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An empty arena, white, enclosed on all four sides by red ropes attached to turnbuckles at the corners. A raving, screaming crowd of fans filling up the concentric rings of bleachers that surrounded the arena, walkways paved between the square and the spectators; a sacred division between performer and audience. A small microphone attached to a thin wire, cascading down from the ceiling until eventually grasped by a bulky-looking figure in a striped outfit.

The spotlights clicked on. All attention on him now.

"WWWWWWELCOME WRESTLING FANS, TO THE ROYAL RUMBLE!!!"

The crowd, already screaming at the top of their lungs and waving signs with all sorts of messages on them, absolutely erupted as soon as those words were spoken. They had all been waiting for a year to see this. Storylines set up, heroes created, villains defeated, it was all set to culminate here. Now. Tonight, for their viewing pleasure. And, not only that, but it had all come down to a team's match in the ring, no less! Equines versus felines, those were the teams for the main event this evening, and in the Lewd League, anything could happen in the ring.

"We've got hell of a show for y'all tonight. You know who's facing off, you know what's at stake, so I won't waste any more of your time..."

As soon as the host, a big, burly tiger, finished his sentence, the spotlights moved away from him and towards one of the entrances to the arena, an absolutely gigantic jumbotron on top of the entryway flanked by two smaller monitors. They all lit up at once, fancy, flashy patterns dancing across the screen as two stretched-out shadows started to come out of the hallway. The crowd's roaring was absolutely deafening as the two figures emerged, the host egging the spectators on throughout all of it until the team was fully visible. "You know them, you hate them, iiiiit's...the HERD FROM HELLLLLLL!!!"

The "Herd from Hell" consisted of two equine ladies strutting ever-so-confidently down towards the ring, using the boos and screams of the crowd as fuel for their bombastic identities. On the left was Ronda, a tall, built zebra with an attitude that matched her fluorescent purple mane and only a laced thong to hide the monster that no doubt was hiding in her pants. She was flanked by Starlight, a white horse with blue raspberry-colored hair and flesh to go with it, equally as tall and imposing and scantily-dressed as her partner...though, she at least had the decency to wear a fishnet bra that kinda sorta hid her massive bust and kept it from bouncing up and down as she walked! Her shoulder was adorned with a few star-shaped tattoos to really sell her name, and her left asscheek was outfitted with a horseshoe tattoo as well to pull everything together...you would need quite a bit of luck to get out from underneath her!

The two ladies traded barbs and insults with the crowd as they clambered into the ring, plenty of birds being flipped in both directions until Starlight was able to snatch the microphone right out of the host's hand. They confidently strode around in the ring with microphone in hand, listening to the onslaught of curses and boos from the crowd and just taking them all in without a single word. Feeding off the negative energy like she was going to feed on her opponents in a few minutes, for all of these people to witness in real time! The combination of an entire season of buildup, all for the villains to take it down at the end of the day...mmh. The victory would taste even better than the schmucks she and Ronda were going to annihilate in the ring in a few minutes.

After Starlight did a whole circle around the ring, she brought the mic to her mouth and said one sentence. "Y'all should probably save your boos for the end of the show, cuz I got a feeling that you're not going to like how things turn out."

Mic drop. A bit annoying to the referee, who had to awkwardly walk over and pick it up off the ground a few moments later, but an incensing moment for the crowd. Ronda looked on with approval: the introduction they had come up with was working exactly as planned. Audiences loved to hate, and the two of them were more than happy to give them someone to channel that hatred into. But their time at the center of attention was over, at least for now, as the lighting and music changed, and all eyes shifted to the other side of the arena to see who would be daring enough to challenge these two intimidating ladies.

Just as before, two stretched-out shadows appeared at the edge of the ring as the monitors flickered back on, this time with darker and less-flashy patterns to introduce them. These two partners were a lot more active than their opponents, the shadows dancing and sprinting down the hallway until the two felines were in the spotlight, reaping just as many cheers as the Herd from Hell got boos! Striding in front with plenty of confidence was Sabel, a cheetah with long, flowing red hair that accented the spandex and pumps she was wearing; and bringing up the rear behind her was Jasmine, a very thin, brown panther with messy, lime-dyed locks, both of them waving to the crowd and taking in all that positive energy as they clambered into the ring, just a few feet away from the horses they were about to throw down with. Only one thing was certain: at most, two people were going to be leaving this ring by the end of it all...

The host was able to hold on to his microphone this time as Jasmine and Sabel rolled up, giving the two girls a big smile before he spoke into the microphone; it seemed that even the officials were on their side at this moment! "And, facing off with the Herd from Hell today, it's everyone's favorite: the Pussyyyyyy Priiiiiide!"

