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Tournament of Transformation - Round 1, Part 3

"Greetings fellow transformation enthusiasts!" Zander introduced as once more the camera was focused on him. "My name is Zander, and in case you haven't tuned in yet this is the first bracket of the tournament of transformation!"

"This will be the epic conclusion of this round as well." Chrono added with a smile. "So far we've had seven very exciting rounds, and as the playing field continues to shrink the traps and weapons will only be that much stronger until we reach the final round. Once we hit that, then it turns into an all our firefight until we have three completely changed monsters and one winner!"

Zander chuckled. "And what a spectacle that will be. Well then, we have a very eventful round ahead of us, so why don't we get right down to it?"

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Nestor walked slowly down the hall of what he guessed was the Arts Building, uzi in hand and ready to fire. His new wings were heavy on his back; luckily with most of his now red-furred torso bulked up he could support the new appendages. The nexus rifts and the storm had both gotten so bad that it forced him into his current location, though soon even the area he was at would be overtaken eventually. He just hoped that the others had become far more transformed then he was at this point, so when they were forced together he would have the advantage. It was unfortunate that there was such a bad storm outside, his new wings would have been a boon instead of curse if he could use them to fly.

As he walked down the hallway he noticed that a lot of the artwork that was displayed on the halls had become not only scalier themed but also far more... erotic then he would have expected. The arousal that had built from his transformation continued to dog him, even after he took a quick stop to the bathroom to 'relieve' himself. It took a large portion of his willpower not to continue to idly play with himself as he investigated several empty rooms. Part of him wished he could find another woman like his first encounter, which caused him to shudder slightly when he realized how transformed he could be had she not gifted him that armor.

A sudden crash snapped Nestor out of his reverie and his uzi immediately pointed towards the source of the commotion. Secretly he hoped it was one of his teammates in a trap similar to the one he had sprung earlier which gave that dragoness the leg up on him. His feet padded quietly along the stone floor as he snuck up to the door, the door only slightly ajar. Once more he heard the sound of a ruckus; someone was tossing tables over in what sounded like a fit of rage. As he continued to listen it sounded like some beast was tearing the place apart, and whether one of his opponents and gone completely monster or it was another trap the hyena decided to step around and try and avoid the whole thing altogether.

But as he tried to do so the door flew open with a loud crash right behind him, a half-naked human woman with splotches of what looked like silver paint on her body ran out and nearly collided with him. Nestor rolled to the side in the nick of time though, and the woman merely took several steps forward before coughing up a large amount of similar silver fluid. "Are you ok?" Nestor asked tentatively as he kept his distance from the growing puddle that surrounded her, and after a few seconds she got up once more and looked at him with wild eyes.

"There's no hope for me." She said as she looked at him, a silver tear running down her face as she turned and ran screaming down the hallway. There was a noticeable pitch change in her voice as the human ran down the stairs, and as Nestor carefully made his way around the silver liquid he could have sworn he saw the beginning of a tail forming on her exposed backside. Before he could even think to run to her she was already long gone, though he could easily follow the trail of silver footprints if he wanted to. Still, he felt that time was running out and if he didn't find someone else soon he might end up a monster himself.

Unfortunately he was not the only tournament contestant in the area, Delta nearly jumped out of his scales as he heard the shriek of the woman. He had just come down from a higher floor of the Arts building when he heard the first slam, so instead of going all the way down like he had planned he instead headed towards the source of the noise. By the time he had reached the doorway he saw the half-naked woman running towards the other stairwell before she disappeared out of sight. More importantly, however, he saw one of his opponents distracted by the scene as well and completely oblivious to the world behind him.

With his uzi fully loaded he began to sneak up behind the hyena, ducking behind the statues in the hallway every so often for cover. While he was remiss to do something as sneaky as backstabbing, it was just a game and all in good fun. It seemed like the tournament coordinator went out of his way to make sure nothing actually hurt them, though after he stumbled into two of the traps in the area he began to have a change of heart. His body still wasn't fully reformed after the incident with the goo, while it gave him a bit of flexibility his strength and endurance were both greatly diminished from the remnant of the transformation.

