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The Tag Team Tournament Part 1

Three tournaments. This was to be the third tournament in a row after inviting the first group of powerful scaled beauties to her island for what was supposed to be an annual event. The first was had been nothing but the most lovely women covered in scaled bodies allowing their busty bodies to shine throughout the event. Then the furred covered women showed up demanding to be included in their own tournament. Like the gracious host that she is the blue dragoness that ruled this place gave them what they wanted which was only a chance to prove themselves. Unfortunately with two tournaments being answered back to back it opened up a single question as to who was really more powerful among all the ladies here. It'd been a week since that question was asked and without so much happening across the island as grudges were answered, ladies left back to their lives, new faces showed up, and disturbing magic broke out across the land, she was finally able to finish the roster to list the fights for this new tournaments.

The display of it was tall, huge thanks to the massive number of people that were now here, but as many of the contestants looked on the stain of confusion seemed to spray across her face leaving her with a confident chuckle before speaking up to explain it. Sumethil would never claim that she was superior to others. More beautiful, stronger, far more powerful, all of these things were simply true, but superior? No. When she talked, though, she did so with the firm authority of someone who didn't simply own an island, but as someone who had earned the right to rule over it against both skill and odds alike.

"Ok, ladies!" She said, speaking up loudly, "As you can clearly see, there are a LOT of you. So I had to separate you all into teams just to make this tournament possible. The teams are assigned at random along with the matches so if you don't like your team mate then that's just too bad."

The murmurs picked up, soft discussion breaking out of some people disliking this approach while others favored it. Teaming up meant that they'd have to rely on someone else, but it also meant that matches wouldn't take forever to get to. Ultimately this was the best approach to such an extensive roster of women, but that didn't mean that a few of them would accept their assignment as a real partnership. Nobody left, though, and this told the royal dragoness that even those disgruntled by such a decision would ultimately accept it thanks only to the fact that it at least provided them with the fight they were looking for.

Summy could tell that none of them were set to leave the island and so chose to continue her speak, the first step was the same as always to begin a fight and while the last two tournaments started their matches on the beach because of tradition this one would take place at the steps of this ruined temple right in front of her regal throne.

"These matches are set in stone, and the first among them is going to set the mood for the rest of the tournament. That's why I'm proud to announce that the first team is going to be the dark and dangerous monster warrioress, a strong subject to our people, the always arousing Zinogre, Harley. She'll be teaming up with a delicious new chocolate colored dragoness who's very ready to rumble. The beautiful and calculating Cocoa."

When both women stepped forward Harley turned her red gaze to look over this new fighter. This monster woman hadn't fought a huge roster of women in her time and didn't know this one at all, but the size of her, the bust, the lines, the lovely curves, it was quickly clear that this dragoness had fought through quite a few battles in her time to get here. It made her every bit a skilled fighter as this silent warrior that closed the distance near her newly formed partner so that they could wait for their opponents to be called out.

"What are two fighters with nobody to fight, though? Next on the list are two lesser known fighters that like to keep their matches much more private. A skilled and amazing white cow named Bhadraa, perfect for her size, her curves, and her desire to dominate. Her partner for this tournament? A gator that even managed to slip under my radar despite her strength and fury. A warrior of the old world and one that stands strong against the test of time. Emerald."

The light brown horns that started at the top corners of Cocoa's head ran a set of three down her jaw line as she turned every one them along with her head to see the two stepping through from this crowd. Harley would walk up to join her, making sure to keep close to this battle partner and quickly trusting this lesser known dragoness to watch her back through this match. The black outer and deep grey under scales that covered the length of her long tail would move against the sunlight as it rolled over the sparkling crystal ocean and further shine against her scale and furred bits that perfectly continued their partner of smooth, glistening, curviness coupled with the soft touch of fur tufted in just the right places. Cocoa's bends and softer places were every bit as impressive, the shine of her darker brown outer body easily met well with the light brown areas of her throat, chest, and hips Even the area over her eyes held this one giving her a very perfect chocolate display that made her simply delightful while countering the shade given to her eyes by the neck length strands of thick hair.