Roaring a name like that was a bit difficult, but the crowd was down with it anyway, the cheering shaking the floor of the venue as they made their allegiance very much known. The tiger handed off the mic to Sabel just a moment later, no fuss required...clearly, there was some species bias involved here! "I've never had horse before...I wonder how easy it is to digest~" Sabel teased into the microphone, tossing it back to the host graciously before both of the group's headed into their respective corners.

"Short and sweet, I like it. We let our actions do the talking around here, don't we?" the tiger replied once he had the microphone in his grip, pausing to let the crowd respond to his rhetorical question before getting to the part everyone was waiting for. "You ladies know the championship rules. Tag team, last team standing wins, no tag-ins, no chair shots, and...you keep whatever meals you claim in the ring."

Deafening applause from the crowd immediately came after that last line, forcing the host to pause once more to take it all in. The tiger had more to say, but really, what was the point? Everyone knew the stakes, and these girls were looking hungry. Best for him to get out of the way before things got crazy...

*DING-DING-DING*

The tiger slipped out of the ring under one of the ropes as the bell rang three times, and chaos immediately broke out in the ring. Ronda was the first to move, immediately going for a lunging tackle on Jasmine; a risky move in a normal context, but the zebra saw the ropes right behind the cat and knew that if she missed, it would be an easy rebound. Jasmine was easily able to dodge the relatively telegraphed tackle, but she wasn't ready for the zebra to bounce back and slam right into her hind end, knocking her down to the ground immediately and eliciting a round of noise from the crowd. Only a few seconds in, and they had already seen what looked to be a pretty meaty hit! Ohhh, this was going to be a hell of a match.

Jasmine had fallen right in front of Starlight, the big blue equine already starting to slip the tip of her shaft through an opening in the black thong she was wearing in order to secure an early lead. Ronda was a bit dazed from that hit herself, though, and she wasn't able to play defense as Sabel got involved, the cheetah coming in from the side with a powerful body check that knocked Starlight far enough away for Jasmine to get back to her feet. "C'mon, you really thought it was going to be that easy?" the cat taunted Starlight as the horse was backed into a corner, separated for the moment from her teammate. Ronda was currently squaring off with Jasmine on the other side of the ring, the panther playing her best defense to keep Ronda from saving her partner. If she stalled long enough, eventually Ronda would just turn around and see a squirming bulge in the chee's midsection...

At least, that's what she hoped would happen! In reality, Starlight and Sabel were fairly evenly matched, and anything could happen once you put the two of them in a corner together...though it was clear that Sabel had the positional advantage for the time being! "Really? Getting separated from your partner so easily? Rookie move there, Starlight." Sabel taunted as she slowly moved in closer, eyes locked on the equine for any sudden movements as she heard the sounds of a scuffle starting to come to life behind her. "Already backed into a corner...you're making it so easy for me. I guess it wouldn't be the first time a confident challenger entered the ring and then became so infatuated that they decided to give up and become my nut butter...so much for a villain.~"

Starlight rolled her eyes at Sabel's taunting. Sure, she wasn't in a great position right now, but the cheetah was acting like she had already won! And being in this position actually allowed her to see the scuffle that was going on behind Sabel...and that Ronda seemed to be winning at the moment. If she could just keep this cocky cheetah talking for a bit longer, maybe Ronda would be able to break free and plant a sucker punch or two on the chee. From there, it would be pretty simple to shove Sabel right down her pulsing shaft...~

*THUNK*

...or, perhaps, Ronda would be getting her own meal at the end of all this. The crowd let out a torrent of boos as the zebra managed to pin Jasmine during their scuffle, the panther's limbs all splayed out on the ring floor as she desperately tried to struggle against the mountain of equine that was holding her down...Ronda had lost all pretense of modesty at this point, her pendulum-like tits hanging down right over Jasmine, to the point where they almost grazed by her sensitive nose every now and again! "Haah...you're a little pain in the ass, you know that? Coming in here all uppity, yet you're still going to end up like the rest of them..."

Jasmine hissed and tried her best to claw at Ronda as the zebra gloated, but the amount of weight on top of her was starting to smother the cat. Starlight, seeing all of this, kept goading the cheetah into a verbal battle in the hopes of making a 2v1. "You really think you've won already? You haven't even touched me yet, kitty..." the horse taunted, bouncing her body off of the ropes slightly to make sure she was ready for whatever Sabel came swinging with. And the cheetah was looking like she was more than ready to swing. Her tail was thwipping back and forth with fervor, she was starting to get low to the ground with her paws out at front...yeah. It looked like a dangerous clash was about to happen.

