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Tag Team Tournament Part 4

The long and deep creeking noises that rose from broken boards of wood rubbing across other broken boards drew the attention of those that had gathered around it by order of the island's queen. What remained here was most of the remains of a long past sunken ship, having stayed over the surface of the water due to the graces of it having drifted into the shallows of this alcove that helped to preserve it from the rest of the ocean. Whether this was a pirate ship coming across this island to try and hide, or some kind of attack vessel coming to strike down the monsters that regularly called this island home, the result was clear that those who lived on this spit of land hadn't taken kindly to them. The back half of the ship having been lost to time itself, resting on some ocean floor somewhere to be forever gone, but this front half, the flat of what remained of the deck that wasn't splintered away, the beginning of what had to be a mast, and the existance of some kind of busty statuess who's face had already been torn away, been preserved almost entirely by the salt that accumulated in this cove, treating the wood, keeping it fresh enough that it wouldn't rot away with time.

"Will that even hold anyone?" Came the question that was on everyone's mind and sparked a soft smirk from the azure dragoness, the queen of this entire island.

"Of course it will." Her quick response came out as she turned to look at the many women that had gathered here for this latest fight, "Not everyone even needs to be on it, just the four that are going to be in this match."

"Do we really have to go through these long introductions?"

As eyes turned they would eventually rest on the more than commonly irritated wolfess. Marked with two shades of grey her outer fur was far darker than the coat traveling from under her eyes, across her snout, and all the way down to the underside of her bushy tail, she was muscular, powerful, and very busty being one of the heaviest chests of the ladies here. The only real color about her was the crimson locks of her long hair that traveled down her neck with a few strands met over her shoulder. This woman was different, outspoken, but set with a deep attitude that had carried her through a rather heavy life. She didn't mind these eyes being on her as she spoke out while her bright blues continued to remain locked onto their hostess. "Anyone that read the board you made should already know who's up next on the list."

Normally this outburst would be seen as rude, but Sumethil only grinned to her forwardness. If the tournament allowed then she might even be interested in taking this mouthy bitch on, "Luka Cross everyone." She introduced her anyway, offering up a hand to display this woman as she had already presented herself. There was nothing else that this queen could really do to describe this woman that Luka hadn't already done herself. "Get on the boat."

"Look, my partners got a point. And if she's not going to wait to be outted then neither am I." Came a different voice, a more cheery voice, a voice that was also wrapped with confidence and capability.

Wavy dark brown hair ran down her back as it touched on an orange colored fur that covered most of her body which itself touched on the white fur that covered her muzzle, down her chest, and even further down all the way to the tip of her feline tail. All of it, except the hair, was wrapped in black stripes that simply covered her body. The clothing that she'd arrived in had been discarded some time ago when she realized that such things would either need to go or be torn away by one of the many ladies that were here today. Her body was strong, touch, but not even close to being as muscular as Luka who she'd read was her partner for this tournament. With her yellow eyes looking over this grey she-wolf she'd smirk easily, feeling rather good about their dynamic and skills.

"Erika." She'd tell her partner with a quick pace of enthusiasm. It was an understatement to say that this new comer to the island was excited about her match, the previous ones had been pretty interesting to her and now that it was her turn she was going to enjoy putting her skills to the test.

The grey wolfess recognized the name quickly, having read over the list a few times to know what was coming, but even as she took that hand it wasn't her partner that she was sharing this excitement with, but an old rival that she'd have loved to go toe to toe with once again. That didn't mean she lacked interest in this feline, perhaps after this tournament the busty kitty could find a challenge with the busty she-wolf, but for now Luka was focused and knew that she was going to need to rely on Erika's help to get the revenge she wanted on a certain opponent she was lucky enough to be fighting in this very first round.

With the tigress already having introduced herself it forced the dark blue dragoness to release a long sigh from her lips while she crossed her arms over her very busty chest. It wasn't like she organized or put together this tournament after a bunch of these women showed up uninvited on her territory or anything, except that was exactly what happened, but it made things far less entertaining for her when they just called out their own names instead of allowing her to announce them like the hostess she was very desperately trying to be. However, that didn't change the fact that there were still two contestants for this match that she could name for those here unfamiliar with them to get to know.

"Well met, Luka and Erika. You both look rather strong and ready for a fight. Let's see if your opponents are as eager as you are." The dragoness spoke out loudly enough for everyone gathered here to hear her.

"I can fight any bitch here, but do I really have to do it naked?" A new voice spoke up, climbing from the crowd rather slowly and still mostly clothed despite the wall of fur and scales that she was walking past to get ahead of all of them..

This little interruption was something that forced Sumethil to laugh softly to the question. Her eyes focused entirely on the sight of this tan lioness who clearly displayed herself as being more uncomfortable than most, but this dragoness was a host for this game and it was one of her duties to insure that everybody played by the rules that were set. On top of this it didn't help the nature of this kind of fight and how clothing would simply get in the way.

