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Cities often had the type of entertainment you were looking for whether that entertainment was something legal or not. If it wasn't legal, you just had to peek in the right places. The Underground Wrestling League sought to scratch a deep carnal itch that craved violence while attending to the desire and hunger to feel lust in every viewed action. Anything was allowed in the ring from weapons to poison and more just so long as you could get your opponent to submit by any means, whether it was a knockout or orgasm. Usually, it was a mixture of both. Knockouts led to orgasms and orgasms often led to the losers being plowed until they passed out. No one was forced into the ring, no one was pushed to do anything they didn't want to do and wrestlers and organizers alike caught a fair fee from customers and fans that desired to keep the ball rolling. At one point perhaps, the battles had been legitimate but the organizers and wrestlers found early on that they could earn so much more by stoking the flames of false rivalries and grand storylines while raking in the money from people who gambled far too much on the hope of a rigged match. An underground arena full of sex and questionable violence could survive much longer if only the right amount of blood was spilled at the right times. Of course, even if some had caught on, the people still gathered for the nightly events and tonight, the battle royale was going to be raging.

The sound of the crowd roaring for the ongoing match could be heard through the concrete dividing the main stage and the locker rooms. There weren't any separations between male and female rooms and so, the wrestlers preparing for the next match walked among one another, some nude and some already in costume. A particular one sat by herself on a wooden bench with her eyes closed, nothing on her body just yet as she leaned back with her legs spread. She was short with a chubby porcine body speckled with feline features like her paws and long tail. A mane of mossy green trailed her back, kissing the soft brown of her fur. Ihna sat there resting while listening to the sounds of the outside world bleeding into the locker room.

No one bothered her, no one even tried to flirt with her but she wasn't the only one being left alone. Every single wrestler who was going to participate in the battle royale were waiting for the sound of the final bell without disturbance, to hear that noise that would tell them their time was coming. Ihna breathed in and out, the sound of the crowd grew louder and louder while she kept on preparing for her time. It wasn't that she was nervous, it wasn't as if any of them were nervous. All of them were excited, anticipating the upcoming battle, trying not to psych themselves up too early for what might possibly be happening between their legs. Ihna herself knew she was going to dominate but also understood full well that her body was going to be used for the entertainment of strangers. It made her shudder just a bit to remember that all those eyes would be watching, waiting for her to fail and get fucked or to succeed and dominate some fool. Every single person aroused by her body and actions.

All ears twitched and raised as the sound of the crowd suddenly began to quiet down to a murmur that was difficult to hear through the walls. It signaled the end of the battle and as if to confirm their thoughts, the referee's voice on the microphone came loud and clear through every corner of the facility to announce the winner. Ihna breathed out and her eyes opened to reveal golden orbs full of determination as she hopped off of the bench and moved to put on her latex suit on. It was singlet that went from her shoulders down to her feet. Once it was on, she reached into her locker to take out the collar that displayed her seed and would determine whether she had her climax or was knocked out during the battle. With a grin, she snapped it on and began to pump herself up breathing in and out to let the excitement rush through her. Ihna was going to throw herself into this with all of the energy she had, even if she was the first to come out, even if she was the underdog. That was what the people expected of her, that is what they hungered for and she would give that to them in spades today.

The crowd at that very moment was being warmed up for the battle royale. It was a mystery to the audience which wrestlers were coming out but the referee was doing a good job of heating people up by listing possibilities and giving hints along with telling people how it was going to be even if most in the crowd already knew the way of things. The rules were simple. Contestants come out one by one and are eliminated by ring out, knockout or orgasm. Once the rules were explained, the lights were dimmed and the crowds began to chant for the first wrestler to show themselves.

Up by the catwalk leading to center stage and the ring, Ihna appeared in a flash of bright lights wearing nothing but her costume. Some liked to appear in extra bits like capes or flashy robes but Ihna had no need of these things. She had her fists in the air and summoned the crowd's heated roars of both excitement and anger. The anger was coming from the fact that she of all people was going to be the first to enter the ring. Ihna's small size made her an easy target in the ring to toss around and take advantage of but she had her own tricks to keep herself competitive in the ring. In the crowd's eyes, she was an underdog and one that had been treated unfairly the entire time but Ihna put out the air that she did not give a single damn.