It also meant his awareness of space orientation was still slightly skewed as well, and as he accidently bumped into one statue the thin base cracked and the whole thing was sent to the floor with a loud crash. Nestor turned around to see the still surprised lizard next to the pile of rubble, and as they both met eyes they both fired their automatic weapons at the same time as they ran for cover. Plaster and stone flew everywhere as the hail of bullets impacted into the walls, all except for three that hit the hyena. Two of them hit him in the arm as he ducked behind one of the statues, which spun him around slightly and allowed the third bullet to catch him in the side of the head.

Nestor could feel his fur grow longer almost immediately as his vision began to grow fuzzy. The hit was not like any of the others, he could feel something growing in his skull as the haze continued to dull his senses slightly. He stumbled slightly as his vision went from fuzzy to doubled, one hand covering his eye as the warm pleasurable sensation traveled up his arm towards the same spot. This was trouble, he thought as he started to move towards the same area the woman had run too. There was no way he could shoot straight in this condition, if Delta caught him now he would possibly lose his chance of winning right then and there. But as he tried to run a strange, guttural version of his own voice told him to stay, hold his ground and fight...

Meanwhile Delta breathed a sigh of relief as he looked over himself to see that he had escaped unscathed through someone else's automatic weapon. "Sorry about that!" He yelled down the hall as he peeked around the wall of the room he had dived into. "Nice wings, who tagged you to get that mutation?" He had hoped perhaps he could talk the guy down and maybe get some teamwork going, since they were both significantly altered. Instead of someone replying to him though, all he heard was the low grown and the sound of footsteps running away. That was rather unusual, he thought to himself, in his last encounters they exchanged several volleys before there was a retreat from one of them. He suddenly had a realization of joy; he might have the other guy on the ropes from his last shots!

It was more than enough motivation for him to dart around his hiding spot and see that the hyena was running away clutching his head. Delta stood his ground and aimed, even after Nestor saw him and pointed backwards to fire. This was his chance to knock someone out of this tournament once and for all, and gritted his teeth with a small grin as he pulled the trigger and held on as he emptied his entire clip at the staggered canine. Even as bullets began to whiz past his body he continued to fire in a steady stream, hoping that enough bullets hit the mark. The sound of gunfire was a cacophony in their ears as the hot shells filled the hallway, but before long it was replaced with a dull clicking noise after he spent his last round.

Delta stopped panting after a few seconds and managed to unfreeze himself from his position as he lowered his smoking weapon. The area around him looked like a warzone, both shells and holes were everywhere as he assessed himself. Three of Nestor's bullets had hit him in the chest, his normally small green scales a deep blue as they grew into larger versions of themselves. They were light hits though, something he considered lucky considering the huge, gooey arm he had on his left side. Unfortunately it didn't look like he had completely gotten his competitor, though in all honesty he wasn't sure what it looked like if someone got taken out.

"So much for that." He said as he ejected the empty clip from his gun and hung it to his side. Until he could find more ammo for it he would have to rely on his pistol, but luckily he had ammo for that as he walked out of the battlefield and down the other hallway. At first he thought of continuing his pursuit, but if whatever happened to him cleared up then the hyena would have the better gun on him. Instead he decided to venture onward, hopefully either finding another weapon or more ammo before someone else found him.

At the same time Nestor slammed open the door to the nearest bathroom he could find, stumbling in as he gripped his head. He had not expected the lizard to hit at many times as he did, several more hitting him in the back of his head as he fled. The strange double vision he had intensified as he felt the intense heat transfer through his head and chest. His hands finally managed to grip the closest sink he could find, the porcelain cracking slightly as they began to twist and reform. The fur lengthened and became a rich black color as they bulked up as much as his already transformed chest, the red and black fur meeting at the shoulder as his fingers became slightly shorter and more paw-like.

When he was finally able to look up in the mirror he was shocked to see half his face puffed out like he had just suffered a severe allergic reaction. As he looked closer he could see distinctly canine features in the writhing mass of flesh, which only seemed to grow more defined as that part of his head got even bigger. The swelling also began to extend down his neck and onto his newly transformed, broader shoulders as he could only watch, though got even harder to do that as his vision blurred even more.

