his gut, only covered by a shirt with her face on it, and seeing his bulge grow in those ripped black jeans. They even did it before her first match to help her relax and train. Right before such an important match, though, and with no protection to help here?

"But… Ignis, the place doesn't have any condoms this time. They ran out and I know you-"

"Shh…" Ignis whispered, putting a finger to his wife's mouth. He smiled as he rubbed her head, sliding his hand down and softly loosening the right strap on her wrestling outfit. "I… I think I'm ready, honey."

Ramona blushed in silence as he said those five words… he didn't mean that truly, did he? Those words held more honesty as Ignis dragged her hand slowly down his shoulders, to his abdomen, to his gut, to his…

Before her hand could reach his sacred place, another triple knock on the door came. The two quickly jumped back up to their regular positions on the couch, pretending as if nothing was happening but incredibly flustered. A Cinderace opened the door to the dressing room, analyzing his clipboard with rectangular glasses, looking at the two of them sitting up tense and awkwardly.

"Uh… Mrs. Firebrand?" the Cinderace asked.

"YES?" She responded suddenly.

"Um, the match is about to start," he replied, confused by her seeming enthusiasm, but holding the door open out of politeness as he wrote down on his paper.

Ignis and Ramona stood up from the couch, the former hugging his partner tight as she rolled her muscles in preparation for the match.

"Good luck out there. I'll be cheering from the sidelines," he said, patting her roughly on the back, Ramona used to his physique and mannerisms, but not without one last whisper: "We'll continue tonight."

Ramona blushed as he let go and thought about his flirtation, with Ignis leaving the room and following the Cinderace’s directions.

"Are you ready, Mrs. Firebrand?" the Cinderace said.

Ramona took a moment to steel herself before responding. "Yes. I'm ready," the Flareon responded, a look of pure unshaken confidence now plastering her face.

"Good luck, then. The entrance to the ring should be to your left. Have a good time with Diesel."

The Flareon nodded as she headed out of the assigned dressing room, turning as the door closed. As she walked further away from it, she could feel the temperature of the room, even as a Fire-type, getting hotter with every step she took. The crowd got more visible with each blink, the volume increasing to that of a Loudred's voice. The voice of the announcer rang in her ears as he blared about the match. It would be enough to make the timid shiver in their masks. As she walked closer and closed her eyes, she let the cacophony drown out and focused on her own words.

Remember what Ignis told you. Remember it well.

"IN THE RED CORNER… THIS FLAREON HAS COME UP AS A DARK HORSE IN THE RING, BEATING FIVE OPPONENTS CONSECUTIVELY IN THIS TOURNAMENT ALL THE WAY TO THE FINALS!"

You came this far…

"SHE HAS BEEN KNOWN TO SPIT FIRE AND KICK BUTT, BOTH IN AND OUT OF THE RING! SHE IS KNOWN AS THE ARMY ASSAILANT, THE HEADSTRONG HELLFIRE…"

…Now kick his ass.

"…IT'S RAMONA. FIREBRAND!!!"

The Flareon finally opened her eyes to the crowd, showing off those muscles and yelling out into the arena where relentless, excited eyes watched her. She could hear the cheers and some boos, but that was usual with the wrestling tournament, as she had learned along the way. She could see many faces of many Pokémon blurring together with the brightness of the lights, but most notably on the sidelines her husband Ignis cheer her on, sitting beside her coach, a Blaze Breed Tauros named Diego, alongside another face not as recognizable to her… a Houndoom that was glancing at her with curiosity but still cheering her on.

The Flareon let the lights illuminate her outfit as she walked up the stairs of the ring, showing a victory sign with her hand and jumping into the red corner with an energy she hadn't felt before in the ring. It felt otherworldly… but even then, she knew there was still something she had to get through.

"AND IN THE BLUE CORNER, A PIGNITE THAT HAS WON OUR CHAMPIONSHIP TOURNAMENT TWO TIMES IN A ROW BEFOREHAND, AND IS LOOKING FOR A THREEPEAT! DESPITE HIS BODY, HE IS A PROUD AND RELENTLESS WRESTLER WHO WILL STOP AT NOTHING TO WIN! KNOWN AS THE POT-BELLIED POUNDER AND THE TEARER OF TITLEHOLDERS… IT'S. T. DIESEL!!!"

Her rival confidently emerged from the other end of the arena and showed off his muscles to the crowd as well, his purple and black outfit proudly accentuating his chubby form. Ramona initially raised an eyebrow at how such a wrestler could even claim victories so often, but after seeing his toned back and biceps being displayed, quickly disregarded her own notions. This Pignite had a body that, while unassuming at first, was made for the ring, to not only handle opponents with force but pin them down with speed. This was going to be a tough one, but the Flareon knew that it would be worth it in the end.

Diesel entered his corner with no further showing off, but instead an unusual gesture unbecoming of most wrestlers that fought Ramona beforehand. He approached her corner slowly and offered a handshake, his humility showing in his toothy grin. Ramona raised an eyebrow as he approached her, confused by his gesture.

"May the best fighter win," he replied in a low yet calming voice. Ramona hesitated at first, letting his hand hang for a few moments.

"You sure you aren't trying to pin me already?" she replied with a smirk, clearly letting her confidence in the ring guard her emotions.

"Oh, come on. It's only the kind thing for me to do. And come on, that’s against the rules anyway."

"…Fine. May the best fighter win. But don't think I'm letting you off the hook easy because of this," she said, shaking his hand with vigor and firmness. Diesel returned the handshake with the same amount of power, causing the crowd above them to cheer at his kind act.

"That's fair. I wasn't going to either," he replied, letting go of the shake, chuckling at her and heading back to his side of the ring as he prepared his muscles for the match. As he did so, her coach Diego approached her from behind the ring, the Tauros yelling out to her.

"Hey, Ramona! Don't let that guy get ya too comfy. I've seen that kind of play. Meant to soften the fighters up. Show him what ya got, and that's infierno!" he said, the well-known luchador rubbing her elbows to get them ready.

"Diego, I'll be fine. If it's a fight he wants, it's a fight he'll get."

As the two ring rivals looked at each other, Ramona could feel the sweat dripping down her back from the excitement. All she needed to do was focus. She made Ignis' words her steady rock in this time of anxiety.

I wouldn't have married you if you weren't such an amazing gal.

"LET'S THIS MATCH STARTED, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THREE…"

You made it this far.

"TWO…"

Do it for him. Show him your power.

"ONE!!!"

The bell's solid ding resonated throughout the arena, bringing Ramona and Diesel rushing to the center of the ring. Their hands immediately grappled onto each other, their opposing duality already turning the match from one to eleven. Diesel pushed forward as the fight continued, the strength in his arms slightly overpowering that of Ramona's. Her attempts to push back were futile, as her arms immediately gave way and caused the Flareon to collapse to the floor. Diesel dove to Ramona on the ground and reach for her neck, attempting a headlock, but Ramona immediately rolled out of the Pignite's way, causing his body to come crashing to the mat. Using this position, Ramona picked Diesel back up with a half-nelson before slamming him onto his back. However, Diesel got back up before Ramona could make any more sudden moves, using his potbelly to knock her into the ropes on the side of the ring.

Ramona shook her head a bit, attempting to regain her composure – but not before Diesel jumped on the ropes and immediately slammed down on her body with his own weight, bringing her down to the ground with no problems. Diesel immediately put her in a cradle position, ready to pin the Flareon for the three-count.

"AND A BODY SLAM FROM DIESEL LEADING INTO A PIN! COULD THIS BE AN EARLY END FOR RAMONA?!" the announcer boomed throughout the arena.

"Ready to give up already, Hellfire? You know you want to~." he replied with a smirk, Ramona struggling to get up from underneath his belly. The referee was already beginning the count from one.

"Hrrff… nnn…" she grunted, sprawling out in a seemingly futile attempt to get him off of her. It seemed as if the fight was already coming to a close. But before it could happen, Ramona began to twist her body to the left, remembering her coach's words. Give him hell. "Not… a… CHANCE!"

The Flareon quickly turned Diesel's body over in a reversal, knocking him to the mat and getting up from that compromised position onto her feet. The crowd was now even more motivated, her name being shouted from as close as Diego as far back as the nosebleeds. Ramona caught her breath for a moment, as did Diesel as soon as he got up.

"Damn… Not many can get out of that one so early. You're pretty strong for a Flareon, Hellfire," he chuckled as he mischievously looked at her.

"And you're pretty weak for a Pot-Bellied Pounder. Show me what you got," Ramona teased, clearly wanting more of a challenge.

As the match went on, Ignis was watching from the sidelines in suspense, fearful as the match went consistently back and forth, unable to tell who would come out on top. As he watched, a hand holding a popcorn bucket gestured to him from his left.

"Want some?" a womanly voice replied, looking at him calmly. Ignis looked back to the voice of a Houndoom watching the match as well, unsure of what to say, but unable to turn the salty treat down.

"Uh… Sure, why not," he said, reaching for a handful of the popcorn in the bucket and munching on it as the Houndoom giggled, able to tell from his expressions that the Emboar didn't want her getting too hurt in the ring. "…Pretty good."

"I take it you know her?" she responded to him, wanting to continue the conversation with him.

"Mhm, she's my wife."

"Aww, coming to support your wife in the championship round? That's so sweet. Wish I could've fought her to see that."

"What do you mean?" the Emboar inquired, raising a brow as they both continued savoring the popcorn. The Houndoom chuckled at his response, realizing she needed to further explain herself.

"I guess I should've introduced myself to you beforehand. I'm Scarlet Tuskwolf… or as the ring knows me, The Fiery Fang. Lost to Diesel in the Final Four, but won the third place match in the tournament."

"Oh! I'm Ignis, nice to meet you. That's really cool… but if you lost, why are you on the sidelines? Shouldn't you be preppin' for another tournament or something?"

"Eh. Had some free time to kill. The PWF gives us the chance to watch from here if we were already fighting in the tournament ourselves. I see a couple others that fought Diesel watchin' from here too. Plus, let's face it – everybody wants to see a good one tonight. I’m rootin' for her."

"I see. Well, thanks for coming out to watch her wrestle with him. She always could use the support."

"Of course, man. She's doing good so far, I think she actually has a chance here. Though…"

Ignis looked to her curiously as her sentence trailed off.

"Though… what?"

"He is known to play somewhat… desperately when he’s in a bad situation, from my own experience."

As Ignis looked back onto the fight in front of him, Ramona was dodging another rush from Diesel, leading to him bouncing into the ropes to attempt to knock her down.