The tiny boar stepped down the catwalk with a slow stride while waving toward the crowd, bringing her arms up to summon their cheers rather than her anger. The boar was going to claim this for herself, was going to make this arena her own and the crowd could feel her pride and confidence surging through every corner.

Rather than simply stepping through the ropes, Ihna hopped up onto the cords and opened her arms out to the crowd before flipping onto the stage. Each step she took called for more of that cheering as she circled the ring and eventually parked her back against a corner to wait for the other contestants to actually begin this little battle. The crowd was warmed up and her own heart was thumping against her chest. She was excited, excited that she needed to climb a literal mountain to even stand a chance at claiming the belt, thrilled that she was going to see this through.

The crowd became quiet again as the next fighter was announced. Even she hadn't been told how the seeding looked as they wanted this to be more of an impromptu night but when she heard the music, she knew she was in for a fun one. It started with a flare of electric guitars riffing something awful and when Ihna turned her head, she saw a large rhino woman in yellow spandex stomping down the catwalk, bellowing her warrior's cry to the air. Ihna didn't flinch, didn't even care, only smirked as she watched Fathira coming on down to the ring. Just when the rhino was at the edge of the ring, she leaped up into the air and landed hard enough to make the ring bounce, the ref needing to grab onto the ropes in order to keep himself from falling over. Once he was back on his feet, he headed to the center stage to take hold of the mic and waited for Fathira to take her corner.

"Now that our first two fighters are here." Began the referee, "We can truly say that this event is beginning. I explained it for the crowd ladies but to you two now I say, there are no rules in this arena. You both have your collars, you know what happens when either of you cum, get knocked out or thrown out the ring so be sure to make it good and make it messy!"

The vulpine referee was grinning from ear to ear and his attitude was nearly infectious, both herself and her opponent unable to hold their own smirks back despite the fact that they were supposed to be rivals. When both of them nodded, the vulpine ref chuckled and called out to the crowd, "Well then, now that we are sure that everyone knows what is happening, ladies, gentleman and all assorted people in the crowd, let the countdown begin with the bell for more contestants to fill the battle royale! START!"

With the mic in paw, the referee exited the ring in a dramatic slide not just for effect but to get out of the way of the two titans that were about to duel. Ihna remained in place, taking a combat pose but not actually moving just yet. Both fighters were well acquainted with one another and Fathira was the first to move with a snort. Ihna had to be careful with this one, needed to watch until it happened. Step by step, the rhino approached her until suddenly, she jolted forward like a bolt of lightning.

Ihna hopped away before the dash came and watched as the rhino's head bent the turnbuckle. She could never get over at just how fast the rhino was but she loved seeing it in action. All of that weight thrown in her direction at the right angle could destroy her but Ihna had her own abilities that she knew Fathira was surely aware of. Just as the lightning bolt of a rhino charged at her again, she was already bouncing to another corner of the ring. Her back hit the ropes and she was flung forward and into the fist of the rhino. Ihna sucked in a breath and took the blow, storing the pain inside of her before allowing herself to be flung back against the ropes. Ihna angled herself just right so she bounced back into the rhino's arm, taking another staggering blow.

This time, she landed on her back but bounced back up, sucking in the pain and working with it rather than against it. The pressure in her body was building, it was almost about to let loose and break. With a huff, she charged forward. She smacked right into the rhino's belly and released everything at once. The shock of every impact she had received vibrated through her body and then smacked out like a rubber band being snapped into place. That force slammed into the rhino and sent her flying against the ropes.

To Fathira's credit, she grabbed onto the rope and forced herself to stop before she bounced but the force of the flick back of the bright red cords had been enough to topple her over them and onto the mat. Before the dazed wrestler could get back onto her feet, Ihna hopped up into the air and sat down firmly on the other's gut with all of her weight. Fathira scowled but was too dazed to do anything but put a weakened hand on the other's back. Oh yes, she could knock the poor rhino out with another blow or perhaps even throw her out of the ring but there were other things she could do. With one feline claw, she swiped between the rhino's legs and revealed that puffy cunt to everyone in the crowd, the people cheering. Fathira was a powerful wrestler who could knock people out with a single move but her weakness was very clear and Ihna had been in the ring with her enough to know just how to move her hands for it.