Suddenly the fleshy mass felt like it was actually trying to pull away from the rest of his head, his body even moving slightly from the force of it as he kept his grip on the sink. After several jerks he let out a loud yell as his muscles clenched and his face was pulled to the side like taffy. When the overwhelming sensation was over he was left panting heavily from the exertion, as though he were the one who just went through the work out as he opened his eyes once more. He found as soon as he regained his composure that his vision had completely cleared, though now it was so segmented it appeared he was looking from two completely different places. When he heard a second mouth panting he quickly realized why, he turned to see a monstrous, fanged, dog-headed version of himself attached firmly to the base of his neck that expressed the same fatigue of exertion he did. Its eyes glowed red as black fur quickly grew over the new appendage, except for a mane of red that crept up from his back as two ivory horns twisted out behind its ears. He could feel a similar sensation in his main head, a pleasured moan escaping involuntarily from his lips as he could feel a similar style of horn slide out from his skull.

"Damn..." He said, slightly creeped out when the other head said the same thing at the exact same time. After a little experimentation he found that the other head was still him, and though he could move both heads independently its default was to mimic his thoughts as best as it could. The mirror was no longer needed as he sorted out the vision differences; once he had distinguished them out he was able to see his original head from his new perspective.

"This is surreal." He muttered at he brought a hand up to his face, half of it still his original hyena muzzle while the other half looked exactly like the dog head next to him. "When I find that lizard..."

"I should hunt him now." He suddenly heard himself say, though the thought felt alien to him. At first Nestor could have sworn it came from the new head, though he had just assumed it was incapable of those things. Plus the words came out of his mouth as well, slightly garbled from his half transformed throat. As he began to think of actually following through with the hunt his heart began to beat faster as his cock began to swell. Even when he shook his heads to try and get back into the game it was hard to dismiss such delicious thoughts.

The hyena used the heavily damaged sink to splash some cold water on his original face, both to calm himself down and to clear his mind. As the liquid hit his skin he could feel the untouched part of his face begin to tingle, and his vision shot back up to the mirror to see the other side begin to push out and deform. "Not again!" He cried out as he fell to all fours, hand claws digging into the floor as once more his face began to push out...

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Meanwhile Daniel found himself in the dorms next to the natural sciences building, thankful for the connection tunnel that allowed him to avoid a nexus rift that opened right next to him. He could literally feel the pull of magical energy brush against his skin as he left the area, the tingles still apparent on his scaly skin. Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, he had been lucky in dodging both the environmental hazards as well as his fellow contestants as he searched for a weapon better than the silenced pistol he found. As he stopped next to one of the large bay windows to rest he looked out to see the storm rage more than ever, the only thing he could make out was the vague outline of the greenhouse.

As he progressed into what appeared to be the common area he was surprised to find the entire floor dominated with flowerpots. Each one had a strange plant growing out of it, though he had no idea what they were there was a powerful psychic signature about them. They seemed to sense his presence and gravitate towards him, though he made sure not to get close enough for them to touch him. After a few seconds he had to physically back away, and decided to continue on before the plants decided to make a more earnest grab for him.

"Something happened here." The mewthree mused to himself as he walked through the hallways of the empty dorm. What looked like huge vines had grown into and through several of the walls, turning the place into some kind of twisted arboretum as he tried to get to the connecting hallway on the other side of the dorm. Several times he found his path completely blocked and had to climb up to higher floors to maneuver around. The air became thick and humid as the area became more and more jungle like the further in he went, the silenced pistol he had found further back up and ready for action. Through all the hallways he tried to remain as far away from the walls as possible, some of the vines shuddering as he passed by.

All the vines messed with his psychic radar, so when the he turned one of the corners he didn't see the other man until they crashed into each other. As they both reeled backwards Daniel quickly recovered and pointed his pistol, only to find that it wasn't anyone from the competition. "Sorry about that." The man said as he helped Daniel up. The man's skin felt unnaturally smooth on his scales as he grabbed him by the hand onto his feet.

