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Hanioc: It seems the gods are interested in your life, Tik Tik, because we have another Champion from among your friends.

Tik Tik: Tik Tik no hear from Adaeze since Tower. Sad thing happened there, but hope she doing fine fine, now.

H: The life of an adventurer is often fraught with danger. They do heroics for selfish reasons, and sometimes pay the price themselves. But, as an adventurer, this gnoll has seen many things sensual and has even bested a Lily Nymph. Her hyenic anatomy allows her to be versatile in the sexual arena.

T: What about opponent? Who is goat?

H: Ah, yes, Seth. Quite an exciting satyr he is. Unlike his brethren, he tends to be more metropolitan. Not only that, but he has psionic abilities instead of magical.

T: Oooh, Tik TIk want know more about psionics.

H: There are a few psychics here in this tournament already. It is a craft of the mind--an evolution of life on your planet more than a manipulation of life forces, and he certainly thinks he's the next big thing.

The Adventurer's Guildhall has space for rough-housing and settling scores, but it isn't often they have to set things up for a sex fight. Despite this, the arena is outfitted with padded mats and a few scented candles to get the mood towards bedroom activities. Adaeze steps forward, the large gnoll stripped to her underclothes already, wearing a ridiculous frilly set with leggings and garters and a bodice. Even without that imposing bulge in her undergarments, it's evident that what she wears wasn't designed for her frame.

On the opposite end, Seth steps up, unbuttoning his coat and pulling it aside, showing off his unclothed upper body beneath. "Well, well. They told me you were the toughest adventurer around here, and yet, here you are trying your best to look beautiful."

Adaeze growls, rolling her neck. She cracks her fingers and responds. "Sorry, pretty-boy, are you too intimidated by me to get it up?"

Seth chuckles at the idea, pushing up his glasses with two fingers. "Oh, goodness, no. I'm much too aroused at the idea of taking you and having my way with you. After all, we are here to show off our sexual prowess, what better way to top such a magnificent creature like you? Vanquisher of the Lily Nymph of the Wildlands, bravo, indeed."

"We having a dick measuring contest, because like it or not, mine's not real, but it's still bigger'n yours."

She reaches down, pulling her outfit down enough to let the pseudopenis spring up. "If you want to get in here, you'll have to go through this, first."

Seth shakes his head, lowering his own trousers. His manhood springs free. "It's merely the illusion of manhood. I'll show you what a real man can do. After all, you wish to be beautiful, do you not?" AS he says this, his eyes shoot a glare at her, and his laughter reverberates through her skull

"Yeah, what's that got to... whoa... wait, what are you..."

When she falls back, the gnoll is no longer the giant, toned amazon, but instead a demure waif of a canine creature. "OH no, not again. Look, I'm not going to change myself to fit my fantasy, I-"

Seth appears before her, naked and squatting down before her. He places fingers upon her lips and hushes her. "There, there, I'm merely getting a look at how you feel. A simple mind trick. Reality is, after all, just what we make of it."

"How about you make this!" Adaeze growls, pushing herself up. She wraps her arms around the satyr, knocking him to the padded floor. But, he grapples her and rolls upon the mat, quickly knocking her down, pinning her shoulders to the floor.

"W... what's going on? How can a skinny twerp like you overpower me?"

"Skinny... I'll have you know I am of magnificent and healthy size, my dear. You, however, are quite demure..." Seth lets go of one shoulder, running his finger down along her cheek, and then her collarbone, and then over her breast.

The transformed gnoll pants, shaking her head, squeezing her eyes shut. "Your... your illusion it's..."

"It's not a transformation, nor is it a mere illusion. You fully believe you are what you want to be, and what you want to be is given a good ride..." He scoots back, the tip of his dick tracing down her flat tummy and between her legs. No longer is there a large pseudopenis, but instead the soft labial lifts of womanhood like a human.

Adaeze's eyes shoot open, her mouth agape as she stares at the satyr. "Y... you..."

"This is your fantasy. You should feel honored that I am demonstrating it to the world. Adaeze, the powerful now Adaeze the beloved, but only in her mind, and only in roleplay. This is just taking it to the next level.

She bites her lips when she hears that. "N...nngh, but I ... I need to win."

"Oh, you do? Well, that's news to me. Well, it's only your mind that you're fighting. Even if you break through, I have won this bout, as I predicted." With that, he slides inside, spreading her lips and filling her.

She feels touched in ways impossible before, and she tilts her head back, howling out to the seemingly empty adventurer's hall.

H: He's a powerful psychic, indeed, putting Adaeze in a world of her own design like that.

T: Aw, but Tik Tik want see! Ooh, thanks thanks, Hanioc. Adaeze's weakness always make self feel pretty. Really need find someone to do for her.

H: Perhaps, Seth is that person. He's quite persuasive.