"C'mon, Hellfire, you can't keep dodging me forever!" he teased as he bounced from side to side, ready to pound Ramona down.

"Then I won't," Ramona replied.

"Huh?-"

Before Diesel could even continue, the Flareon grabbed the Pignite by his chest, knocking him down with a suplex to the mat, causing him to yelp. Ramona quickly grabbed him in a headlock with one arm and grabbed one of his legs with the other to pin him down. The Flareon seemed more invigorated than ever to earn the championship title. Diesel attempted to sprawl in an effort to escape the pin, but could already hear the referee counting to two by the time it happened.

"IT SEEMS DIESEL IS READY TO GIVE UP! COULD THIS BE THE SHATTERING OF HIS LEGENDARY THREEPEAT?"

Diesel wasn’t willing to give up the fight that easily. In an attempt to perform a reversal before the three-count was over, Diesel grabbed Ramona's right shoulder and held onto the strap, quickly stretching it to the right. The crowd and Diesel heard a large rip as the Pignite fell onto his back, Ramona grunting and quickly rolling across the mat to the ropes on the edge of the ring. Diesel slowly got up from the force of the rip, a bit lightheaded from the intensity and panting a bit. Ramona's eyes opened as she panted as well, struggling to get up as well.

As she got up, the crowd and announcer fell silent as they watched the situation in front of them unfold. A few gasps were the only things that broke it. Ramona looked at Diesel before immediately getting into her fighting stance from the start of the match, energized without even realizing it.

"…Come on, Pounder, I thought you weren't so much of a pussy to just stop right then and there. Fight me," she said.

As Diesel looked up to her, he immediately blushed and looked at his hand, then looking back at her.

"…Uh, R-Ramona?" he stuttered, realizing what had just happened.

"What, are you too chicken to continue? Too scared to fight me?" she teased, smirking mischievously.

"Ramona, I-" he tried to start before she continued on with her spiel.

"Aww, that's cute. Even the Pot-Bellied Pounder is way too frightened to beat me and says my real name. If you can't win, just say so-"

"RAMONA, LOOK AT YOUR CLOTHES!" he shouted out to her with such volume that it reverberated throughout the quiet arena, his soft bulge beginning to grow in his pants.

"Huh?" she said before slowly looking down at her outfit… or what remained of it, anyway. Diesel had ripped the loose strap so hard from her costume that it was torn clean off, revealing what was covered by it. The Flareon's supple breasts were exposed to the entire arena, as well as her soft orange belly.

She yelped in horror, covering her body with her hands, her pink nipples growing hard out of pure embarrassment. She glanced at the crowd in fear, realizing that she was naked to the shock of thousands of people, including her rival as well as her husband. Speechless and frozen in her position, the Flareon felt tons of racing thoughts run through her mind at this moment.

What do I do? How do I get out of this? Is my wrestling AND military career over?

As the Flareon trembled in fear at the realization of her life flashing before her eyes, Diesel slowly walked to her in an attempt to get the focus off of her, feeling bad for the mistake he had just made. He looked to the crowd, then to her.

"Hey, Ramona, it'll be OK. Just calm down, we can fix this and get you a new outfit-" Diesel tried to say, putting a hand on her shoulder before she flinched, rapidly backing away from the Pignite.

"GET AWAY FROM ME! YOU DID THIS, ASSHOLE!" she replied, flustered yet furious at him for causing this conundrum. She continued trembling, about to walk out of the ring and run away from the match entirely. Diesel grabbed her shoulder and made him face her.

"Ramona, I can get you out of this if you just stay quiet and follow my lead," he whispered, holding her shoulders as he continued on.

"W-What the fuck do you mean, Diesel? I-I can't go out like this, ever again-" she said, panicking at the thought of eyes viewing her from every angle. Before Ramona could continue speaking, the Pignite immediately kissed her on the lips, letting his snout press against her own muzzle. The Flareon's eyes widened as she tried to pull away from his body… but couldn't, both physically and mentally. Every soft and swaying movement as Diesel continued the kiss with a bit of tongue added in, bringing his hands down to her hips, letting her put her arms around his shoulders. It all felt similar to… his touch.

The announcer on the match coughed and sputtered in surprise, letting the two do their thing.

"OH MY! A KISS IN THE RING?! YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THIS COULD BE… A SECRET PASSION MATCH ! THE FIRST I'VE EVER SEEN IN THE EVENING!"

The crowd, initially confused by the situation, began cheering once again for the two, leaving Ignis, Diego, and most importantly, Ramona, completely bewildered. As the two separated from their French kiss, Ramona looked to the announcer booth, then to Diesel.

"A-A passion match…? What the fuck is that, Diesel?" she whispered, looking at him utterly confused.

Diesel sighed and looked at her, a bit embarrassed but willing to explain.

"A passion match is basically… sex. They have a separate tournament for it that's usually very secretive and done late at night. I've won that championship even more than the regular championship. I usually wouldn't do it this early, but if it means making you less embarrassed, I'll do it."

Ramona's eyes widened as he explained the situation. Sex in a wrestling ring? How ridiculous would she have to be to allow a rival she barely knew to fuck her in front of thousands of people? Then again, as Diesel said, it would save her a lot of embarrassment from what just happened…

"I… I don't know…" she hesitantly replied, looking down at the ground, her crimson blush evident to the Pignite in front of her.

"How about we take it slow, then? Don't think about the crowd… just you and me. It's OK to be nervous, but I can help get you further into the idea with this, OK?"

Diesel began to move his hands from behind her hips to her plump rear, groping it with his claws in a firm touch to ease his rival into the idea. Ramona grunted softly as he did so, looking at him and doing as he implied.

"F-Fuck, I… I don't…" she stammered, moaning as he continued squishing her rear, occasionally separating the cheeks to reveal her puffy pussy to the masses. Diesel smirked as he continued further, moving his left hand up further to grope one of her breasts, teasing the nipple with a soft pinch. Ramona moaned out, her nipples erect and extra sensitive from his delicate pressure.

"Shh… Ramona, it'll be OK. Let me take care of you…" Diesel interrupted, wanting to see her give in to the perverted world they were now in. "Move your hands down lower…"

Ramona, in the daze set by Diesel, listened to his commands and rubbed his chubby chest, not having any other choice in the matter but to follow his lead. Even then, Diesel wanted to push that idea a bit farther.

"Lower…"

Ramona continued doing as he said, although her hands began to slow as she realized what he wanted from her. Even as her hands shook, he continued to tease the Flareon and bring her closer to grasping his ever-growing bulge.

"You're almost there, Ramona," he said as her rough hands touched right above his underwear. "Don't be shy, sweetie~."

As Ramona closed her eyes in nervousness, the word "sweetie" resonated in her mind, a word that filled her mind with so much warmth yet came out so perverted. Nonetheless, she gradually put one of her hands down his outfit, letting the erection he had come out and throb violently in her grip. She opened one of her eyes and looked down at it, seeing it visibly twitch and throb away. The Pignite was so… girthy in her hand, as her entire hand went around it.

"Good girl~" Diesel replied, unhooking the strap of his outfit that went diagonally across his body, causing his underwear to come down and fully reveal his balls that were once hidden. Ramona blinked with both eyes as she saw those large, round orbs below his shaft, squelching and throbbing with the same vigor as his cock, mesmerized by their fluid movement, going up and down. Diesel noticed her fixation on his balls, swaying them from left to right in a flirtatious manner, wanting to hypnotize her closer.

"Aww… is the Headstrong Hellfire too horny to look away when she was teasing me minutes before? Maybe she should get on her knees and enjoy them like the loving gal she is," he taunted, ready to enjoy the licking of a lifetime. "Don't be shy… you've come this far, why stop now?"

You've come this far.

Those words continued to resonate in Ramona's mind as his testicles kept coming closer to her face, reassuring in the same way her husband was before the match while adding a provoking sexual element to the match. She gulped as she sniffed, her muzzle getting closer and closer, until…

"AND THE HEADSTRONG HELLFIRE GOES IN AFTER SOME CONVINCING FROM HER OPPONENT! SHE'S ON HER KNEES, ABOUT TO GIVE HIM A BLAZING BLOWJOB!" the announcer yelled out, the crowd ecstatic as Ramona slowly licked his balls from the bottom, letting his cock flop upon her face. She could hear the Pignite grunt and chuckle from her submission, continuing to take in the environment around her as it gradually turned into white noise. For Diesel, Ramona was much more of a sexual master then she let on – his orbs were pleasured by the blazing heat of her tongue as she with them, licking from side to side. If this was how she was pleasuring her opponent, imagine how she pleasured her husband.

The Pignite could see the Emboar in the sidelines, watching intently but also flabbergasted by what this had become. He winked to Ignis, sensing a clear relationship between him and Ramona, before looking back down to the Flareon going all in on his savory taste. Despite how amazing it felt already, Diesel wanted to take the match up a notch. He grabbed Ramona's head back roughly with his right hand, and held his fully erect dick in his left. Not saying a word to her, he pushed her head forward, opening her mouth with his cock and forcing it deep into her throat.

"GLK!!!" Ramona choked, in unexpected bliss from his genitals touching as far as the back of her throat.

"OH! AND DIESEL GRABS RAMONA BY THE HEAD TO SUCK HIS COCK! SHE'S SURELY ENJOYING HERSELF NOW, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!"

In this duel, Diesel pulled back against the force of Ramona's mouth sucking against it, before slamming her head right back in, poking her oral insides with ease. He entered into a well-paced rhythm with her, panting happily and closing his eyes as he listened to the sounds of his newfound audience alongside the sounds of Ramona gulping his organ away with no problem. She began licking the bottom of his bright orange shaft as the rhythm continued, feeling the throbbing of his veins against her taste buds.

"Be sure to get the top too, Hellfire. I have the feeling we're going to be here for quite a while~" Diesel teased, bucking his hips and her head far then close. Ramona knew she couldn't escape this move… and she didn't want to.

As the sexual momentum continued on in the ring, Ignis could only seemingly sit and watch as the Pignite skullfucked his wife, both clearly in a state of euphoria. As he stared, he could only wonder what it would be like to be in Diesel's position, dominating his own wife as hard as him…

"You like this, don't you?" Scarlet chimed in with a devilish smirk on her muzzle, looking at him with a calmness.

"Uh… I mean, we're in an open marriage, so I'm not against it, per se. I just- where is someone to stop it? Where's the ref now? Where's Diego, even?" he said as he looked left and right for the coach that was supposed to help her win the fight.