Even as Sabel charged forward, Starlight's gaze wasn't centered on the cheetah. No, she was looking straight through Sabel to the fight behind her. She let a small smirk cross her face as she saw Ronda standing over a knocked-down Jasmine, getting ready for an ass-drop of impressive proportions. A pair of commentators up in the booth were going absolutely insane over this move that was about to happen, but unfortunately for Sabel, she wasn't hooked into that audio feed. No, it was a secret to everybody but her what was happening on the other side of the ring...at least, until she heard the unmistakable SLAPping noise of ass meeting face!

*sshhhLLLP~*

Ronda's throbbing equine shaft ripped through the tiny thong that had been containing it up until now as she slammed her rear down onto a captive Jasmine's face, her donut yawning wide open to engulf the panther's whole face in one quick, incredibly pleasurable moment for Ronda. The impact was enough to draw out a new round of squirming and kicking from Jasmine, but it was far too late for her to have any effect on what was going to happen. She would have to hope that Sabel would be able to save her...and, thankfully, a deafening collective gasp from the crowd was more than enough to get her to finally turn around. "Oh, fuck! God damnit..." the cheetah cursed, a shocked look quickly spreading across her face before turning into one of anger as she rushed forward to attack Ronda while she was vulnerable. Hopefully, the zebra would be too overwhelmed with pleasure to meaningfully fight back and she could get Jasmine out of there, or maybe turn the zebra into a meal herself!

Ronda was ready, though. She wasn't exactly mobile, but her legs were long enough that she could throw out a flurry of kicks to stop Sabel in her tracks...and buy Starlight enough time to give the cheetah some REAL trouble! In this moment, Sabel was trying her best to juggle saving Jasmine with protecting her own hide, and one of those balls was going to fall soon.

The zebra cackled in victory as she lifted her rear off of the ground, clenching her pucker tight until Jasmine's head disappeared inside of her rump. "Better act fast, or she's going to be flank fat~" Ronda taunted, Jasmine's mostly limp body being pulled further inside now that the zebra's guts had a good grip on her. Those slimy bowel walls undulated and manipulated themselves around the panther's head and shoulders, doing most of the work for Ronda while she tried her best to fend off a still-advancing Sabel. Jasmine was still able to hear the scuffle going on in the ring, even though it was more than a little bit muted and muddled by the squelchy noises of the zebra's guts...the panther tried her best to at least help out Sabel a little bit, but she was so smothered by slimy flesh and slick walls that it felt like her strength was being milked out of her with every clench. Ronda's body swallowed up her neck and shoulders without so much as a hiccup. These innards were quite adept at slurping up anything that was given to them, and Jasmine was getting a real taste of why Ronda was one of her opponents today. The zebra was certainly not going to be a pushover for Sabel, but she had to act fast. Already, Jasmine was starting to form a bulge in the zeeb's lower gut...

At this point, with Sabel not really able to do anything to stop her partner from being sucked into zebra bowels, and a lot of pressure being put on her by that zebra's partner, Sabel had to start weighing her options. She could keep trying to help Jasmine, and leave herself open to getting snarfed down by Starlight, or she could turn her focus to the blue horse and potentially get a meal of her own; or, at the very least, incapacitate them for long enough so she could actually work on freeing Jasmine! Neither option was particularly attractive to the cheetah right now, but in the ring, sometimes you had to make difficult decisions.

"Erft...i'll be back for you, I promise." Sabel said, hopefully loud enough for the steadily-growing bulge inside of Ronda to hear before she turned around and focused all of her attention on Starlight. "All right, you bitch. Let's dance." she said plainly, the two wrestlers starting to square off at a good distance, both of them trying to intimidate the other into making some sort of mistake. It was fun for Ronda to watch as she casually sucked up Sabel's partner, feeling more than satisfied with her relative safety right now! "Pfft, looks like your partner gave up on you already, kid." Ronda taunted, slapping her gut with vigor as the panther that was about halfway inside of her body just simply wiggled and whimpered, too smothered by the slimy and increasingly-tight bowels around her to do anything but. She didn't really hear what Sabel said, but she could definitely hear what Ronda was saying. Though she wasn't exactly willing to believe her opponent, the words did plant a seed of doubt in the back of her mind...

Jasmine couldn't really act on anything she was thinking, though. She was basically just a pair of legs sticking out from underneath Ronda's ass, the zebra just stroking herself off in the middle of the ring as a mixture of cheers and boos fought each other for dominance. Clearly, Ronda's lewd act and powerful personality had ended up swaying some of the hornier members in the audience...and, MAN, having people cheer you on while you sucked something up inside of your bowels was a hell of a drug.

