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Post by TeratonArm on Sun Nov 29, 2015 7:21 pm

It was a nice day in Enferia, a light breeze blowing across the arena, keeping all it's currently seated inhabitants cool as they waited for things to get hot. They had come expecting a show, and the arena had never yet failed to deliver; not a one of them wanted to have that record broken.

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" The announcer shouted, and all talk died down as the people waited with baited breath to see the match begin. "I hope that we haven't kept you waiting too long, folks, but don't fear for any further delays: we're right on track to bring you some excitement, same as always!" People craned to look as the gates at one end of the arena opened. "We've got one rough customer today folks; last seen winning a tavern-wide fight here at our own Ripped Bodice, today's newcomer will be paying her bail with an arena match! Introducing, Kalka the Brawler!"

Through the gate stepped a tall, muscular woman, identifiable by her physique, green skin, and dark green hair as an Orc. She didn't appear to be armed, and the crowd hooted and hollered, excited to see a giant of a lady like her either tear an opponents clothes to pieces or have her bounty of green goodies on display.

For Kalka's part, she gazed up at the audience in a scowl. Not that she wasn't used to a crowd when she fought, nor was she upset that she'd be fighting. No, she was upset at being forced into a fight; she'd have been on her way after the tavern fight if she hadn't spent the bulk of her money on drinks before hand, leaving her unable to post bail and pay for the repairs. A smirk crept onto her lips, lips lowering slightly and showing off the beginning of sharp lower canines, as she remembered the fight, and was in a way proud to have caused enough damage to land her here.

Still, any anger she had was easily gotten rid of, and as the gates opened, she was treated to a view of her outlet...

((Making the opening post, cerin's next post will introduce Kalka's opponent and pass off the role of GM to him.))

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Post by cerindclvr on Sun Nov 29, 2015 9:00 pm

((Excellent intro...))

The gate on the other side of the arena rattled open, and Kalka's rather uncertain looking opponent stepped through.  A waif of a girl in satiny robes came, blinking, into the light of day, holding a slender hand over her eyes.  People immediately began to let out cries of anticipation, perhaps at the thought of such a slight figure being handled by her large opponent.

She wasn't quite elven, the fair blond girl that stepped forth, perhaps half, given her high cheekbones and delicately pointed ears.  She was certainly a beauty to behold, as the viewing sphere above promptly showcased.  The giant glassy sphere showed a much closer view of the graceful woman, standing not much taller than five feet and none too confidently.

Her almond shaped eyes were light blue, and her slim frame hinted at a few small curves around the waist and her bosom.  Her silky blond hair was braided behind her and adorned with a jewelry; a net made of gold and sapphires.  Her simple but elegant gold robes were bound at the waist with a matching chain, and she loosely held a similar wand at her side.  Even her posture made her seem like a princess.

"Entering the arena now, we have Celise the Sapphire!  She fights today with her splendid magics to restore honor to her household!  The risk of showing your half elven treats is a small price to pay for proving your family's innocence, right?"

Aloysius's booming enthusiasm amped the crowd up further as he cheered the stunned-looking half elven maiden into the sandy pit.  She defensively clutched her wand with both hands as she timidly surveyed the scary woman opposite her.

"I-if we have to do this..." She boomed with what was perhaps a surprising amount of confidence.  "I will not go easy on you!"

The crowd roared, perhaps with a touch of condescension in their encouragement, as Celise stepped forward and pointed her wand with a trembling arm.

"Strip now and I will merely make you pleasure yourself for the crowd.  If you don't surrender... I'll have to make it much worse!"

Trembling a little harder, Celise squinted with one eye and shouted in alarm at Kalka's first movement.  Kalka could've been going to raise her arms in a gesture of submission, but for all her anxiety she simply acted on instinct.  She wasn't really wrong though; Kalka really had no choice but to go for her.

Celise's magic was in fact splendid.  She shouted an arcane syllable and the sapphire at the tip of her wand flared with a bright light.  Kalka immediately felt a great weight around her, as if everything on her, from gear to her own body, had suddenly become far heavier.

Kalka noticed she was glowing with a dim light that matched that of Celise's wand.  As her body reacted and she went to move into action, she heard the distinct sounds of ripping seams and tearing thread.  Her armor plating was taking it the worst; some of the less secure parts of her leggings were dropping right off of her already.  The pants beneath were growing ragged, and her belt almost felt like a liability ((assuming she's wearing one?)).

"Come no further!" Celise shouted, with trepidation but holding her ground.

"Kalka, someone should've probably told you to consult a seamstress before the battle began!  The idea is to stay dressed as long as possible..."  Aloysius laughed in his amplified voice...
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Post by TeratonArm on Sun Nov 29, 2015 9:44 pm

They had to send in a mage, huh? Kalka grit her teeth. She was must familiar with face-to-face, hand-to-hand fighters, and she could never predict what a magic-user would pull. This was easily the worst she'd come across- she'd started to move in on her and now, here she was, one wrong move away from popping every seam she had! Of course, the only reason she didn't was that she was used to the sensation. They didn't make a clothes for a lady her size very often, meaning she'd had to pick up repairing and re-sizing clothes herself. She actually felt more indignant towards the announcer than the girl in front of her for a moment, pointing out the quality of the stitches.