When Bhadraa stepped forward the confident smile locked on her lips. It was the showing of someone that had fought plenty of people before. Dragons, monsters, mammals, it didn't matter to her as long as the fight was good and she had a chance to really push her talents to the limit. This bovine didn't see this as just some "fight" or some "challenge". To her it was a chance to test where she was against other fighters, people she might care to refer to as her peers. If she could stand strong against this couple then she would be able to stand strong against others, and while most of her exploits utilized her talents in larger matches, she knew that even here on this island it would be near the same. Her color was as white as snow, as pale as a mountain top, with the only color shining through being this flesh toned muzzle that all cows had. She didn't have the spots or open designs of other bovine like her, but she preferred it this way. There was nothing about her body that was distracting to take away from the strong showing of her body, nothing that could hide the curves of her thick and juicy breasts leaving her to demonstrate her purpose here with nothing more than her knuckles curling against her powerful hips. This cow was ready for action.

Emerald was much the same, but where her partner had a look of full confidence about her the gator girl looked at these two with a narrowed disdain. Her color was also a bit dull, only holding the green color of her people with simple black spines that ran in a two of two down the length of her back. Her body was strong, built, her thick bust went well with the size of her wide divinely built hips, and more importantly that thick and powerful tail slapped at the stone steps to demonstrate nothing more than the impatience this woman had for the call to start this match while keeping herself controlled enough to wait. She didn't have hair like the other three, no luscious strands rolling down her back for any reason, but it wasn't common for her kind to have such things. Even here she was starting to determine just what it would take to fight off two women with relative magical powers, a dragon and a zinogre, but that thought was ended when the soft glow of the magic dampening stones would once again ignite after their long rest.

With so many ladies on this island the columns hidden throughout would have to stay for a while, but there was no doubt that they'd need a break at some point between each round giving these women free access to one another each time a full line of fights ended. For now these ladies would be able to prove themselves on the field of battle, their feet bringing them further up the steps just a bit so that rather than fighting on a jagged stair case and could instead focus their attention on the fight across the mostly flat surface of the temple floor.

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The heavy taps of clawed feet smashing against the stone floor of this temple called out easily as the green gator girl barely bothered to wait for this island queen to give them the signal to begin. Emerald didn't much care for delays and was trained that when she saw an opponent in front of her that her drive should be to take them down instantly. The focus of this sudden and immediate charge was the greyed furred monster girl who's half-scaled body was folded around that strong shoulder forcing her to lean forward as this reptile would lift the zinogre off of her feet. The next few steps that were placed carried this woman easily to continue her charge before a loud and hollow fleshy thud could be heard from Harley's body impacting the thick remains of a half fallen pillar that still barely managed to stay upright only due to the loss of most of its weight laying across the floor beside them.

"Harley!" Cried the chocolate brown woman who's eyes widened from her partner being carried away right as the fight began.

By the time Cocoa turned her gaze back to the only other woman here she could see busty white furred bovine already inches from her. Hands that lifted in defense where quickly gripped, fingers passing across fingers as the strong build of this cow pushed the dragoness backwards with brown feet rubbing across what was once a floor to this mostly opened building. Foot by foot Bhadraa forced her back, this dragoness caught off guard by surprise until she'd finally tense up to dig her clawed feet into the stone slabs and stop this progress in its tracks. A deep and harsh growl passed between them, their bodies showing their strong muscled strength while palms crushed down against palms to try and apply any pressure that they could manage.

"Nice surprise attack, bitch!" Cocoa called out threw her gritted teeth.

The words only made Bhadraa smirk with an open scoff, "Not my fault you're not paying attention."

The strain became tighter and with it their grunts rolled freely from their lips in between their harsh growls, but the more they pushed the closer their bodies got leading to the moment when both felt a shock of hot and bothered pleasure burst through their bodies with the sensation of their nipples finally licking at one another in complete surprise. The shudder that it forced through their figures left them shooting their heads back which only caused their bodies to crumble into one another as their thick, juicy, puffy breasts smashed together like two balls of clay fighting to melt the other into it's existence. Their figures remained strong, their muscles tense and ready to fight back, but every movement that they made would leave their hefty tits to figure grind and rub in place against one another and this drained them faster with every pant that passed through their lungs.