"Alright, I'll give y'all a bit of a peek~" Ronda said as loud as she could, bracing her hands behind her and starting to slowly scooch to face the biggest section of the crowd, the deafening, opposing noise of the rabid fans just ratcheting up once the zebra gave them a much better view of her fat, kicking stomach. Just then, the cheering started to overtake the booing as Ronda stretched her legs up and out as wide as they could possibly go ,letting absolutely everyone see just how close Jasmine was to disappearing up in her guts! All that was left of the panther at this point was just a pair of tightly-bound paws, barely even visible to the crowd in between Ronda's massive thighs...the fans screamed and yelled every time the zebra squeezed her thighs inward or teasingly clenched her pucker, ravenous to see the kitty cat that most of them had cheered on disappeared inside of the zebra...

And, though Ronda would have loved to tease the audience for hours, her body had a different plan. One of those little teasy pucker clenches ended up sucking in the last of Jasmine, Ronda's eyes going as wide as dinner plates as she finally felt her dilated asshole return to a normal circumference! Instantly, the zebra flopped onto her back and started to massage her swollen, kicky gut, cackling in pleasure at just how easy it was to free up that extra room in the ring! "Oh, Jasmine. So feisty, so confident...so delicious.~" the zebra taunted as she drummed her fingers on her stomach, already feeling the cat inside of her starting to slide into her small intestine. Soon, she would be gurgling away inside of her stomach, giving the zebra a little extra energy for the rest of this match...

...and, speaking of the match! As Ronda rolled to her left to observe what was going on with her teammate, it quickly became apparent that her finishing off of Jasmine wasn't the only thing they were getting hyped for. During the zebra's snack time, Starlight had been pinned in a corner by Sabel, the cheetah able to dart in and out with punches and kicks that weakened the horse both physically and mentally. It felt like she should be able to block these blows, but her reactions just weren't proving to be quick enough at their best...and, after taking a few blows, that's not where they were. "RONDA--get off your fat ass and help me over here!!" Starlight called out as she saw the zebra finishing up out of the corner of her eye, trying her best to block blow after blow from Sabel while also attempting to sweep-kick her off her feet. It was honestly looking more like an MMA match than a wrestling match, and Starlight was most certainly not built for MMA. Even with the huge, bouncing, spandex-bound bulge that the cheetah had to deal with between her legs, she was much more mobile than her opposition, something that Starlight was really starting to struggle with in her defense.

Eventually, the defense would crack. Just like the back of Starlight's head as a punch slammed her right into the turnbuckle, knocking her out cold and turning the proud equine into a crumpled pile in the corner of the ring. Even the burst of cheers from the crowd was not enough to snap Starlight back to reality, Sabel turning to those adoring fans and pumping both of her fists into the air in a show of victory before whirling back and starting to slip out of the spandex onesie she was wearing. She knew exactly what she was going to do with Starlight, and the high she was riding quickly deleted any thought of actually helping her teammate from her brain. She needed to revel in this moment, enjoy it for all it was worth...

A few moments later, Sabel's package sprung free of its confines as soon as she got the fabric around her waist like it was spring loaded. The audience was treated to the emergence of an honestly impressive pair of thick, hungry orbs that nearly touched the ground already, along with a cheetah shaft easily as thick as a barrel, already starting to stiffen and harden up now that it had the room to breathe freely. "Ohohoho, this is going to feel so fucking nice..." Sabel gloated as she approached Starlight, stroking at her cock with one hand while casually picking her foe up by the chin. Just doing that was a bit of an arm workout, which only made Sabel more excited as she thought about all that weight filling up her hungry sack. She couldn't wait to blow Starlight out all over this arena, to make a mess that the stadium janitors would be telling stories about for years!

Sabel placed her hand firmly against the back of Starlight's head, thrusting her hips forward while giving the horse a firm push that shoved her entire muzzle into her drooling cockslit! The cheetah cried out in pleasure as she felt that opening get stretched out to an impressive degree; it was a feeling that she hadn't experienced in far, far too long...ohhh, she was absolutely going to savor this moment for as long as she could. Getting churned into thick nut butter was exactly what Starlight deserved...

Being plunged into a hot, sticky tunnel was just the thing to rouse Starlight from her unconsciousness, though she certainly didn't feel any better. The back of her head was absolutely throbbing, and it took her more than a few seconds to even remember where she was - and that was only because of a sharp breath in where she almost choked on the stale musk emanating from deeper within the clenching tunnel. "Fuck, fuck, fuckin'..." the horse swore as she tried to grip the slick shaft with her hands, however wobbly and unwieldy they were. Sabel just laughed uproariously as she felt the horse coming back to life inside of her, casually clenching her loins and watching her cock happily swallow down another few inches of the stunned equine. "Hah! You're going to need to do a lot better than that if you want to escape being a fat, musky load, sweetie~" the cheetah replied, reaching down to fondle her nuts a little bit, already thinking about how it would feel to have Starlight all stuffed away in there.