Still, pride in her work aside, she knew she was in trouble. She could barely move under her own increased weight, and her clothes were literally falling apart where she stood. If she moved too much, she'd burst them apart, but if she didn't move at all she'd lose without a fight, which was almost (not quite) worse than the idea of being totally naked. So, if Celise wanted to put the pressure on her, Kalka would show her how well she could throw her weight around.

Mustering all her strength into one arm, Kalka reached for one of the leather pieces on her armor closest to falling off, and finished the job for it, the piece coming free in her hand. It was heavy, sure, but with all her effort, Kalka flung it forward at the mage. She cringed at the pops she felt during the motion to throw, but this was the best idea she had. It hung on a couple things that Kalka could only guess at- whether the enchantment would still be on the piece separate from the rest of her armor, for one, and whether or not the Arena's anti-injury enchantment would still allow the projectile enough force to knock the wind out of the girl.

If disrupting the girl's spell managed to return her clothes to normal weight, she'd run up and close the distance- the girl wouldn't try to make her heavier if Kalka was right about on top of her, right? If not... she'd literally thrown some of her clothes away free, for nothing.

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Post by cerindclvr on Sun Nov 29, 2015 10:03 pm

Celise squealed, probably trying to let out a battle cry, as the plates of hardened leather armor came flying at her in a big tangle. It seemed like she was trying to get off another spell when the heavy thing hit her right in the gut.

"Oof!" She grunted as she flew to the ground on her bottom. The leather greaves still glowed a faint blue, as did Kalka herself, but the mage before her was practically pinned to the sand by the tangle of armor pieces.

The action left Kalka in an even greater state of undress than anticipated. Her pants had disintegrated below the thigh; they were more like skimpy shorts now that felt way too tight and heavy around her thick legs and ass. Her chest armor felt mostly intact, though the shoulder plates were wearing her down a bit. She was slowed, certainly, but with the Mage struggling to get the tangled greaves off of her midsection, Kalka had a chance to get to her and act.

Aloysius merely whistled at first as the viewing sphere showed a nice close look at Kalka from the waist down.

"I take back what I said about your tailor! I love the new look, Kalka," he mused as her flexing thighs glistened on the orb above.
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Post by TeratonArm on Sun Nov 29, 2015 10:23 pm

Kalka was happy that her plan worked by half, at least. Celise seemed indisposed, which gave her a chance to turn things around. The glow told her that the magic was working on her lower armor, which was good. Of course, it also told her that the spell was still in effect on her body and clothes.

As she started moving towards her quarry, she did feel lighter. She couldn't take much solace in it though, as it seemed less that the spell had eased up and more that she was just wearing less to weigh her down. Throwing the armor was a willing sacrifice, but the way her pants fell to pieces was definitely something she would've avoided if she could. The breeze between her bare thighs was at once a nice feeling and an ill omen for how she had been damaged while her opponent had yet to suffer even a small tear.

"Let's even things out," Kalka said. Those bare thighs that the viewing sphere had shown were in a second straddling the mage, and Kalka set to work tearing open the front of the girl's robes, hoping that she could get through them before losing too much more herself.

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Post by cerindclvr on Sun Nov 29, 2015 11:32 pm

Celise had just gotten out from under the leather greaves when Kalka hit her. She cried out when she felt the orc on top of her, heavy as she was and straddling her waist. The expression on her face, shown on the viewing sphere, was not one of pain but one of momentary shock. Based on her gasps, Kalka could tell she was still able to breathe well enough, but it didn't seem like she was in a great position to protect herself from her magically heavy opponent.

Kalka's rough hands got a firm grip on the mage's robes, and a satisfying ripping noise followed as the brawler yanked her arms out to either side. The golden robes parted easily to reveal a thinner, sheer garment beneath, something between lingerie and a practical tunic. The white top showed a little bit of cleavage and a hint of her lacy white bra beneath, perhaps fanning Kalka's flames. Celise's breasts seemed modest enough, but she sported enough cup to bounce nicely in her confines.

At some point, a spell went off. Celise had apparently kept hold of her wand, and was using it as a focus for her next potent magic...

It must have been an act of panic, at least it seemed at first, but in the first few seconds all Celise's flashing spell seemed to do was create a harmless cloud of dusty blue motes around the both of them. A few seconds later, those paying close attention to the viewing sphere noticed that Kalka's remaining gear, and even some of her skin, had a coating of faint powder blue dust on it.

Kalka's armor no longer felt heavy, but it was making disconcerting noises. A sound like creaking ice about to break surrounded them, and Kalka felt a cold rush of air blast over her. Her armor had in fact shattered -- the leather that remained, at least -- and she was left in the sweat dampened clothes and undergarments beneath. Thankfully her top was relatively intact, though in addition to the ominous but faint blue powder coating her, it was still glowing and feeling heavy. Kalka might've had an idea of how to stop it, but unless Celise was more focused than she let on, it wasn't her concentration keeping these spells active...
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Post by TeratonArm on Mon Nov 30, 2015 12:27 am

Kalka was happy to finally see some skin from her opponent, two handfuls of fabric held out to either side. Then, as the blast of cold hit her, she froze, distracted by the loss of yet another piece of clothing when she had just barely caught up to her opponent in terms of coverage. It didn't help that her strained, sweaty top and bra were doing little to hide the two bumps that were now sticking out in the middle of each cold-blasted breast.