Harley didn't know much about her partner Cocoa, but did know that the woman in front of her was starting this fight off at full force. It put the zinogre woman on guard, but while she went to try and lift her hands for any level of defense this gesture was greeted with Emerald releasing her body just long enough to swing two powerful fists in on either side of her grey scaled breasts. The sudden pressure collided them together, smashing them down instantly between two hammering blows that forced Harley's head to lean back in a loud and thunderous roar that clearly mixed the heavy amount of pain with an overwhelmingly sultry amount of pleasure. The hits alone forced her already thick nipples to puff out from pressure alone which only allowed this gator girl to roll her wrists around these newly hard delights and give them a good squeeze like knobs on a radio. The twist that followed caused Harley's body to shake, her mind fogging and her tail lashing down at the floor to scratch it with the sharp and iron hard spines that rose from its edges.

If this zinogre wanted to keep in this fight, wanted to be part of it at all then she was going to need to fight back, was going to need to do something to get this bitch off of her so that she could help her partner deal with the very equal force of that cow that seemed to be giving her trouble. For now she couldn't even think of fighting off Bhadraa, not while Emerald was playing her voice like a poorly turned guitar one hard flick at a time. Harley was a warrior herself, strong, powerful, monstrous, and with the rise of her long tail she'd pass it right between her own two legs so that the tip would make a clear and decisive impact against a surprisingly puffy green scaled slit. The two curved spikes that headed this tail would would land like a double upper-cut aimed for a central point and lead Emerald's voice echoing across what remained of this once preciously built temple. It wasn't enough of a stun to stop the gator's assault, but was enough to freeze her up so that the draco-wolfess could grip hold of this woman's wrists and pry her free. A slight push and a fast twist would quickly drive her back before forced her face first into the same pillar that she'd forced Harley against only moments ago. This gave Harley time to deal with a certain bovine going after her assigned partner.

"Hold on, Cocoa, I got this." She spoke out, calling to her friend who was locked in this trance of rubbing her tits long and hard against her opponent while trying to keep those hands from descending down on her.

"I don't think so!" The gator called in a shaking voice, green arms wrapping around Harley's grey body as the zinogre woman was lifted from the temple floor entirely.

This dark woman wouldn't have time to miss the floor, however, as the further and further lean of this reptile's body soon introduced the back of her head against it once again leaving the brown dragon on her own to defend herself once again. Cocoa knew that she needed to find a way out of this, that her entire fight couldn't just be a test of strength met with their tits crushing together until someone finally won. The strength was the same, though, their bodies similar enough in curve and size that getting some kind of advantage would be impossible if she was simply looking to overpower this woman. Cocoa needed strategy and with the fast swing of her dragon tail she'd bring the around the back of Bhadraa's body to hook around the front of the cow's throat and peel her off of this brown body to finally separate their lovely figures. This bovine wasn't without her own tactics, though, and with a bounce off of one hoof her other leg was able to lift a knee straight up into the underside of that beautiful, plump brown right tit.

The dragoness's eyes widened harshly as her lovely brown breast was crushed in place right in front of her, the pain that arched through her figure leaving her shaking while the white bovine lined up her next merciless strike even as Cocoa's tail fell away from her throat. The jump came again, that knee rising fast with every intention of distorting her lovely draconic tit against the hard bit of her strong and powerful leg, but this time the dragon was ready. Cocoa's hand came down as that knee rose up, her palm flattening against the top side of that thigh in order to stop its path. It was only then that this long tail would try for an all new hook, aiming towards Bhadraa's planting ankle so that with a single tug it would jerk her her footing out from under her and leave this white bovine tumbling down against the ground with this brown dragon quickly dropping on top of her.

"Get off of me!" The cow called out with that plump and round butt resting on her toned abs, but she wasn't the only one screaming these words as Bhadraa's tone matched the zinogre's in harmony.

Harley had never really recovered from that suplex that planted on the back of her head. She hadn't even had time to get back up to her feet before this gator woman latched onto her once again. This time when Emerald reached around her it wasn't for some devastating throw, but instead to simply sink her claws fingers into the soft and cushioned flesh of those big, fat, round, breasts. Each hand found its own awaiting tit, but those fingers sunk in instantly due to the softness of these natural pillows leaving only the backs of her green hands to show that her grip was there at all. Even as this draco-wolf tried to break free from the gator's tight grip there was no way that she could hide her gasps or moans. Even when Emerald could feel that pert and hard nipple tracing against the inside of her palm as it grew even harder all she could hear was the staggering hidden grunts of pleasure that flowed from this monster's breath. It was a sound that made her grin, one that showed the weakness of this zinogre woman and only drove her to sink those fingers in further while she kept Harley down on her hands and knees.

