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Ayami's phone dinged with a notification; she knew that chime well. It was the challenge app, there was someone nearby who wanted to fight. To anyone looking at the slender white furred cheetah, with her pink cherry blossom spots and the long twin pink pigtails dressed in what could best be described as a Sailor Moon outfit, the would be forgiven thinking she was just a normal schoolgirl. But they would be wrong, Ayami, despite her age and appearance, was one of the top ranked fighters for this year's Street Brawl.

The Street Brawl was an illegal competition run by the triads in whichever cities they held control in. The police knew to turn a blind eye to the fights, which let the triads run their illegal gambling ring unimpeded. As the fights revolved around mostly honor and bragging status, the intent was not to kill or even injure one's opponent, but to rather humiliate them as much as possible. Initially it had started with just silly slaps or takedowns, then as the tournament became more mainstream in the underworld, it began to evolve into something more lewd.

Ayami didn't need to accept the challenge request; she already had enough points to go through to the semi-final round. But even if she lost to the unknown challenger, it would give her enough points to move up a space, meaning she would no longer be pitted against that disgusting fat boar and instead she would be fighting the Jade, the lime green tigress. The point scoring round was still open as not all the spots had been filled, but that did not immediately guarantee that whomever had challenged her was looking for a spot in the semi-final. There were those that fought just for the pleasure of the fights, in the hopes of being humiliated by their opponent.

Ayami nodded at her pale blue rabbit friend as she tapped "Accept" on the challenge notification. Once both parties had accepted the challenge, a map of the surrounding area appeared with a marked spot designating where they were to meet for the fight. As the triads basically owned this area, it was not likely to be a private affair out of the public eye. Not that the cheetah minded, she did rather enjoy putting on a show.

A short walk later and Ayami found herself standing at one end of a stone courtyard surrounded by covered wooden walkways. There were barrels and boxes stacked in the corners which looked to be supplies for an upcoming celebration, but which had not yet been set out. As expected, the area was open to the public but at this hour there were many people around, perhaps that would soon change.

The feline handed her phone to her friend and showed her where to press the "Record/Transmit" button to upload the fight. If signal allowed, their fight would be broadcast live to the triad servers, it not, it would be recorded and uploaded later for verification. Ayami cracked her knuckles and rolled her head side to side before stretching in preparation. A soft gasp from the rabbit behind her caught her attention, when she turned to look at her friend, she saw the small blue rabbit staring wide eyed and pointing across the makeshift arena, at her opponent.

Standing opposite Ayami was a large black wolf, easily double her size. His eyes were a dark reddish brown, looking almost demonic. He wore nothing but simple purple and gold shorts, leaving his chest and limbs bare so she could see the white marks all over him, as if he were dressed as a skeleton for Halloween.

"His name is Dirge, he's new..." the rabbit squeaked behind Ayami as she read his stats, now they were revealed. The problem with new people was that they always had something to prove, but also there wasn't enough data to know what kind of fighter they were or what they were capable of.

Dirge looked the serious type, like he was planning on getting into the semi-finals. He didn't seem the sort to want to be actively humiliated, though by comparison, his companion seemed the polar opposite to him. Standing beside the serious large dark wolf, was a white bouncy vixen who was currently waving at Ayami rather emphatically. The cheetah raised her hand and waved back in confusion, normally teams didn't interact much or even acknowledge each other, these two must be extremely new to this it seemed.

Ayami and Dirge stepped into the ring, both nodding back at their partners whom pressed the "Fight!" button. After a few seconds when their live streams had synched up, a loud mechanical bell rang and the fight was on. Instead of rushing forward as she expected him to, Dirge stood motionless and stared at the smaller feline. He was waiting for her to make the first move.

"Fine" she thought, using her speed and darting in to fake a swipe at his lower legs, expecting him to jump so she could topple him. Dirge did not move, he simple stared down at her and took the blow. Ayami winced and summersaulted back out of his reach, feeling her foot throb. The wolf was strong and heavy, she wasn't going to get him down on the floor very easily. Hopefully he was at least slow, so her speed would be her greatest weapon.

The cheetah slowly circled one way and then back the other as she sized the wolf up, who kept his face staring straight forward and only following her with his eyes. It was almost unnerving, but Ayami was quickly cottoning on to his tricks. He was trying to get into her head, but she wouldn't let him. Faking dashing left, but only to pounce to the right so she could get behind him, she felt his hands barely miss her head as she ducked under them when he tried to grab her. But it was too late, Ayami was on his back with her legs wrapped around his left thigh, trying to take it out from beneath him.