"The referee, I don't know. Diego ran to the bathroom, last I checked. Probably chokin' his dick with his hand like the rest of them. Besides, I think you're getting more out of it than you think you are."

"Why do you say that, huh?"

"Because you're pitching quite the tent in your underwear, dummy."

Before Ignis could retort to Scarlet's statement, the Emboar looked down at his jeans, seeing the "tent" the Houndoom was referring to. He was throbbing down there with a power unbecoming of a usually calm and collected man, his bulge sticking straight up to where the zipper was. Scarlet giggled and licked her lips as he came to the realization with a similar crimson blush as Ramona, scooting closer to him on the bench.

"It's OK to feel that way. I already see a few people screwin' in the stands. I bet someone would kill to be in the same position as Diesel," she replied calmly.

"I guess you're right, but… I don't know, I guess I just feel a bit awkward when it's my own wife up there and getting hard from it," he said, feeling Scarlet's palm come to his chunky thigh.

"I wouldn't worry too much about it, hon. You're both doing what you need to do, I don't see the problem. Plus, didn't you just say you were in an open marriage? It's not as if someone else couldn't help you, either."

"Wait, what do you mean?"

Scarlet giggled as she grasped his thigh, clearly in the mood from the passion match. She placed a hand on his bulge, squeezing it from over his jeans.

"Personally, I think you should just sit back and relax like Ramona’s relaxin' right now. I'll help you with your 'little problem' and we can both have some fun here."

Ignis blushed as Scarlet suggested her 'favor', not knowing what to think right away.

"I mean… are you sure you want to? I don't want to force you to do this just for my sake," the Emboar said, holding her other hand.

"Oh, sweetheart, I think it's only fair. We’ll both be having fun here, hm?" she replied back. "I know how to work a cock with my hands easily. Just relax and enjoy…"

The Emboar decided to listen, and nodded as the horny Houndoom unbuckled the belt to his jeans, pulling them down and revealing his camouflage underwear from underneath his clothing. Scarlet panted and licked her lips with a slightly devilish smirk, uncovering his long, girthy goodness by pulling down that camo. Ignis shivered in delight from the newly found freedom, exposed to the world in a compromising position, similar to his wife.

"Damn, you're already pretty leaky. How long are ya, anyway?" she asked, testing the sensitivity of his cock with her claws, moving his foreskin up and down the shaft of his dick.

"Ghhh… t-twelve inches," he replied, shuddering from the delicate touch, cock releasing slowly dripping beads of pre drooling down the shaft.

"Damn, a footlong monster, huh? I bet Ramona loves that in bed."

Scarlet continued stroking his cock carefully as he sat there, feeling every muscle but his cock decompress. She began to sit on his thigh, letting her thumb rub the spot between his foreskin and the tip, a very sensitive spot for the Emboar. Some pre shot up in the air and onto the concrete ground, a strong throb causing his penis to contract and continue growing as a result.

"Hehe, that's what Momma likes to see, big boy~" she whispered, guiding her hand up and down his length in a calming manner. Her other hand squeezed the fat of his belly, her sexual multitasking only increasing his enjoyment of the handjob. The Houndoom continued this motion for a couple minutes as she watched the Emboar grunt and groan out, redirecting his attention from the match itself onto her. Her claw massaged the tip as her movements went up, licking up a small amount of precum before going back down to the shaft, softly squeezing the base just above his massive balls.

The rhythm eventually picked up in speed as the match went on. Scarlet glanced at the two fighters, seeing Ramona gasping for air as Diesel continued roughly fucking her face with confidence, close to release. Ignis was panting, shoulders and guard down, in pure bliss from the Houndoom's magical work.

"S-Scarlet, this… this is so amazing, fuck…!" Ignis panted, losing track of time as she jacked him off, using her thumb to press against the tip, letting his penis throb even more erratically and violently.

"Glad you enjoy it, but keep holding your load, boy," she warned, looking to the opponents in the ring. "Don't want you to burst too early. Besides, I think the show we're watching is about to get even better~."

As Scarlet built up to Ignis' release stroke by stroke, Diesel was nearing his own euphoric relief inside Ramona's mouth. The Flareon had been sucking his cock for several minutes now, each throb getting bigger and bigger against the walls of her esophagus.

"Fuck… I don't think I can hold it any longer, Ramona~. I think I'm gonna have to take this to the extreme for you~" Diesel uttered flirtatiously, looking at the submissive slut beneath his gaze.

"Mmp?" Ramona muffled, looking up to his naughty smile for the last time, before feeling her short hair pulled from the back of her head. The Pignite began shoving her face into his cock balls-deep, increasing his speed to its maximum, to the point Ramona

couldn't respond coherently. Her mouth could only speak in incomprehensible, muffled moans as the Pignite began to shoot globs of pre down her throat, the force splashing against the back and bulging her throat slightly. She was powerless as he continued on, closer and closer to the end of his rope, and could only struggle for air as he slammed her rapidly back and forth. "MMP, MM!"

"Fuck… FUCK! RAMONA! TAKE IT ALL, BABE!!!" Diesel shouted out to the pleasure of himself and the crowd cheering his name. His pace immediately slowed down as he grabbed the top of her head with both hands with a final slam into her precious throat with all the power he had.

" AND THERE HE BLOWS!!! THAT'S ONE FOR THE HISTORY BOOKS, PEOPLE! I'VE NEVER SEEN SO MUCH COME OUT IN ONE SHOT!" the announcer yells in excitement, with Diesel finally releasing his first load down the groveling Flareon's throat.

The first cumshot was a torrential force enough to exit her mouth partially, shooting down her throat in an intense and violent blast. The thick mixture ran down her taste buds, the salty brine fluid enough to reach her stomach but also viscous enough to leave her choking on his lustful labor. The Flareon coughed as she gulped down his repeated blasts of cum, unsure as to when the Pignite would let up from his position of power. He seemed to revel in it a bit, closing his eyes, flapping out his tongue, and letting it happen as he groaned out in a rapturous trance.

After a minute or so of this, the forcefulness decelerated. As the spurts slowed down and Diesel's dick softened from shooting so much semen into her mouth, his grasp loosened off her heard, allowing Ramona to pull away and finally breathe out for air, the lack of oxygen making her slightly dizzy and bringing her to the ground on all fours. She looked down at the mat, seeing not only his cum drip to the floor from the tip of his cock, but the bottom of her face. Most importantly, however, she looked down near her pussy, realizing it was dripping juices very heavily, and unable to stop its slow but fluid flow. Had… he made her orgasm from that?

"Huff… hff…" she panted as she continued to gasp out, letting her body return to normal function, wiping his gooey spunk off her mouth and chin softly. She looked at her hand with that sticky mess, wondering if this was worth it just to avoid the embarrassment of having her clothes ripped off by accident. In that moment when she kneeled on the mat, she felt just as humiliated, just as dirty and naughty as before… but she could tell something was different in this instance.

"…Hah, ha… Did that feel good, girl~?" Diesel replied as he approached her slowly, the Flareon initially unable to process the words coming from him… but one word in particular made her mind all the more clear.

_Good. It felt good _ to be beneath Diesel.

As the Flareon looked back up at her opponent, she noticed that despite the gargantuan load she had mostly swallowed, his balls looked just as full as before the passion match. Along with that, his cock began to grow back to its erect size rather quickly. His cooldown was brief, and the heat of his passion for her wouldn’t stop any time soon. Her pussy continued to squelch and drip before him, now knowing that she felt horny for more as well.

"You gonna say something, Hellfire? Do you want a round two? Or are you too worn out~?" Diesel spoke to her, naughtily swaying his hips in her face again. As she got up shakily, she quickly fell to him and kissed him on those lips again, cupping his balls with one hand in a soothing massage. Their tongues dueled even more than the first kiss, Ramona finally letting her nervous thoughts swiftly vanish as they continued their back and forth. Diesel pulled away as a single string of saliva connected their tongues, looking to those brown eyes, noticing the anger that was once in them now replaced with a softness, an obedience to him.

"…I guess that means it's time for round two, Ramona~."

The Pignite used his strength to pull a move not many had seen before, even in the passion matches – Diesel turned the Flareon around, groping her ass for a moment, before knocking Ramona down to her rear on the mat. Grabbing the area between her thighs and her shins, he quickly lifted her with herculean might against where his lap was, her ass feeling her bottom rub against his cum-soaked cock. The audience in the arena gasped at the sight, but quickly turned to excited shouts of his name as he showed her body to the arena.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS REAL! IS HE DOING… A FULL NELSON?!" the announcer yelled out, as shocked as the rest of the audience. The sight of such a manhandling being cheered on by the crowd was not lost on Ramona, although her focus remained on the throbbing pork that continued grinding against her. Even though the blowjob proved that Diesel could hold himself over her with his sexual prowess, the size of his cock against her ass felt unreal to her, as if she was in a wet dream that felt so real, she didn't want to wake up from it.

The powerful Pignite used his legendary position to tease her body further by adjusting his cock's position, moving it below her ass and rubbing it in the middle of her pussy's lips, chuckling and satisfied as her juices stuck to the top of it.

"I guess you're wanting me a lot more than I thought, huh, Ramona? Are you hiding something from me~?" he teased, letting the smell of her cinnamon-flavored orifice waft into his snout.

"Grff… hhh…~" the Flareon moaned out through biting incisors, not wanting to give in to his taunting, yet unable to keep a steady façade on her face. His tip began to prod her entrance softly, not going inside completely, but enough to where Ramona attempted to reach for his thigh, wanting to slap it and tap out of the match. Before she could grasp it, though, Diesel whispered to her soft ears with a delicacy that shook her to her core.

"…You're in heat, aren't you, babe~? I can smell it~."

Ramona, too shy to speak her mind, could no longer hide her emotions from her loving rival, and gave a simple, timid nod as he left his tip covering her entrance.

"How about I help you out, then? Consider it a favor… from one friend to another~."

Ramona could only stammer, realizing the consequences of what was about to happen. Even if she was in an open marriage, what would Ignis think, especially after their conversation in the dressing room?

"B-But… hah… this is my first time getting knocked up… and I… hhh~… I have my husband watching right now…" she whispered to him, building up what little confidence she had left to respond to Diesel.

"The one getting jerked off by that Houndoom over there?" he questioned, pointing Ramona in the direction of Ignis and Scarlet, the seductive canine giving a kiss on his massive tip. He seemed to be having the time of this life just as she was. "I think he won't mind the gesture, especially for a beautiful woman he managed to get like yourself. You need this, Ramona. At ease…"

Ramona thought for a moment as she looked at her husband's cock, the trust they built, the love that the two shared for each other. She felt her muscles compose themselves, easing up on the tension. It wouldn't be fair for her to ruin his enjoyment at the moment, just as he was respecting her own wishes. Her cinnamon scent got stronger from the thought of both experiences, looking at Diesel and kissing him on the lips once more.