"You're not getting up. Not until I'm done with you, bitch." The reptile told her, almost hissing through her teeth as she spoke with depth and authority, "I'm going to enjoy finishing you off..."

With a swing of her thick, green, gator tail it's rigged spine reared back quickly to get itself into penetrating position. A single forward thrust would allow her to jut that strong muscle at ramming speed, but all she felt against it was the solid wall of light grey fur over dark grey scaled flesh as Harley's own tail defended her from such an obvious attack. This reptile was surprised, but then quickly confused as she looked towards the sight of those red eyes staring back at her with a confident smirk over her lightly panting lips.

"You didn't really think it would be that easy did you? I've been through too many of these tournaments to fall for that one." The zinogre announced with a confident tone in her voice, "You also forgot the most important thing about me. I'm not just a fighter... I'm a monster."

That flat zinogre tail whipped fast, shooting straight back along the length of the gator's thigh, quickly it's tip would roll past her knee, her shin, and straight down to her ankle so that with a sharp spin on either side that foot would be pushed backwards, forcing her to loose her footing so that there was no resistance when the monster woman forced her body up to her feet with this gator still clinging at her breasts from behind her. The strong dark grey woman reached a hand up easily, holding Emerald by the back of her head so that with a snap of her shoulder leaning forward the gator would find herself holding nothing and her spine bouncing off of the stone floor of this ruined temple as she was made to look up at the sun above them. Only the shadowed figure of her opponent would be there to block this burning ball in the sky as well as her foot pressing against the side of Emerald's cheek while Harley stepped on her face a bit.

"You underestimate people too much." The zinogre lectured her, finally turning her attention back to her partner to see if she needed help.

As Harley turned her eyes she did so just in time to see that quick motion of a white blur slam into her body. The force alone shook her thick and juicy bits as the monster was made to topple, her body falling backwards and rolling across the slabs of floor only to stand up straight again at too great a distance to be able to make any kind of counter attack. This zinogre could feel herself growling, her eyes narrowed as she was so sure that she had her part of the fight in the bag only to be interrupted by this bovine warrior that she actually did know a little about, but only in reputation. It was when a certain chocolate colored dragoness charged towards them shouting that Bhadraa wasn't going to get away so easily that Harley's eyes widened. She quickly moved towards them herself, but didn't have time to even move before she saw Emerald pounce the dragon from behind, a hand wrapped around the front of her throat to keep that brown head turned up and looking at her. Fat, heavy, beautiful green tits pressed tightly against Cocoa's back, and another hand dancing terribly close to the danger zone that was this dragoness's nether area.

"Try to stay on guard this time, Emerald. I'll take care of Harley myself." The cow said, drawing a growl from the gator's lips a she watched the white bovine walk away from her.

Emerald didn't have time to focus on the white cow, she'd get her later when they had some alone time, but for now her attention had to be on the squirming brown dragon she had her arms wrapped around. "It's really nothing personal, cunt. I don't want to think that Bhadraa wore you down for me, but if I finish you off quickly then I can get back to taking on that slut of a partner of yours."

Cocoa's body shifted and turned, trying to break away from this hold as she reached her hand up to attempt in vane to pull that hand from around her throat. She wasn't being choked, not even limited thanks to the tight hold that she'd found herself in, but she was being toyed with as that other hand sunk lower and lower on her body, tracing her scaled flesh down towards her hungry slit. When those digits finally pushed in on her swollen folds this brown body nearly jumped in place, one finger finding itself easily within her body. The twist and bend that this finger made caused the brown dragoness to groan out due to the pleasure torture that it was forcing on her, but even as her lets shook from this touch she wasn't going to simply give in. With a hand around her throat and the other at her heated leaking slit Cocoa would bring her lift her vacant hand out in front of her so that with a backwards thrust she could drive that elbow straight into this green reptile's exposed ribs. The hard hit alone may have caused Emerald to cry out in pain, but it also forced her hand to release that throat as the other was peeled effortlessly from this dragon's deep depths.

