The Tournament of Pleasure is coming soon. I have been charged by the angel Hanioc to find the competitors in whatever corner of the world that they hide. I will bring them to the field of their battle. Hanioc provided me with the tools of the divine, including a cylindrical device that fits neatly in my hands, made of polished white material, and etched with golden runes of the celestial tongue. This is the Stick of Champions, and I am Tik Tik, the bearer of the stick!
Hanioc told me that the name wasn’t “Stick,” But I said to him that the name he meant for it was unpronounceable. So, since I’m the Herald of the competition, I get to name its divine instruments in an understandable language.
To find the champions, I just hold the stick aloft and call out to the forces of the divine to point me towards the next challenger. The magic then transports me in a flash of brilliant light and a chorus of chants, bringing me near to where I must go.
Imagine my surprise on my first trip when I materialized right in the middle of a pile of gold!
I clawed my way out, popping my head out with a gasp of freedom, only to find my head peeking out from between the legs of my very own Queen!
“Tik Tik!?” The Queen shouted, scrambling away from me. Her gold slid down off of its mound. She lost her grip, falling herself, catching my face between her legs before the two of us tumbled into an undignified pile on the floor. We ended up with Tikana pinning me down with my mouth full of her royal sex.
In front of us, a group of dwarves watched with shocked silence and flustered muttering. Among them was a younger dwarven fellow. He broke the silence quicker than the others and approached the two of us, extending his large and calloused hand. “Tik Tik, it is an honor to meet you. I am Trosh, and I-”
Tikana clamped her thighs around my face and snapped at the dwarf. “Oh no, you’re not getting a moment with her until she tells me just what she thinks she’s doing, undignifying me like this! Tik Tik, I am your queen, not some court jester! Explain yourself!”
I waved the Stick of Champions wildly, but Tikana’s scowl did not leave her. Trosh coughed into his hand and suggested: “Perhaps, she needs room to breathe, your majesty?”
Tikana snapped her gaze up at him with a fiery look. “Oh, and now you think you can order me around? Oh, no. I’m in charge, and no one is going to-”
I tapped the Stick of champions against my Queen’s thigh, and the magical light and heavenly chorus rang true, sending us somewhere far, far away.
“-Tell me what to…” My queen carried on her tirade against a dwarf who was no longer with us. Instead, Tikana and I sat upon a strange, cold stone. Surrounding us in all directions was a starry sky, much more expansive than anything I saw in my travels throughout the world. The horizon stretched even beyond and below us. It was as if we were on an island, and the stars were both in the sky and sea.
Tikana stood up, watching the sight, enraptured. I finally had a chance to breathe.
“Tik Tik,” Tikana’s voice came in a soft and wavering way. “Where… where are we…?”
I stood up, licking my maw and tapping the Stick of Champions into one palm. “I’ve never been somewhere like this before. Maybe, we are on a different plane?”
“It’s beautiful beyond any glittering gold,” my Queen said, placing a hand upon her chest. She took a moment to drink in the twinkling lights before she snapped back to her mood. “But why am I here?”
I kowtowed to my Queen and quickly related to her the purpose of my transportation. “You have been chosen, oh Queen, to partake in a challenge by the gods.”
“The gods?” She asked, then placed her hands on her hips, looking up towards the stars all around her. “Ah, so they recognize my greatness, do they? Excellent! What manner of challenge shall I participate in to show them my worth?”
The Stick of Champions glowed a bright blue light, and I held it aloft. With a gasp, I cried out. “Watch out!”
Tikana spread her wings and lifted up into the air, just as a ball of fire burst right where she was standing. When the flames died out, there stood another one of the champions of my vision, a shining construct with hair of fire and a slanted grin filled with entirely white teeth. She rose slowly from her kneeling position and then ran one of her large, metallic hands over the wisps of burning locks. “Well, well, well, it’s about time you two showed up,” the construct said. “Which one of you is my first opponent for this sex-fight thing?”
“S… sex fight!?” Tikana gasped, looking to me and then looking toward the new challenger. “How am I supposed to have sex with a creature like this? Tik Tik, what degenerate nonsense have you roped me into?”
I waved the Stick of Champions in response, and a magical circle fractaled out before me, making a vast arena of glyphs and runes capable of holding up the three of us. While still holding the Stick aloft, I proclaimed. “This Fuck Fight! Fight using skills, Fuck until other submits. Many will watch and decide the winner! Fighting this round, Tikana-Queen of Kobolds, and Mayve-Space Hero!”
“I’m still out of the loop here,” Tikana said, looking up at the taller construct. “What exactly are we fighting for?”
“Whatever’s on the line for you, shorty!” Mayve said. “For me, it’s just for fun. What about you?”
“You have a strange definition of ‘fun,’” Tikana said, rolling back her shoulders. “How many are watching this right now…?” she asked me.
“Ooh, so many. More than even in Anteronia!” I chirped.
“So, then, perhaps this shall be a real test of the breeding of the Dragon’s Heir. Perhaps, now, I can prove my power to the outsiders who would question my skill.”
