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Uninvited Tournament Part 31

The soft steps of her blue feet coming down on the stone that brought her up towards the fallen temple that had only just seen combat only minutes before and with every single step she took the always confident display of her her large, perky, beautiful butt would sway from one side of her hips to the next and find itself followed by that ever-moving tail. She could smell the sex and domination that had happened here, but she had an announcement to make that left her gloriously happy. A bright smile locked on her face as her hands clinched up tightly. Static began to wrap around her grip, passing from knuckle to knuckle before her hands lifted straight into the air so that a display of lightning could echo it's following thunder across the entire island. Every shot that she fired would blacken the sky as her lightning was bright enough to outshine the burning ball resting at it's highest peak in the sky. The firing of this from her hands drew the attention of every lady that had come here for both tournaments and left them starting to race their way towards her. There could be many reasons for why she might be firing off like this, but every single one of them knew the absolute truth that it was time for the final match of this amazing double tournament that they'd been participating in. Barianna had been given the honor of winning the last tournament that only happened earlier this week, but now it was time to decide who among the fur covered creatures would take home the furry tournament win. It was something that gave them glory, would give them honor, and most important of all would give them bragging rights over the other ladies for the rest of their lives. Every person here wanted to earn such rights, but now it was down to just the two fighters that had climbed their way into this final match and everyone was showing up to see it concluded.

There was no need for an introduction, everyone here had heard these names so many times before that every single person in this place knew full well exactly who the two fighters were. The movement of muscular, powerful, and busy golden lioness stepped through the crowd, her fur shining well in the light of the sun that was still growing it's way through the sky to try and eventually meet mid-day. The cool breeze that washed through the sands of this beach, coming up towards the stairs of that climbed the side of this mountain as Sumethil worked her way down towards those that had gathered. The fight tournament had started here, and this second one was going to end in the exact same place. The licking of water across the sands, the feeling of ever shifted ground under their feet, the solid bouts of cliff to one side, this beach was used a lot for combat, and there was a reason. This beach provided every advantage and disadvantage that any fighter could need to win or lose their fight here, and the sight of busty bodies fighting against the early day sky was something that would always be sexy to her.

Natasha's yellow ears flicked against her crimson locks, pushing those tresses out of the way as the sound of crushing sand came in from the other side of the crowd, The show of pure white, fur racing over a thickly busty body, covering her amazing figure with thick, milky, massive breasts that could rival even that of Natasha's while even their hips seemed to be the same leaving those blonde locks to find a white hand batting them over her shoulder just to expose those extra few inches of white fur to everyone else. Natasha was already prepared to tear into that lovely body, to hit it, scratch it, and dominate it in ways that she believed even Lilly had never experienced. This was a match that she'd been waiting for over a long while now, and one that both were going to cherish. Lilly wasn't a wall flower either, though, she'd seen her fair share of fights, and even off this island had won a good number of them. Both wanted nothing more than to see the other lovely lady panting at their feet and this was the chance to really show what they were able to do. Neither would be holding back, and both would be giving it their complete everything just to make sure that beyond any reason they were able to be the one still on their feet at the end of what was going to be a legendary match between two trained sexual warriors. The two looked on at one another, smiled at one another. They were ready to begin their fight, but held their attacks for now as both knew Sumethil would want to give one of her speeches and announce them.

"Ladies. Every single one of you have come to my island to test yourself, to better yourself, to show what your body could do against the beautiful figures of your rivals. Every single one of you are willing to fight with your full self to prove that you're best and while many of you have fallen to this tournament the last two still standing will now settle the score that was started at the beginning of all this. The strong, powerful, and clever brute feline fighter who has crushed her competition so far will now stand against an upset fighter, an underdog that has used her quick thinking and well trained tactics to climb the ranks with agility and talent. Ladies, I present to you your final match, your tournament closer, Natasha versus Lilly. Both have proven themselves skilled in these fights, but only one will be able to walk away the winner of this island's Uninvited Tournament. Both of you, good luck and you may begin."