Trying to tackle Dirge was like trying to wrestle with a marble statue, he did not budge an inch. It seemed she would have to try a different tactic, hopefully to distract the wolf and get an opening. He was too muscle bound to reach far enough back to grab and pull her off his back at least, so she was able to reach around his front and into his shorts. "Oh my" she hissed, feeling a surprisingly sizeable bulge she hadn't noticed earlier. It seemed his muscles were natural and not chemically enhanced, judging by the fat nuts she felt in his pants.

"Ayami, look out!" her blue rabbit friend tried to warn, but it was too late. While she had been focused on groping and trying to stimulate his sheath to distract him, Dirge had been walking back toward one of the pillars. The feline didn't have enough time to react before he slammed himself back against it hard, once, twice and only on the third time did the cheetah crumple to the ground.

Ayami's head spun, barely holding onto consciousness as she was painfully grabbed and dragged by her long pink pigtails to the middle of the arena. As her head rolled to one side, she saw there was a sizeable crowd gathered around them watching now, watching as she lost. The spotted feline stared up at the neutral expression Dirge wore, unable to tell if he was even happy he was winning. Her short skirt being flipped up out the way before her pink panties were ripped from her and tossed aside like falling cherry blossoms barely registered, not in comparison to the thick heat which suddenly speared into her.

Dirge's large hands gripped and spread her toned thighs wide as he crammed his thick cock inside her, tugging the feline down onto him like she was some sort of sex toy. Once he was hilted in her, the wolf reached up to push her top up over the small white furred mounds of her breasts. As he started to buck into her, his eyes focused on her tits when they began to bounce and jiggle a little with his efforts. She could feel people's eyes on her as she was fucked by a complete stranger.

Dirge began to move, lifting her hips up higher and soon resting most of her weight down on her shoulders. With her thighs spread and legs bouncing up in the air, the crowd could see clearly the wolfs fat red cock splitting her little pink pussy. Ayami wanted to hate it, she always told herself she did, but it was a lie. She loved being used like this, by strong men and women, but they were so few and far between these days that it hardly ever happened anymore. With a lewd cry of bliss, the cherry blossomed white furred cheetah came hard around Dirge's cock.

"Do it honey!" an American accent? What they hell were they doing in this tournament, Ayami frowned. Also, do it? Do what exactly, she wondered. Not that she had to wonder for long as Dirge withdrew his cock from her cunt, instead he rolled her over onto her belly and pulled her back up onto all fours by her ponytails and her tail.

Ayami stared into the two dozen faces watching her, most with their own phones out recording the fight. Something hot and slick nudged under her tail, it wasn't against the rules to do it, in fact it was considered even more shameful to be taken this way by someone of lesser ranking. Dirge firmly sunk himself under the wincing felines tail, stretching out her tail hole before a crowd of onlookers. Ayami's claws scratched against the stone floor beneath her as she cried out, her cheeks and ears flushing with color and shame as the wolf claimed her behind. She tried to shift and get an easier angle, but Dirge held her firmly in place by her tail and hair, forcing the feline to take every inch he had. "Oh fuck" she whimpered to herself when she felt his thick knot starting to spread her buttocks as he hilted her backdoor over and over again. He was getting close, thankfully.

Ayami swallowed her pride and concentrated, trying to clench and flex her behind to squeeze down around Dirge's tool to make him finish quicker. Hopefully she could save some face by making the wolf climax quick, though considering she'd already cum once before, that was not likely. Suddenly she found herself face down on the floor and her behind was free of the uncomfortable stretchy and filling wolf cock. She felt too tired to roll over though, laying motionless as she caught her breath.

"Rain, now?" Ayami mused as she felt drops against her face and back. But no, it was warm and smelled like... "Jeezus Christ..." she growled as she realized Dirge had stroked himself to the finish across her body, much to the cheering crowd's enjoyment. After a few moments Ayami was barely rested enough to get to her feet, setting her clothing right before she stood and bowed in acknowledgement of her defeat by the wolf. Still, Dirge did not so much as crack as smile before turning to leave with the small white furred vixen.

"Motherfucker..." Ayami growled when the blue rabbit returned to show her the fights assessment. Dirge had made it into the semi-finals, so there was a chance she would be seeing him again. The judges had awarded him bonus points for style thanks to his butt-fucking and cumshot escapades. He was only a few points ahead of her now, if she won another fight, she might just get to go up against him again sooner than expected. "See who's around, I need a win."