"It IS a sex fight, darling. Don't be shy," This hostess assured her, smirking welcomingly despite the little effect that it seemed to have in order to quell the nervousness that had come over one of her fighters.

Fighting was second nature to this lioness, she had no problem proving that to anyone here, and even sex fights were nothing new to her as she'd shared quite a few of them in her time. It wasn't the nature of the fights that got to her, but something else entirely that drove a long sigh from her lips. With a few steps of orange limbs marked with black stripes the tigress would step down to touch her shoulder while dressed in nothing more than a smile.

"Jess, it's ok. We're just here to have fun." Her voice was soft, almost a whisper to this woman so that only the lioness could hear her, "Nobody is going to judge you by anything other than your skills." When Erika leaned in her lips pressed against the soft fur of this lion's feline ear, "Besides, I'm looking forward to fighting you again."

Jessamine nodded to this quickly, accepting it as words from her friend. Her and Erika had been friends for a long while and rivals for just as long. If anything she wanted to take down this woman in front of everyone, to make them see her as the better. So with that she'd take off her military coat, the fur of the color brushing against her shoulders and down her arms so that she could catch it behind her before it would hit the ground. With a light toss the blue hostess would be made responsible for it so that her fingers could curl around the rim of her tank top. Lifting it up she'd bring the fabric up despite the soft teasing whistles of the more outlandish women that were here, these same women getting a rather ugly look from a certain tiger that wouldn't allow her friend to be teased so easily. Jess stopped for a second as the fabric reached her breasts, but with a sudden tug she'd lift it away revealing the reason she was so nervious. There was nothing wrong at all with her lovely tits, clearly c-cups or even d's at the largest, but not nearly the same size as either the tiger or the she-wolf that she had been pitted up against.

Erika knew that her friend had image issues, but that was one of the reasons that she was here, was performing this tournament. She was going to fight in front of all these ladies. What neither of them counted on was the fact that a good portion of them all were heavily busty in a way that outshined this lioness. With the shirt falling to the side her hand lifted to slide her hair back into place, their purple locks set with a pink highlight for only the front-most tresses, but what Jessamine lacked in chest she well made up for in her feminine muscled build as well as the fine set of hips that she still had despite even them not being anymore protruding than her chest was.

While those pants were also being removed another creature rose from the crowd, stepping free from the confined ranks to walk up to her lion partner for this match. "I hope everything is alright. You must be Jessamine." This wasn't the squirrel's first fight on this island anymore than it was for the wolfess, and as such the gown that she'd worn here had been long since lost to the island itself, either drifting off into the ocean, buried in the sand, or planted against some rock. "I'm Lilly."

The lioness looked at her partner, before looking a touch disappointed at the sight of her. This squirrel was white in color, pale as the first fall of winter snow, and yet those huge tits that rested on her chest were larger than any other person in this fight, possibly even any other person in this competition when compared to the side of her body. As a tree rodent, Lilly was shorter than any of them as well, each of these ladies being over seven feet except for the ten inches shy that the lioness seemed to have, but this squirrel was only a little bit past five and a half feet. This only made her chest look larger, though, and while her capability in fighting had been proven already she didn't have a lot in the way of show-y muscles.

"Luka and Erika versus Lilly and Jessamine." Announced Sumethil, speaking loud enough that all the other women here could hear her clearly. "Please board what's left of this old craft."

Each would step up, the partners helping one another on board so that they could find a proper footing on the creaking and swaying preserved wood.

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Most of what remained of this once great ship was supported almost exclusively on a series of rocks that held it in place. Even with all four women on it, even with the sound of the boards creaking and grinding together, it was still fairly secure. Half of this vessle was simply missing thanks to age, time, and a horrid battle that left it in such a state that few other than Sumethil herself still even knew about, but even where the wood was splintered in some places, cracked, and entirely missing, there was more than enough room for these nude ladies to have their heated and sultry fight.

Lilly had a bright smile on her face, in her mind being a squirrel gave her a bit of an advantage when she fought on wood. As she held that confident smirk on her face her quick turn towards the she-wolf that she was all too familiar with would force those enormous breasts to shake. Luka was no slouch when it game to her towering bust, but even with this wolfess having a good height advantage over this rodent Lilly's breasts were still measurably larger than her own. Something that Luka didn't actually mind at all. She grey wolf noticed the white squirrel turn to face her specifically, if they were going to fight like this then she was glad it was going to be someone that she knew all too well

"Looks like we get to fight again, Luka. The results aren't going to be different at all. I'm still going to take you down." Lilly's confidence was on fully display forcing a chuckle and an equally confident smile from her crimson heared rival.

"I don't think so, Lilly. I'm going to be finishing you off this time."

With a trade of their words the two started to close in on one another, their feet touching on the wooden surface lightly, and their pace worked in a small circle that slowly brought them closer together. They were looking for an opening, a mistake, something to start them off that either could take advantage of in order to start this fight off.