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There as a fast lift of the sand behind this golden body, her every step digging into the ground at her feet and kicking it up just for the sake of adding to her speed. The attack was clear, it was obvious, but it was powerful and while this white squirrel lifted her arms to defend herself the feeling of that full on tackle hitting her figure forced her pale feet from the sand and left her whipping like a rag doll all the way down into the ground with a loud and well placed "ooofff" that was followed by sand starting to rain down around them. Natasha was coming in strong, unwilling to play around when this was the very final match of their tournament. Lilly knew of this lioness's strength, she knew just how powerful she was, and now she was trapped under that body as those razor-sharp-claw-extended hands darted down to wash her yellow fingers vanish into the soft, pillow-like cushion of those massive breasts. The feeling of it drew a loud cry from this squirrel, the very first of the final round, but even while her tits were being taken, squeezed, and treated so roughly by this brutish woman, Lilly wasn't going to quit. If Natasha was going jump straight into the down and dirty ground play then this pale rodent had no problem matching this. White hands reached up through the shaking which was caused by her quivering chest and instantly took hold of a thick tuft of those hanging crimson locks so that with a hard pull the feline would be made to yelp and follow the line of the pull until that weight toppled off of her and this blonde squirrel was able to spring back up to her feet while still gripping those red tresses.

The tight group that Lilly had on that natural leash, the crimson rope that was known simply at those lovely blood red locks of Natasha's hair simply gave her the chance that she needed to bring this lioness towards her. As this white squirrel stood over her that feline face was brought forward quickly by Lilly's tugging motion until her nose was made to be planted straight against the pale rodent's already warm and damp pussy lips. Natasha was made to take in her scent as Lilly held her in this dominant stance, but the golden lioness wasn't going to remain here for long. Another tug against her locks to try and guide this feline was met with another loud grunt from the now snarling Natasha who reached her strong arm up to wrap her golden digits around that white wrist, stopping Lilly in her tracks.

"You want to play with domination, huh?" She growled to the white rodent with her narrowed almost rage filled eyes, "You don't know what kind of hell you just jumped into."

Natasha's other hand rose up quickly, feeling her knuckles crushing instantly into Lilly's large, round, supple breasts to make them crush, make them shake, and most importantly of all force the squirrel to lose the grip that she had on that red hair. Once freed the lioness would instantly pull that white wrist, jerking Lilly along with it so that this woman's curvy body could be brought with her back facing the stronger woman's amazing figure. Usually Lilly started off fights with her tail in the action, but if there was anything this tournament had taught her it was that she had to think outside of such boxes and not use just one tactic which was flawed to begin with. That fluffy tail now found itself entering this fight, aiming to wrap around Natasha's body, but this lioness already had her where she wanted her and as soft as that tail was it wasn't going to be very good against the strong grip of this powerful feline. Those thick, golden, breasts crushed up against Lilly's shoulders, being made to flatten down a bit as those strong arms lifted up to grip those large and beautiful white mounds. Once again Natasha was on Lilly's breasts which left the squirrel to struggle and try to break free while her large dough was kneaded and rolled until those claw exposed finger tips gripped down on the very sensitive flesh that made up those very perky, rock hard nipples. Those claws wouldn't cut in, but the very feeling of the pain mixed with such pleasure forced those white cheeks to redden and her voice to call out like a wave washing over the sands that they were standing on.

Natasha could keep her nipple torture up all day, sliding her claw tips around those nipples to twist them, to bend them, and to occasionally give them just enough of a rest by digging at breast flesh so that when she went back to nipple-play they couldn't grow use to her attention. What Natasha also had in store, though, was the movement of her long, thick, tail arching around her figure, coming across in a wide movement around the side of her body so that when she swung that extra appendage back the other way it would impact against Lilly's hips like a tree branch, even leaving a loud slap behind for everyone looking on to hear. It was a hit that forced Lilly to pull her hips away, to slide them to the other side, but this proved to only open herself up for that tail coming back around for another hard hit to the other side. Over and over the lioness kept herself pinned against this woman's body, feeling her shivering and shaking in her grip while those round, pert, cheeks started to grow as red as the cheeks on her face. Every hit sounded out louder and Lilly knew that she needed to find a way to break free from this and get this feline bitch back for the humiliating position she'd been forced into.