Her close examination of her chest led her to find the faint, blue powder covering her. Not wanting the same ice trick to happen twice, she tried wiping it off. This didn't seem to help much; all it really accomplished was spreading some of the dust to her hands, and making her gasp as her palms brushed up against her nipples through the fabric. In the back of her mind, the blue color of her enchantments was starting to form a pattern, but her focus right now was on getting those robes off, and then trying to keep herself from losing anything more.

Kalka took a deep breath, rising against the weight of her clothes and hoisting herself slightly into a kneeling position. She didn't want to let her opponent go free; she wanted to turn her over.

"Alright, you prissy little princess, let's see how you look without so much gold..." Rolling Celise onto her stomach, Kalka grabbed at the tattered hem of the lower half of Celise's robes. She tried tearing it apart, like she did the top; if that failed, she hoped to simply slip it off of her legs.

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Post by cerindclvr on Mon Nov 30, 2015 1:03 am

The slender girl wailed in protest as the orc easily flipped her over.  She clutched her wand to her chest protectively as her face hit the sand.  While she kept a grip on her weapon, this left her totally helpless to the assault on her clothing.

Another satisfying "shrrrriip" resounded throughout the arena as Kalka handily tore her robe the rest of the way in half.  Slender, pale legs came into view, lovely well-shaped legs, as the fabric easily came apart.  The rupture ran up to her waist, revealing the rest of that garment beneath that amounted to little more than a slip.  With her robe in ribbons now, Kalka was able to swipe it down her body and off of her in one swift motion.  She shivered in the fresh sunlight, looking much more naked with bare shoulders and calves.  The lacy thing that covered her undergarments seemed as sheer and delicate as she was and did little to obscure her subtle curves.

The mage beneath Kalka's grip squeaked and squirmed, but finally Kalka could hear her chanting more of those arcane syllables.  Her nipples grew noticeably harder as that cold rush of air hit her again and the "Sapphire's" spell took effect.  The accumulation of "dust" on her top must've made the spell focus on it this time; there was that light cracking, shattering sound as the orc's shirt snapped away from her torso and broke like ice as it hit the sand.  Kalka's large breasts heaved in her bra, the nubs on their tips protruding fiercely.

The crowd cheered vigorously.

"I tell you this, beloved audience: I don't care what color they are, I love big, bouncing breasts.  Let's have a round of applause for orc breasts!  C'mon Cerise, just a little more to go!" Aloysius shouted, but the audience was already roaring it's approval.


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Post by TeratonArm on Mon Nov 30, 2015 1:29 am

Kalka's white bra was noticeably straining against the orc's chest, the pale blue glow and dust seemed to still hang around her, and traveling up her chest, the large expanse of green skin gave way to a dark green blush as Kalka was officially showing more than she was comfortable with. For a moment, her hands darted to cover herself, but the feeling of her palms against her more sensitive points snapped her back into the match. At this point, it was clear to her- if throwing Cerise off her game wasn't going to stop her from casting spells, she needed to get rid of the staff she was casting them through.

The brawler hefted herself to her feet, feeling remarkably exposed as the bounce in her breasts suddenly seemed too heavy- she didn't think she could blame that on her opponent though, so much as the weight of hundreds of pairs of eyes. Below her, the waifish mage was kicking up sand trying to scramble away, but Kalka wasn't about to lose her close-range again. She picked the girl up by the straps of her slip and held her face-to-face. She looked frightened, but Kalka had seen that desperate look before in fights, and it was the look of someone not to underestimate. Case in point, any fear of jostling around too much seemed to be gone and Kalka's thick green fingers went for the wand, and found that the half-elves slender hands wouldn't give up their grip, thrashing the wand around to keep it from her opponent's hands.

Kalka did what she'd done best that match so far, and pulled in two different directions once she had a hand on the wand. One of the things she was grabbing had to give: she'd either be left holding the wand in one hand and the disarmed Celise in the other, or she'd be holding the tattered scraps of the nightie-looking garment in one hand and the still-armed but less dressed Celise in the other. At least, that's what she was gambling on...

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Post by cerindclvr on Mon Nov 30, 2015 1:47 am

Celise indeed looked panicked as the orc gave her a once over. Her dainty feet pointed straight down as she kicked, still easily a foot or so off the ground.

"N-nnooo!" She shouted as she realized what was happening. The wand flared for a moment as she tried to channel magic into it, but it seemed it was too late. Kalka's maneuver proved to be more effective than expected. The slip snapped and tore very easily; the fabric was so thin that when Kalka pulled the strap away, a seam along the side tore with it and left half the garment hanging uselessly. The half elf clung desperately to her wand though and dangled from her grip on it in her new state of undress.

Celise's delicate body twisted and swung as she held onto the wand and Kalka's beefy arm with both hands. As much as she would've wanted to, she couldn't cover her freshly exposed panties and bra. They were as white and pure as she was, with a little bit of lace at the edges. Her faintly jiggling bottom could only be described petite and adorable, and her chest, while by no means large, seemed shapely and proportionate to her body. Kalka's close up view afforded her a look at little nubs in the front of her bra, much like her own; the Sapphire was either excited or a bit chilly or both...