As Daniel looked the warrior over, he noticed that his armor had several holes in it and his clothing was in tatters. "Likes like you were in quite the struggle." The mewthree commented as he brushed himself off. "I'm not sure what you humans and lizard people are fighting about, but it seems to be rather intense. I'm surprised you didn't try to attack me though, considering that I look somewhat like them."

"Well, that's because I'm on their side now." The man replied with a grin as he brushed a hand against Daniel's chest. "Although since you're not one of us, I was wondering if perhaps you could do me a favor."

Already the mewthree's intuition was warning him that there was something off about the man before him. "I suppose it would defend upon the favor." He replied as he slowlt started to back away. The more he looked at him the more he realized that the human wasn't exactly human anymore, especially when he noticed the vines wrapped around the metal of his armor. Plus after his last several encounters with such creatures he was really cautious on those he met outside of the other contestants.

"Well, as you can see my transformation is rather incomplete." The man replied as he slowly started to match the mewthree's pace moving towards him. "In order for me to finish my form I must gain the seed of someone who is not infected inside of me. Unfortunately I was the last of my group to be turned, so now I have to venture out in order to become complete. So you copulate with me and in return I'll give you more pleasure then you can possibly fathom."

"Um, no." Daniel replied as he continued to back away, the vines beginning to inch their way towards him. "Thanks for the offer, but I really must be going."

The leering look in the man's eyes turned to anger as he let out a low growl, which told the mewthree that it was definitely time to leave. Dust filled the air as large vines began to crack out of the wall, ripping the drywall to pieces as he turned and ran back down the hallway. It was obvious the former human had more power than he was letting on, he thought to himself as he raced through the twisted remains of the dorm. The further he moved away though, the easier it was to duck and dodge the vines that tried to entangle him. He quickly realized, as one came particularly close to wrapping around his tail, that if he could just get out of the creature's radius of influence he could escape this trap unscathed.

The plants were not going to let him go without a fight, and Daniel found several pathways that were once open blocked by thick vines. Thankfully there were enough holes in the walls and ceiling that he could sidestep the webs, though several times he found himself in a room occupied by two or more lizardmen covered in plants. Most of them were in the act of pleasuring one another, which allowed him to either sneak to the next area unobserved or just walk by as they seemed not to care. More than once he had to backtrack to avoid being ambushed by the strange creatures, the tip of the vines brushing against his scales as he used his telekinesis to push them back long enough to escape.

Finally he reached an area that seemed to be devoid of plants and creatures, a common area on the top floor of the building. Rain pounded against the windows as he took a second to catch his breath after his harrowing sprint upwards. With the immediate threat abated for a few minutes he had to figure out how to get out of the building itself, especially with vines covering most of the hallways he had seen. As his gaze shifted towards the windows a plan started to form, which involved smashing one of the windows with one of the nearby chairs. Even with the raging storm he could use his telekinesis to help him reach the next building, which hopefully was less infested then his current location.

Wasting no time Daniel grabbed the nearest chair and smashed it against the window with all his might, fueled with excess adrenaline and hope. The glass shattered, rain immediately began to blow in as the pieces fell to the carpet as the wind pushed him back slightly from the force. He tossed the chair to the side and carefully moved towards the open portal as he put his hand in front of his head to try and block the rain that soaked him. With his diminished perception he didn't see the danger of his actions until it was too late, thick vines that had been outside the building laced their way in and wrapped around his outstretched arm.

"No!" The mewthree shouted as he tried to pull back, only to get his other arm ensnared as well as he twisted his body around. The vine lifted him upwards with surprising force while his rain-soaked body was turned around. Two more vines attached to his ankles as a final, thicker one wrapped completely around his tail, rendering him almost completely immobile.

"Awww, so close." Daniel heard a voice mock as his body was moved out of the rain and further into the room. He saw the former Order human walking towards him once more, though his armor and underclothing had been completely removed and his skin had turned a deep green. With the armor removed it exposed something he had not expected to see, a pair of heavy breasts that sat on his otherwise masculine chest, with small vines where the nipples should have been. Despite his predicament he could feel his arousal begin to grow as plant tendrils grew from the vines wrapped around his body across his scales.