"What? Are you scared of a little squirrel? Come on, big bad wolf." Lilly taunted openly, something that forced Luka's ears to perk while a smile wrapped those wolven lips.

It was one thing to fight someone who was well trained and fully capable of defending themselves, but to face someone who had this much confidence. There was a certain amount of pleasure in handing their own words back to them at the end of a fight. Then again, she needed to find an opening first.

"What are you waiting for? I said bring it!"

Luka didn't need any further invitation, this wolfess didn't need one to begin with, and with a quick few steps she'd lunge at the squirrel with a fist arching wide for a powerful and devastating blow. The force of the punch alone rocked the boards that the she-wolf was standing on as her feet were made to twist into the strike so that she could add that power in. Lilly was ready, she knew what kind of fighter the brawler canine was, knew that most of her training had been done from underground circuits that the predator had learned to thrive in. The pale rodent knew that swing was coming, and knew to quickly duck under it as the fingers along Luka's knuckles grazed against the tresses of Lilly's golden blonde hair. That hugely bushy white tail hooked against the top of Luka's grey wrist so that as she moved herself to face the wolfess once again she could pull that arm downward. A more than generous push from the arms of this squirrel would allow just enough leverage for Lilly's opponent to flip over, landing with a loud thud against those already heavily damaged wooden planks that strained under the weight of this impact leading to white sitting quickly down over the firm and well muscled abs of grey fur, still with that confident smile wrapped around her lips.

With the wolfess already straddled, she'd lift her guard in defense, those arms rising up to better protect her face, but it wasn't the face that Lilly was aiming for as she slammed her fist down not once, but twice. Each of those swings impacted against their respective breast, shaking the milk glands in place and trimbling them which forced this canine to bark out in sudden and unwelcome pain. Her hands lowered as she expected another punch of the same kind only to find the back of her head gripped onto while she was still in the process of recovering. One single motion brought the squirrel down along the body of this she-wolf, and one single motion brought that head up to her so that with no time to react Luka could feel the heated warmth of two luscious, towering white breasts cradling both of her cheeks at the same time. That canine snout was forced all the way in until she felt the sternum of this woman's chest pressing against her nose. The softness was like clouds wrapped in cotton, a sloshing and churning leaving Luka almost imagining the sound of fluid within each one, maybe she wasn't wrong, but that didn't change the face that her entire head was incased in breast leaving no air for the wolfess to breath.

For a moment Luka struggled, fought to try and push Lilly off of her, but this squirrel had already locked her arms in place around the outside of her more than generous bust, fingers wrapping around the elbows in order to secure her hold for as long as possible. Luka knew this hold well, had used it more than a few times to win more than a few bouts, only used it because of how effective it was. She knew that she wasn't going to break this hold, at least not by pulling away from it, that meant she was going to have to break it in a completely different way. Lilly was right in analyzing Luka, the canine was very much a brawler by nature with more than a few effective holds behind her belt, but when someone's in a tight spot they always go back to the basics. The speed of her punch arched up fast, keeping tight to the body as it rolled along her shoulder. Those knuckles whittened from the strain of her grip under that grey fur adding no padding at all to the uppercut that Lilly couldn't have blocked even if she was able to see it coming. The solid and full strength strike would rise right against the softness of this squirrel's breast meat, shaking it like punching a water balloon and leaving Lilly to call out as her grip naturally loosened due to pain alone. This was all Luka needed, though, in order to push that same hand, still in a fist, deeper into that tit flesh, not longer punching, but now shoving against the smaller creature's body so that her planted foot could kick against the boards of this ship and roll the both of them over.

Lilly's hair flayed out across the deck in the small space they were taking up, her hand gripping her sore and mistreated boob while the other hand worked to try and cover as much of herself for defense as it could utilizing her first and forearm, but there was no protection for those massive tits, they were simply too large to effectively block. Lilly fully expected for this wolfess to get on top of her, but was surprised to see the crimson heared woman climbing back to her feet in what was a rather impressive hurry. Lilly would try to repeat this with a similar motion, but found a hand gripping down on her blonde hair making that far more difficult to do. Lilly tried to struggle, but knew better than to attempt to pull away while someone gripped her hair, as she went to attempt to secure Luka's wrist the taller, stronger woman was already moving her, forcing Lilly to follow along with soft cries of distress. Much of that confidence she had before melted away in an instant as she looked to see where they were going and found a railing in her way.

Luka's claw swung fast, raking across Lilly's left tit, leaving deep scratches against it as those white shoulders were forced against what remained of the banister that lined the edge of this ship. This squirrel was never allowed to see what damage was made, though, as her head was simply jerked back by the hand that still gripped tightly onto those golden locks. A fast twist would roll the pale rodent across it, finding her breasts pressed entirely into the wooden bar secured to this vessel so that while holding Lilly against it the she-wolf would pull her fist back once more and launch a strike a full force, arching doward so that with one single powerful strike her knuckles could crush against that wooden surface. The strike to the mostly secure railing would crack it, but vibrate it, vibrations that immediately passed directly into Lilly's wounded and abused tits, the rough wooden surface making micro-grinds against her nipples at such a fast and intense pace that the squirrel was made to scream in a strange combination of both pain and heavy pleasure.