"OK… Just promise you'll go gent- HHHGHH!"

"AGGGHHH~! RAMONAAA~!"

Diesel bucked his hips upward into Ramona, letting his cock skate past her opening and enjoy the insides of her pussy. He immediately groaned out as her muscles tensed up once more from his invasion, her walls beginning to stretch around his body like a rubber glove. The Pignite wasn't even balls deep inside her yet and he could already tell he had won the match… not just literally, but getting some of the best Eeveelution cunt the arena could offer.

"FUCK, I SAID GO GENTLE FIRST!" Ramona snapped at him, wanting to hide the fact that he was already leaving her enamored.

"Sorry, it's just… you're so damn tight. I'll go slower… but don't be surprised if I speed up later, Ramona. A wonderful woman like you deserves it~"

Diesel continued to thrust upward in a slow, gentle rhythm for the Flareon, letting her hole get accustomed to the feeling while still receiving some delight in getting to breed her. His cock evenly spread her walls with no difficulty. The squelching and splashing of her juices from her first orgasm with him, as well as her saliva from the oral sex, provided a convenient lubricant to easily slip inside and further bust into the Flareon's pussy. She relaxed her teeth as the Pignite poked around as if in curiosity, moaning out his name in a passionate offer to gain at least a modicum of control. However, the Pignite only grew more confident as his penis pulsed inside of her wanting body, seeing it as a chance to prove himself to her and his massive audience, viewing from every angle they could.

Ramona could see stars in her eyes, an entire galaxy in her sights as he continued to fuck her tenderly, letting her mind slip away as his penetrations proceeded deeper inside her, an exploration into her soaked depths. As Diesel's cock moved and wriggled around to a beat only he knew, she could feel her walls milk him for longer, the inside of her body snugly fit around him. He continued to use that slick momentum to probe deeper and increase his rhythm while looking at her belly. That rhythm came to a complete halt as he discovered a seemingly immovable blockade that caused Ramona to gasp suddenly.

"HHH, FUCK! THAT'S… that's deep…" she grunted out as she felt it with no warning, looking down to see a slight imprint of his cock poking around inside her, almost balls-deep inside. He had reached the entrance to her waiting womb, which was currently closed off to his cock.

"Hah, yeah… Do you like that feeling, Ramona? It seems like there's something in there… I might just have to go harder~."

Diesel pulled back from her cervix, returning to the entrance of her pussy, before slamming into it once more with a sexual vengeance, the once solid muscle beginning to pulse. Ramona screamed out in bliss, her body stuck in a temporary paralysis, shocked from the hard thrust. The cadence of his thrusts sped up to a decent but rough pace, leaving her cervix the target of numerous relentless presses from his tip. The throbs of his cock only turned more aggressive, imprinting the abdominal bulge in her body even further.

Every action from Diesel led to frantic but pleasurable reactions from Ramona, whether it was a moan melodically releasing from her mouth, or a tighter grip on his plump thighs. She could feel her mind and body slipping to his will, unable to focus on the crowd in front of her. Thoughts of his girthy rod seeped further into her brain as he ravaged her pussy, which was beginning to throb itself against his organ.

Diesel continued to go faster and faster as her juices and his cock created plapping noises so frequent and loud the first few rows of the crowd could hear them over the roar of the arena. His balls, having now grown in size since the blowjob, were slapping upwards against her clit, only making the Flareon more sensitive down there. The noises of unadulterated, bare sex served as music to both of their ears, the only music they needed to ever listen to. Ramona felt her body lose control as her cervix continued to be rapidly abused, the access to an area left mostly untouched beginning to open up. At this point, any attempt to escape the inevitable was futile. Diesel was close to entering her precious womb. As her eyes rolled back, she could only respond to what he knew he wanted to hear.

"Diesel, I… I'm gonna…!!!"

"C-CUM!!!" Ignis yelled to Scarlet, bursting in unison with his wife. As Ramona splattered her fluids onto Diesel's cock and the mat, her husband quickly shot his load like a rocket into the air, his spunk reaching as far as the edges of the ring. Most of the residue fell onto Scarlet's hair and face, however, as she clenched the base of his shaft somewhat firmly to squeeze the remaining load out without hurting him or his precious genitals. She smiled at him as his cum exploded onto her like a firework exploding into the sky during a holiday, feeling his veins throb with enthusiasm and potency. While the load may not have come with the unexpected nature or direct volume as Diesel's, Ignis shot for longer with more nonstop intensity.

The ejaculation continued for a couple minutes until the Emboar's cock softened, with the horny Houndoom letting the remaining amount spurt quietly. She licked her lips to catch any semen that landed on her cheeks, savoring the spicy, salty flavor of his potent sperm as he caught his breath.

"Mmm, you're a bit of a loose cannon when it comes to cummin', but you know how to hold back. Nice job," Scarlet said, giving the Emboar a warm kiss on his cheek.

"Hah… agh… h… how do you… do that so well…? God damn…" Ignis asked her as he sat up, breathing heavily as the last beads of cum from his first load dribbled out.

"I own a bar and brothel. You get used to it," she answered promptly, getting a half-full water bottle she was drinking from beside her feet, offering the rest to the Emboar. "Want some? Might help to build up your load even more for your wife tonight."

"Hff… sure."

Ignis drank the remaining water in swift gulps, more quickly regaining his air and composure afterwards. He looked to Scarlet once more, who was now watching the match as Ramona yelled out Diesel's name in ecstasy, the Pignite thrusting at the speed of a jackhammer. She really seemed to be enjoying herself with him…

As Scarlet looked on and the Emboar saw all four of them enjoying themselves to varying sexual degrees, he stood up and came a bit closer to the ring itself, wanting to get a better look at the passion match. Scarlet noticed and followed him quietly, nudging his forearm.

"I think we should cheer 'em on a bit more, Ignis. That sound like a good idea?" she asked.

"…I think I agree, but… what do I say?"

"I dunno, it's your words, not mine. But either way… I think someone's gonna be pregnant by the end of the match~."

As Ramona's second official orgasm was beginning to end, her cervix finally opened up enough for Diesel's tip to squeeze through and reach the gold mine that was her warm, flexible womb. She gnashed and clenched with her teeth as it happened, the Pignite now almost down to the base of the shaft.

"Aww, the Headstrong Hellfire isn't as strong as she thought she was, hm~? Let's see how it feels in there~" he teased. The Pignite broke the Flareon into a near primal state as he thrusted upwards, poking her uterine walls with the loving kiss of his tip in view of the crowd. She let out his name softly through less bated breath, unable to even think of anybody but him in what remained of her psyche. The battering of her womb only occurred more frequently, leading to his name getting called out a bit louder each time.

"IT SEEMS RAMONA IS ALMOST COMPLETELY FINISHED FROM DIESEL'S FULL NELSON… WILL HE HOLD BACK, OR UNLEASH THE RAGING STORM?** !**" the announcer cried out, a greater fuel for the incredibly aroused audience. Some of them were watching in lustful curiosity; some were masturbating for themselves; others opted to join in with closer members. Either way, quite a mess was going to be left, inside and outside the ring.

"YOU CAN DO IT, RAMONA! GET YOURSELF TO CUM FOR HIM, YOU GOT THIS!" Scarlet yelled out close to the side of the ring. The yell caught Diesel's attention as he looked to her, winking to her and Ignis, then back to Ramona.

"Look at that, babe~. You got two of the best members in the ring watchin' you, including your own hubby. You wouldn't want to disappoint them, would you? Go ahead… do it~" he whispered into the soft ear, fully aware that Ramona was desperate to cum a third time.

"Ghhh… not… not yet… what about, AHHNN… what about him?" Ramona replied, seeing Ignis not saying anything to them yet.

"COME ON, RAMONA! YOU CAN CUM! MAKE DIESEL AND THE AUDIENCE PROUD!!" Scarlet shouted between other encouragements before noticing that Ignis was looking down in thought. "Hey, why aren't you saying anything, dude?"

Ignis looked back up to her own curious glance to him.

"I'm trying to figure out what to say, I guess? I don't know, I've never been in this kind of situation before."

"Well, don't think about it too hard, at least as hard as you are right now. Remember: she's enjoying herself just as much as you were with me, right? She still loves you… and she'll cherish that feeling for as long as she lives."

Ignis thought about Scarlet's words for a moment, then nodded back to her in a newfound confidence and love for Ramona, letting his preconceived notions disappear from his mind.

"COME ON, RAMONA! LISTEN TO ME AND SCARLET RIGHT NOW! LET HIM DO IT!" Ignis yelled with his booming voice. His shout echoed to Ramona's ears, causing them to perk up in excitement. Hearing her husband boost her confidence as her brain silenced the words of the crowd to focus solely on him.

"YOU'RE DOING GREAT, HONEY, JUST A BIT MORE!" he continued on, his vocals more strengthened and reassured this time around as Ramona felt her body relax and jiggle to Diesel's erratic, vicious womb-poking thrusts. Just one more shout could do it, and all of them knew that both would create a moment so powerful that it would be unforgettable for all who watched. The Emboar finally cleared his throat once more and drank the last of the water Scarlet gave him to let out a roaring love so loud it nearly cut out the entire audience.

" RAMONA! FUCKING CUM FOR HIM, FOR ME! I… I LOVE YOU, RAMMY!!!" he shouted, ricocheting his devotion to her off the walls of the arena, to the point the announcer needed to stop to focus on it and nearly forgot his lines. It was close to the degree of an Exploud's yell.

However, that was also enough to push both Ramona and Diesel off the edge of sanity and into the vast world of lust that expanded before them. The Flareon squirted onto the Pignite's cock for a second time, her third overall and the most intense orgasm by far. Her body gave out and loosened entirely from it alone, with only her fluids seeming to gain some matter of control over her – though even then, the orgasm itself was volatile. It splashed and squirted so far that some of it got on Ignis' and Scarlet's shirts. Diesel could feel it on his chest, but he chose to disregard it. He knew that timing was an essential part of the passion match – including his own orgasm.

"Mmm, time to fill you up, Ramona~" he replied, no longer intending to keep her waiting.