The rhino tried to slam her legs shut but Ihna hopped up and then landed on Fathira's legs, spreading them apart with the strength of her own as she leaned down with her tail raised up in the air to pass a thumb up and along the slit, grinning as she watched the rhino tremble and writhe already from just a simple touch like that. She started with just one digit poking it in right as the rhino she was sitting on found enough strength to sit up and gasp! A second digit slid inside and then a third and Ihna could already feel that inner warmth tightening. Her other hand moved digits to poke and prod that mound to push aside puffy lips and find the clit to push and press on. Fathira cried out a few curses and used what strength she had gathered to slam a fist into the mat rather than into Ihna!

On Fathira's neck, the collar was glowing various colors telling people the truth that Ihna already understood perfectly fine. With just a quick few movements of her digits, the overly sensitive rhino was already crying out, body shaking, eyes closed tight and mouth attempting to clamp down to keep herself from making that noise everybody in the crowd was loving. To see a tiny Ihna dominate such a big woman was exactly why they were rivals and exactly why Ihna won every single match between them. Fathira's back eventually arched to the air and the bright lights on her neck flashed a red so bright that even people in the back of the arena could see the fact that the first contestant of the royale had been knocked out by shuddering orgasm.

Ihna stepped over the panting rhino's body, stopping at the chest before leaning down to take hold of the other's cheeks and draw her into a kiss. It was an impromptu promise of something more than just this battle, later on, should Fathira wish. Of course, the other wrestler responded by making a weak growl but it only made Ihna chuckle before she hopped off of her opponent's body and put her paws up to the crowd! The defeated rhino left the ring just in time for the bell to sound and another wrestler to make their appearance. Ihna was still feeling a little winded from the battle with the rhino but she was confident she had enough in her for every other wrestler in this royale.

The next flair of music began with a wild set of booing and she knew at that moment she was in for a treat. Ihna looked over the ropes and saw not one, but two wrestlers coming out with their arms so proudly in the air. The ref tried to get in the way telling the rottweiler twins that only one was supposed to come in but his face was grabbed and he pushed into the rails where a few fans caught him and cried foul. She narrowed her eyes as she watched the two heels take their first steps into the ring, both of them stepping around to separate corners with fat fangy grins on their faces. Ihna was going to have her work cut out for her. If she remembered correctly, Tomas was the one in the red shorts while Riche was the one in the blue. Both of them worked together in devious ways to get their opponent to submit but they had never managed to get her to cum, never managed to beat her.

Both of the canines started at her with separate speeds and she rushed the first one rather than trying to run away. That seemed to surprise the black-furred canines and even gave them a moment to pause. Normally, she ran from these two using her speed to play keep away but that always got her caught. This time, she slammed her head straight into the first one, Tomas doubling over as his gut was butted and his body was sent flying against his brother's. Both of them got up easily enough but not before Ihna planted both of her feet on Riche's face in a flying dropkick powerful enough to send him through the ropes and out of the stage. She landed on her belly with a little bounce and the crowd cheered her on.

Two powerful hands suddenly clutched her body while she tried to get herself up and away. She squirmed and grunted, trying to struggle while those digits applied enough pressure to get her to remain still but not to activate her elasticity. The bastard set her on her head gently between his legs and sat down with his legs curled around her neck. She hissed and seethed but soon yelped as she felt her costume being ripped from her tailhole all the way to her cunt. Both her sweaty rear and her pussy were exposed to the air now and the crowd gasped as she was in a position of defeat. The damnable dog took his time stretching her legs and rump, showing everyone her shame while most likely just doing it to get her riled up. Already Ihna was clenching her gut and preparing herself for a tongue lashing while she tried to think of some way to get out of this hold.

Thinking became much harder when she felt the first kiss touch her puckered hole. She trembled as a digit passed from her thigh to her puffy slit, his tongue dipping inside of her ass instead of simply wiping away the sweat. The bastard knew exactly what her weaknesses were and worked his tongue to get her off by using her ass rather than just her cunt. His touch at her slit was a ginger one and played as an opposite to the tongue in her rear digging in violently to get her inner walls and mind coated in his drool.

