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Hanioc: Let it not be said that the Tournament of Pleasure does not sponsor those who understand and enjoy sexual combat.

Tik Tik: Tik Tik didn't know there was a sexy wrestling league! And one in Anteronia, too? How did Tik Tik miss?

H: This world and this universe are filled with so many things that you are not aware of and will never be aware of in your short time upon this mortal coil.

T: Means that every day Tik Tik can learn something new and never get tired.

H: Ha, ha, yes. Well, speaking of learning something new, it seems we have someone you know here, learning something new himself, but the match is beginning. Let's watch.

Ashlyn enters into the ring by hopping over the turnbuckle. Her impressive frame lands onto the mat, shaking the arena. The crocodilian lizard woman's smile is a trap of sharp, white, interlocking teeth. She dresses in her bright pink wrestler's outfit, which binds around her body and shows off every curve that threatens to burst free from the tight fabric.

On the other side is Prakabak, kobold and Dig Boss of the Dragon's Heir. This loin-cloth clad kobold is stocky and muscular. Tik Tik brought him here, and he'll do what he can to impress her, no matter how strong and muscular and intimidating his opponent is.

"Don't you worry, little guy," Ashlynn drawls, winking. "I sure as shootin' will make this defeat fun for you. I guarantee."

Prakibak gulps, stretching his neck and standing on his toes, but that isn't enough to match her intimidating presence.

The bell rings, and Ashlynn drops to her hands and feet, chest pressed against the quivering mat. She rushes forward, her harsh stomps and slaps shaking the unstable floor to knock the Dig Boss over.

But Prakibak is a steady kobold. The uneasy tunnels of his cavern home require a certain sense of balance.

What he isn't prepared for, though, is for Ashlynn to pounce so high up! Her girthy frame covers the lights, overshadowing the little man and threatening to smother him entirely in her wake. However, he slinks off to the side, causing her to crash onto the mat.

He knows he's not going to get a lot of damage onto her in a straightforward wrestle. Instead, he scampers up over the turnbuckle, gauges the distance, and leaps off onto her, his elbow ready to plunge right into her spine!

But Ashlynn has been through so many matches already. She shifts onto her back, letting him elbow her in the chest. Sure, her tit will be sore after a direct hit like that, but she now embraces him in a bear-grip, smothering him against tits larger than his head.

The crowd cheers around them, chanting the name of the move that they all know was coming. "Death Roll, Death Roll, Death Roll!"

They erupt in cheers as she rolls over and over. She pins her weight onto the kobold, only to give Prakibak a bit of reprieve for a moment to crush him once again. They travel over the mat, giving the different sections of the audience a great view of her overpowering him. But, she eventually relents, getting up on her knees and raising her hands to the crowd.

Through the applause, Prakibak groans, his body throbbing in pre-bruising warmth. He presses his elbows to the mat, pushing himself up, only to then see spread legs and thick thighs descend on him.

His head slams back into the mat, this time, his face buried between Ashlynn's legs and his forehead against her stomach. Still smiling, she squeezes those thighs together. His eyes roll back, and he claws at her ass, but she doesn't hold up. "Alright, little man," Ashlynn says. "Why don't you show me some of that famed kobold hospitality? Just imagine I'm a dragon, and you can then put that mouth of yers to use."

Prakibak presses his tongue against Ashlynn's costume, wettening the clothing with his saliva and tasting the arousal that had been pooling up between there.

Ashlynn closes her eyes and nods. "Oh yes, that's right. You know how to treat a lady, even if you can't beat her." She grinds her hips against his face, keeping him pinned down to the ground. Soon, his clawing stops, and he holds onto her, keeping her against his mouth so that he can satisfy her with even more gusto.

H: It looks like Prakibak can't wrestle outside his weight class. I think we're going to lose a kobold in this competition.

T: Maybe, but Prakibak could surprise. He is hardy lover. He likes women on top. Tik Tik taught him that.

H: So, Ashlynn may just be playing right into his trap, you think?

T: It dangerous move. Ashlynn in control and can win at any time, but she want show off. She want make crowd happy. That give Prakibak time to outlast her.

H: Fascinating. Well, then, we're going to have to see what happens next, next time on the Tournament of Pleasure!