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What an exciting time it has been for the adventurous kobold! After all of her dimensional travelings doing work for the Tournament of Pleasure, she finally had a chance to take a break and enjoy a different sort of competition: Sexy Kart Racing. Her time in the Shady Lewd Kart Grand Prix proved to be quite the experience, meeting new friends and learning even more about the multiverse. Alas, all things must come to an end, and Tik Tik needs to get herself ready to return home.

The kobold sighs, patting the kart that Mr. Shades, the Tournament Organizer, had given her. “Bye Bye, kart." Tik Tik says. “Tik Tik no can take back home. Maybe some day again, Tik Tik race with you and meet new friends."

While Tik Tik is thinking of all the fun times she had on the race track, performing drifts and flinging panties at other cuties, Silvie, the garage owner, comes in, smelling and glistening of motor oil, which stains her mostly-uncovered upper body. She rubs some of the stuff off of a greasy rag, but it does little to clean her. Not that Silvie doesn't enjoy covering herself in fluids from time to time.

“Shucks, Tik," the mechanic says. “It ain't like yer dying or nothin'. You just got in the game. S'long as people play it, you'll be around."

Tik Tik just nods at that. Silvie's discussions of games were strange at first, but Tik Tik soon realized it was a quirk of this world or the mechanic. “Tik Tik know. But still, Tik Tik have go back to stories. Can't stay here, or Tournament of Pleasure will never finish!"

Silvie tosses the rag away, leaning over the spoiler of one of her machines. “Tell me more about this Tournament of yers. Something with a name like that has got to be fun."

“Oh, it sex-fight content," Tik Tik chirps. “So many out there in multiverse come together and see who win."

“Sure sounds excitin', 'specially the sex part. I reckon I'd have a good time at it, seeing as how I'm one of the lewdest here at Shady Lewd Kart..'sides, its only natural to want to join in a fighting game after a racing game."

“Maybe," Tik Tik says, but she reaches into her pocket and produces a white crystal rod. “But, Tik Tik no have choice of Champions. Tik Tik have listen to Stick of Champions. Tik Tik have no control."

“Man, that sucks. If I were in charge, I'd pick all the cuties myself and shove that Stick up where the sun don't shine. Bet it'd feel pretty good if you ask me."

Tik Tik examines the rod with a renewed interest but then puts it back into her pocket. That's when the warmth hits her. She yanks the Stick back out, pointing it towards Silvie.

It glows.

Tik Tik hops up on the kart, her tail flapping over the vehicle. “Look, look! Silvie is Champion! Silvie can compete."

“Well, now, of course, I can. Seems that magic vibrator of yers is smarter'n it looks! I'd floor whatever competition there is, 'specially if'n we focus on the 'sex' part."

Tik Tik grabs onto Silvie's hand and holds up the Stick. “Alrighty! Then, we go where Stick take us. Take us next challenger!"

“Oh, I am so ready to get my hands on a cute fighter gal. Oooh, or maybe a guy who knows how to treat a lady right in bed? That'd be wonderful!"

The light of the Stick envelopes the two women, and they flash out into the sea of brightness, only to reappear precisely where they left off.

Tik Tik blinks and shakes the Stick.

“What's the matter?" Silvie asks. “Yer magic dick not keepin' it up?"

“Tik Tik no understand," the kobold says. “Stick always work. Maybe because we here in your world?"

While the two engineers mull over the artifact, a great rumbling shakes the garage, knocking both to the ground on their shapely rears. Soon, the great trembling ceases as a powerful and beautiful entity makes itself known.

“Oh, shit. That's some supernatural sexiness going on there. I can't see it straight, whatever it is!"

“It Hanioc!" Tik Tik says, climbing back to her feet. “Hanioc, Stick no work!"

The angel soon appears in full in front of Tik Tik and the Champion, shaking its head. “No, Tik Tik. The Stick is not broken, but this is a development that I did not expect. It appears this Tournament has become much bigger than I originally anticipated."

“How small were you expecting a sexfight tournament throughout the multiverse? A teenie little thing with just eight people or something?" Silvie says, trying to focus on one of Hanioc's many alluring assets.

“Not necessarily," Hanioc says. “There was no indication in the original plans that said that a Herald for the Tournament could also compete."

Tik Tik scratches her chin with the Stick of Champions, stops, and drops not only the artifact but also her jaw. “W… wait! You say… you say Tik Tik Champion!"

“That's correct," says Hanioc, unfurling wings and pointing a notion towards the mechanic. “And she is your first opponent."

“Well, now," Silvie says, hands on her hips. “Ain't that interestin'. Looks like you and I got a bit of a battle to do. So, how do we go about doing this thing?"

“The rules of the engagement come from the skills of the two involved."

Tik Tik looks to Silvie.

Silvie looks towards Tik Tik.

“Silvie… you Thinking what Tik Tik think?"

“Oh, yeah, I am!"

The two women hop into their cars and turn on the ignition.

“Let's go! Shady Lewd Kart race!"

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Hanioc: Welcome, all viewers to the Tournament of Pleasure. This time, I do not have Tik Tik with me to comment on the upcoming battle.

Detour: No, that, ugh, honor is bestowed upon me.