Those knees weakened, the squirrel nearly collapsing on the deck of this ship only to be held up by the locks of her hair that Luka had refused to release. Listening to the rodent gasping for breath she'd have to give a knowing chuckle. "Big, bad enough for you? Next time watch your mouth." She'd say directly into the fur of her ear before leaning the squirrel over the railing even more, the weight of those heavy breasts pulling Lilly forward without much effort so that she could tumbling off of the deck of this ship. Those quick rodent fingers gripped into the wood, finding small holes to sink her claws into so that she wouldn't fall far, but it would take her a bit to try and climb her way back to the surface. What she found when she looked up, though, was the raised foot of the she-wolf ready to finish what she started, what Luka didn't expect was to have her grey ears distracted by a loud call drawn by her partner's rival, something that forced Luka to turn her head, and step back away from the squirrel. This wolf knew that the rodent wasn't going anywhere anytime soon, and decided that her time could be better spent helping her teammate out.

This tropical climate of this island made sure that everything remained hot, the sun burned, the water cooled, but this shit being stuck above the water made it so that not even a single drop could cool the ancient rotting wooden planks, but what was hotter was the strained breaths of two feline fighters pressing their palms together, while tails whipped and swayed behind them in what could only be seen as Jessamine's frustration and Erika's playfulness. The lioness had taken to this fight much more seriously than her tigress rival, and while they pressed in their muscles would bulge leaving their bodies to only grow closer by the second. Even with their teeth gritting there was no doubt that their lips would shiver just barely against one another as the breath and air between them would be shared by both. Eyes stared into eyes showing something else to be shared, a fighting and warrior determination. As they crushed closer their torsos would finally meet, the shifting and adjusting of their two different sized figures would bring Erika's large breasts to begin crushing in around the lion's smaller but still firm tits. The size of the tigress's chest alone allowed those plump ladies to physically wrap around Jessamine's taking up much of the space in this pressing encounter. Jessamine had to blush to this, not out of embarrassment, but out of shame from being so outmatched by just their chests alone.

The slow grind of their figures would rub those hot and sweat covered tits against one another, Erika's bouncing in place again Jessamine's chest which tried the best it could to wiggle back against those much larger thicknesses which only bulged out more on the sides thanks to how tightly both ladies were packed together. This forced Jessamine's cheeks to redden all the more which the lioness caught onto immediately. It wasn't Erika's goal to bring down her friend's mood, or to even humilate her thanks to their differences in curves. With a gesture of good will the tigress started to pull herself back, trying to allow those breasts to separate a bit so that they could both go back to having fun challenging one another in a more meaningful way. The lioness noticed this, thinking that her superior size was starting to wear out her friend's muscles leaving Erika's eyes to widen as Jessamine's fingers got tighter immediately and with a fast chance to balance this less curvy lioness would pull her friend forcing Erika to tumble down onto the deck of this ship at Jessamine's side.

As the lion turned to keep an eye on her closest rival, those eyes fell on the sight of a certain she-wolf standing over the railing as Luka stared down at her squirrel partner gripping the side for dear life. As much as Jessamine had been hoping to keep this fight familiar, she also know a thing or two about comradery and certainly didn't want to take a chance at trying to fight both Luka and Erika by herself if anything happened to Lilly. That meant that she was going to need to bail out her partner and with the tigress down at the moment the lion would make a fast charge directly at Luka. Of course being down didn't mean that Erika was out, and the instant Jessamine had her back to her long time rival the tigress would bound up to her feet and wrap an arm around that tanned throat. The swing of that black striped arm coming around her told Jessamine's training that she only had a second before a hold like this would be secure, would be locked in place, and that meant she needed to act fast or she was going to be choking very soon.

Jessamine dipped her chin down, allowing that arm to wrap but making sure that it did around her jaw instead of her neck, this would help keep that hold loose enough so that as the lioness stepped back to place her hips directly beside Erika's a few ramming motions would her shoulder against the tigress's ribs would bounce her arm against that breast over and over again forcing it to wiggle and shake in place. A few more and Erika could feel this taller lion slipping away, working at escaping her quickly applied choke hold. When Jessamine finally got that shoulder behind Erika's ribs all it would take would be one more push and she'd be free. That's when Erika tightened her grip around her friend's head leaving Jessamine to feel those huge breasts pressing against her tan cheek. They were swollen, plump, and covered much of her one closest eye to obscure her view. The tit was warm and it was soft, folding around surfaces like a water balloon which only forced the lioness to blush all over again. She'd taken hold of Erika's hips with her one arm, making sure to keep her in place, but if she couldn't slip away from the tigress's grip then she'd use her other arm to reach around and make a solid and powerful strike directly into that nipple. For a second her hand half vanished into that breast forcing Erika to bark out from the sudden shock that it sent through her system. If Jessamine's goal was to make Erika abandon her grip on her, then it was a mission success.