The vines quickly brought the hovering Daniel down to the floor, flat on his back as the creature quickly pounced on his body. "Don't worry, I still suspect you're going to enjoy this." The creature said with a grin as he leaned down. "It's just unfortunate that you're going to have to stay tied down the whole time, wouldn't want you to interrupt with some sort of foolish escape attempt."

As Daniel opened his mouth to retort he realized too late that it was exactly what the creature wanted, no sooner had he done so than the lizardman's head darted down and stuck his tongue in his mouth. Almost immediately a cool, gel-like liquid was released into his mouth, which not only numbed his tongue and throat but also allowed the inhumanly long tongue to slide easily into his throat. He could feel his scaly skin bulge as the thick appendage slid down while the creature saddled up on him. While he tried to move his head in a vain attempt to dislodge the creature he could feel something wet against the tip of his cock, revealing the creature to be a herm as 'he' started to slide down on his member.

If he could the mewthree would have let out a cry of pleasure, though all he could manage was a small gasp as his throat clamped down on the tongue-tentacle. His mind was quickly becoming addled by lust as the creature on top of him began to work his shaft inside of hir as shi grinded hir body against him. He could feel hir breasts and cock rub sandwiched between them and scaly flesh rubbed against scaly flesh. As they mated hir body twisted in front of his eyes, the lips still pressed against his became tighter as hir face pushed out into a blunt muzzle as hir neck grew slightly longer as well. Hir pussy clamped down on his maleness as a thick tail pushed out of her backside as well, with a strange bulb on the end of it that quickly found its way to his own tailhole. There was a cool sensation against his anus as he felt the tip press against him; he was unable to do anything but roll his eyes back as it slowly pushed inside of him. Though he rebelled momentarily against the sudden intrusion, his body quickly betrayed him and relaxed enough to allow the intruder to slide inside.

Daniel strained against his bonds once more, but this time it was in pure bliss as they developed a fast rhythm, both of them murring and grunting against the tentacle that bound their mouths together as they spurred each other to orgasm. It was the mewthree that climaxed first, his hips bucking upwards as his entire body spasmed as he emptied himself into the creature's womb. This caused his throat and tailhole to clamp down, the lizardherm clutching him tightly as he felt more of the thick fluid pump into him. His body seemed to absorb the fluid as fast as it came as the creature's body did for his own, which expanded and shifted even more as new claws slashed into the nearby carpet.

Once the newly created lizardherm finished shi withdrew all hir appendages from him, a wet slurping noise could be heard as shi stood up on her new plantigrade legs. "Ah, finally complete." Shi cooed as shi stretched hir new form. "See, now was that so bad? Now even though you were a naughty boy and ran away I'm still going to give you a glimpse into what I was talking about before. Enjoy yourself."

As the lizardman left Daniel was still panting on the floor, recovering. When he tried to move his arms to lift himself up he found them still bound by the vines, and as he looked to examine the problem he found that several leafy tendrils had begun to wind their way down his body. A bolt of fear shot through his body as he could see his black scales beginning to lighten into a dark green as his skin shifted slightly. His apprehension quickly was converted into pleasure as his skin cracked in several places, vines pushing out to wrap around his body. His throat and tailhole were once more stretched as thick green tentacles grew out of them, his entire body becoming one large plant as the vines that grew out of his mouth wrapped around his face and into his brain. There was no pain, only intense pleasure as he could feel the euphoria of all those connected to the network he had become a part of. As his psychic consciousness expanded through the vines he found himself lost in the waves of the plant hive mind, his overrun body a mere node...

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Ayrlah and hir snake tail continued to try and keep hir other head quiet as their path led them into what appeared to be the school's auditorium. Thankfully it usually only took the other head gazing into hir eyes as shi whispered calming words to it, though every so often it would let out a huff. When shi couldn't handle it then hir snake tail, which seemed to pick up some of her power of persuasion, stepped in to help her out as well.