Lilly didn't often find herself in a situation like this, her large, massive, breasts being handled so well and her butt being whipped by a thick and battering tail. It was a hold that she hadn't seen coming, but knew that she had to find a way out of. Her body had been struggling against it this entire time, but her attempts to pull away were only met with those gripping hands pulling her right back against those thick and lusciously round golden tits. Her hands lifted to try and pull Natasha's tight grip off of her, but even that failed as those claws sunk into her flesh to anchor tug at their breasts as she tried to force those claws off of her. The loud cries and grunts continued to flow from her body and finally there was only one option for her left. That thick, fluffy, white tail moved to lower itself, drooping a bit towards the ground in order to wrap around the back of Natasha's ankles so that when that golden tail would swing around to smack her on her still shaking, still quivering, abused white ass this squirrel could pop her hips backwards and slam her butt against the Natasha's hips. It was a hard enough hit that the feline found herself needing to step backwards just to balance herself, but thanks to Lilly's tail the strong feline wasn't able to find her balance and only managed to find the sand covered ground instead.

Shaking legs and heavy panting showed the state this hold had left the white rodent in, but now that she was released it was time to get her revenge. Natasha released a growl as she worked to try and push herself back to her feet, but that growl faded when Lilly lowered herself to this golden feline. Raising hands tried to stop that white squirrel's descent, but only found Lilly's fingers lacing between them before they were slammed back down against the ground. As Natasha struggled to break free Lilly lowered her large breasts down to crush her massive tits against the lioness's massive chest, smashing breast to breast, nipple to nipple, and feeling their small nubs roll, turn, and flick across one another in a way that left both moaning in a wave of heated grunts.

"Such a hot slut.." Lilly moaned down to her opponent, "You really do love feeling tits against you, don't you, whore?"

Natasha snarled a bit to this, fighting off a loud grunt and sultry moan as she continued to find herself pinned, "Tits? Is that... what you call those saggy jugs on your chest? I thought.. mmm... that it was just left over fat from your empty blonde head."

This comeback forced Lilly to narrow her eyes, it was clear that she didn't care for such a statement, "Well.. maybe you should get to know them better then."

Lilly lifted herself, peeling her large tits from those well crushed golden tits, but she didn't lift away from the feline and instead simply adjusted her massive breasts so that when she came back down all Natasha could see was darkness. The soft feeling of large, creamy breasts wrapped around her head, nuzzling into the sides of her cheeks so that only the red shine of crimson locks could be seen lifting free from the massive rack that was separating this feline from her ability to breath. Hands locked down to the sand, the weight on top of her forcing her to sink even further into it, and the fact that anyway she turned her head left her with just more and more massive tit to fight through. There was nowhere for Natasha to go, no way for her to break through this attack and already her lungs were beginning to burn, starting to ache for new and fresh air to be allowed into them. Smothering was a basic attack strategy for this sultry beauty, one that she loved to perform on these fighters and clearly had the massive breasts needed to pull it off. The soft fluffy fur of her chest made the perfect seal for preventing any air from coming in while she felt strained heated breath after breath rolling against the center of her chest as little by little that air passed from Natasha's lungs. Thanks to her very top weight those pinned hands would remained pinned and now Lilly could just feel the slow relaxing of muscles, the feeling of a person losing hope in their fighting skills and finally give in, but what this pale squirrel felt instead was that body tensing up just before that seemingly ignored yellow lioness tail whipped up quickly between those creamy white legs.

The immediate hit left Lilly barking out, her head arching back and the feeling of a thick feline tail pressing into her body. It was something that made her eyes widen and without even a moment of hesitation her white hand arched backwards to grip at it and pull it free from her sex, something that she didn't even realize she did until it was too late and her blonde hair was found in the concealed grasp of golden fingers. The fast and hard pull forced Lilly to call out, made her squeak from her hair being pulled, and while she was made to roll across the sand Natasha didn't take the opportunity to pounce on her. The lioness knew that she had to gain the advantage and simply rolling around with Lilly across the beach wasn't going to do anything, but if Natasha wasn't going to take this chance then Lilly certainly would as that fluffy white blanket of a tail arched around quickly to try and hook against the lioness's ankles. The hit that landed, though, wasn't of Lilly's tail forcing the feline back onto the ground again, but instead was of Natasha kneeling down to trap that swinging appendage under her. The soft smirk that rolled across that feline face showed that she had a plan, and even while Lilly rolled herself over to try and escape, to try and pull herself away from those hands that now gripped around her tail nothing would stop this strong lioness from making a half circle with the tip of Lilly's extra appendage and quickly hooking it around the front of that rodent's throat.