Ihna was going to lose! She could feel that tongue breaking her resistances while his digit was getting ever so closer to pressing inside of her. There was a real chance that she could lose this in front of so many people expecting her to pull out on top and so early too! There needed to be a way to get through this, needed to be a way to get out of it. While his tongue started to pull out slowly, her tail flicked and she thought of something right then and there.

With a grin, she brought her tail to lash out and wrap around his neck. She managed to get her paws on his thighs and she pushed up as hard as she could to slam her fat ass against his snout. The damnable dog was thrust on to his back where he reached up to try and grab her but he had something else to contend with. Her tail was squeezing tightly on his neck while her ass was keeping him from drawing in any loose breath. His tongue kept on working in her ass as if he could get her off before he passed out but she kept on squeezing while keeping faith. In this position, she could really enjoy what was happening, really get herself going!

Back and forth her hips moved to grind her fat ass against the rottweiler's face, tail tightening with every movement. She marveled at the fact that his cock was big enough to pop out of his shorts rather than simply bulge and tent against it. Ihna nearly drooled thinking about bouncing on that fat thing rather than his face but knew that she would be at a disadvantage if such a thing were slammed inside of her and so, she kept on grinding against his tongue to choke him out while trying her hardest not to enjoy the tongue lashing too much.

Eventually, his tongue began to slow, his cock twitching wildly and his hands slowly coming down to the mat. She thought she was going to get him out by knockout but suddenly, the collar on his neck beneath her began to flash and beep. Cum began to spurt out from the tip of his cock so violently that it reached her face causing her to blink and stare while his geyser erupted. Ihna slowed her hips down and uncurled her tail from his neck while his cock kept on bouncing and spilling out more of that thick stuff until finally, it died down. When she got off of him, he groggily got himself onto his knees and crawled out of the ring before falling down on the concrete below where his brother helped cart him off.

Ihna's rear was dripping with spit and her face had been stained by cum. For a moment, she thought of rubbing one out but instead, she composed herself and dabbed a bit of the cum off of her face with her thumb and tasted it before slamming her fist into the air in triumph the people cheering even as some were staring at her rear more than anything else. She could feel the people in the crowd that wanted to see her dominated getting hungrier for it, hungrier for her loss.

The bell rung again and she looked out toward the catwalk with a smirk even though she was feeling so shaky from that tongue that had been lapping at her rear. Ihna's confidence soon faded just a bit as the music began and the lights dimmed just enough to see the dazzling entrance of Daleyza begin. The Dazzler was her stage name and the mountain goat took that name seriously. She appeared in a flash of fire colored violet and crimson dancing together while she opened her arms out to the crowd. Her fur was dark burgundy and her horns were tipped with little flames that flickered like candles. Ihna had lost to this one more than once and it wasn't a match of strengths, rather, her own bullheadedness always got the best of her. The Dazzler had always been able to get her to cum without fail. Every single time she thought about engaging in a duel of orgasms, she got herself caught by those dazzling warm touches. Just thinking about it made her shiver.

Daleyza walked down the catwalk, hands coming up to summon the crowd's cheering, eyes focused on her prey. Ihna met her gaze with a narrowed on of her own and she had just the right way to deal with this one. Her opponent stepped into the ring as daintily as one could in a wrestling competition. Ihna could hear her humming so confidently, so absolutely full of herself. Once they were standing there eye to eye, the Dazzler lunged forward to try and grab her.

Ihna would normally welcome that hold in an attempt to get herself in a competition of lust and orgasms but she had no intention of falling prey to that this time. She ducked out of the way and rolled, hopping up to bounce against the ropes and send herself flying. Daleyza dodged out of the way with her eyes wide while Ihna came back in for more. To the mountain goat's credit, she adapted and tried to catch her like a ball but Ihna changed her direction fast enough not to get caught and rolled along the mat before coming up with a bounce. This was a real fight. She knew that Daleyza wasn't a strong contender but that touch of hers had earned her championships. Even just a single touch would put her in a haze so, she wouldn't do it this time, she wouldn't give the Dazzler the show she desired.

It should have been an easy match for her, should be have been being the operative thought. Ihna thought that she could get away with avoiding that touching but whenever she tried to circle in for a strike or bounce at the goat, the Dazzler was ready to catch her with a furrowed brow and determined cross to her eyes. It was admirable but it was irritating. Every bounce Ihna made off of the ropes she tried to control to slow it down or speed it up just enough to attempt to throw the Dazzler off but she couldn't crack that wall. Worse was the fact that Daleyza seemed to be catching onto her tricks.