Rows upon rows of empty seats surrounded a stage that looked to be set up to be some sort of temple. Curious, shi took a cursory glance for enemies before shi hopped up onto the stage, immediately feeling the warmth of the stage lights that someone had left on. The whole scene appeared to be from some sort of Aztec structure, a painted backdrop of jungle and pyramid like buildings setting the scene. In the center of the stage was a rather ornate looking black stone altar, with plants scattered haphazardly around it like an afterthought. A quick touch to the leaves revealed that they were fake, and as she got closer to the altar itself the 'stone' had the shine of rubber to it.

"Like what you see?" Shi suddenly heard behind hir, which caused hir to jump slightly as all three heads turned towards one side of the stage. It was a lizardman, dressed in a simple loincloth and various Aztec decorations on his body. It was pretty easy for her to deduce, considering everything that she had seen going on from before that this was not merely a human in an elaborate costume. "A fine dragoness such as yourself would be a useful addition to this play."

"You flatter me." Ayrlah replied as the man walked up to hir, hoping to use her honeyed words to get the creature to help hir out. "I do hate to interrupt you in your preparations or whatever it is you may be doing, but perhaps could you help me out? You see, I was wondering if any of the others who I'm fighting against may have passed through here. Any help you could give me would make me most greatful."

"Um..." the lizardman started as the golden dragoness rubbed a paw down his chest, using a tiny bit of magic to send tingles through his body. "I think I may have an idea of where those you are looking for may be. If you don't mind hanging out with me for a bit and help me with my performance though, I could use someone like you to rehearse with. I can assure you that it'll be most fun, and if you give me this then I'll help you out with whatever you need."

Ayrlah looked back at hir snake tail, who gave a small nod as it seemed to find the snake was in agreement with hir. "Why not?"

"Wonderful!" The lizardman said excitedly as he grabbed hir by the hand and pulled her gently forward. Shi expected hir other head to take offense to the grab but it seemed to be content in licking its lips as they were brought to the altar. When they got there shi was about to ask what sort of performance he had to practice for, but was quickly interrupted when grabbed hir head and brought hir into a deep kiss. Shi could feel a hand brush against hir golden, spiny mane as shi was lifted up with surprising strength and laid hir on the warm rubber slab.

"Hell of a performance you're putting on here." Shi said with a grin after they finished locking muzzles.

"We're only getting started." The Aztec lizardman replied, smiling broadly. Shi could feel the rubber seem to soften under hir body as shi sank in slightly as the other reptile's hands roamed over hir body. Hir breasts were expertly fondled as his erect member teased against her slit. He kissed hir once more, this time the other head getting in on the action by licking down his neck scales. As they embraced he let out a small moan of surprise as he felt something lick against his tailhole, the snake-tail nuzzling and kissing his thighs.

The lizardman saddled up to the altar and gripped hir legs, hir muzzle opened in a silent gasp as shi felt the tip of his cock press into her. The heat from their bodies seemed to transfer directly into the rubber below them, hir body depressed into the altar as their bodies writhed against one another. It was intensely erotic, the rubber pressed against hir body as shi felt hirself become awash in lust. Hir claws gripped into the black material beneath hir as hi could feel the thick piece of lizard flesh slide into hir. Shi could feel hir fingers sink into the altar as shi was mounted, though at that point shi really didn't care.

Ayrlah wrapped hir legs around the strong lizardman above hir as he quickly lost any semblance of restraint in his mating was quickly dissolved. As his thrusting became more intense the altar's rubbery surface started to creep over hir scales. It wasn't until the rubber reached her tailhole that shi realized that shi may be in trouble, though by that time the blackness had encased hir hands and arms. "What in the world-" the dragoness had started to say before her words were stopped as what felt like a thick tendril of the rubber invaded hir tailhole.

"All part of the performance!" The lizardman shouted between panting breaths as he grabbed onto hir rubberized hips to push himself even deeper into hir folds as one of his hands reached down to stroke hir cock. Both of hir heads hissed and growled in pleasure as he monopolized on their distracted state, pushing into the immobilized dragoness harder than ever as he could feel his orgasm building. As hir slick walls clamped down on him from the stimulation from both cock and tailhole, his hands went down and dug deep furrows into the rubber stone as he climaxed hard.