He kissed her once more passionately on the lips as a sign of good luck for himself, using her weakness to hold on to her legs as tight as he could until he finally thrusted up so far into the womb once more that Ramona could see the full imprint of his tip in her gut. She could feel his load beginning to travel up his urethra, veins throbbing violently against her chest. Paralyzed by both of their respective actions, she knew she was left with the inevitable, and left with one final thought in her head.

_Give it to me. Get me pregnant already. _

" AAAAAND THAT'S IT FOR THE MATCH, PEOPLE! A FULL KNOCK-UP, IN THE RING, NO LESS! WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SIGHT!"

Ramona's eyes rolled to the back of her head in an instant, tongue out as she felt Diesel's sperm enter her womb with no hesitation on his part, a fountain of white spewing into her walls in a way that rocked her. Every throbbing motion of his cock coincided with every large gasp of air from herself, the Flareon feeling Diesel's heartbeat against her back synchronized with her own. Each throb shot out pure spunk that would only expand her love for him as well as the boundaries of her womb. It initially started at the bottom, yet as each shot grew in size and vigor, her womb and stomach grew alongside them. It slowly began to hide her muscles and the bulge that was inside her in place of a viscous fluid that turned her belly into a waterbed.

As Diesel's orgasm continued and Ramona felt it grow, she wondered if Diesel's shots of love would even stop, as if it was an infinite waterfall of lust entering and corrupting her body. In so many ways, she didn't want him to stop. It felt so whimsical in the moment, to not have to worry about her status as a fighter, inside or outside of this match, but instead to be used as a cumdump for the Pignite and his needs. She could feel his orbs churning more and more, wanting to give all that he had for her and only her. All she could do in return was take it and fall in love all over again.

As the Flareon's womb reached its own maximum capacity from his orgasm, she could feel his cum begin to shoot out of her womb in droves, unable to hold the force of his throbbing cock as the Pignite continuously yelled out for her to get pregnant like a twisted mantra in his head. The sticky mess relentlessly stained the floor, pouring out with a volume so unrepentant that it only made the audience want to join in on the fun they were having.

Ignis watched the end of the match unfold in front of him as his erection grew back to its footlong size, astonished by Diesel's hold over her. It reminded him of the many times he and Ramona would do the same, only more intense and in a public setting…

As it continued, Ignis peeked at Scarlet from the corner of his eye, seeing her eyelids lowered and mouth panting in a lustful anticipation. One of her hands was on her tummy, the other deep into her jeans, fingering her pussy with her index and middle slowly.

"Heh… it seems you're enjoying this as much as I am, huh, Scarlet~?" Ignis teased her. However, she didn't respond as it kept on going, letting those two fingers explore herself deeper inside the top, letting her walls get wetter. "…Uh, Scarlet?"

The Houndoom remained silent for a moment, until she turned to the Emboar and gave him a knowing and devilish grin. She roared out to the ring as she threw her black leather jacket onto the floor and ripped off her jeans and the red spaghetti strap she wore, revealing that she had no bra or panties on. She ran to the edge of the ring, sliding under the ropes with no issue.

"SCARLET, WAIT!" Ignis yelled out to her, but it was too late. Before Diesel's cock could even soften inside Ramona's womb to slip out, the Houndoom tackled the Pignite to the ground, his penis flying out of Ramona's pussy, knocking the Flareon to the floor on her back and leaving her panting for air.

"OOH, WHAT'S THIS? IT SEEMS THE FIREY FANG, SCARLET TUSKWOLF, HAS JOINED THE RING TO SET THINGS STRAIGHT!"

Diesel blushed as he saw the Houndoom on top of her, staring down at him with her eyes a crimson red in pure lust. Nonetheless, the Pignite played along with her and chuckled, enjoying her sexual enthusiasm.

"Interrupting my fun for a rematch, huh? You must really want one to do something so evil~" he stated, watching his slowly hardening, cum-stained cock regain form as she rubbed against it, her legs kneeled as she spread her lips with two fingers.

"I may be evil to stop your moment, but you know that one wasn't fair, hon. Let me take the reins, Diesel. I want my revenge~" she said through intermittent giggles, about to slide his cock in for more.

"You sure about that? You might want to think before you speak, Scarlet~."

"What do you mean-" she asked, but before Scarlet could utter another word, the Emboar that had enjoyed her pleasures beforehand had now entered himself, grabbing her off the floor and holding her in a headlock, twisting both arms behind her back with one grabby hand.

"ANOTHER FIGHTER ENTERING THE RING?! THIS IS ABOUT TO BE A 4-FIGHTER ROYAL RUMBLE! Though it seems we don't have any data on him besides him being a screamer… HEY, SIR?! WHAT'S YOUR NAME?!" the announcer yelled out to him, knowing he would be kicked out if just presented as an audience member.

"Oh, uh! IGNIS FIREBRAND, THE, UH… Pyro Protector?" Ignis yelled to the announcer on a quick whim, ripping off his shirt as an entrance to the ring.

"UH, SURE, THAT'LL DO! THE PYRO PROTECTOR, IGNIS FIREBRAND, ENTERS THE RING FOR HIS FIRST MATCH EVER!"

Diesel got up from his place on the mat, both feet on the floor and steady. He began approaching the two with a calm smile, his cock stiff but still dripping from the bout with Ramona. Ramona herself was now laid on the floor, face barely visible but clearly satisfied as semen leaked out of her orifice.

"Say, thanks for the save, man. I take it you're this Flareon's husband she's talking about so much," Diesel asked, pointing to the near-unconscious Flareon now behind him.

"Why, yes, I am. Even if nobody here planned it, appreciate you givin' her a good welcome, heh," Ignis complimented in return. "Sorry about Scarlet here too… Guess she got a bit too sex-hungry, by the looks of it."

"Nah, I don't mind it! In fact… I think it's already adding more fun to the match than I was expecting. Isn't that right, Firey Fang~?" Diesel says, tickling the Houndoom's chin in front of him, watching her only giggle and leak out of her pussy excitedly in response. "Whatever the case, she seems really excited for both of us. How about we give her something as a reward while Ramona rests, hm?"

Ignis looks to the heated Houndoom, feeling the warmth from her body against his powerful and firm grasp. While they had enjoyed each other plenty outside the ring earlier, he could tell that Scarlet and Diesel wanted more from the experience.

"Alright, I'm game. Though I'm kinda new to this whole 'passion match' thing… You might have to give me an idea, and quick."

"That's what us wrestlers do best. Here, turn her around and grab her by the waist. I got the perfect idea."

Ignis listened to Diesel as he moved his hands lower to grope Scarlet's waist, the Houndoom unsure as to what was going on, but moving along with their forced motions nonetheless.

"What're you two doing, huh? Can't hold back your love for this bitch in heat~?" she taunted, wanting to get their cocks erect from her seduction. However, this only prompted Diesel to grab her by the horns, quite literally, and get her to listen to him.

"Bend back, slut. You're in for the pork spitroast of a lifetime. Now, Ignis, lift her up by her waist – it's time to show this 'bitch in heat' that we mean business~" the Pignite taunted in return.

Scarlet used her flexibility to bend back for Diesel, letting her snout sink into his sweaty balls and letting herself get a nice whiff of his muskiness. Ignis began to lift her up by the waist, Scarlet's legs coming off of the ground as if she was levitating. Her legs immediately locked around his waist as he got into a level stance with Diesel, showing the Emboar that she was taking this as seriously as the two pigs that held her. Ignis rubbed against the hellhound's folds of her pussy, smelling the scent of raspberry in the air. It occurred to him that she was in heat as well, although her previous actions should've given him pause.

"Mmm, such good big piggies… Give me those big, juicy porkchops… Give me all that you two gah- mmph, mmp…~"

Scarlet was soon interrupted by the taste of Diesel's dick entering her mouth, poking around both of her cheeks as he looked down at her, smirking.

"I think that'll quiet her for a bit. Say, 'Pyro Protector', how's that pussy feelin' so far?"

Ignis was clearly enjoying the feeling of the squirting hellhound up against him as he let his girth test the opening into her walls and her clit.

"Fuck, man, how could anyone go without this? I should've gotten in the ring sooner…"

"Now you know for next time. But you heard what that slut had to say – let's give her all we got."

"How could we say no to that, huh?"

The two Tepig evolutions pushed into the Houndoom at the same time, letting their erections savor the moment as she moaned, muffled from both of their rods testing her. Ignis winced a bit from the tightness of her walls alone – she was just as tight as his wife, maybe even a bit more. Diesel looks to the Emboar, already spotting his sensitivity from the handjob earlier.

"Don't give up too early on me, Pyro Protector. I saw for a bit how well you handled her touch. If that was child's play for you, you can handle this~" he reassured him, thrusting into the Houndoom's maw and letting his cock poke her larynx.

"Right…" Ignis muttered back, letting himself ease into a slower rhythm for both Scarlet's sake and his own. Scarlet relished in the sensation of both of their bodies seeping into her holes, using her tongue to coat the top of Diesel's cock in her wet saliva as it continued to explore deeper. Her pussy did similar for Ignis, letting his cock baste in her juices as he sunk into her depths. Her muffled voice rang into their ears, a siren's melody compelling them to plunge further into euphoria and never return. Her feet rubbed against Ignis' back from the position he was locked in, a seductive reminder that she was there to service him and Diesel.

Diesel continued to hold Scarlet by her tough-as-iron horns, using them as a sign of dominance over her. He examined her throat as it expanded and retracted in size from his thrusting, turned on by the idea of his control over her.

"Yeah, babe… you like me hittin' that deep, huh?" he said, knowing Scarlet would want more of his meat from the way she enthusiastically sucked on it. She used her hands to grab onto the Pignite's rear, kneading it as confirmation to continue. "That's what I like to see~."

Diesel got rougher in his thrusts, poking around the Houndoom's cheeks and esophagus to assert himself. As he continued ravaging her mouth, Ignis was picking up his own pace on the other side, signing a devil's pact with the Houndoom to fuck her harder in order to keep up with Diesel. His massive girth began to leave an imprint bigger than the one he had seen with his partner, both in and out of the ring. She could feel his uncut tip stretch her abdomen with little trouble, even if she couldn't view it from being facefucked by the Pignite who stood before her. She could feel the Emboar's balls churn in an eager fashion, yet could tell he wasn't even close to finishing. She could feel her heart pounding in rhythm with the throbbing of both cocks, thumping loudly to the idea of satisfying both men. As far as she was concerned, they were lucky to have such a talented partner, just as she was lucky to have such big, strong partners to service.

The match continued to go on as Ramona rested on the floor, the swine enforcing their command over Scarlet.