Ronda was aware this was happening, but a combination of being far too absorbed in the crowd and the difficulties of moving with an entire person snaking through your bowels made it difficult for her to actually do anything. She would be over encumbered for quite a bit, rolling onto her side and hearing her gut make a wet swooshing noise as all that meat inside sloshed around...Jasmine wasn't quite in the zebra's stomach yet, but such a long and arduous trip through the zebra's innards had still taken quite a toll on the panther. She was little more than a barely-conscious blob of nutrients and calories moving through Ronda's intestines, incapable of any agency or real thought. Exactly how food should be. The only impact she was having on the match was making it difficult for Ronda to move around in any meaningful way...so, one could say she was at least helping out Sabel, still!

Sabel had one hand running along the underside of her shaft to support it as it started to work down the horse's wide shoulders, Sabel gasping and lolling her head back at the truly unbelievable sensation of having her slit stretched to its limits and beyond! Her knees were wobbling to a concerning degree, and the cheetah honestly started to prepare herself to fall right into the turnbuckle if she needed to. "AAahn~! Oh, Starlight, you were just *made* to be cock food..." the cheetah eventually said after catching her breath for long enough to actually speak a complete sentence, continuing to rhythmically massage her shaft to work on disappearing Starlight. Soon, those shoulders had disappeared inside her starving cock slit, a loud *shLRP* accompanying the flex of shaft muscle that noisily gulped down another few inches of the horse's stunned body. Mmm, those amazing, plump tits, sliding down to become little more than a thick, steaming load of chee cum...

The horse was relying on her impressive bust to be enough of a roadblock for Sabel that she could get a few moments to catch her bearings, but that was quickly turning out to not be the case. Once the flesh had stretched around her shoulders, it was more than ready to take her plump tits, spreading over and engulfing them without any real effort on Sabel's part! The cheetah could just enjoy the feelings flooding her body, and the adoration from the crowd, while her loins did all of the work for her~

Steadily, the bulge in the underside of Sabel's cock continued to grow, occasional kicks and squirms the only sign that the Starlight was still an even conscious inside of there! She certainly wasn't putting up enough of a fight for anyone outside of Sabel to notice, and even then, all that she was doing was laughing and reveling in the horse's pitiful attempt at escape. "I-is this really all you can muster, sweetie? I thought this was the finals match, not round one..." the cheetah continued to taunt as her shaft convulsed once more, noisily slurping the rest of Starlight's bust up, along with her midriff. Already, the tip of her shaft was starting to nibble on Starlight's waist, threatening to make it disappear in the snap of a finger. In the moment, Sabel had honestly forgotten about everyone except herself, Starlight, and the crowd that was fueling this lusty domination...

And that included Ronda, so the cheetah was lucky that she decided to make herself known before she was really in a position to snatch Sabel up herself. "Enjoying yourself over there, huh?" the zebra commented sardonically, still lying on her side with a gradually-softening gut full of panther. Ronda seemed much less vexed with her partner's fate than Sabel was earlier, though perhaps it was just because she knew there was absolutely nothing she could do to save Starlight at this point! It was clear that this was going to come down to a one versus one battle in the ring to decide things, and Ronda wanted to take the small time advantage she had to the bank and get Jasmine on her hips already. She would be much more useful as some extra squish for a hip check then as a fat bulge in her midsection, after all.

Hearing Ronda's voice again startled Sabel for a second, until she turned around and saw that the zebra was still not in any position to be in any kind of threat to her for the time being. "Hff...yeah, I suppose you could say that. The limelight does something to you, I'm sure you know that." Sabel responded simply, flexing her muscles one more time to suck in the twitching waist of the horse. That bulge in her shaft was starting to disappear into her crotch now, and the cheetah knew it would only be a matter of time before her hungry balls got what they were looking for. That much closer to turning the prideful equine into little more than a stain in the middle of the ring!

Another clench pulled those knees inside and dumped the first wriggling bulge into Sabel's sack, the cheetah able to hear an audible splash as all of the pent-up cream inside finally had some company! "Nnf, I can't wait until you make my balls touch the floor~" Sabel continued to taunt, using one of her fingers to casually push on the blue hooves and black high heels that were really the only thing sticking out of her shaft at this point. 90% of Starlight was either ball filler or cheetah shaft bulge, and every little bit of pressure that Sabel put on her cock meal only upped the percentage. Meanwhile, Starlight was gasping for air as her head kept getting dunked into the bubbling, boiling pool of jizz that filled the lower half of her new surroundings, her arms still tightly bound inside of Sabel's gluttonous meat. The horse grimaced as she felt the cheetah's cockslit slowly closing over her hooves with absolutely nothing that she could do about it, one final clench completely sealing her inside of Sabel's loins. "Oh, fuck..." was the only response that Starlight could have. The only thing she could do at this point was curse.