The dragoness slammed both heads backwards as hir femsex was filled with the lizardman's fluids, hir own ridged length erupting against his scaly abs as they orgasmed together. Hir body writhed and squirmed on the altar, at least those parts that weren't completely encased by the black rubber. Ayrlah chirred and was about to wrap hir outstretched legs around hir lover, only to let out a small yelp as he quickly and unceremoniously pulled out of her.

"Sorry... but I don't want to be stuck too." The lizardman said as he avoided the extremely irate snake tail that was already partially rubberized. Ayrlah tried to crane hir head to see what was happening, though a thick, flat tentacle had wrapped around both of hir necks and prevented hir from moving too far. The black rubber slowly began to crawl up hir legs as it moved down hir tail, which tried to stretch its head away from the incoming tide of thick material. The tentacle in hir tailhole twisted inside of her as it morphed into a hollow draconic dildo, massaging against her anal walls as the rubber began to creep inside hir vaginal slit. All three of hir heads grimaced in pleasure as it flooded hir insides, hir folds opened as a second dildo that was even bigger than the first stretched her out.

As the two dildos stimulated hir it caused hir to orgasm for the second time, which only caused the rubber to spread even faster across her body. It quickly climbed up and coated hir breasts as it tightened, sending electric tingles through hir as the rubber coated her legs completely. Shi could see her tail-snake as it flailed in a vain attempt to avoid being covered, only to see it completely engulf its head and mold its mouth into an o shape. At that point the only thing left uncovered was hir heads, and that was quickly being rectified as she could feel the warm rubber push through her spines. Hir other head had quickly succumbed to the tide of rubber, making it looked like a black molded version of her own head frozen in a similar pose as her tail snake.

"I do feel bad about this, you seemed very nice." The Aztec lizardman said as he came back into hir vision, right as the rubber flowed across hir muzzle and sealed it into the same shape as the other two. "I'm still going to help you out after this is all done, I did promise you that." His words were less then comforting as all shi could do was look at him pleadingly as the rubber flowed around hir head. Finally her eyes were coated, all her senses completely cut off except for touch as the rubber solidified around hir.

Several more lizardmen dressed in the same garb as the first appeared once the transformation finished, stroking their members as they had watched the entire process lustfully. "Five orifices and a cock, very nice." One of them said as they strolled over and hopped up on the altar. He could feel the dragoness continue to squirm slightly, able to feel every touch of his body as he slid himself down on the foot of rubberized cock. The others quickly joined in, Ayrlah unable to do anything except drown in the lustful ecstasy as the lizardmen swarmed around and stuffed her full.

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"Oh wow, Nestor got pummeled in that round!" Chrono exclaimed as the round finished. "With Cerberus ammo no less, you can definitely see that transformation as Delta gets our first head shot of the game and monopolizes on it."

"Well they do say that two heads are better than one, so why not three?" Zander quipped back. "While the body is going to have some benefits, there's also the drawback of the secondary transformation that happens when the mind starts getting turned. In this case we get instinctual TF's, so here's hoping that Nestor has some tremendous willpower. Plus he has to watch out now that almost three-fourths of his body is transformed, though the armor prevented him from losing outright. It's going to be interesting to see how that plays out."

"Yes it is, especially with two players out the next round stuck in traps." Chrono commented. "Although one could consider that a bit of luck, they're going to go straight in to the final round of this deathmatch without getting into any battles beforehand."

"Let me tell you, I would not mind being in Ayrlah's position right now." Zander said as his hands disappeared under the desk as they watched the replay. "Those guys really know how to party."

"That they do Zander." Chrono replied as his own hand went under to stroke his erect member. "So going into round nine we're going to see what happens to our remaining two mobile opponents, but first we're going to take a quick break to get ourselves set up for the final round. Don't touch that dial, we'll be back with the exciting conclusion to the first bracket after this!"