As that hold fails Jessamine can return her attention back to the railing only to see Lilly starting to pull herself back over again, releasing a soft sigh to express some level of relief now that she knew this squirrel wasn't out of the fight just yet. This gave the lioness a chance to return her focus to her long time rival. This was a sex fight, a long interest on the word "fight" in such a thing, and that meant she'd need to find a way to defeat this rival in a more sexual manner. With Erika still rubbing her own breast Jessamine brought her arms up around that striped body, holding her around her ribs so that Erika's much larger breasts were resting on top of her own. The tight squeeze would be applied directly against those ribs while leaving those huge breasts to once again balloon out but this time against Jessamine's shoulders. The shifting of those tits under Erika's would allow Jessamine to bounce their breasts together, her own smaller ladies punching straight up into a larger pair of opponents and making this tigress host grunt out as they did so. Erika gripped what she could of her friend's shoulder, trying to apply her own pressure while those smaller breasts hit her in what was literally a blind spot over and over again.

Every bounce lifted and swayed those fat tits while the taller lioness watched Erika's gasping face. Jessamine didn't usually like bear hugs thanks to the difference in their chest size, but in a position like this where hers could simply beat into Erika's she might just decide to enjoy them. Erika couldn't do much of anything thanks to this pummeling, and while she grunted and groaned from the strengthening impacts she'd had to think of some way to get out of it. That was when a smile crossed her lips. She wasn't fighting a stranger, she was fighting a close friend that she knew inside and out quite literally. This lead to the tigress bringing herself forward, her neck and head arching towards her rival so that in a section of a second their mouths would be pressed together, and the long moan that passed from that moment would fill Jessamine's maw with surprising effectiveness. That reddened blush once again returned to her cheeks in an instant, quickly taking over her entire face as the pillow like feel of those mouth folds crushed against her own forcing to her stop any and all movements at that very second.

The tender feel of those soft lips crushed down, pressing tightly with no room even air itself to enter or escape. The soft coo of their voices melding and mixing between their tongues as even those instinctively reached out take a quick and sudden taste of the other's. Breath staggered, trying to pass through the mouth at first but in finding that impossible they'd find a different escape through the nostriles. Jessamine's eyes even softened, no longer focused on fighting so that all she could see was the face of this fellow feline leaned in. When Erika pulled back so did this close friend, allowing those arms to drop from around her body.

"I... wha..." She tried to say while the tigress smiled to her.

That was when hands gripped down on Jessamine's shoulders snapping the lioness out of this fog and reminding her that she was still in a fight. Those fingers weren't from Erika, though, forcing the lion to turn her head and see who had just grabbed her. The toothy smile came into the lioness's vision as she turned her head, ending with her looking directly into Luka's wolfy eyes.

"Don't you two look like you're having fun? I think it's time we traded play things, Erika." Luka said boldly, already feeling Jessamine starting to struggle a bit which only caused that grip to get tighter on her shoulders.

"Well.." Erika started, wanting to think of a way to protect her close friend from the brute of a she-wolf that was already holding her by the shoulders, but the tigress knew that Luka was right. They wouldn't gain anything if she refused to work together and trade off from time to time. While Erika might not like the idea of leaving Jessamine in Luka's hands, she knew that it was for the best for the sake of their partnership. Besides, it wasn't like this big canine was actually going to hurt the lioness in a fight about sexual domination.

The she wolf waited patiently and smirked when the busty tigress inevitably agreed. Luka was still behind Jessamine, leaving the lioness to feel those huge tits crushed against her back and forcing a blush to her tan cheek. It was one thing for Erika to put her through that kind of thing, but this other woman was doing it too even if not on purpose. A bit of sexual shaming because of her lack of curve was only the start, though, and as Luka slid an arm from that shoulder around the front of Jessamine's throat the lioness knew that she didn't have time to feel that kind of shame with this new partner. That was something different between Luka and Erika, where Erika knew of Jessamine's weakness regarding that less than optimal body Luka did not, that meant that the tigress would occassionally slow things down to help burn that shame into her while Luka wasn't interested in allowing those pretty cheeks to blush up over and over again. The similarities between Luka and this lion's best friend ended at their body and Jessamine was quickly realizing that the wolfess tended to fight much more like she does.

"Poor kitten. I didn't mean to take you away from your girlfriend." Luka teased, her light and soundless chuckle filling demonstrating itself with beats of warm air against the back of the lioness's neck even while this feline squirmed and tried to get out of the sudden headlock that she found herself in. With one arm securing that neck Luka found her other hand free to reach around to grip for those breasts, squeezing the closest one she could find and finding it to be a bit small compared to the other ladies on this island. "Your sad tits don't even fill my hand. How are you going to attract someone?"