Before she got lucky, Kalka got a bit unlucky. Holding the struggling girl was no problem, even with her own increased gravity. She did have to use both hands however, so when her shorts popped a seam and flopped to the ground, she couldn't quite catch them.

It was then that Kalka got lucky. Celise slipped and plopped into the sand, this time without her wand in hand. She gasped in disbelief as Kalka felt instantly lighter and the blue glow faded. The blue dust was still there, ever so faint, but now it seemed dull somehow. The spells had worn off, or were at least inactive, and Kalka seemed to have the upper hand with the very fearful looking half elf at her feet.
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Post by TeratonArm on Mon Nov 30, 2015 2:10 am

The sound of ripping fabric was so sweet one moment, and cringe-worthy the next. The girl's slip had come free easily enough, even if the girl had still been clinging to her hand, and it was nice to show her off to the crowd a bit. She chuckled, deep in the back of her throat, at the modest jiggling of Celise's assets as Kalka tried to shake her free from the wand.

Of course, then she felt a remarkable loss of pressure over her lower half, and cringed as she looked down. Her leggings had been torn to hip-hugging shorts early into the match, and it was frankly amazing they'd held on as long as they did. But, as little as they left to the imagination, Kalka would have been happy to have even that little bit. Her panties were small on her to begin with, but with all the shifting of her clothing and moving and straddling being done, they'd wedged themselves nearly into a thong. She didn't dare look back, but Kalka was sure that the viewing sphere was getting a good look at the way the white fabric had bunched up between her cheeks, two masses of tight muscle flexing under a small amount of fat and a taut layer of green skin. Meanwhile, in the front, they were just as uncomfortable, a small white triangle trapped above thick thighs. If the viewing sphere ever circled around from her backside, it might notice dark green hairs peeking over the waistband, but as she suddenly felt Celise's grip give out, and the spells dissipate from her body, she was determined to give the crowd something else to look at.

Kalka stepped back a moment from the girl in front of her, catching her breath and adjusting back to a normal weight. She sneered as she stared at her opponent, tossing the sapphire wand into the sand at her side. Part of her wanted to reach down and adjust herself, but she was waiting, ready to snap an arm forward and grab at the mage to finish the match.

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Post by cerindclvr on Mon Nov 30, 2015 2:24 am

"There there now, Celise.  Did the big scary orc lady hurt you?" taunted the announcer from his high vantage point.  He waved a many-ringed hand to the director behind him, and the images in the viewing sphere shimmered for a moment as it changed perspective.

Celise was lying on her back in the sand, thighs spread a bit from when she fell.  As she panted, exhausted from her attempts to wrest her wand out of Kalka's mighty grip, the viewing sphere showed off a nice close up of the spot between her thighs.  Like Kalka's, her panties were bunched up a bit, and tight to begin with.  They certainly weren't designed for vigorous activity.  At this close angle, one could see the faint outline of her lips beneath the silky material, and a darker patch where her bush must have been.  The view panned out very suddenly, though, to catch Celise adjusting her bra.

A tiny glimpse of light pink nipple showed on the sphere before Celise successfully tucked it back into its cup.  Her face was, at last, showing a few shades of darker blush.  Everything had happened so fast, she barely had time to register how naked she'd gotten.

"Did we almost miss that?" the announcer exclaimed, 'off mic' as it were and at normal volumes, to the director behind him, his face red with excitement and disbelief.

The two combatants glanced up briefly to see the last of the fresh displays on the sphere and saw a shot from behind Kalka, between her legs.  It managed to capture Kalka's full bottom, taut like the rest of her fighter's body and ready to respond, and Celise in the background, looking outraged, humiliated, and still spread-legged.  She quickly shut her thighs and began to gesture.  Her eyes closed as she got to her knees; she was focusing on a spell and making the necessary motions.  She might not have had her wand, but that meant she'd just need more time and effort to do what she'd been doing so easily before...
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Post by TeratonArm on Mon Nov 30, 2015 2:50 am

In her brief moment of respite, Kalka took the chance to survey the arena and it's current inhabitants a bit better. The displays from the viewing sphere were nothing that she couldn't see fine looking down, or were otherwise shots of her own body that, while she was certainly proud of it, weren't things she wanted projected up to hundreds of viewers. Many of those same viewers, men and women alike, were looking eagerly up at the screen as her big green backside came into view. Those closer to the edge of the area, the ones that weren't looking at the spread eagle half-elf at her feet, were staring hungrily straight at her. Whistling, hooting, winking, one woman even blew her a kiss, and almost all of them calling for someone to have their skivvies stripped off.

Not quite sure how to react to the crowd's cries for nudity, Kalka looked back at her opponent and could have smacked herself for letting her guard down. She had to hand it to Celise; Kalka had expected her to break down and give up at this point, or too make a mad scramble for the wand, or to try and escape, but here she was kneeling before her ready to launch a counter-attack, even unarmed! Of course, Kalka could only let herself be impressed for a brief moment; she needed to stop that spell and end this match, fast.

"Oh no you don't!" Kalka cried, rushing forward towards the kneeling mage. She grabbed one wrist, doing her best to keep her from stopping the motions, and pulled her to her feet and beyond, legs dangling off the ground. Her other hand reached up and grabbed tight hold of the front of her panties. She pulled the already taut garment even tighter, the viewing sphere angling itself to get just the slightest view of pink between green fingers and silky fabric, before Kalka ripped the garment off entirely, brandishing the newly bared bottom half to the crowd with one hand and flinging the garment towards the front row of seats with the other.