Ihna came in like a curving ball, her arch altered by her spinning body in an attempt to catch the goat off guard. Her fatal mistake came in thinking that such a trick would have worked against a fighter so experienced in being the weaker one. The Dazzler waited until Ihna was just at the right distance before stomping down and adjusting herself accordingly, steam puffing out of her nostrils as she prepared the catch. Ihna struck the hands of the Dazzler and her eyes grew wide as she felt the warmth take effect almost immediately. Her entire world turned to fog and miasma, her body grew weak and the elasticity she loved so much seemed to fade from her. There was a kind of gentle warmth to the touch that curled through her suit and skin, worming its way into her mind and core in the oddest of ways that made her feel as if she could simply close her eyes and rest. Everything happened so quickly, so wonderfully quickly and yet, all of those sensations only happened in a single moment.

The boar regained her sense of self when she bounced off of the Dazzler's touch and fell to the mat. Her collar was buzzing and beeping with bright red colors telling people that she was in danger and truth be told, Ihna felt like she was about to lose it. Between her legs, sweat and arousal had gathered, dripping on the mat while she struggled to even get herself up on those two shaky stumps that she called legs.

There was a general set of concerned noises coming from the crowd, shuddering gasps and murmuring buzzes rolling throughout wondering if Ihna was going to fall. At the same time, Ihna was not the only one who sustained damage. Though she was smirking, the Dazzler had fallen to one knee and was coming up rather shakily as if she had been rocked to the core by her spinning blow. Seeing that the Dazzler was struggling to get up gave her hope, it fueled a flame deep inside of her that made her want to get back up and so, she slapped the mat as hard as she could and slowly began to stand again. The crowd cheered, they wanted her to stand, they wanted both to stand to continue the battle and to resume the show.

Ihna was the first to get up all the way and then the goat both of them watching one another with smirks, both of them huffing and near defeated. That was when she heard the bell ring again. Both of her ears perked up and a silent accord struck as Ihna and the Dazzler turned their heads to see who was going to be the new contestant entering the ring. A tall shelled figure appeared with his arms up as the music blasted. He walked at a slow and steady pace with a grin on his face. The armadillo was covered by a shell colored yellow with purple designs speckled about. Most likely, the crowds were expecting him to clean up the two wrestlers in the ring that appeared to be about finished. When Diego got down to the ring, he took his sweet time, grinning as he stepped around the ring until Ihna realized what he was doing. The bastard was taking his pic between Ihna and the Dazzler. She was certain that he saw their collective weakness as something that could easily be taken advantage of. There was no need to rush, no need to wait, he could simply choose whoever he desired and finish them. Even from where she was, she could also see a thick cock curling up into the air, twitching and ready. Ihna knew that his endurance was what made him deadly along with that shell. Fucked senseless beneath that grasp. Even just thinking about it had her body trembling, a line of drool coming down her mouth. It wouldn't be the worst way to go.

Finally, the shelled bastard picked where he was going to enter the ring. Diego stepped through the ropes and approached the Dazzler who was still getting herself up and ready all the way. When he was a few inches away from her, the goat reached out to grab him with her hands but he was ready, gripping her by the wrists before slamming her down, his body following. He slammed her against the mat using his weight with such force that Ihna bounced the crowd collectively winced. The result was a further weakened goat who could do nothing but bleat pathetically as she was drawn up into his arms. Diego sat up to show his cock sliding up the defeated wrestler's ass and he yelled out to the crowd asking which hole he should take.

There were people asking for the ass, of course, but a cry began to erupt from the audience that overpowered any desire to see a broken rump, "Knock her up! Knock her up! Knock her up!"

Such a crude call was answered with a laugh the went through the entire arena despite the noise of the crowd. It was nearly more deafening than the people's churning chant. Diego put on arm up in the air and the people stopped their chant to cheer as he grabbed her by the underarms and dragged her up and up until her cunt was kissing his cock. She tried to kick out weakly but could do nothing as her insides were soon stretched wide open and his shaft dug into her deepest reaches. Inch by inch his shaft was fit inside of her until it reached the cervix where he had a bit of trouble going any further than that.