"She... not my girlfriend..." Jessamine protested, but it was what else she said that really pissed her off. "I don't need... huge tits to get guys. I can get whoever I want with what I've got."

"Maybe the muscle loving ones." But before Luka could make anymore of an argument she felt this lioness starting to squirm, taking a step back she'd bring that right foot to the outside of Luka's left while her shoulder impacted Luka's all too proud milkers. While they'd be crushed down against her the lioness turned that rear neck lock into a side neck loud, which she'd then shove forward in order to break free of such a simple and incomplete hold.

"You know a little bit about fighting, but not enough." Jessamine smirked to her, already lifting her hands in a grappling stance as she estimated just the kind of fighting method that this wolf was likely to try and use on her. Jessamine preferred to strike, but that didn't mean striking was all she knew.

The she wolf wasn't about to be outdone by this lioness, though, and moved in fast, seeing that stance and making for a long and hard grab towards those exposed hands. What she didn't expect was for those hands to drop leaving Luka completely open for a fast strike to the ribs, a hard follow-up to the side of her cheek, and then as she brought her hands down to try and catch Jessamine by the shoulders those forearms lifted up to pop those hands off fo her and make a rather devestating punch directly into her left tit, even crushing it down against Luka's own body. The wolfess's mouth opened, making the motion to cry out in sudden pain and surprise, but no sound came out at all.

"Time to end this." The feline confirmed to herself, bringing her guard in close while she took a step into Luka's range of space. The arch that followed that next punch crossed through the air, a wide motion from that leading shoulder so that even if Luka did put up a guard this attack would simply move around it, what she didn't expect was that her wrist would be locked inside of a grip the moment it came in range, she didn't expect the other hand to lift up to press against her feline elbow, and she especially didn't expect for the muscular she-wolf to twist that curvy body with enough speed to force Jessamine to lose her footing entirely and be forcibly guided directly into the shattered remains of what use to be a standing mast for this old decrepit ship.

Splinters flew near and about from the impact, and what this lion now sat on, what the imprint of her body had made, felt more like a throne of spikes pricking at every point that happened to make contact with it. When hands gripped the wood it would break away leaving her with little more than dust flakes before Jessamine could roll her attention back to her attacker just in time to see a knee rising up towards her. With no time to move at all the lioness grunted when she felt that strong and powerful leg impact the nether of her pussy lips like a battering ram hitting her right at her gates. When that knee was pulled back so were strings of heated pussy fluid to accompany it.

The lion had to fight back, though, and with a fast swing of her fist she'd try and knock the wolfess back only to find her fist caught within the larger grip of this bustier woman. Another fist immediately launched out and also immediately met the same fate, trapped under the squeezing grip before Luka would force this woman further down onto her self made seat. Hands were lifted behind Jessamine's neck, gripped tightly as both were exchanged to be wrist locked by simply one of Luka's hands so that the other hand could be freed up for more important work.

"W.. What are y..." Before she could even finish her sentence Luka fed her an answer, providing two long canine fingers directly into the depths of her aching and somehow hungry cunny tunnel.

"I take it back," Luka said to her with a smirk over her toothy grin, "If you can squirm like that against my fingers, I agree that you really can get any guy you want."

In the mean time, Erika had only just left her friend behind in the possibly more than capable hands of her newly assigned partner, but this tigress didn't have as much time to pay attention to what was happening behind her as she witnessed the pure white squirrel climbing over the banaster back into what was left to be classified as the deck of this what was left to be classified as a ship. Lilly had only just been thrown over by Luka who had really done a number on her massive tits, leaving the rodent to nurse them for a second with a deeply rooted rubbing while looking around to see what was happening here in the fight. Clearly Luka had moved on to another target that was already breaking free of her headlock, but what was more concerning was the sight of Erika rushing at her.

"Confused? We decided to switch off, which means you get the pleasure of dealing with me now." Erika said rather proudly, enjoying her time in this fight so far and wanting to see what this new opponent could really do.

With all this flattering talk Lilly was able to grip hold of the railing she'd just climbed over and pull herself to her feet. If she was going to have to fight Erika then she'd rather do it standing than sitting around. What caught her off guard was that she didn't really know much about this woman, hadn't fought her at all before, but she knew Luka well enough to know what the she wolf was capable of, and knew that she was a real powerhouse for this competition. If she didn't handle the tiger quickly then she believed that the she-wolf would eventually overpower her partner no matter how skilled Jessamine might be.

With the way Erika was built she expected those punches to come in fast, come in hard, and come in hurting. What she wasn't expecting was to have the whole tiger making a skipping step towards her and wrapping those strong arms around her body. Before Lilly could manage to regain any level of balance her huge breasts were sent flopping and swaying over her body as the deck hit her squarely in the back with this feline over top of her. Lilly wasn't some amature fighter, but she'd clearly misread this woman and lifted her guard up to better protect her face. Feet kicked against the floor as she scooted her pale white body across over and over again, but Erika wasn't about to simply let her get away. Every kick was brought to scoot that rodent's body was met with the tigress crawling back into a mounting position while Lilly was forced to do nothing more than try and defend herself against punches that weren't even being thrown.