Hanioc: You are a strange one. Your very existence owes itself to a competition of lewd racing, and yet, you find the act of sexual competition distasteful? We are both beings made to oversee these competitions, yet we cannot be more different.Detour: I don't have anything against the gameplay or the story, I just think that calling Silvie a “Champion of Pleasure" will go to her head. Even for a hentai game character, she's a pervert.

Hanioc: Indeed, and Tik Tik is decidedly experimental herself. Their joint interests led to this intriguing new development. 'Battle Mode,' Silvie calls it.

Detour: Oh, she's just excited to have a unique mode to play in. That's all. The two are in karts, and they'll have to pop each others' cherry bubbles. Winner sets up the next round.

Hanioc: Indeed. Now, let the battle commence.

The two women start their engines on either side of the workshop-turned-arena, and they're off. The two women speed along the makeshift tracks, powersliding to pick up boosts. Both women hit the right part of the road, and the roulette spins, and the two get their weapons. For Tik Tik, it is a Panty Peelout. For Silvie, it is a Spank Paddle.

Tik Tik slides her car around, angling to get Silvie behind her. If she can drop her panties at the right spot, she can cause the woman to slip.

But Silvie has been at this game much longer than Tik Tik, and she knows just how to abuse the engine. As Tik Tik drops her payload, the mechanic switches her angle, boosting past the kobold's drop, and performs a mighty swing of her Spank Paddle, popping the kobold's cherry-colored bubble.

Tik Tik spins out, crashing into a nearby wall in cartoonish fashion. Shaking the stars out of her eyes, she finds herself covered in shadow. Looking up, she sees the busty form of Silvie smiling down at her, patting her paddle.

“Looks like I got you good, huh? Now, then, I get to decide our position, and boy, do I have something hot in mind for you!"

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The naked pink kobold stares up at the ceiling, spread out with her arms and legs tied to the bed of the car lift. She is suspended up in the air, just high enough for Silvie to get under her.

When Silvie approaches, the mechanic laughs, placing a toolbox down beside her with a loud “clang." “Alright, then. Yer biography says you're into all kinds of experiments, Tik. Guess that means you wouldn't mind indulging another engineer." She flips open the lid and pulls out a two-handed device, something like a Frankenstein's cross between a gun, a piston, and a dildo. “Now, viewers, don't try this at home. I'm a trained perv-fessional."

She grabs her professor's glasses and slides them over her eyes and gives the piston a quick test, squeezing the trigger.

With the roar of its motor, the dildo fires off. Over the din, Silvie exclaims, “This bad boy's got more RPM than an otaku getting his first slice of action! Now, then, relax, cause you won't be standing right after this one, I guarantee."

“Tik Tik handle!" the kobold says, craning her neck to admire the device, tail wagging through the hole of the lift.

Silvie whistles when she places the device squarely in front of Tik Tik, letting the tip slide inside the kobold's already moist slit. “Lubed up and ready to go. There ain't no way I ain't winning this match. You'll be knocked out from sheer pleasure. I tell ya, I can't even handle this bad boy on my best day."

With that, she squeezes the trigger.

The kobold squeaks and gasps and squirms. Her body rocks to the sheer force of the piston inside her. It pounds away at her, bulging at her stomach. The spell that she cast on herself protected her from any damage, but it did nothing to remove any pleasure. She feels every inch of that fake cock shoot up into her, quite the mechanics' marvel.

But Tik Tik isn't in this sexfight to just be Silvie's guinea pig. No, she has plans of her own—sneaky kobold plans.

Her fingers may appear to be twitching in sheer delight, and her tail may seem to be wagging in pleasure and surprise, but no, all of these are deliberate magical movements.

“Why, you're quite a squealer, ain't ya?" Silvie says. “I sure hope you're also a squirter as well. Come on. You can't hold out on me for too much long-aah!?"

The mechanic gasps when two ghostly hands materialize from the ether, one of them grabbing between her legs, pressing at her pants to cop a feel at the prize inside. The other going up under her bikini top and giving her nipple a pinch.

Silvie pulls the trigger, gritting her teeth. “Oh, you sneaky little sneak!" she gasps, a soft blush forming on her cheeks' edges. “Think you got me so easily? Well… wait until I go into maximum overdrive!"

With that, she turns a knob on her piston, and the thing just jackhammers into the kobold.

Tik Tik's cries of delight fill the air. The experimental kobold is loving every toe-curling moment of Silvie's device. Even as her magical hands falter, she keeps them going, groping and rubbing, twisting and pinching, stroking, and caressing.

Detour: You call this a sexy competition? They're torturing each other.

Hanioc: You should learn it is best not to kink shame, Detour. Both women are capable of the most depraved of things, but the two are just testing their limits. One of them, I feel, is about to face it.

Detour: Yeah, now that you mention it, but it looks like it can go either way.

Hanioc: Indeed, but the way it shall go is left up to the divines' vote.

Detour: Oh, you mean the readers, the backers, and the subscribers, right? They can get up to five votes, depending on the level of patronage that they're at. But tell me, isn't that a little opportunistic?

Hanioc: When opportunity knocks, the divines answer..