"IT SEEMS THIS COULD GO ON FOR A WHILE, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. THE QUESTION IS… WHO WILL BREAK FIRST IN THE RING?" the announcer replied, focusing intently on the hypnotizing aura that the ménage à trois was creating. Scarlet continued to grab onto the two for dear life, her body remaining steady throughout the passion match, remaining content yet unfazed by the thrusting. Diesel gazed down to her, then up to Ignis with a devilish grin on his face.

"Hey, Pyro. Mind if I pull out for a second? I just got an idea to break our Houndoom whore~" he asked. Ignis nodded, with the Pignite giving Scarlet a moment to breathe. The Houndoom panted, tongue out as the Emboar raised a brow, curious as to what he was suggesting.

"What are you two, hah, getting at here, huh~? You can't break what's only here to pleasure you~" Scarlet replied, showing a bit too much confidence, while Diesel continued to ignore her comments and lock onto Ignis' gaze.

"Ignis. Go," the Pignite commanded him, the power of a military sergeant in his words. The Emboar took a second, before realizing the Pignite meant to continue thrusting. Still confused by the idea, the Emboar continued his rhythm for a single thrust, accidentally bashing into Scarlet's cervix. The Houndoom gasped immediately as he hit it, the Emboar roaring out as he hit the entrance to her prized womb.

"GAHH! S-SCARLET, I-"

" PULL BACK!" Diesel yelled, with Ignis pulling out before the Emboar could even apologize for his actions, leaving Scarlet moaning angelically, then immediately silenced by the slam of some juicy pork deepthroating her in a single thrust. At that point, the idea suddenly clicked in Ignis' brain, the same mischief on his mind as his wrestling partner. Any idea for an apology left his head, now wanting to support Diesel in his tactics. The Emboar once again rammed her cervix with the head of his cock as Diesel once again pulled out, both pigs on the same page now.

"THIS IS A TACTIC I HAVEN'T SEEN BEFORE! THAT MIGHT BREAK THE FIREY FANG QUICKER THAN YOU CAN GET IN THE RING!" the announcer commented, surprised by the rough, alternating thrusts of the swine before him. Scarlet began to feel her body softly tremble, struggling to maintain a hold on Diesel's ass and around Ignis' waist. Nonetheless, they both continued with their vigorous manhandling, going back and forth between her body, now on equal footing and thought with each other. They could feel the bulges being imprinted inside her body, most importantly Scarlet slapping the Pignite's ass quickly, either as a sign of mercy or to continue until she reached orgasm.

The Emboar and Pignite began to reach a medium-fast tempo in their alternation, watching as the Houndoom moaned out louder, her voice reaching higher and higher to the arena ceiling. Every other thrust from them led to Scarlet moaning out their names in a way that seemed subconscious, almost primal in nature. The thrusts into her mouth cut her off as she attempted to speak, letting both have their way with her. Ignis shot a douse of pre into her warm womb as he pressed deeper into the cervix to tease her, a violent throb informing the hellhound that he was close.

As he pulled out and Diesel thrusted back into her (and vice versa), Scarlet could feel the lust of the two men overpowering her body. Her shakiness started to show through more trembling vibrations, her legs holding on for dear life. The two responded with increasing speed as they traded off responsibility inside her warmth. Their velocity continued to go faster and faster, yet they remained in sync with their sexual juxtaposition. Eventually, the two were jackhammering back and forth inside her, abusing her cervix and larynx respectively with their tips, unable to slow down from the thought of finishing inside.

Scarlet could barely speak from the rapid pace, her forearms grasping onto Diesel's legs now, having shook lower from their insane bucks forward.

"P…pmm, mmp…" she desperately moaned into the air, though at this point it was only faint enough to let Diesel and Ignis hear her garbled moans as the former thrusted deeper and deeper into her throat.

"What're you saying, cutie~? Speak up, or else we can't help you~" Diesel taunted, causing Scarlet to try again, a bit louder this time.

"P-PHHHMMH… pmm…" she muffled, a crimson blush on her face as she began to realize the servicer was now the one being serviced by two chubby hunks.

"Hmm… " Ignis thought as he thrusted deep to her, the cervix close to opening enough to get his cock inside. "…I think I might know what she wants, Diesel, but it's hard to tell through all that muffling. Let's give her a chance to speak, hm~?"

"Fine~" Diesel replied, both now pulling away to give her one final chance to give her a word in. "What do you want, Scarlet? Tell the crowd what you want. Say it."

Scarlet panted as she looked up to the ceiling of the arena, unable to keep focus on anything else but the one idea that stuck in her brain ever since she saw Diesel shoot his load inside Ramona. The one thought that wouldn't go away…

"P… Puppies. I want puppies inside me… ALL OF THEM!! PLEASE, BOTH OF YOU, MAKE PUPPIES WITH ME!!!" the Houndoom yelled out, letting the words reverb throughout the arena as her body shook in exhaustion, barely managing to regain some faltering energy.

"Then get ready… TO MAKE SOME, SCARLET!!!" Ignis roared back at her wish, thrusting so deep into her walls that he immediately slid past the opening to her womb and poked against the walls with such force that the Houndoom orgasmed on the spot. Her juices squirted all over the Emboar's cock, making his primal desires all the easier to enact upon as the thrusting reached a maximum. Diesel could see a lit flame in his eyes that he hadn't seen before, and joined in once more, the two going at her with no vision or thought of what would happen anymore in the ring – just pure, sexy babymaking.

"On the count of three, Diesel, got me? We're gonna give Scarlet what for!" Ignis said as he thrusted, his spark getting larger and larger in the moment.

"That's what I like to hear, Pyro Protector! ONE!" Diesel shouted as he began the countdown, letting his cock go ball-deeps in her maw.

"TWO!" Ignis shouted back, feeling each calculated throb her pussy, his cock locked and loaded.

" MMMMMPH!!!" Scarlet muffled back, continuing to cum and ready for a magical conclusion to the fight that she was initially hoping to win against Diesel. But in the end, those dreams would be shattered by one final word… and she would let it happen.

" THREE!!!" both shouted in unison, thrusting once more into the Houndoom as a duo now left undefeated in the ring. They simultaneously released their loads into her body as they pulled her waist and horns away from each other, the Houndoom fulfilling her destiny, not as a fighter, but a slutty cumdump to overpower and dominate.

Both releases were powerful in their own right, but showcased themselves in polarizing and different ways. Diesel's cum spewed right down the Houndoom's throat, filling her stomach with a salty treat that she could feel running down her tastebuds like a waterfall gushing to a pond below. Unlike the full nelson position he had perfected prior with Ramona, it seemed to not make as much of a mess on the floor. However, Scarlet gulped his reward down as if it were like water, a part of life that she couldn't live without.

On the other end of her body, Ignis' shots were incredibly messy as he pulsed deep into her uterus, the shots ricocheting off those bouncy walls and partially shooting out with similar force in the opposite direction. The Emboar continued to shoot in powerful blasts into her pussy, bloating up the Houndoom's belly with a strength rivaling that of Diesel's cum inside Ramona. The girth of his cock made each cumshot all the more intense, as his throbs were so violent that one could almost see each one inflate and deflate Scarlet's abdomen. But much like the seed shooting down her throat, Scarlet couldn't go without his separate reward.

The two continued pumping out load after load inside her, made to ensure that the Houndoom was satisfied and bred completely from their sperm. The process went on for a couple minutes, leaving both Diesel and Ignis to wonder when the other would stop, or how Scarlet was taking all their seed so effortlessly. By the time her limbs went limp and hung slightly above the floor, their erections had softened once more, leaving them able to slowly exit the Houndoom's holes with slippery ease. Both took a breath and let go of Scarlet softly, hands leaving her horns and waist, her body calmly thudding to the floor, getting some of their remaining semen out by spattering it onto her face and belly. The Houndoom lay there on her back, repeating one word exclusively.

"P… Puppies~" she replied, her body faint in the afterglow of the moment, letting out soft howls into the arena that showed her mind was altered from the fight alone. She wanted to be a puppymaker – nothing more, nothing less.

The two men looked down at the two women, Scarlet and Ramona completely mesmerized by the experiences, lust and love in their eyes. Diesel and Ignis gave a firm and strong high five in response, proud of the work that laid before them.

"Nice job, Ignis. I didn't think that you had that kind of power within you. I take it you train as well?" Diesel asked, wanting to know how he showed so much strength within the match itself.

"Eh… I'm a lieutenant colonel, it comes with the job to train and show power when you need to most," Ignis responded, chuckling in confidence as he looked at Scarlet's pussy, now gaping and leaking large amounts of seed. The Emboar glanced to his right, seeing Ramona having partially recovered from the last match, not breathing as heavy as she was, but still laying on the floor to catch it. He looked back at Diesel, smiling at him. "You know, you did a good job with my wife too. You might have to give me a few pointers."

"Ehhh, I wouldn't say that. Just wanted to give her an experience she'd remember too, I guess… say."

"Hm?"

"I do feel a bit guilty that you didn't get to have some fun just for yourself while you're here. She deserves at least a chance to be with the person she loves, y'know?"

Ignis thought for a moment as they stood there silently, then his eyes lit up in mischief, as if extended from the last match.

"You know, it doesn't have to end like that," he replied, snapping his fingers a couple times to get their attention. The Flareon and Houndoom looked to him glazed over, panting with their tongues out as their big bellies remained. "Girls, it's time to get up… we aren't done just yet."

Ignis sat down onto the ground beside his panting wife, helping her back up into a sitting position, letting his hand caress her cumflated belly in a slow, circular motion. He offered a soft kiss on the cheek, letting her regain composure for a bit before he began to whisper sweet nothings in her ear.

"Good girl… Diesel did a number on your body, huh? It's such a pretty sight to see… but I bet you'd look even better once I get in there to help out~" he suggested to her, giving the Flareon's almost fully broken brain one final moment to reflect. After a few seconds, she nodded calmly and reached in for a kiss on the lips, one that only a husband and wife could share in such a loving romance. They let their tongues fold over each other during the impassioned kiss, to remind themselves that they would love each other no matter what. Ignis broke away from the kiss, letting their tongues drip light amounts of saliva before he moved his hands lower and felt up her ass. "I love you so much, Rammy… Now, bend over so you can find out why I call you that."

As the Flareon began to get on her hands and knees, Diesel continued to stand up, with Scarlet heaving on the ground, attempting to reach for his cock with her hands, but feeling too weak to do so.