Kalka hoped that she'd disrupted Celise's incantation enough to stop it, but the girl's mouth seemed like it was still moving, and she couldn't hear whether or not any noise was coming from her lips over the appreciative roar of the crowd. She hesitated, not sure whether to grab the girl's other wrist, to place a hand over her mouth, or to just whip off the girl's final garment. Her fingertips eventually settled on the girl's bra, and Kalka allowed herself a second to savor the final blow.

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Post by cerindclvr on Mon Nov 30, 2015 3:10 am

"N-no, please, not like this," Kalka heard Celise whimper quietly as she rushed up and grabbed her. "I was... did it...?" she asked, timidly, before the large, imposing woman yanked her off her feet. No spells fired off, no sapphire dust or gravity tricks.

The slight mage made a little grunting noise, but otherwise hung there wordlessly after that. She cringed a bit, her face growing redder, and finally a squeal escaped her mouth when Kalka pulled at her panties. The material bit deep into her crotch, her pink lips showing on either side of the bunched up fabric, until finally, mercifully, the garment tore free, stitch by stitch. Her tender peach was completely revealed to the crowd, her full labia perhaps a bit puffy and darkened from the frontal wedgie. The shimmery viewing sphere did it great justice, when showing it -- her swollen, engorged pussy lips were perhaps the least delicate part about the half elf. And, sure enough, they were glistening slightly with slickness. The sort of slickness that only someone who was aroused by being roughly handled by Kalka could have.

Her cute but none-too-pronounced rear was on display as well, of course, not that as many people were looking at it. It had just enough meat on it to quiver when she struggled, and one could notice it tense up every time she kicked a leg to try and gain some purchase.

Just then, the unexpected occurred as Kalka was reaching up to finish the girl off. One of her wild wayward kicks hit Kalka right in the chest, causing the heavy globe to bounce generously. The brawler had suffered faaar worse, but something about the sudden extra stress on her bra made the implausible happen. The strap on the orc's bra popped suddenly, causing the whole thing to flop right off of her tits. The sudden failure of her bra made Kalka's large breasts bounce and jiggle simultaneously, colliding together like pendulums for a moment that was both very brief but also somehow very long.

Celise almost seemed shocked when she looked straight at Kalka's chest. The mage only had a moment of pause though, when she realized what had happened, before she began struggling again. This time she seemed like she wasn't trying to get free... so much as reach Kalka's panties any way possible.

"Well, that moment says it all," Aloysius said dreamily. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special treat on the viewing sphere for you..." he continued with a sense of calm satisfaction. The sphere above showed that moment from just a little while ago -- the kick to Kalka's breast and a close up of her tits jiggling as if time had slowed down within the sphere. The 'clip' played over and over again a few times at varying speeds, drawing a variety of reactions from the crowd. One particularly embarrassing close up showed just how hard Kalka's dark, perky nipples were, drawing whistles from the audience and myriad suggestive comments about much she was enjoying what she was doing...
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Post by TeratonArm on Mon Nov 30, 2015 12:21 pm

Kalka flushed. Maybe she'd been enjoying this, just a bit, in the sense that she was winning! In the sense that she'd pretty much won! But as two green globes popped free, pointing into the open air, it didn't matter what justifications she gave- the audience could and would fill in their blanks to explain her excitement, and Kalka wasn't sure how wrong they would be.

Of course, she had other things to think about. Not worry, at this point, though Celise's last hit came as a big surprise for the impact it had. It seemed to have emboldened the mage, who was now hoping to repeat the trick on Kalka's lower half. Kalka wasn't about to give her the chance- she was pretty pissed that, as soon as she had exposed the girl's lower lips and backside, the viewing sphere switched over to capture her wobbling chest. So, she decided she'd give them a better view of her opponent.

The girl was still kicking away,trying to reach her panties to pop those off too, but Kalka caught a leg as it swung forward, and then let go of the girl's arm. Celise was now hanging upside down, held by her ankle with her back to her opponent and her front to the leering crowd. The orc's free hand traced its way down the girl's backside, stopping to prod a slightly squishy cheek, until it got all the way down to the girl's bra. Kalka smirked, hoisted her captive to the crowd, and at the roar of assent, she undid the clasp and whipped the girl's last remaining cover off of her body.

"For what it's worth," Kalka uttered in a husky whisper to the defeated mage, "you put up way more of a fight that I was bargaining for. Can't say I'm not going to enjoy this, though..."

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Post by cerindclvr on Mon Nov 30, 2015 1:22 pm

"Oh, here we go, lets see what Kalka does next," the announcer said excitedly.  "I have a feeling it's going to be very satisfying," he chuckled.

Celise continued to struggle and kick pretty fervently, until Kalka caught her swinging foot with her free hand.  Her expression seemed to twist into another little bout of shock and dread; she blinked and went a touch paler as she felt the orc switch her grip from her arm to her ankle.

"Wh-whoa!" she gasped as she went swinging upside down, suddenly looking out at the crowd and no longer facing her opponent.  Her silky blond hair hung below her, having come out of its jeweled confines.  She was beginning to look more than a bit disheveled.