The fast twist of Cocoa's body brought that tail around once again, the edge of it slapping across this gator's emerald face to jerk her head to the side. By the time this reptile woman turned her eyes back to her draconic opponent it was too late to react to Cocoa embedding her shoulder straight into Emerald's rather toned, but soft stomach. The lift that followed was simply to bring the gator off of her feet before the hard slam that followed would plant this reptile down into the stone slab of the floor once again. Emerald's hands lifted, wanting to push this woman off of her, wanting to get back into the fight, but when those brown digits laced with her own the dragon sitting on her body had little trouble keeping the gator's elbows pressed to the ground even as Emerald tried to push back against her dragon strength and gravity itself.

"You've caused enough problems, bitch. I'm not letting you up." Cocoa snarled down to her, making sure that this gator was securely pinned in place before that brown tail lifted up behind her.

When emerald saw that tail vanish behind this chocolate colored dragoness's body once again she felt a sudden and aching pain in her heated slit not even a second later. The loud slap that echoed across the remains of this ruined temple caught quite a few eyes turning to look at them even as that tail came back into view only to slam back down once again. The echo sounded once more leaving Emerald's head to lean back in almost a hissing howl of pain and pleasure, but this time when that tail vanished it stayed vanished. The gator didn't know what to make of this, but was soon shown that it was far too early to relax when that tail forced its way into her inner walls, her eyes being made to widen as it sunk in deeper and deeper with a very visible bulge showing up due to the thickness of that tail alone.

Cocoa had finally gotten the upper hand over the green gator woman, but the chocolate colored dragoness's partner was still having a much more difficult time with her own opponent. She wasn't suffering, but she wasn't making any headway either leaving both in yet another stalemate that forced a loud grunt of breath to flow from their lips like a hard bursting of a balloon. Arms flexed to just for the sake of swelling their muscles while they struggled to try and tighten their grip around one another tighter than it already was. It was a tight hug, that left their thick, large, juicy breasts to slosh and roll in place while they fought for any level of comfort due to these big tits being crushed down against their own chests. Softness smashing softness into its tightest form leaving not even a jiggle to escape them as they strained and struggled to find any space between them to tighten their arms past full strength.

"ugh.. You.. cunt.. I'm going to... enjoy fucking you into submission." The bovine said, her teeth grinding as she felt air being forced from her lungs.

"No going... to.. ah... happen, bitch." Harley retorted with as much effort as she could squeeze out.

It was a clear stalemate, one that kept them locked up against one another. Those thick and fluid filled bags at the front of their chest swelled widely in every direction and even pressing up against their own throats to keep their heads away from one another. the shiver that this caused ran down their backs from their shoulders down to their lower hips only to rise back up again as their muscles started to ache. The constant tensing left their bodies beginning to fail, but even as her muscles started to ache and burn the zinogre wouldn't give up this fight. It was clear that their bodies weren't going to hold out and so with a downward slap of her arms she'd bring her palms against Bhadraa's hands to force them off of her before leaning in fast to bury her spiked shoulder of grey fur and greyer scales directly into the bovine's body. A loud grunt filled her voice, but by the time this busty white cow landed on her back the draco-wolf would be standing over her. That flat and spike-rimmed tail would come down quickly, the two large points at the tip coming down on either side of her throat to pin her neck in place while Harley ground her heel into the softness of that already swollen and ready slit.

"End of the line, Cow." She'd tell the trapped woman.

That foot was dirty, but the grime under it only added a layer of roughness and texture as it rolled back and forth across the surface of this exposed slit. Small circles, simple motion, an easy pattern all made for a fast and repeatable grind as her foot sunk deeper into those folds that were now starting to dampen and wash the sole of this heel. If Bhadraa didn't fight back then the fight would be all over, but with a quick lift of her leg to slam into the side of this zinogre's knee Harley was made to stumble, made to step off of her prey. It was only then that the bovine fighter would take this spike forked tail and pull it from around her neck so that with monster tail in hand she could force herself up and onto her feet in order to bring that flat tail hard against Harley's own throat. The push alone would drive the zinogre woman back, make her stumble until she was caught by the cold surface of a solid stone pillar helping to hold her up. That deep gasp that followed allowed her to take in some air just before it was cut off entirely by the sharp spines alone the rim of her tail scratching at the sides of her neck.