Lilly found herself being pulled back to her feet, her hands gripping her own tail that was being used to choke her while she felt her large white rump being pressed against by those golden, powerful, hips. When Natasha thrust her hips forward it would bring Lilly further against the bulk of her tail, her thick fur building up against the underside of her face while her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her blushing cheeks seemed to burn like fire. That squirrel mouth was open non-stop, as she gasped for breath only to feel something slithering up between her legs, to find that golden tail once again pressing against her delicate lips before it spread them wide so that it could wander her inner tunnel and leave those open lips calling out like a song bird. The feeling of her lungs erupting with her crying tone brought one of her white hands down to quickly grip at that tail, but it was already inside of her and even if it was unable to move back and forth the tip would still flick side to side, twist, turn and roll up a bit. This simply forced the rodent to release that tail and feel the thrusting motion of those golden hips drive it even further into her body like a fem-made cock. Lilly's attention was forced into two points, her body quivered and shook at the sensation of her figure being used, even her large breasts swayed hard with the feeling of that bucking force. The motion alone that would normally force her forward was halted by the tail wrapped around her throat, choking her into submission as she felt her tunnel being invaded more and more by that every wiggling extra appendage.

"What's the matter, Lilly? Cat got your tongue?" Natasha smirked softly, loving the feeling of having such control over the squirrel, but could already see those eyes starting to fade, that body starting to weaken.

If Natasha wanted to she could force Lilly to pass out right here, but then she wouldn't get that big finish that she wanted. As those golden hands released the grip that they had on that tail it it would instantly uncoil from Lilly's throat, and while this woman was no able to breath her strength wouldn't return to her so easily. That beautiful body found itself hitting the sand, her head spinning while those hands moved on to taking hold of her hips for the purpose of keeping her steady. Natasha may have released Lilly's neck, but she wasn't going to give up that pussy without a real fight as her tail continued to pump back and forth into her body. This squirrel gasped for air, her hands weakly clawing at the sand while she felt her lungs empty every few seconds just to deliver a call of lust and desire. At this point the tail was too deep within her to remove and Lilly was fighting against her own moaning voice just to take in any breath at all. As much as this rodent wanted to respond, wanted to taunt, wanted to stand strong it was clear by her quivering body that she was struggling just to keep her liquid lust inside of her. The beating of that fluid against her internal wall that was being knocked against by the full force of that thrusting, pulling, and spreading tail.

"You know, I always thought that gold looked good on white." The lioness made another confident comment, watching the shaking figure of the squirrel who was trying to grip and claw at the sand just to try and get away from her for even a second only to be pulled back by those yellow fingers that dragged her along the beach every time she got far enough away, "You're not going anywhere. It's time to end this."

Natasha never slowed down her thrusting tail, never broke rhythm even as she leaned forward over Lilly's body, once again crushing those large breasts against the back of her shoulder as she moved to bite down on the half circle of this squirrel's ear. Fingers wrapped around those large, thick, white breasts, scooping them out of the sand to crush them back against the ribs that they swung under, holding them tightly and kneading them just like she had at the start of this fight, coming back full circle into a kneeling version of the hold she had Lilly in at the start of this fight. The difference was this time Lilly's hips couldn't bounce back into Natasha, she couldn't even stop her hips from gyrating around that tail, from fucking it right back as her voice continued to call out loudly. Thumbs played over her nipples, the claw tips digging into it in order to pinch them even tighter and leave those shaking and quivering hips to do the only thing that they could at this point.

That tail could feel the tightening hold of that tunnel wrapping around it, the sensation of Lilly's pussy working to grip around that ever moving appendage just before it was torn free from the depths of that hot, well worked pussy. With the sound of Lilly's cries echoing from the cliff side even she couldn't stop the wave of her delicate creamy white fem-seed gush free from the depths of her pussy, squirting freely out over the sand to drench it between her legs and coat that now freed tail in her released lust. It was a sensation that left Lilly panting, her eyes rolled in the back of her head and the very moment that those hands were removed from her body the squirrel would collapse once again into the sand. Natasha had won, but even as those around them cheered for their new champion it was clear by her own lusty growl that she wasn't done with claiming her victory over Lilly just yet.