Not having the best balance or control of herself in this situation, one leg was pretty much held straight up by Kalka, while her other leg dangled wildly.  Kalka wasn't in danger of being caught by any more stray kicks, with the way she had her held, now, but Celise was certainly in danger of showing off a lot more skin than she intended.

The glass sphere up above seemed to gladly give a full-body view of the half elf, going red in the face from embarrassment and from hanging upside down.  Her well-kempt blond bush shone in the sunlight, and the more the mage kicked and squirmed, the more the audience got to stare at her bare crotch.  The announcer let the visuals and the crowd do all the speaking for him -- the viewers were going nuts at the sight of Celise's seemingly aroused nethers.  Kalka probably got a better look from where she was standing now, especially as she idly caressed Celise's soft ass, at the slightly glistening, silky folds between the mage's legs.  Her pliant butt cheek gave way to Kalka's prodding and made the girl squirm just a little harder for a moment. "Oh!" she yelped at the unexpected touch.

And, just as suddenly as she'd been flipped upside down, her bra snapped and fell right off of her.  Her perky little breasts hung down only slightly, ever defiant of gravity, and her stiffening nipples had the most wonderful rich pink color to them.  The viewing sphere took its time showcasing the contrast between her smallish, dark pink nubs and the rest of her pale skin; the audience was able to watch them grow a touch harder before their very eyes.

Even though the match was over, it was as if no one told Celise.  She kept squirming and struggling as best she could, hanging by one ankle, but she was losing steam more and more by the second.  Her tits bounced, and her ass jiggled practically right in Kalka's face.  Eventually, after a good long while of people drinking in the details of her pale, naked form, she slowed down and tried to catch her breath, hanging there and looking ridiculous in Kalka's iron grip. It was taboo, but the humiliated, disheveled girl tried to cover her naked body with both hands as best she could, hanging there helplessly.

"Wh-what are you going to do with me..?" she asked breathlessly.

"Indeed!" Aloysius boomed officially. "Kalka is the winner! Let's see what she does with her prize," the announcer concluded, practically licking his lips as he leaned over the balcony for a better view.
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Post by TeratonArm on Mon Nov 30, 2015 6:07 pm

Kalka stood there for a moment, one arm over her chest, the other holding Celise up in the air, swaying her slightly back and forth. A smirk crossed her face, and for a minute of two, Kalka just basked in the victory while she let the sphere follow her fingers as they explored her prize. She'd be surprisingly gentle one moment, green fingertips playing across the mage's back, up to her ass... before delivering a stinging smack, the palm of her hand almost overtaking one of the smaller woman's cheeks. She did that a few times more, and turned the girl around as she switched hands, letting the audience drool over the raw, red skin like a pack of dogs outside a butcher's shop.

Then again, holding Celise out to the side, she let her hands move in soft, exploratory patterns down from Celise's stomach to her modest bosom. She twirled a circle around her prize's right nipple and then her left. Looking down at the mage's face, a gentle, amused smile turned into an sneering smirk, lower tusks looking prominent in a toothy mouth as she flicked the rigid, sensitive nub of flesh with her middle finger before going to work on the other side, pinching and pulling on her nipple to elicit pained gasps and shuddering moans from her captive.

If Celise wasn't too distracted by her tormentor's hands and the blood rushing to her head, she'd be about perfect eye level to see through Kalka's lies of only enjoying her win as a victory; meaty thighs were rubbing together, the tiny patch of fabric that separated her lips from the open arena air was quickly becoming wet and see-through. Looking up, she could see that, despite the long absence of any sort of ice-magic, that Kalka's nipples were just as prominent as her own, jutting out at the end of breasts heaving under deep, heavy breaths.

Of course, there was one area that Kalka had been neglecting, and she figured it was time to finish the match and her opponent; as much as she was having fun with her win, she was starting to have some urges that she'd rather not act on in the midst of the huge crowd. The orc adjusted Celise in her arms, cradling her for a moment, before slinging her over her shoulder. As she made the short trip through the coliseum's sands, she rubbed the still-red skin on Celise's backside, before giving it another nasty bump as she was deposited unceremoniously onto the ground.

Kalka bent over and picked something up as Celise shakily tried to right herself. When she looked up, Kalka's shadow loomed over her, the giant woman standing there in all her glory, sweaty skin glistening under the Enferian sun. Also glistening was the wand she held in her hands, decadent gold with a bright sapphire crowning the tip.

"Turn over," Kalka ordered, "get on your hands and knees, and I'll try to make this quick."

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Post by cerindclvr on Mon Nov 30, 2015 6:55 pm

Celise began to whimper and mewl ever so quietly, covering her breasts and crotch with mixed degrees of success as the orc felt her up. Her skin was absurdly soft, especially against the brawler's rough hands, and felt quite nice, needless to say. It was as if she bathed in milk or some magical substance that kept her dainty and pristine in every way. Goosebumps rose along her flesh as she gave a little shiver; not necessarily a bad shiver, but one that indicated she was definitely feeling some kind of way about what was going on.

Celise let out a high-pitched yelp as that rough paw came down on her ass cheek. The skin was instantly pink after the first swat, and after a few more her bottom was bright, then dark red. Tears welled up in her eyes, though she wasn't crying yet, she did let out a wordless cry of protest as she was spun about. Her hands reflexively flew behind her, doing their best to cover her up, but it was all quite awkward and difficult to do whilst hanging upside down by one leg.