T: Too much, Too much. He strong battler, but go on in tournament if win, leave Adaeze behind, certainly.

H: Well, let's just see if she can break the spell, or if his psychic charm is too powerful...

Adaeze lays underneath Seth. The gnoll had been transformed into a form that brought together the hyenic qualities with the more humanoid-feminine. But, this was all a lie, right? This is an illusion conjured by the satyr currently on top of her, presently within her.

It can't really be an illusion, as she can feel the breath on her neck. She can sense the phallus inside her, pushing deep, spreading her wide, and filling her needs and desires.

The gnoll wraps her arms and legs around Seth, squeezing her fingers against his back and letting him fill her, to fuck her. At the same time, she howls out her desires being filled right here in the middle of the adventurer's hall.

The domineering goat-man chuckles, kissing upon her neck and whispering sweet nothings to her. "Yes, you must submit. You love the feeling of a strong man taking you. You don't want to be a fighter in a tournament... you want to be like human women and submit."

"Hu... man...?" Adaeze sighs, her eyes fluttering open. She looks to him with that half-lidded glare and leans in, licking at his forehead.

He blinks, and then snickers, lifting his head so that their mouths can come together. He kisses her, and she kisses him, bringing her hands from his back to his shoulder and then to his cheeks.

They rock together, dancing in the dance of pleasure. The champions' moans swap between their throats and their tongues wrestle and taste.

But she holds onto him, tightening her grip around his hips, pressing in on his cheeks.

Seth's groans turn to high whimpers, and Adaeze rolls him over, planting his back on the floor.

Taken off guard, Seth gasps, his mouth breaking free from Adaeze. She straddles him, pressing her hands upon his shoulders, baring her teeth.

"Submissive...? Submissive!?" she growls at him. "Is that what you want from me, huh? Well, guess what, pretty boy? You said you were manifesting my own dreams, weren't you?"

He stares up, wide-eyed and shaking. "I... Impossible! You should be waifish and willing to let me take you."

"Oh, you mean this cock of yers?" she asks, sitting up strong now, raising her arms up over her head. "Yeah, I look great, and this is what I wish I looked like every day." She rocks her hips, taking his dick for a ride.

The satyr coughs, blushing and squirming under her.

"But that doesn't mean I want to be someone's housewife! I'm an adventurer, dammit, and I love every minute of it."

Seth raises his hand, focusing his gaze upon Adaeze, but she grabs his wrist, pulling him up. Her other hand goes behind his head, shoving him right in between her tits. "Just because I prefer a nice cock up inside me doesn't automatically make me want to not be in charge." She rolls on him with a harder pace, grinding against his hips, hissing in delight.

The satyr says something but is far too muffled to be understood.

"I don't need to know what you're saying, pretty boy." She says, her laughter returning to her. "I'm a proud gnoll lady. All I ask is that I don't have to rip my lady dick open to get off. And you're giving me that in spades. Fuck... do you know how lucky other races have? Ah... not having... mmm. To rely on... ahh... on anal?"

The satyr taps her back, waving his arms. In some meager attempt, he rocks his hips up, and Adaeze throws her head back. "Ah... ah. Fuck... you're so-so spirited. Let's keep it up for a bit longer, shall we? You ain't gonna cum already, are ya?" Cause if you don't get me off, I'd say yer as good as done.

He shudders, whimpering as he unleashes, spilling in deep inside of her. Adaeze stops once she feels the last squirts of orgasm fill her. Then, she lifts up, letting the cock fall limp. But she turns Seth around, wrapping her arm around his throat, and pinning him down.

The satyr croaks, lying underneath her deceptively heavy frame, reaching a hand out towards the announcer booth, his mouth open in a silent scream.

"Shhh...." Hushes the gnoll. Just getting ya in a sleeper hold. You need to have your rest after you've had your exercise, pretty boy."

The satyr's eyes roll back, and he falls limp. A moment later, the spell cast upon Adaeze's mind lifts, and she finds herself back to her full size and shape. She lets go of the unconscious satyr and raises her hands up in the air. "Whoo, I did it!"

"Adaeze," Tik Tik says, looking from the gnoll towards the satyr and back again.

"No need to worry," says Hanioc. "Seth is fine. Though, it would appear as if his hubris got the better of him in this round." With a wave of the angel's hand, the satyr's eyes open up, and he scrambles to his feet, naked and defeated. He covers up, but Adaeze grabs his arm and lifts it up.

"W... what!?"

"What's the matter?" Adaeze says, giving him a toothy grin. "I couldn't have had such a good win if it weren't for a guy like you to give the audience such a show."

He stares away, but she grabs his shoulder, pulling him in close. "Besides," she whispers. "You owe me an orgasm, and I intend to collect." With that, she lifts him up bridal style. "If you excuse me, I'm going to go take a well-deserved rest."

And with that, Adaeze marches off, her goat boy in tow for many more femdom experiences.