"Aw, Scarlet… It's so sweet you want to keep trying to show who's boss. I think we already know who won the passion match, though~. It's OK to admit defeat…" he quipped as a retort, although secretly in shock that the Houndoom still wanted more of him to prove herself as a competent fighter. The Pignite decided to squat down near her face, slapping her cheek softly with his cock as it grew back to its erect state once more. "I can give you some tips after this… but only if you accept that you lost."

The Houndoom panted in response, hazy as she looked to the ground as he continued smacking her face with his member. She smiled softly as it happened, nodding in response to his request.

"Promise you'll give me puppies?" she asked Diesel as he stopped, a grin on his face from her question.

"Of course, sweetie. Just get on your fours like a good girl and I'll give you all the puppies that you want~" he responded back. "Just know this means you give up~."

Scarlet hesitated for a moment, until Diesel offered a hand to help her sit up once more, which she accepted at the expense of her own dignity. She got up, sitting with her butt to catch her breath, before crawling over beside Ramona, bending over on her fours and excitedly wiggling her rear. Diesel followed her to the center of the arena, looking to Ignis, who was already grasping onto Ramona's bushy tail and examining her holes intently.

"I guess we're fucking 'em like animals to finish things off, huh?" Diesel said to him, getting the Emboar's attention as the former tugged slightly on Scarlet's slender tail.

"Mhm… After all they did to get here, I think it's fair to say they both deserve one last gift. Let's give 'em some piggystyle~" he said as his cock leaked pre bountifully. The two decide to immediately hilt into them, knowing that their folds were easier to open after already being penetrated inside. The two broken women moaned out simultaneously, looking to each other with awareness, both souls in harmony with their respective partners and each other.

"IT SEEMS THE FINALE IS UPON US, FOLKS! THE POT-BELLIED POUNDER AND PYRO PROTECTOR ARE TEAMING UP ONCE AGAIN TO GIVE US ONE LAST HURRAH. WILL THEY FINALLY FINISH UP THE CHAOS THEY STARTED?" the announcer hollered, focusing intently on their moves as the final stretch of the passion match began.

Ignis used his remaining momentum and the slickness of Ramona's pussy to begin thrusting deep into the Flareon's body and leave the massive bulge she was desperate to get from him earlier. The normal pace he set was matched by Diesel, pumping just as intensely into Scarlet's hole he was using to grant her wishes. As the two started off, Ramona and Scarlet continued looking at each other, both expecting the same loving fate that the men were plotting. They noticed a lust in each other's eyes as the thrusting explored their walls, preparing their bodies for the swine.

Ignis and Diesel synchronized together in their thrusts as they continued plunging deeper, letting the opposite male's semen serve as natural lubricant as they tugged Ramona's and Scarlet's tails respectively. Ramona closed her eyes and grinded her teeth together as Ignis persisted, while Scarlet let her tongue flop out of her mouth and pant as Diesel poked her body in numerous areas with his tip. The two were both in a sexual utopia, not caring what the audience saw or heard come from their souls at this point. Scarlet looked at Ramona and wiggled her ass more calmly this time, wanting to further the males' dominance over them. Ramona opened her eyes, seeing Scarlet's gesture and wiggled back in return. Ignis' and Diesel's cocks felt the impact of their wiggles, groaning out as their walls rattled each shaft to the left and right.

"Fuck, Rammy, you're so fuckin' tight!" Ignis exclaimed, pushing himself near her cervix as the two bumped together with his pelvic area and her glutes. Meanwhile, Diesel noticed the tactic Scarlet was trying, and spanked the Houndoom's ass hard, causing her already lolled out tongue to push out further in a gasp, eyes rolling back and toes curling to the feeling.

"Fuck, harder, Diesel~!!!" the Houndoom howled out to her Pignite partner, her body rocking forward. The Pignite grunted and pushed harder into her, bashing against the looser cervix to reach inside her coveted centerpiece.

"Yeah, babe! You like that, huh?! Let's go harder, then!" the Pignite proclaimed, grasping Scarlet's tail even harder and thrusting forward, unashamed at the thought of breeding her. He looked to Ignis, who was remaining at their previous pace, and gave him a gesture by spanking Scarlet once more. "Better keep up, man! Can't get out of step, can we~?"

As Scarlet yelped, the Emboar went back into focus and looked to Ramona, still enjoying his romantic ravaging of her body.

"Right!" he said, letting go of Ramona's and wrapping his bulky arms around her round stomach, grasping hands to the opposite sides of her body. The Emboar bucked his hips forward into her cervix, ramming it with the power of his cock. Ramona's body suddenly gave into his demands, her balance growing shaky as he caught up with Diesel in speed. She looked down to the ground to gasp for air, the Flareon and Houndoom heaving out as the two fucked them faster, enduring the women's strength in milking their shafts.

Their pussies had adjusted to their partners by this point, clenching around them as if both pairings were made for each other. The cervices of the women had loosened thanks to the previous rounds, making them straightforward in opening up compared to when they first started. Ramona felt her husband breathing down her neck as he thrusted harder, his breathing also getting increasingly measured. Diesel continued grasping onto Scarlet's tail, using his free hand to rub her clit area in an attempt to make the Houndoom orgasm faster. This strategy seemed to be working, as her walls tightened further, her juices beginning to drip once more out of her genitalia.

Both women began looking to each other in desperation for release, but realized the other was just as submissive as they were. Despite this, Scarlet saw the romantic lust further rising in Ramona's eyes as they made contact, displaying a sense of urgency, as if Ramona needed more support from those that surrounded her.

"Hah… hey, Ramona. Hh… enjoying… yourself?" Scarlet asked her through tough thrusts, already knowing the answer to her own question.

"Hff… y-yeah… wh-why do you ask?" Ramona replied. She could tell that Scarlet could already see the obvious, feeling her own legs wobble from her husband's pushes.

The Houndoom decided to bite the bullet. "…Let's, ahhn, haaahn… get the boys a bit more excited… shall we~?"

"Wh-What do you mean?"

Scarlet leaned in closer to the Flareon, lips puckering up for a smooch. Ramona initially averted her eyes away from the Houndoom, embarrassed by the thought of it. She hadn't kissed a girl before in her life and had never really thought about trying it. As her husband's thrusts continued to pound her cervix, though, the Flareon only grew further lustful with both approaches. She had come this far into the ring and the passion match for everyone involved inside and outside the ring… Why stop now?

The Flareon finally returned her eye contact and connected lips with the Houndoom, letting Scarlet's seductive nature transfer over. The kiss continued for about ten to fifteen seconds longer, letting each other enjoy the moment for as long as they could. For Scarlet, it was a wonderful return to a process she had understood before as a sexual expert, letting Ramona's warm lips press and get accustomed to her own. For Ramona, it was an unfamiliar experience, letting her own eyes close to someone that was like her, but mentoring her to the idea of enjoying her time, effectively becoming a fuckslut for the men behind her.

As Ramona pulled her lips away from Scarlet's, she breathed softly, blushing a deep red as she looked at Scarlet with a newfound impression of her.

"Did you like that, babe?" Scarlet softly spoke to Ramona after a small amount of time, wanting to give her space in case she was having second thoughts.

"…C-Can we do it again?" Ramona said quietly, flustered to say it but following the direction that her heart and mind were taking her. She didn't just like it – she loved the feeling. She wanted more.

"Heh. Of course, Ramona~" Scarlet said. Both simultaneously went in for the kill, letting each other hunger for the other's taste. The two let each other moan into one another's mouths as they savored not only the thrusts of Ignis and Diesel, but the comfort and compassion that they shared. A symbiosis began to build from each pull and push, letting the kiss get more intense, the presses against each other longer and closer. Scarlet began to let her tongue lash into Ramona's trap, each of their blushes getting deeper as the Flareon let the heat of the moment get louder by dueling back. The two swayed their butts slowly, not paying attention to the pigs savoring them.

Ignis watched on as he thrusted in his humping position, chuckling at his wife finding lesbian lust in her life now. He looked to Diesel, who was grunting but just as enamored in the love the two were showing through their smooches.

"It seems you like the show just as much as I do, huh~?" Ignis said as he smirked to Diesel.

"Hhh… Fuck yeah. It's really turning me on, so hot~" Diesel replied, unable to keep his eyes off of the kiss, feeling his balls churn in heavier throbs.

Wanting to test the waters of how far the women would go in their lust, Ignis gave a punishing smack to his wife's rear as it swayed. The Flareon moaned into the air between the two canid's mouths, but went deeper into Scarlet's mouth, as if encouraged by the slap. Ramona's cervix expanded to let her husband break in, the Emboar realizing the advantageous positions both men were in.

"That seemed to do the trick! Keep on going, girls! The more you two give us a show, the bigger a load we'll each give ya~" Ignis said, leaving another smack on Ramona's ass, enough to leave a soft red mark. Diesel joined the Emboar in the slaps, a couple of them getting the Houndoom to open the entrance to her womb as well. The submissive nature of Ramona and Scarlet was now on full display, tying their two tongues together in between moans and grunts as they made out for minutes. The males explored their wombs with pleasure, starting slow but each prod of their insides leaving them in mental paralysis. Unable to fight back (as if they wished to), the two pulled away from the kiss and bent over further, backs curving and heads close to the ground. The two looked to each other with tongues out, as if accepting their fates as babymakers.

Ignis and Diesel nodded to each other silently as the two bent over further, beginning the final push of what had started as a regular wrestling match. The slow pace quickly developed into rugged, raging, lust-filled thrusts into their bodies, letting their walls and abdomens, already swollen with spunk, take further hits. Both of them let go of whatever thoughts came to mind in favor of pure primal energy. The two below them naturally followed suit, letting their walls milk and clamp on to their dicks as tight as they could. It seemed to all parties involved that nothing in the ring mattered anymore, not even the idea of a "passion match". This was sex, and everyone wanted to enjoy it for as long as they could.

Ignis could feel his body clench up, his seed rising up through his rod as the finale reached its climax. He looked to Diesel, teeth gritted, eyes shut hard and on cloud nine as much as he was. As much as the Emboar wanted to keep holding back, he knew it was time for both of them to give the girls the finale they deserved. The Pignite and Emboar accelerated to the speeds of superheroes, uncaring to the thought of being in sync anymore. The two let themselves thrust as erratically as they wished, balls hitting their partner's rears, with each plap louder and more reverbed than the last. They were confident in making the girls surrender to what mattered the most: their newfound wishes to be fucked relentlessly.