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Congratulations were in order, the crowd cheered loudly, but made sure to keep themselves off of the beach just yet so that Natasha could savor in her victory. This was the lioness's time to shine, her moment to release her won pent up lust and there wasn't a single person out here willing to stop her until she was done. She could see Lilly panting, the clear disappointment in losing the final match of the tournament obviously washing over her, but Natasha knew that she could make it up to this woman and get what she wanted out of her all at once. While the white squirrel rolled herself onto her back, laying there in the sand the sight of that sparkling peril white smile staring down at her left the white loser knowing exactly what was about to come. Natasha reached her hand down to the squirrel who only reached up to take it, feeling Lilly pulled onto those quaking and quivering legs that still weren't ready to be stood on yet as an arm wrapped around her pale body to once again crush their thick, large, massive, milky breasts together. Natasha knew that it was her right to dominate Lilly now, to pleasure herself using that squirrel who's place it was to submit and do as the winner wished.

Right now the squirrel felt those arms wrapped around her body, not squeezing her, not crushing her, just holding her which left her own hands to lightly grip at the front of those strong shoulders. Their breasts bent and folded into one another, but Lilly's voice didn't squeak out until Natasha leaned her head forward to gently kiss along the side of her neck, to leave small pecks up the length of it from the top of her shoulder to the side of her cheek. It was a feeling that forced Lilly's ears to fold back her already well used body to dampen all over again and her head to turn to meet those lips which were denied to her. Half closed eyes opened and panting breath halted just before one of those hands lifted from the small of her back to take old of her left hand from on top of that golden shoulder. With a strong grip these white digits found a new home between the powerful and muscular thighs of this lioness so that they could feel the damp, juicy, solid mound and without even a single spoken instruction they would fold their way up past those delicate lips to pleasure this feline victor.

"Very good. I like that I don't have to tell you what you should obviously be doing." She said with a soft grin against Lilly's still folded ears, enjoying the sensation of those digits dance, crossing, and pumping inside of her awaiting body.

Lilly had to bite her lip at this, knowing that she was to submit to this woman that had won her in this fight, but having a hard time denying that being taken control of was something hot to her, something erotic. When that other hand released her back the squirrel could feel Natasha pressing a golden palm down against her shoulder, lowering the squirrel slowly down to the sand once again until she was on her knees in front of that beautiful feline pussy. That hand still worked well within that tunnel, finger-fucking this lioness well with as much skill as she was able to deliver. Before that hand could even lift from her shoulder to roll its way to the top of her blonde head Lilly was already leaning forward, her snout already resting on her own palm and her tongue already gently caressing the sides of that exposed nub. Lilly's tongue bent around it, pushing it to the side, passing over it and then again from the other side before making small circles against that warm, juice covered clit. What started off as just her tongue playing against it found those pouty lips wrapping around the top and bottom to suckling gently on the bit of flesh while that tongue continued to dance circles against it over and over again.

The response that little could hear was that of gasps and moans, of loud grunts that filled the air and seemed to make that tunnel tighter around those digits, but what she could feel was her hair bring gripped tightly, held close in what could only be described as a strangle hold which did nothing more than keep Lilly locked in place against the building heat rolling off of that slit and straight into her face. The scent of need, of lust, of desire, rose easily from that pussy and drove this squirrel to lick even harder, to finger her even rougher, to pleasure the winner of their fight exactly the way that she wanted to be up until the point where that hand released the grip it had on that blonde hair and moved to push that hand free from her delicate slit. Lilly was surprised, curious, but continue to try and please Natasha the best she could as she worked to figure out what this lioness had planned for her next.