The effect was almost immediate, the Dazzler's collar sparking up in an array of warning reds and pinks while her eyes grew wide and her mouth opened to out ragged whines and bleating moans. Up and down she was dragged on his cock like a fleshlight being used by an irresponsible owner liable to break it with every push. Ihna watched in drooling horror and lust as her opponent was so thoroughly fucked that her paws came down between her legs to rest over her crotch wondering if she could handle something so brutal.

Each time the Dazzler's body was brought down, the slap of hip on hip could be heard clapping through the arena, the wet and sticky mess being made of the goat's cunt adding to the symphony of lust. Diego didn't even look dazed. He was loving every second of flaunting his endurance while pounding the living daylights out of Daleyza. Ihna absolutely couldn't handle that. Just a little bit of that and she'd be putty in anyone's arms. She thought of charging in, of pushing the armadillo out but his shell presented so many problems for someone like her. There had to be some sort of way to get through his armor, some sort of way to make him submit but then she thought, she could use Daleyza's situation to her advantage.

Ihna grinned as she found herself regaining strength. She needed the Dazzler to hold on just a bit and to the goat's credit, she was. The Dazzler's mouth was open, tongue hanging out but her insides were clenching tight around that cock and refusing to orgasm. That thick tapered shaft was pounding at her deepest points but could not break her just yet. Even if she was being taken down, she was being stubborn. Ihna would need to take her out for a stiff drink after this to thank her but right now, she was going to take the initiative.

Rolling a shoulder, she breathed in and out, the crowd and the entire arena focused on the sex happening in front of them rather than the small boar who was most likely going to be next. She started with a sprint, running as fast as she could manage from one end of the ring towards Diego and the Dazzler. She then hopped up and turned around to fall on her back and slide underneath the armadillo. Diego barely noticed that she was there, didn't know at all what was about to happen.

Ihna caught sight of a beautiful thing, cock pumping up into a stretched cunt over and over again but below that, she saw the armadillo's tailhole. She reached up to grab and keep his thighs apart while she moved her mouth over his rear to jam her tongue inside. Diego froze a bit, that thick shaft that had been pounding inside of Daleyza slowing down to twitch and throb violently as his rear was assaulted with a wet and thick tongue that threatened to make him cum already. The stony wrestler could not actually stop his movements entirely, his hips soon resuming more out of his own lust overtaking him as his ass was teased and taken. Lap after lap of the tongue came, Ihna working the inside of that rear while she secretly brought one hand down between her legs to feel over her cunt.

It didn't take long before Diego was pounding into Daleyza wildly again. Daleyza was groaning out, the goat's body shuddering like a leaf while her insides were stretched and used. Faster and faster the pounding went until suddenly, hot cum began to gush out, the collar around the armadillo's neck beeping and signaling a red light to everyone in the arena much to their shock and awe! They got their wish as Delayza's womb was filled with hot cum and the goat couldn't help but clench her insides and gush her own climax as that virile alabaster substance stained her very being. It was at this moment, that they all heard the bell, even as Ihna continued licking the armadillo's ass.

When his orgasm ceased, Diego yanked out of Daleyza and the rest of his cum splattered onto Ihna's face. She gasped and panted, dragging herself from underneath the large male as he groaned and began to make his way out of the ring on wobbly legs, the tired Dazzler in his arms. Ihna stood up just in time to see who was coming towards the ring. With a sway of bunny hips, Peggy the jackalope made her way down the catwalk wearing nothing. She brazenly showed off her body knowing that no one could get a hold of her and no one could pin her down. Her arms were up in the air drinking in the atmosphere provided by the crowd and her eyes were locked on Ihna's.

Ihna was still tired from her battle and needed her rest. She kept herself at a distance, breathing in and out as steadily as she could manage but both herself and her new opponent knew that just a few seconds of heavenly breathing would not recover her in time for the chestnut furred jackalope's entrance. Peggy stepped into the ring with long and drawn out motions, legs up against the ropes showing off her rear and cunt in one shot before she slid inside of the ring, more like a snake rather than what she was. Now, they were both standing at opposite sides of the ring and at this point, Ihna needed a break.