Sabel almost collapsed upon feeling the last of Starlight slip into her shaft. Her knees were ready to give out, and if they did, she did at least have a nice cushion to land on now that her balls were filling up, but the cheetah did manage to keep her footing long enough to stumble back over to the ropes, turn around, and take a bit of a dive backwards. The cheetah just panted and tried to catch her breath as she cleared away some of the long, red hair that had overtaken her face, the shaft she still had a hand on drooling out a few beads of precum onto the floor in front of her. She didn't need to say anything, because there really weren't any words that could truly sum up the divine feelings coursing through every atom of her body right now...and Starlight wasn't even fully contained yet! There was still a bulge or two sliding down the underside of Sabel's shaft, but now that she didn't have to keep herself standing, Sabel was able to let her body react in any way it wanted to. It was kind of strange, honestly, to feel so weightless while several hundred pounds were being added to your body weight.

A deep *GLNK* accompanied the last of Starlight's weight being dumped into Sabel's balls, the cheetah crying out in passion as her balls stretched to their maximum size, at least for the time being. Sabel's head was blown back, and her eyes tightly shut as she felt Starlight kicking up a storm inside her sac, as much as she could...but, just as Sabel was starting to settle in, and bask in her victory as she waited for Starlight to churn up into nut sludge inside of her, the fact that there was one other person left in the ring with her came to light once more. Ronda's stomach had turned Jasmine into nothing but thick, nutritious sludge, and while the zebra was still having a bit of trouble carting the extra weight around, she was still able to wobble back to her feet and make her way back to the center of the ring to challenge Sabel once more.

"You don't get to relax just yet, dear.~"

Sabel just let out a long, belabored groan as she heard Ronda's confident voice coming from in front of her. Fuck. She was absolutely not ready to deal with the zebra right now. The cheetah slowly rolled her head forward once more, one hand on her forehead as she tried her best to handle the surges of pleasure that racked her body every few seconds. Ronda was standing a few feet in front of the cheetah now, arms akimbo and her round, sagging stomach in full view for Sabel to ogle...as well as her shaft, a pulsating, black monster of a horsecock now completely free from any restraints and with quite the surface to grind and hump against as she showed off!

"What's the matter, hun? Feeling a bit lethargic with all that extra weight between your legs?" Ronda taunted as she slowly closed the distance between her and Sabel, reveling in every moment, every step that sloshed her stomach around and bounced her cock up and down. She knew that the cheetah was far, far too full to make any real attempt at escape or fighting back, and now the only question on her mind was how exactly she was going to take down Sabel. Perhaps her own balls could have a bit of filling, or maybe the slit that was nestled further back between her legs...

"N-not even going to try to save her?" Sabel asked a few moments later, somewhat stunned by how quickly Ronda was willing to move on from her teammate. Jasmine was obviously a lost cause, but Sabel was already feeling pretty unsteady, and one errant twitch or movement could be all that her body needed to shoot the horse back out in (mostly) one piece!

"Pft. She's yours, dear. But soon, both of you will be mine..." the zebra replied curtly, another step putting her almost within arms' reach of Sabel. The cheetah was still so overwhelmed by pleasure, she was barely able to muster any response to the gloating equine. Ronda was acting like she had already won...and, given her position in the ring, Sabel could understand that. Her knees were still wobbly. Her heart was still pounding up in her chest. And, most of all, she still had a few extra hundred pounds to lug around between her legs. She had to do something, though. She couldn't just let it end like this...!

Somehow, the cheetah managed to summon the strength to kick one of her legs out. Perhaps the high heel she was wearing would do enough damage to Ronda to maybe knock her on her ass, and give the cheetah precious seconds with which she could try and mulch Starlight as fast as possible. Her foot connected right with the zebra's engorged stomach, knocking Ronda back a few steps with a loud *shGLrrrsh* coming from her fat belly to boot! Unfortunately, that extra slosh in her gut acted like a shock absorber for Ronda, the zebra barely even missing a stride in her step as she continued to walk forward like a Terminator until she was practically leaning right over Sabel. The cheetah just wilted under the pressure as she saw how little her blows were doing to stop the zebra's advance. She had tried a few times to sweep Ronda off her feet with a sliding kick, but those fat, groaning balls of hers were proving to be quite the obstacle for Sabel to work around...and the cheetah was quickly running out of time to get used to them.

Ronda was completely unfazed by her opponent, even as Sabel started to hiss and cuss and do her best to push the zebra away from her. "Looks like you're not a real pred after all. One person in your balls and you melt just like they're about to. I think you'd be much better off as zebra slosh, dear..." Ronda taunted as she bent down to meet eyes with Sabel, one finger coming up underneath the cheetah's chin to make sure she was staring directly at the equine's devious grin. Sabel bared her teeth and hissed in Ronda's face the best she could, but that was all the encumbered cheetah really could do. Her swings were meaningless, bouncing off of the sloshing gut full of her former partner that was now sagging into her lap. Every slosh and stir in her balls made the cheetah wish that she had struck first, that she was the one in position to end this bout once and for all...