Bhadraa had nothing to say, not wanting to spoil the sight of this struggling monster girl with words as she leaned in to choke the fight out of this woman, but this was a sight that she'd never get to see as two chocolate colored arms rose up from behind her, lifted around the front of her shoulder and allowing her to feel the thick and juicy soft feeling of two breasts crush against the back of her white spine before she was pulled back. Harley was given a moment to catch her breath while her opponent tripped over her partner leaving both to fall backwards, but that iron grip of a full nelson would remain firm all the way down leaving the zinogre to descend as well with a hand pressing against this bovine's already secured shoulder and the other hand sliding easily into the juicy depths of that succulent and slick cunny.

"Ugh.. No fair!" She cried out after now that she was being doubled teamed, wondering where her partner was only to see the panting and groaning gator laying on the stone floor squirming every now and then.

It was only then that she'd realized her error. Bhadraa had been so focused on the fight that she hadn't even noticed her team mate was in trouble and now she was suffering the hot and bothering sensation of two fingers pushing their way into her hungry slit. Even against her will those lower lips would suckle and pull on those digits leaving her to grunt out even louder as her hips lifted, turned, swayed, and moved for the sake of trying to get away only to find herself locked in place. She quickly realized that there was no escape and this mighty cow was soon brought to shiver in place while the harsh man-handling continued even more intensely by the second. At first it was just two fingers pushing in and out of her sultry cunt, but soon she was feeling the twisting of that wrist, the spreading of the digits to stretch her walls, and skilled and delicate procedure to cross those fingers inside of her body leaning her to lean her head back in a deep and loud cry of pleasure and humiliation. It was only when she felt that tidal wave of juicy cream starting to build up against Harley's finger prints that she'd shudder completely and finally feel those flood gates open so that she could share the same fate as her partner that had been taken down by the powerful dragoness.

As the fluid gushed out, but Harley and Cocoa smirked to one another, the zinogre unable to ignore the fact that this woman had really come through for her in the end leaving her to acknowledge that this was going to be quite the entertaining competition.

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The very first match of any tournament was always the most difficult. It was the match that set the example for the rest of the competition leaving the two victors with a clear choice as to how much mercy they were going to be willing to provide to the two fighters that they'd managed to claim a win over. It wasn't such an easy thought, but before the question was even asked Harley turned away from the still panting and moaning bovine, leaving the cow behind so that she could turn her attention to the still scrambling and much more recovered gator that had given her such a hard time so early into the fight. The zinogre didn't consider herself cruel at all, but she did love getting revenge after the loss of a strong willed warrior woman. She loved to put them in their place and make sure that they remember exactly who she is.

With shining green eyes the scaled woman would only be starting to get her breathing under control when she saw the sight of this grey fur and darker grey scaled bitch standing over her, those judgmental eyes watching her every move to remind her instantly that she'd lost this one. Hands pressed against the stone floor, working to get her green feet under he body so that she could lift herself up, but Emerald never managed to get her feet as she felt a foot press against her strong and powerful thigh in order to keep her pinned down on her knees. The gator narrowed her gaze, anger filling her again without any remaining strength to back it up and with those dark fingers gripping the back of her hairless head this reptile would be pulled instantly into the nook where those thighs came together. The obvious scent of need, of lust, of heated wetness met the end of her nose and left that light grey tuft of fur to drag against the bridge of this gator's snout while those hips rolled from one side to the next. Emerald could feel the rage swelling inside of her, her body tense against the woman using her face like some kind of sex toy. Even the feeling of that liquid lust rolling past her snout didn't help at all to soften the anger that bubbled within her, but this was an expected result, something that she had no choice but to deal with now that she was on the losing end. Honestly, if their position was reversed then she'd be doing much worse to this monster woman.

"I'll get you next time, bitch.." Emerald said with her stern gaze locked on the woman above her, staring mostly into the underside of her large and luscious breasts, but still able to see that dominant glint in Harley's eyes looking back down at her.

"You're welcome to try anytime, cunt. You'll be put right back in the same spot, though."