The athletic jackalope took her time stepping around the ring. It gave Ihna a chance to play the game and catch her breath for just a moment but both of them seemed to understand that there wasn't enough time in the world to let her rest. The jackalope suddenly stopped before opening her arms in a quiet invitation that the crowd whooped for. It was bad enough that Ihna was being challenged when she could barely keep herself up. At the same time, damn did she hate being taunted.

Ihna could see every detail of the taunt in those lidded eyes, she could see it in the way that the jackalope upturned her snout, the way her mouth curved just slightly to make a little smile that said the words without parting her lips to let the noise out in the air, "You can't do anything can you?"

The boar loathed being told she could do nothing, loathed being underestimated and absolutely hated people that tried to put her down. With a surge of anger at her feet, she charged forward and jumped in the air aiming a headbutt right for the jackalope. The crowd cheered and Peggy giggled as she turned in place and let Ihna pass on by. Ihna bounced off of the ropes and huffed, eyes narrowed as she focused on building speed for another charge but again, the jackalope simply turned in place and avoided her like a ballerina being moved by the wind.

Ihna came back in for more but was caught. She blinked as Peggy spun around and threw her into the ropes. There was no way to control her own body, not while she was this weak! Ihna gnashed her teeth together as she was thrown against the ropes, again and again, building her speed. Just when she thought she might hit the stupid bitch in the chin, Peggy bent her body back all the way until she was only on her knees, arms raised up to catch Ihna again before she spun and tossed Ihna all the way in the air like a baton. With a hand raised up, the jackalope caught an exhausted Ihna, presenting her to the crowd.

A dead silence began to capture the crowd as they watched in awe as their champion was shown to them. Peggy simply tossed Ihna onto the mat, the boar snorting, trying her hardest to get up only to flop back down. She wasn't knocked out cold she wasn't out just yet but the finishing move had yet to come out. The jackalope flipped Ihna onto her back with a foot before spinning and planting her fat ass on the boar's mouth. She could barely even get her tongue out let alone make a move to get Peggy to cum, all she could do, was grimace while she felt her spandex being torn further and further apart to reveal most of her body to the crowd.

Ihna's legs were seized and dragged up to show her cunt and puckered rear on display for the crowd again. The jackalope began to grind and circle her hips, the crowd slowly starting to pick up in excitement, their voices calling for the defeat of their champion to be a good one. Ihna squirmed just a bit but her head was pinned to the mat by the fat ass molding around her face. The feeling of digits curling against her thighs made her try to close them but again her legs were spread wide while those hands kept on crawling closer and closer to her cunt. One set of digits took its time to tease her rear, two of them sliding on in while the other set began to tease her cunt in little circles.

There had already been so much teasing but she was too exhausted to feel most of it. That little bit of numbness from everything she was doing helped her take the sudden onslaught of touches at her every sense. The digits in her rear stretched wide while the fingers at her cunt began to slide inside and properly toy with her. Somewhere, she could hear the sound of the bell ringing as if she were defeated but she knew it only meant that someone else was coming in. Whoever came in would probably let this happen. Why would anyone save her at this point?

The crowd was cheering for someone with a familiar tune that she couldn't quite put her head on right now. Her mind was too mired in the ass literally smothering her breath away while her body was slowly starting to feel every touch being pressed on her. It grew harder and harder to ignore until she started to feel the quivering growing in her legs, the lights at her neck starting to flicker and grow hot.

Just as she thought she was going to cum, all the weight on her body was flung off at once. She heard the jackalope yelp and slowly sat up with blurry vision searching for what had happened. The sight of Peggy on the other side of the ropes looking shocked, frazzled and pissed could be seen and it brought a smile to her face but at the same time, where was her new opponent?

A hand at her back brought her up and she expected the finishing blow but when she looked, she saw that it was a friend. In lime shorts and wrapping around his paws and feet stood a kangaroo with sandy blond fur. He was grinning down at her and she returned that grin with a small smile of her own.

"Owed yah one, so figured I'd get rid of that lil' bunny on yer face." He said with a chuckle.

Ihna muttered, "Owed me two."

Hunter chuckled, "That's why I'm not knockin' yer ass flat out of this ring and why I'm offerin' a tag team here and now."

She looked as a paw was offered in partnership and she felt her heart swell with hope as she took his own, prepared to face anything the crowd roaring in upset and excitement. Ihna had her chance to rest and her chance to take this entire thing.