And then, a hook to the side of her head shut that train of thought down. Along with all of her other thoughts.

Just as Starlight had done before, Sabel immediately crumpled to the floor after one perfectly-placed punch from Ronda. Perhaps the zeeb really was just stronger than her opponent, or perhaps the process of shoving someone down into her balls had worn down the finalist into much more of a mortal. Either way, Ronda was now the only conscious person left in the ring, and she had all the time in the world to take in her victory. A vicious cackle pierced the air as the zebra reveled in her superiority; so many possible ways to destroy Sabel, it was hard to choose just one! There was one that had been calling out to her since she stepped into the ring, though. A chance to melt Sabel down into a much different kind of nut...

"So easy." Ronda remarked to herself as she dragged the limp cheetah by her still-hard shaft towards the center of the arena. There was no microphone nearby, but she still wanted the audience to hear exactly what she was about to do to the cheetah. "Better say your goodbyes, because Sabel here is going to be sliding into my cunt in a few seconds!~" she yelled at the top of her lungs, the crowd immediately divided by the method of consumption she had chosen. Plenty of them were overjoyed to see Ronda showing off another hungry orifice of hers, but it seemed like more than a few wanted the zebra to give her the treatment she gave Starlight...nevertheless, Ronda's mind had been made up. She crouched down right over Sabel's lolled-back head, using the cheetah's erection to stabilize herself every now and again while she aligned her hips in just the perfect spot. A hand soon reached around behind her, slipping underneath the cheetah's long hair and palming her skull firmly as she went to drop all her weight down at the same time..

*shhLLLllp~*

And the zebra wound up right on target. A shriek of pleasure escaped her lips as she felt Sabel's muzzle sliding right between her nether lips, her own knees starting to shake and wobble as stimulation overwhelmed her body for a brief moment. She hadn't had anything like that down there in quite a long time...! Her own fingers, of course, but there was quite a big difference between that and a warm, living person, though Sabel wasn't exactly squirmy yet. All in due time. For the moment, Ronda just wiggled her butt from side to side on top of Sabel, her folds gradually stretching apart and allowing in more of the cheetah's muzzle and face...even in her unconscious state, the experience seemed to harden her pulsating shaft quite a bit! And speaking of that shaft...

Ronda could take a lot, but she probably wasn't going to be able to take that full package as it was right now. Starlight was cheetah splooge now, and she needed to come out so that Ronda could avenge her! Yeah...something like that. So, to help that along, Ronda started stroking up and down Sabel's shaft with her hooves, doing her best to stimulate the big cat as much as she could. It was hard to give a satisfying footjob when your feet were covered in hard, clacky keratin, but Ronda was really giving it her all! It was unfortunate that her work would mostly go unappreciated, considering that Sabel was both unconscious and neck-deep in zebra clit by now...but, hey, it was making it easier for the zebra to reach that splashy finish she wanted so badly, at least!

Those hooves kept up their vigorous massage as Ronda gradually worked Sabel's shoulders up inside of her nethers, her folds thankfully slickening up quite a bit as time passed to add some much-needed lubrication to the whole process. The zebra actually found it surprisingly easy to slip Sabel's shoulders up inside of herself, only having to put a little bit of extra effort forward while she focused on the gurgling, sloshing tank full of her former partner. She could feel the shaft continuing to stiffen and throb underneath her feet, and she knew that it wouldn't take much longer before Sabel had a very wet dream...was it called a wet dream if you were unconscious as opposed to just asleep?

A question to ponder later on, for sure. In the moment, though, Ronda felt herself putting a lot more effort into getting Sabel off, stroking up and down that shaft with her hooves as fast as she could and even leaning forward so she could reach out and help out with her hands. Sabel's body sort of came with the equine as she leaned forward, a testament to how deep Ronda had managed to cram the cheetah inside of her in such a small amount of time; there was already a small, taut bulge forming in Ronda's lower gut as her slick folds slid right over Sabel's chest and midriff.

The crowd had steadily tapered off as they watched all this happen, as if they were shocked by the lengths that the zebra would go to in order to win. Helping her own partner melt inside the balls of her opponent...that was a tough pill to swallow, for sure. "Aaalmost there~" Ronda commented as she managed to reach a foot down to squish at Sabel's balls, feeling the incredible stiffness of her opponent's shaft as well as the nice, sloshy form that Starlight had transitioned into. Already, some of that nut butter was starting to leak out of Sabel's tip; just a few more strokes, and Sabel would be all hers. Her snatch was already firmly clenched around the cheetah's waist, so as soon as Sabel unconsciously blew her load, it would be over for her.