She reacted with similar whimpers when Kalka explored her breasts. Her dark little pink nipples seemed turgid and responsive, each tweak or tease rewarded by a soft gasp or a sharp intake of breath. Every now and then Kalka felt her trying to squirm away from the attentions, but every now and then she seemed to arch her back into it, as well.

The next part happened too quickly for her to follow. One moment her bright red ass was sticking up at the sun as she was over the giant woman's shoulder. The next moment there was the sting of her bottom hitting the sand. Blinking the tears out of her eyes, she looked the woman up and down in disbelief before eyeing her wand. Realizing what she meant to do, she shook her head briefly in protest, gulping once and getting to her knees in a pleading position.

"P-please, not that... I'd rather... I mean," she stammered, and her face turned a shade redder. She whispered, "I-I'll pleasure you, but..." she looked at the wand and licked her lips and gulped. Her ever so soft hands came up to brush fingertips against the orc's thighs on the outsides, and she looked up with adorable pleading blue eyes. "I have yet to... uhm, I'm a maiden, still, and I'd like to keep it that way. I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to fight here, I know, but..." she licked her lips again in her best attempt to be seductive, glancing around still with a great deal of uncertainly and self consciousness. She surely hoped no one heard her pleas. "Isn't there something else I could do... to you?"

Of course, Kalka had every opportunity in the world to refuse. It would've taken the slightest effort to turn her around and bend her over for most people -- Kalka could do it with a fingertip. The little half elf seemed most desperate to not have this happen to her though, which for most arena combatants would make the option even more appealing than it previously was. Of course, there was no rule that said Kalka couldn't make both happen.

"What was that she said earlier? If you refused to surrender, she'd make it FAR worse?" shouted the woman from the crowd who'd blown Kalka a kiss earlier. Now that she had time to take a better look, the brawler noted just how alluring and attractive the woman was. Dark curly blond hair around an angelic face and an hourglass figure was all she could make out from here. That, and dark... gold-grey eyes? The mysterious woman cheered and worked up the crowd.

"I think you're obligated to make it FAR worse, yourself!" she added, as the crowd roared in agreement.

While Kalka mulled over the heavy decision, Celise was enticingly tracing her fingertips along Kalka's hips, toying with the waistband of her panties, and even eventually caressing her ass cheeks. The announcer above didn't have anything to add, though he didn't know what to make of the whispered begging down below. One could be certain that everyone in the arena was paying close attention, though.
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Re: Kalka the Brawler vs....

Post by TeratonArm on Mon Nov 30, 2015 7:50 pm

Kalka looked down at the naked girl kneeling in front of her. Her smirk faded into a frown, into a slightly blushing bewilderment. As much as she'd like to knock the haughty woman down the last few pegs, something about the way the girl was mewling for mercy felt wrong. One could say quite a few different things about Kalka, not all of them good, but there was suddenly a line she wasn't sure she was comfortable crossing. The girl's amateur attempts at seduction weren't really winning her over, but something about the offer had caught the attention of the aching between her legs. Kalka rolled the wand between her fingers for a moment, mulling over her choices, before sighing and looking back down at the girl.

"Alright," she said after a moment, and motioned to cut Celise off as some slight relief showed on her face. "But! On one condition," Kalka said, and Celise was forced up slightly as Kalka grabbed the back of her head. "Get done quick enough, and I'll call it even there. But if this takes too long, I'm going back to plan A." And she waggled the wand in her hand for emphasis.

Celise seemed fixated on fulfilling her promise, if not eager to begin, but suddenly found herself on her back in the sand again, and was soon pinned to the ground by an orc kneeling with her lower body raised over the half-elf's face. Kalka tensed for a moment, thumbs hooked into her waistband, conflicted shouting of the audience all around her. The wand was still in her hand, the half-elf's head was between her legs, and Celise's body was lying in the sand in front of her. Gritting her teeth, she yanked her panties down to her knees, and sat back, kneeling, on the mage's face, lower lips grinding onto Celise's mouth as she shivered in anticipation.

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Post by cerindclvr on Mon Nov 30, 2015 8:25 pm

Celise's pleading eyes softened for a moment, shimmery with moisture, as Kalka agreed. When, moments later she went flying back into the sand, she let out a gasp of shock, shutting her eyes, before the orc blocked her view of the sun. The half elf certainly hadn't been expecting all that; she hardly got her bearings before the winner of the match lowered her hips over her face. She breathed a few breaths through her nose for a moment, her eyes opening slowly as she incidentally took in the orc's scent, then blinked surprisedly.

"Oh," she merely moaned when her face was within inches of Kalka's crotch. Though no one could really see it at the moment, something in her eyes had gotten hazy... lusty perhaps.

"Get it done... quick," she repeated, as if thinking about it, staring at that thinly veiled mound in front of her. Kalka thought she felt Celise's dainty little nose drag itself along her lips, while her panties were still on.