The zinogre woman knew that this gator needed to be humbled, needed to be humiliated a bit in order to help teach her a lesson about taking her losses in stride. That was why when that grey foot lifted up she'd press the sole of it against the soft, plump, round, abused breast to force this reptile woman right back down against the ground on her back. Harley wasn't much for crushing, it didn't excite her, and so with Emerald looking up at her that foot would remove itself so that she could take hold of that green ankle. A lifting of this leg would spread the gator's thighs as well as her awaiting lips. When Harley brought her own juicy cunny down towards this green warrior's already soaked depths she'd only need to straddle Emerald's thigh and tail bring that pair of grinding hips to rub and roll in place.

Emerald's head instantly jerked back, her fingers curling against the surface of this stone floor while her shaking and shuddering depth felt that lower, nether kiss cause her back to arch in place. Normally Emerald could handle a little scissoring, could enjoy the sensation of one slit dragging across the surface of another, but she'd just finish releasing leaving this sensory overload to hit her like a lightning bolt to her system. It was pleasure, it felt amazing, but it was every bit as much torture and even as she started panting again the knowing grin of this zinogre woman would be easily seen smiling at this woman as she struggled to regain herself by any means. There would be no rest, though, no break, no time to recover and dull her still aching cunny mouth while Harley made sure to move as slowly as possible against him.

"Ahh!!" The gator cried out, her head leaned back fully against those stone floor while every breath she took shook those thick, mountainous tits.

The gasp alone forced this monster to giggle while she continued her merciless motions, "You seem to have a lot less to say now, don't you?"

It was a taunt, but one that Emerald couldn't even reply to as her body was being used like some kind of lesbian whore for the pleasure of this zinogre woman, the rolling circles already starting to bear down harder, starting to grind deeper, starting to move that little bit faster. It showed that Harley was getting into it, getting aroused by not only her win over this big mouthed woman but words that she'd simply stolen from Emerald's own throat. This gator was under her control, under her will, and that made the grey fighter very hot. Even when the zinogre rode this woman harder she could see those glowing green eyes roll into the back of her green head, her tongue rolling free from the corner of her mouth while that once dominant voice was reduced to nothing more than loud moans and heavy shattered cries of overwhelming pleasure. Harley could see all of this, could witness what she was doing and when her grey fingers reached up to her own large grey tits she'd squeeze them down, even her head folding back as she felt her breath starting to roll free in sharp gasps and fast moans.

It was only when she was at her peak that Harley would finally feel her body twitch, her back arch, her figure twist and bend all leading up to this draco-wolfess finally being able to claim her reward for such a hard fight by delivering a thick and creamy splash of wet monster cum to gush out and spray across Emerald's beautiful body. Her body twitched at first, but she wouldn't stop grinding, the longer that she rode this woman's lap the more of her fluid would burst from her. One wave, two, three, and finally with the fourth in a row she'd feel her figure fall back against the floor while her busty chest rose and fell rapidly in time with her shortened breath.

It was nice that Harley was able to have her bit of fun with the green gator, but the chocolate colored dragoness had her own hands full with what remained of the bovine fighter that had found refuge leaning against one of the many half remaining pillars that bordered this place. Bhadraa was shaking, her knees ready to crumble, but she wasn't down and the dragoness could respect that. With a smirk across her cocoa colored lips brown fingers wrapped around the back of this bovine's head so that when she twisted in place Bhadraa would be forced to follow. Cocoa found a nice sitting place on one of these fallen pillars, crushing her large and luscious rump against it as she leaned her back against the base of the pillar that this must have fallen from. And with a smirk over her chocolate lips a single leg would lift to rest on the stone column exposing that glistening slit for this woman to see.

"Well?" The dragoness asked softly, "Don't be shy. Show your winner a good time."

It was an invitation, a different tactic than the usual force that was applied in these after fight pleasure bouts, but that didn't make it any less humiliating. Bhadraa knew that she'd failed to pleasure this woman to completion during their fight, and now it seemed that she was being given a second chance under the condition that she accepts this dragon as the winner of their match. The embarrassment of her loss alone shown on her blushing cheeks, crimson red shining easily against the white coat of fur that covered her body.