A single step forward brought this squirrel to lean back and when the golden lion fell to her knees it was with her glistening pussy hovering over the face of this squirrel who once again found herself on her back. Natasha straddled that face, pulled against Lilly's head to bring her lips against those pussy folds, forcing the squirrel to french kiss those nether lips as that delicate and agile tongue whipped and crashed through her awaiting body. Every shifting movement of her golden hips rolled that damp and creamy pussy across Lilly's face, brought her to feel the wetness over her cheeks and nose while this squirrel was made to reach up for those hips just to hold them in place long enough to kiss and lick against that awaiting depth. white hands clung to a beautiful golden butt, holding it steady as she drove her tongue in once again which left Natasha's hands reaching up for her own massive yellow breasts, gripping them, holding them, and squeezing them while Lilly did her duty as the sub of this very dominant feline.

Lilly could understand her winner's excitement, a tournament champion and ready to burst with the need that this squirrel had built up into her. It was something that made this squirrel smile brightly, made her moan and huff against the delicate tunnel that was hugging her tongue so tightly. The tip of her button nose even rolling across Natasha's clit one last time to rub it which finally sent this top woman into a writhing climax to burst the depths of her well worked pussy into a thick and hard wave of white fem-cum to squirt and spray down over that already white face. Lilly was made to drink what she could of this winner cum, was made to taste it and indulge in it, and to feel it wash over her snout, her cheeks, and even her her hair and neck. It was clear that this woman had been pent up for some time, had been waiting to feel the release that she'd been waiting for this entire tournament, and now finally was able to enjoy it as not only the dominant party of this little courtship between her and the beautiful cum-drenched squirrel under her, but also the winner of this entire tournament.

By the time she was able to feel her legs again, their shaking sensation quaking against the sides of Lilly's face, she'd lift herself up, leaning forward just enough so that the squirrel could make her escape. The playful nature of this rodent shined through when a white hand would swing up quickly to deliver a nice hard spank against the surface of that beautiful, lifted ass and forced a generous coo from the feline's lips as she smiled back over her shoulder towards Lilly who was rising up behind her. An extended hand reaching down for the now weakened lioness who took hold of it and allowed herself to be picked up and pulled into a tight hug.

"Good match, Natasha." She complimented the winner, happy to come in second place against a powerful and amazing lioness.

"You too, Lilly. You didn't make it an easy win at at all." Natasha mentioned back before the movement of furries and scalies started to crowd around them, moving from the sidelines into this field of battle to announce their own congratulations to the woman that had won this tournament and the runner up.

"Ladies!" Their blue hostess called out with a happy and joyous grin on her face, voices quieted down and turned towards the island queen who was standing on a rock as they all looked on at her, "I present to you your Furry Tournament Champion for this year. Natasha!"

Again the eruption of cheers rose in a loud sound of joy and laughter, their mentions of the fight as well as their own, each recapping what had happened throughout this tournament as hands were shaken, and hugs were passed on between each of these warrior women. All of them skilled in their own right and willing to go against one another once again if the opportunity rose, but for now enjoyed the conclusion of this tournament as the long process it had taken washed over each of them. Some had been on this island for days, others for weeks, and now with this tournament being over they knew that they'd need to return to the outside world, to their lives once again. It wasn't until the previous tournament's champion approached Natasha that voices would once again hush, would once more fall silent. One feline, a lioness, the other a half-feline, and their hands connected and shook, but it brought a very clear and obvious question, a very well standing interest that not a single woman here could answer.

"So who's the true champion?" the voice spoke out from the crowd leaving not a single one of them but the speaker to know exactly who had asked it while many of these woman vouched for the winner of their tournament, that Natasha or Barianna would clearly win in a fight because of one reason or another. The smile on those naughty red lips brightened even further as the discussion became louder, all of them disagreeing and proclaiming that their side was correct while Sumethil simply crossed her arms and looked over at the grinning image of Nyle's face.

"I guess the only way to know for certain which side is stronger is to have another tournament, wouldn't you say, Summy?" The red dragoness asked their host which left all heads turning towards the azure queen.

Sumethil had no choice but to smile, smirking at the clever dragoness that had sparked such a debate and so easily quieted it down. She could see the burning desire in their eyes, the sight of each of them wanting to prove themselves all over again and only now being able to see their chance to do so. It took every choice that this island queen had and left her with only the option to nod in agreement. "Yes. I suppose we'll have another tournament, but with so many of you here it's going to take at least the rest of the day to plan. Feel free to stick around on the island and make yourselves comfortable, or wait for the ferry to come back around to pick up those of you who simply can't stay."