Kalka lowered her panties and she could've sworn she heard Celise gasp again, her warm breath blowing against her pussy before she dropped it onto the mage's delicate, soft features. Celise's eyes shot wide, Kalka could see. There was a moment of doubt in which the reality of the situation was setting on on Celise, a not unpleasant moment where the brawler's warm mound pressed firmly against that pretty little face... but the half elf eventually kissed Kalka's snatch right back, her amateur tongue wriggling out of her pink mouth to flick wildly. Eventually, she shut her eyes, and breathing through her nose deeply, worked her slick little tongue back and forth clumsily against Kalka's clit, reaching up with both hands to cup her ass and squeeze it gently. All the while she raised her face up, grinding it more firmly against the orc's mound, trying long, slow laps along her slit now. Every once in a while she'd open one eye to peek up at Kalka, perhaps searching for approval...?

The longer it went on, the more Kalka might've began to doubt that was was, in fact, an amateur at what she was doing. Then again, maybe she was just talented.

The viewing sphere was showing its fill of the lurid details: a beautiful half elven face buried in glistening orc pussy, her features half-disappearing from time to time beneath the dark green, almost black bush she sported.
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Post by TeratonArm on Mon Nov 30, 2015 10:03 pm

((Sorry for the delay between posts, had to step away for a while.))

Once again, Celise managed to surprise Kalka. The supposedly inexperienced girl got to work fast and with gusto, at least from where Kalka was sitting. She soon found herself rocking and grinding against the girl's face, picking herself up one moment (giving Celise a chance to breathe) and then lightly falling back down to meet Celise's mouth and tongue. Forgetting where she was, she even started to play with her breasts. Alongside the display of the main show between her legs, the viewing sphere was picking up on a view from behind, Kalka's thick green ass framed in pale, slender limbs, right above two pert breasts and Celise's own vagina, glistening as her other set of lips spared it from an uncomfortable fate. The sphere was also showing a view of Kalka's upper half, breasts bouncing as Kalka rode her opponent's face, fingers playing at dark, hard nipples, and tongue lolling out behind one of her sharp bottom canines.

Kalka wasn't keeping track of time at this point; she wasn't about to punish Celise for this either, not if it meant stopping. Eventually, perhaps too soon for Kalka and too long for the audience, Kalka came to a shuddering climax, shouting, almost roaring out into the arena, and squeezing Celise's head between her thick thighs. She brushed Celise's hair before falling forward onto her hands and knees, the viewing sphere getting a nice shot of her ass up in the air, and the source of the juices dripping onto the half-elf's face below. Kalka got up slowly, and somewhere in the back of her head, she realized that even though she'd won, she'd been exposed in her entirety. Kicking her panties off the rest of the way, and picking them up, the brawler decided she'd be embarrassed about that later- she didn't have the energy left in her to care right now.

She turned looked at the soaked face of the girl below her. "That was a hell of a fight," she said, "and a hell of a finish." She snickered, pointing to the girl's spread legs. "You're on your own with that, though." Kalka punctuated her point by picking up the discarded want and tossing it to the sand between her opponents legs.

She raised a fist into the air to declare her victory one last time, modesty returning just enough for her to hold her discarded panties in front of her glistening privates, and started walking towards the arena's gates.

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Post by cerindclvr on Mon Nov 30, 2015 10:30 pm

Celisa continued to assault Kalka's cunny with her tongue as long as she could, well through her climax. She was either really into it, or trying extra hard to make sure Kalka didn't try to make her do anything else. Either way her cute little snout stayed buried in the orc's slick folds, her hands squeezing Kalka's butt hard while her body quivered. The viewing sphere got one last shot of the brawler's fluids glistening on Celise's face, as her tongue caressed her clit through her thick bush.

Celise was dusted with sand, her face coated in Kalka's juices, and her hair an utter mess. So, when the audience cheered, they were both laughing at Celise but also genuinely cheering on Kalka's victory. The fire of embarrassment burned in both of their faces, but it occurred to Kalka that it could've been much worse for her. She also couldn't help but feel extremely... gratified.

"Kalka..." Celise breathed, quietly, as she lay panting, defeated in the sand. "I'll find you..." came the whispered promise. Immediately, to most people, it would have and should have sounded like a threat. Something about the way she said it, in that worked up whisper, made Kalka think it was a bit more of a question... or an offer.

((Nicely! An excellent match, I think, very good stuff. This makes for the best stopping point, no?))
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Post by TeratonArm on Mon Nov 30, 2015 10:41 pm

((Yeah, probably the best place to stop. That was good! Glad I got to get all this in.

I'm going to be a little pressed for time the next couple weeks, so I was happy to get this in on a free weekend. Still, I'll definitely be around, and try to post other stuff like the adventure when I can.

I did have a question though, for a solo, one-off little follow up to this for the Tavern section; what's the Arena's policy on replacing clothes? I had an idea of Kalka having to deal with undersized replacements as she heads back out into town and wanted to know if it wasn't like, magically repairing all the contestants armor or something before I started writing.))

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Post by cerindclvr on Mon Nov 30, 2015 10:46 pm

((haha, it's kind of a case-for-case basis. Willing combatants and important people get the best treatment, usually. Kalka would get the bare minimum from what they have on hand so that she's not breaking any... decency laws. They would probably provide her some awkward garments -- either too little, like a single large bit of sack cloth, or some stuff that's too small, like you said. Of course magical or important signature items are usually repaired, if broken.

I too am glad we got this in. It's been loads of fun. I hope we get to keep some of this momentum in the weeks ahead, you know, enough to keep us active until the new year ^_^ ))
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