When Lilly felt the wall of the cabin hit her in the top of the head she'd blink, realizing only now that her space for moving had been extremely limited all along and now it had managed to run out. Still that guard remained, but without anywhere to go she needed to find a way to get back to her feet, something that Erika would eventually help her with. Those punches still never came into play, never rained down against the white squirrel instead found the attack coming in a completely different way. Fingers gripped down into her already sore chest, her nipples puffing out from the pain against the inside of Erika's palms while those enormous fun bags enveloped her fingers all the way up past the tiger's wrists. Lilly cried out in a light mixture of pain with a very slight hint of pleasure before that grip was changed. Those fingers still sunk into her lovely and now lightly damaged beauties, but instead of pressing in Erika was now pulling out, pulling against those breasts and while muscles swelled long the tigress's arms and back Lilly had no choice but for her body to be lifted up by the tits in the most painful method possible.

Another slam brought Lilly against that same cabin wall this time, or at least what remained of it which only served to trap the rodent between this wooden surface and the body of the feline that now smirked down at her. "How do you want to continue this fight from here?" That voice asked through the smirk, that tiger tail moving to brush against Lilly's still heated pussy as a means to demonstrate the route that Erika intended to take this sex fight.

Lilly was in trouble here, she needed to get some space and come up with a better plan now that she knew a bit more about how Erika tended to fight. An extremely bushy squirrel tail lifted, aiming to rise up between them, trying to function once again like a shield as it had so many times before, but this was a trick that Erika had seen already and one that left the tigress stomping down against so that as the tail lifted her foot would lower it just as easily, pinning the fluffy extention down against the deck so that it would stay out of the way. This last resort left the rodent open, and that tail pushing in past her cunny folds made sure that she was wide open.

The two women called out in unison, their voices rolling back and forth against the sky and sea together as they were handled, used, and despite their struggles couldn't find a way to keep the other woman out of them. Lilly gripped hold of that tail, but with it already plunging so deep inside of her body she couldn't pull enough of it out to actually stop Erika from pushing more in forcing the squirrel to start drooling as her mouth was locked in an open state.

"There's no need to fight it. You don't have enough strength left to stop it now, beautiful." The tigress charmed, lashing her tail back and forth in small circles within that body which only rolled Lilly's hip to follow the flow of this motion.

Luka was having her own fun, driving two fingers within that awaiting cunny, spreading those digits, separating them, curling one and then the other, even pumping them individually just so that Jessamine couldn't find any method of getting use to the invading fingers that found a new home within her. It was as if the she wolf was digging within her, looking for some unknown treasure aboard this shattered ship which only brought that canine body closer to once again crush those large tits down against the feline ones.

"L.. let me... oh.. go.." The lion would struggle to say while the blushing of her cheeks burned through the flesh of her face.

Even if these two wanted to hold on, even if they wanted to give the lion and the squirrel a chance to recover, it was far too late for that, far too deep within this match, and far too arrousing to really stop their methods for the sake of enjoying the fight any longer. Afterall, what could be more fun than seeing either of them project that scream of defeat that was the flavor of choice for any woman within this tournament? It was that call they'd both be after now, drunk in their expectation of it, and like the toll of a bell they found that expectation answered by the dripping fem-cream that ran down from both of their well worked pussies at the same time. Both crying out in their tones like a choir of forced orgasm, that was the victory theme to any match on this island.

With both released Jessamine nearly melted into the now cum stained seat that her body had created, a still thorning discomfort that Luka was happy to simply leave her seated in while Lilly was left to slump down along the wall to the floor. Gasping breaths were the after call, the two losing girls trying to catch what little breath they could before these two more brutal women would strive to claim that victory that they'd just earned so unquestioningly.

"Winner!" Came the interrupting yell from an asure hostess, the look of satisfaction and joy wrapped around her lips while she looked on with the others that might very well have been simply forgotten about until this shout re-announced their presence. "Luka and Erika move on to the next round. Claim your prize ladies."

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The winner's eyes crossed at the conclusion of their fight with an unspoken agreement between them. They may have finished the fight by defeating the other's rival, but those women were rivals for a reason and now that the fight was over they would wordlessly agree to switch those rivals back to their appropriate partner. It was one thing to win the fight, but if anyone was going to handle their personal rival then it certainly wasn't going to the be unfamiliar touch of the other. Both understood this, and with their steps taking them they'd cross one another with a celebritory fist bump as if tagging out to go back to where they belonged.

Luka's fingers wrapped around blonde locks of Lilly's hair, something that made her squirm quickly in defense, but immediately calmed down when she realized that she'd actually lost here and that loss came with an honoring expectation.