Ramona felt her body give in to the thrusts immediately as they reached a fever pitch, splattering the most she could as Ignis continued plowing her pussy, her walls unable to clench on harder to him and spasming from her final orgasm. Her juices ricocheted from wall to wall, spewing onto the mat as she clutched onto it, legs shaking visibly but knowing her form was to fall. Scarlet, while lasting slightly longer than her female companion, also came from the sheer power of the womb invasion, her fluids flying onto Diesel's chest and dripping down onto the floor. She could feel her knees beginning to buckle down from the sheer intensity of his thrusts, unable to keep up with his energy. As far as the match was concerned, both had lost willingly, wombs now prepared for the final beatdown.

Ignis and Diesel glanced at each other one more time, their thoughts connected in finishing on a high note. One final nod was all it took to agree to a cooperative climax that was worth everyone's time. The Emboar and Pignite took a few deep thrusts into the backs of their partner's wombs, leaving their final impressions, before squealing into the air of the arena. The two filled their partners together against their walls, shooting the monolithic remainders from their balls to squash their heats.

The women howled out each of their partner's names as their limbs gave in to the gargantuan amounts of seed that entered them, letting the loads naturally flow inside. Each throb from Ignis and Diesel felt like an event of its own, enough to simultaneously fill their bellies beyond what seemed possible, yet leaving plenty of room for the loads to splash out from their entrances and spill onto the mat. Both men grabbed their heads as they pushed them to the floor to keep balance, roaring out loudly in the arena to declare an explosive win in the match and over their bodies.

The cumshots continued on for minute after minute. Ramona and Scarlet laid there moaning on the floor, having lost track of time entirely. Any semblance of a second was replaced by a new tsunami of semen replacing it, forcing their stomachs to grow in size, rounding out from each fire. Each exit of ejaculate spewing out of their holes would only further spill into the mat, creating large puddles of spunk that stuck to them. The two women could only look at each other with fading vision and noise, with the gooey messes from Ignis and Diesel being all that separated them.

The two pigs eventually felt their cocks relax after several minutes of emission, softening to the relaxed insides of their partners. As they looked to each other in the ring, satisfied with their work, they reached out their opposite hands to give a brotherly handshake before pulling out a final time, letting their work flow out in droves before them. The bell loudly rang as the audience had also mostly climaxed, leading them to look back at the chaos they had created.

"AND THAT'S IT, FOLKS!!! THE PASSION MATCH IS OVER!!! DIESEL AND IGNIS HAVE WON THE TOURNAMENT!!!" the announcer yelled with an energy that only happened when victory occurred.

They did it. They had won.

As the two sighed in relief, sitting on the floor in exhaustion and pride from the victory, Ramona and Scarlet breathed for the air they had lost from the match, eyes closed as they savored the warmth of the males' accomplishments. Wasted and drunk off the lust they felt and were given, they laid on their sides now, completely satisfied.

As they drifted off into the world of slumber, they felt comfortable against the floor of the mat, letting their minds dream of the two men that had broken them. In the reality they laid asleep in, though, a change was forming. A change that couldn't be seen with the naked eye, but nonetheless, was big enough to affect them. As the two dreamt away, the mixture of semen that Ignis and Diesel had delivered to their wombs was acting upon their duties, containing millions, potentially billions of sperm from their unloaded balls. Each one was swimming to the prized collection of eggs that remained in their bodies as the loads sloshed around in there. A direct line of them were like hunters seeking their prey, waiting to pounce before they could escape.

As they swam deeper and deeper into their bodies, they found their mark, many ova present inside both the Flareon and the Houndoom. The swimmers attached like magnets, and pierced through the eggs with ease, letting each take its prize and fertilize them. Both the Emboar and the Pignite gathered a good amount of fertilized eggs inside both women, letting their sperm do the remaining work as they rested in their victory. The two defeated in the ring were now knocked up, fated to be pregnant in the upcoming months of their lives.

As the last egg in Ramona's womb was fertilized, she woke up on the mat of the ring, eyes slowly opening to the sight of the Houndoom still asleep beside her. She groggily pushed herself up off the ground, wincing a bit as her arms remained sore from the match.

"Ughhh…" she grunted out as she arched her spine backwards, stretching in an attempt to relieve her aches. Noticing Scarlet still asleep on the floor, she shook the Houndoom slowly, letting the Houndoom, now half-asleep, arise from her position off the floor.

"Wh… whuh?" the Houndoom replied in her daze, wanting to immediately go back to sleep. "Five… five more minutes…"

"Scarlet. Wake. UP! "

Ramona shook the Houndoom more forcibly, getting her to shake her head and snap out of her dream state.

"H-huh? Oh… Ramona, it's you again… where… where are we?" Scarlet said, looking back around her environment.

"I think we're still in the arena, but… everyone's gone," Ramona replied, noticing the lack of other Pokémon in the stands.

"Ehh, not exactly, sweethearts~" a familiar voice replied from the announcer's desk, getting off of typing on his phone. It was Diesel, the Pignite that had wrecked both of their worlds. Ramona looked to him as she began to sit in the middle of the ring, blushing hard after what had seemingly happened, feeling something touch her hand.

"H-Hey, Diesel, where is everyone?!" Ramona yelled out to him confused, not remembering much of what had happened after the fight.

"It's OK, hon, no need to worry," Ignis responded calmly beside him, walking to his wife from the corner of the ring once he got up. "Uh, needless to say, you two were knocked out for a while, like… a couple hours. We won the passion match, talked to the announcer for a bit, did some autographs…"

"Yeah, I even met a Pichu gal who wanted to join the ring herself to kick my ass! Seems I got a new mate~" Diesel replied in a braggadocious manner.

"…Yeah, but basically we let you two rest while the ring cleared out. The janitors are just cleaning up the stands for tomorrow. Apparently we got a lot of people excited, more than we bargained for."

Scarlet got up herself, seeming a bit disappointed.

"Missed out on signin'? Damn… Hopefully there's a next time," she replied with a sigh, noticing Ramona still on the floor. "Hey, uh, Ramona… you might want to get up."

Ramona looked down to the touch that she felt on the floor, sticky and viscous. It seems the janitors hadn't cleaned up the mess that the wrestlers had made themselves.

"Ghh!" she yelled out, quickly shaking off her hand as Ignis supported her and her cumflated stomach off of the ground, both of them looking at the puddle of semen below. "Arceus, if the janitors are so 'good' here, they should've cleaned that up too!"

Diesel cracked up, a smile forming on his face as Ignis looked back embarrassedly. Ramona raised a brow, placing her hands on her hips as she looked at him.

"What? What's so funny?!"

"Uh, nothing, honey! They just wanted to not disturb your rest, was all…" Ignis said, glaring a bit at Diesel.

"And you're not going to tell 'em the other part?" Diesel replied as he stood up from his seat, approaching them. Ignis looked at him with more fire…

"What other part?" Ramona inquired, looking at Ignis even more dumbfounded. The Emboar sighed, knowing he couldn't hide the fact.

"…Fine. We said we'd all clean it up to save the janitors some of the work in the stands," he stated matter-of-factly, keeping his composure the best he could.

"Oh, Ignis…" Ramona said while rubbing the top of her forehead, knowing the Emboar was too kind for his own good.

"M-Me?! Diesel agreed to do it, too!" Ignis spouted back.

"Ah, but it was your idea originally, wasn't it?" Diesel retorted with a pat to the back, causing the Emboar to blush profusely in shame.

"…Well, either way, we have to stay a bit longer to help out. It shouldn't be too long though, we just gotta mop up the mat and the floors outside the ring. That's all," he replies, the Flareon sighing in response and hugging her husband.

"I don't think it'll be as bad as we think, Ramona," Scarlet said, approaching the trio to make it a group of four once again. "In fact, before we do, I say we amp up our spirits a bit. We had a fun time… and we can probably have more~."

"And make more of a mess on the mat? No thank you," Ramona disagreed, shunning the idea of more sex.

"Who said the mess was just on the mat?" she said, pointing to Diesel and Ignis.

"What do you mean- oh," Ignis looked at his and Diesel's flaccid cocks, seeing they still had cum on them from the match. Diesel smirked in response to the idea Scarlet was suggesting, wanting to help amp the group up. He squeezed Scarlet's shoulders in response, making her giggle seductively, as he looked at Ramona.

"Y'know, she’s got a point… Our cocks could use a cleaning from two very sexy women~" Diesel said, rubbing his cock against Scarlet's hip. Ramona looked to Ignis' cock with his load on it and blushed profusely, knowing she herself was full of the spunk that stuck to him. She sighed in response to the Pignite's request, knowing she couldn't leave them hanging again.

"…Fine, but on one condition. Only cleaning. Got it?" she said, looking at both men.

"Yes, ma'am!" both men responded, Diesel smirking at the thought as Ramona and Scarlet squatted to the ground. The Houndoom was already eagerly licking the testicles of the Pignite, which were particularly dripping with his nut. Ramona looked up to her husband softly, with him giving a soft smile of encouragement as the Flareon did the same, exploring the bottoms of his balls as they bounced on her tongue.

The two continued on with the tidying of the mess the group had created on their cocks, Scarlet going further and licking the bottom of the shaft, twirling her tongue around Diesel's base lovingly. Ramona was more straightforward in her licks, going up and down Ignis' shaft from each side as she cleaned him up.

The Flareon felt her tongue taste the salty substance of both Diesel and Ignis, knowing that she, even though not wanting to say it, had felt thankful for the both of them. The former had helped her out of a scary situation and, while a bit cocky, had introduced her to a new world of sexual gratification. The latter, the man that she had loved so much throughout her life, had accepted her place in the ring, encouraged her, and even joined in himself to support her, in his own special way. As she finished licking the tip of his cock, she began thinking to herself that maybe this was the life that she wanted to live.

As the two finished up the cleansing of their respective cocks, Scarlet panted and kissed Diesel once more on the cheek, whispering to him softly, most likely about her wanting a rematch in an actual bed later on. She saw the Pignite chuckle in return, affirming his agreement to whatever they were discussing.

Ignis looked back to Ramona as she stood up, holding her hips softly. He smiled back to the Flareon, kissing her on her forehead as she sank into his belly a bit, feeling his cock throb a bit more against her. Instead of looking down upon it, she smiled in his gut, knowing that she had enjoyed herself despite the twists and turns her route took.

In her own way, she had won.

"Ready to clean, Rammy?" he said softly, chuckling and looking at the cum puddle on the floor beside them.

"…Yep," she replied, ready to go get the mop outside the ring and support the crew that was working tirelessly, where the audience once was. Before she could head out, though, she went back to Ignis and whispered one last time to him: "Want to have some more fun after this? At home?"

"Of course, Rammy."