This busty bovine warrior found two fingers reaching up into the depth of this awaiting body, her dual digits stretching against the inner softness of this squishy tunnel while filling it to her knuckle with the length of her fingers alone. Just one would give Cocoa a good moan, but the two together left her grinding her teeth as they squirmed and wiggled around within her figure. Bhadraa had to blush more, it was one thing to pleasure a woman while fighting her, but to do so as if ordered to like some harem slave? It drove the cow girl to a hidden rage, but she wouldn't stop, not yet. She'd lost, that much she knew and with her fingers plunging in faster by the second she knew the rules of those that lost these kinds of sex fights. The bovine wasn't about to back out on this, be labeled some kind of dishonor and not be trusted to continue these kinds of fights with the other ladies here. It was worth a bit of humiliation, a short time of pleasuring the winner of her match, if it meant getting her revenge if these ladies might fall later on. Revenge was always something that was more fun when it had time to brew into a fine tea.

Cocoa moaned deeply, those digits moving through her lady bits like a wild fire waiting to consume her. More and more they filled her, pushed against her soft depths, spread her as they separated, crushed her walls down as they crossed. Even the raking movement left her squirming her hips side to side while the hot bubbling pleasure continued to rise up the length of her spine. It was a simple motion, but sometimes it was the classics that were the best leaving the dragoness to already start panting under her breath. The sight of pleasure that wrapped her face showed that Cocoa was having a good time and that was why it became a greater surprise when her brown hand wrapped around that white furred wrist to pull those penetrating magic fingers from her depth. She was reluctant at first, not wanting to pull those digits from her hungry tunnel, but with a slow and slick motion the strings of creamy lust connected to that hand as it was pulled free finally. She hadn't cum yet, but she was planning to.

Only when the dragoness brought her other hand around the back of Bhadraa's neck did the bovine beauty know what was happening. This cow didn't even resist when she was pulled forward, her head being brought lower and lower until finally she could look down the length of that aching and pulsating cave. It shined with fresh need and even with just her breath brushing across it Bhadraa could see it twitch and tremble with anticipation. Without a word the bovine woman knew what was expected of her leading that thick, long, tongue to roll free from her lips to dangle down just off of her chin. The first lick was fun, Bhadraa could feel it vanish within the same tunnel that had been suckling on her fingers for the last few minutes, but it was that second that allowed her to take the nectar of this woman. It was sweet, delicious, and above all drove that tongue back down even faster to rack out more of that heated lubricant.

The panting would become harder, deeper, but even as she felt those rapid licks rubbing across the surface of her awaiting slit the dragoness was still holding on to herself just enough to keep this victory going that little bit longer. With each passing movement of that mouth muscle this grip that she had on her fluids started to slip, started to leak, started to show the cracks in her armor. This became even more obvious when her head rolled backwards to look up at the bright blue sky above her even as her hips rolled up and down in time with that nuzzling snout that delivered such a hot and flat tongue to worm its way into her aching pussy. That same tongue alone spread this dragoness wide, far wider than any pair of bovine fingers would ever have been able to. The stretching alone forced a loud call from her voice, made this chocolate colored dragon almost roar at the delightful sensation of it, but only when her still tight cunt started to crush back against that mouth muscle would Bhadraa's hard work finally pay off.

The bovine didn't even have time to pull away as she felt the sudden wetness of that slit starting to build up. The result that followed was a hard splash of thick and creamy dragon seed to burst through that tunnel and spray across the surface of this cow's lusty lips, snout, and cheeks. The hand that held onto her made sure that she stayed in place only releasing her after that final drop of her draconic geyser ran her pussy dry. With the bovine woman released she'd lift away, looking down at the pleasured, panting display of the dragoness still resting against that fallen pillar.

"Wasn't that a fun start to this tournament?" The voice came from behind the bovine woman leaving her to turn quickly in order to witness the blue dragon hostess smirking at the end result of this match with arms crossed over her ample chest, "And I think that there's going to be a lot more fun to come."

"When's the next fight?" Came the call from the crowd, many of them antsy about getting started and wanting to express their own talents to put this match to shame.

It was a question that forced a light chuckle from the island queen's breath her smirking lips showing her appreciation for their interest leaving her scratching her chin lightly as she thought about this. "I guess we might as well move on to the next one while these ladies clean up. Let's take this to the springs then. A nice bath fight might just be in order to help you eager bitches to cool off."

It didn't take much prompting, not much real effort or force, and with those who had already been here leading the way these four would lift their tired and worn down bodies to follow up behind them.