When Sabel finally did cum, there was no fanfare. No loud cry of orgasm, no earth-shattering moans. No, there was only the low, rumbling laugh of victory that Ronda let out as she saw Sabel's shaft blast rope after rope of hot, fresh cream, a musky stain forming in the middle of the arena composed of her former partner. The thrill of victory rushed through Ronda's veins as she saw the xheetah's balls steadily drain themselves, eagerly clenching and pulling in the cheetah's crotch bit by bit. That huge cock would be a bit of a problem still, but at least it would be soft in a few moments' time!

"Ohoho...it's truly an incredible feeling, knowing that there's nothing anyone can do to stop me from pulling Sabel up inside of me now. No chance in the world she doesn't end up as a cumstain in the ring, just as her partner did. Is this what you perverts wanted?~" Ronda monologued on, having her villain moment with a captive audience that had to listen to her ramble if they wanted to see the splooshy ending of all this. Sunken cost fallacy and such, though there were definitely more than a few members of the audience that enjoyed seeing the zebra absolutely indulge herself to completion! Ronda fell backwards onto the arena floor as the rest of Sabel's orgasm dribbled out of the tip of her shaft, the zebra rubbing at her taut belly as she clenched in the waist of her adversary and started to fold that monster shaft between Sabel's limp legs as it shrank to a slightly-more manageable size. It still stretched out Ronda's canal quite a bit as she took it in, the sensation driving the zebra into a fit of passion as her body tried its best to fit all of that meat inside...

Ronda's thighs clenched inwardly with a powerful rhythm, the audience watching in disbelief as the cheetah's monster shaft and orbs just...disappeared inside of the zebra, her stomach once again expanding to an incredible size. Though, this time, the bulge was a bit more southward! In strikingly few seconds, all of Sabel's package had been slurped up into Ronda's nethers, the zebra already starting to leak quite a bit of her own fluids out into the ring as she lewdly swallowed up Sabel's limp legs. So close...

*ssShLLlk!~*

Ronda's legs splayed out in front of her after the zebra clenched inward one last time, feeling her belly bounce and swell up to nearly maximum size, all of Sabel packed away in her hungry womb. Already, she could feel the walls of her uterus clenching and squeezing inward on Sabel's body, eager to mulch up the endowed cheetah into the most dazzling and satisfying of orgasms. By now, Ronda could feel the tiniest bit of resistance from Sabel inside of her; evidently, the cheetah had come back to some form of consciousness...but that wouldn't last long. In fact, Sabel might end up regretting being conscious for what was about to come next.

Ronda started to push and press down on her womb, giving her innards a hearty massage to help the process along. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the referee starting to walk over, presumably to hold her hand up and declare her the winner. "No! Stop. I haven't won until she's nothing but a stain." Ronda demanded, holding her palm out to stop the ref from ending things prematurely while her other one continued to massage and squelch the chee still very much trapped inside of her. She could already feel her opponent starting to soften up under her fingers; it was obvious that there wouldn't be much waiting for the crowd before they got to witness the thrilling conclusion to this championship bout. Ronda's body was convulsing and clenching, the zebra crying out as she felt her body juicing up Sabel in record time. It seemed that even the unconscious processes of her body knew that everyone was waiting to see this. It was happening, here and now, no dilly-dallying or waiting around. Those cheetah shaped bulges were steadily disappearing, rounding out into a wombful of boiling-hot, musky, thick femcum. Femcum that needed to be free.

*Aa-AAAaaaAAHHHhhh! AAAHHHhhhnnnn!!!~*

As Ronda felt that flood of cream start to erupt from between her legs, the last tiny remnant of any inhibitions she had left washed away with them. The zebra rolled her head back, staring straight up at the domed ceiling of this arena as she let out a deafening cry of passion that made her throat feel raspy before she even finished it. The amount of fluid weight shifting inside of her body was indescribable, her canal pumping out what had to be gallons of the thick, musky goo into the center of the ring as the crowd around her cheered and gasped in awe. The zebra's body was so much more powerful than everyone else's; it was clear that the most deserving competitor had won today, even if she had to step on a few toes in order to get there. And now, it was hers. Her foes had been vanquished, gurgled into padding on her ass or a steaming load. Ronda had won, and that was the most delicious thing of all.

The referee came over again after the last of Ronda's victory load had been expelled away from her body at a terrifying speed. Ronda felt her arm being picked up and hoisted into the air, but frankly, she was feeling much like the liquid she had just pumped out of her. Drunk on her own success, on victory. So she just sort of...let it happen. In fact, maybe she'd ask to be carried off in a stretcher after basking in her victory for a little bit. She deserved to not have to use her legs again after a showing like that.