"You really are worked up, aren't you?" Luka said with a light smirk, almost feeling for the squirrel on how badly she'd been beaten by both the wolfess and the tigress who had been put against her. Lilly only blushed, tryinig to think of something to say, but when nothing came out she instead found lips crushing down against her own which caused her rounded rodent ears to fold back a bit.

This tactic worked well enough as Lilly's squirming seemed to stop, her movement seemed to calm down a bit, and with a hand wrapping around her tail she'd just look on in near confusion to Luka's interest in that fluffy appendage. The rule of the fight was simple enough, the winner who dominated the opponent into an orgasm would get to use that opponent as they saw fit in order to reach a climax of their own. Of course, Lilly was missing a body part needed to make that happen, but this tail would still substitute just fine for the same purpose, and with it she'd start to play her own cunny lips against the tip.

"Come on, Lilly. You're so proud of this tail, show me what it can really do... and make it good." She'd said simply, not shy at all about what she wanted.

Lilly smirked a bit, and with an arch of her tail she'd force it in, driving that white fluff to vanish within the hungry canine tunnel as deep as she was permitted to go. Luka's voice started to pick up, her hips rolling side to side, up and down, back and forth, but clearly she was enjoying the feeling of this solid core wrapped in soft fur being forced into her. With a motion the she wolf moved to slide up the length of the squirrel's body dragging those large tits against her until Luka's rested on top of Lilly shoulders and then her head. The squirrel was a bit shorter than her, there was no argument there, but even as Luka looked down at those eyes staring up at her from her cleavage she simply had to moan to her in a slowly louder rate.

Most of the ladies that had been watching the fight had left now that it was over, not interested in seeing two winning fighters take the time to orgasm. Where some went on back to the temple to see who the next fight would be, others already knew and were simply biding their time as they waited their turn to eventually come around. Not every fighter was going to watch every fight, but they weren't entirely expected to. The only person that really needed to be present was the hostess herself in order to determine when a match ended, and the fact that she did deeply enjoy the sight of seeing strong women battle one another for any level of supremacy between them.

Erika was one of these women, already enjoying the sight of her friend in this thorn filled chair, but like any good friend she wouldn't leave her there. With a helping hand she'd pull Jessamine free so that the lion could fall down on her knees across this wooden deck still working to catch her breath after such a hard defeat. While Erika enjoyed her friendly rivalry with this woman, she certainly wasn't going to let her get away with owing her what she now did. Hands gripped onto the sides of Jessamine's head, and while those lioness eyes widened in surprise, the sight that they took in of a tigress pussy coming directly for them made her realize just what losing here really meant.

With a second of reluctance she gave in to the custom and gripped hole of Erika's muscular thighs, squeezing them while leaning her head forward so that she wouldn't have to deal with that prickly mast anymore. A long, rough, feline tongue reaching out towards the already dripping tiger puss, so that with a single slurping draw of her mouth muscle she could arch that tongue up past the folds and dig her way into awaiting tunnel. Back and forth her tongue would pull more and more from that cunt, tasting the walls as the roughness of it was designed exclusively for pulling and combing, so that with every lick those hips were made to hump forward outside of Erika's control.

"Ugh.. I forgot how good you are at this." The tigress said, almost to the risk of Jessamine stopping, but the lion powered on through that tease as she traveled a slow exhale of her breath directly up into that awaiting and now gaping hole.

Every long pull drew more of Erika's fluids free, which only made those fingers against Jessamine's skull tighten to better secure her place. Longer licks drew more of that pussy juice which fueled louder moans from her friend who stood over her. When Jessamine looked up all she could see were those huge tits, bobbing and swaying with the filling of Erika's lungs, even a hand reaching up to squeeze it did little to hide them away as a reminder of the kind of woman that had just bested her on this ship.

Twin tones of women's voices lifted up against the attention they were receiving and just as they peaked to their loudest call a flood of sensual fluid to mark the losers of this fight for exactly what they were, drenching one face and one tail, in the heated warmth of victory that left the winners panting, but smiling at their finally fully claimed win. Erika even released the head of her friend so that she could reach down and help her back to her feet almost entirely for the purpose of leaning on her while her tigress legs worked at resisting the new-found wobble they'd acquired.

"Sorry for the rough treatment, Jess. You did your best." The tiger tried to apologize only to find her lion friend shaking her head.

"Don't you go saying your sorry now after all that. We're coming back, and next time we're going to win." Jessamine said with a confident smile, her tongue still tasting what had been dumped on her, but willing to power through it for the sake of her pride and confidence.

"You know.." Luka started, moving to lift herself off of the rodent before offering a hand to lift the quite squirrel back to her feet as well, "That actually kind of worries me. I'm looking forward to seeing you get stronger Jessamine."

Lilly smiled to their exchange, moving to stand beside her partner before placing her pale white hand on that tan shoulder, "You should, Luka. We're not going to go so easy on you next time."