“That’s the spirit, little dudette!” Mayve said, standing one leg in front of the other, lacing her fingers together, and lifting them up over her head in a mock stretch. “Let’s get this fight started!”
H: This is Hanioc, divine messenger, and presenter of the Tournament of Pleasure, coming from the deep reaches of space.
T: And Tik Tik is here as well, telling fun times of fuck fight!
H: This is much more important than a simple “Fuck Fight,” Tik Tik. The Tournament of Pleasure will determine the future of mortal kind. The winner will dictate the will of the gods and-
T: Fight about to start~! Let’s talk fighters!
H: If you must interrupt me for this, then so be it. The first combatant is the Space Hero Mayve. She has saved the universe on multiple occasions from extradimensional threats that no mortal could defeat.
T: Can the gods do it?
H: Well, that is not for them to interfere with.
T: But they can defeat these threats, right?
H: Well, I suppose so, but I’ve never witnessed it myself.
T: Well, she fight Tikana. Tikana my queen. Strongest of kobolds and sexy indeed! Tik Tik had to listen to her, give her sexy times when she asked. Very persuasive.
H: Well, Mayve doesn’t have to listen to anyone and even balks at authority. To her, fighting evil is a pastime. When you’re in space, time can go quite slowly when there’s nothing to do. Can Tikana wrap the robot around her finger, or will Mayve’s advanced technology be the better of the kobold?
T: Tikana not just kobold. Tikana is dragon! Go, Go, Queen Tikana!”
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Tikana watches the construct taking things lightly, despite the grand stage they stood upon among the stars. “So, if this isn’t of any import to you, then you wouldn’t mind if I just have my way with you and let this?”
Mayve strokes her chin, her full, toothy grin unchanging. “No way, little dudette. I want to make it to the top, which means today, I’m gonna have to top! You, that is.”
“How can you win a sex competition?” Tikana says, holding her hands out, shaking her head. She huffs out with her superior smugness. “You have no sex of your own. You are a machine, a simple contraption created by someone’s hand, not an organic being with the need to breed.”
“Hey, I can have fun, runt. Just because I wasn’t built to pump out babies, doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy myself. Afraid you’re only good at passing your genes?”
Tikana rolls her eyes and beckons the robot closer. “Please, let’s end this. Come here and try to please me.”
“Whoa now, little dudette, let’s at least get with the foreplay first. Let’s see this dragon’s strength people have been saying you have.”
Tikana grumbles at that, but she spreads her wings, using the magically generated air to propel herself forward. Her draconic bloodline giving her much more strength than any kobold has a right to have. She launches ahead, her head bowed, spiked horns rushing right towards Mayve.
Mayve yelps with quick surprise before grabbing the kobold by the horns. The impact of the attack sends Mayve's metallic feet scraping against the enlightened ground. She grits her teeth, her thin, coiled arms shaking and squishing to absorb the shock. But she grips hard upon those heavy horns and spins around at the waist, her feet planted firm, while her whole upper body turned around.
The world becomes a blur of motion around the Kobold Queen. Mayve finally lets go of her, shouting, “So long, Queen Tikana!”
Tikana tumbles through the air in a spinning ball of confusion and with her stomach ready to evacuate. But before she even has a chance to throw up, Mayve has matched the speed of the little scaly projectile, hovering right above her. The robot wraps her arms around Tikana, getting her in a noodle-armed grip. “Would you like to go on a wild ride, your Majesty?”
Tikana still can’t see straight, but she responds by opening her mouth quite wide.
Mayve frowns. “Aw, come on, don’t you upchuck-”
But what Tikana expels is a burst of flame, hitting the flaming-headed robot right in the face with a blast of the hot stuff. Mayve lets go of the kobold, the two now falling down towards the ground. Mayve wipes the surprisingly tenacious flames from her face, while Tikana rights herself. She plants her feet right against Mayve’s chest, squeezing the amazingly soft lumps between her toes a moment before she uses those strong dragon legs to launch her down.
Mayve crashes straight into the enchanted ground, the sigils cracking around the point of impact. Tikana slowly descends right by the robot, who groans and attempts to push herself back up, only to have her face pressed down to the ground by the kobold’s foot. The flames on her head and face do not bother the queen at all. Tikana just sneers down at her opponent.
“Now, do you think I can fight?”
“You surprised me,” Mayve says. “But, I’m full of surprises too, your majesty.”
Tikana frowns, but then she feels it, the rough vibrations of the robot’s whole body, buzzing against the sole of her foot.
Tikana bursts out in a laugh, covering her mouth to hide her embarrassment. That’s when Mayve pushes herself up, knocking the queen down onto her back. The robot, on her knees, grabs hold of the Queen’s ankle, lifting it upwards. She chuckles as she holds up her hand, two fingers extended. “Now, then, let’s start round two, shall we?”
Tikana takes in a deep breath to try to get another flame attack going. Mayve quickly presses the buzzing fingers between the kobold’s slit.
Tikana’s pupils constrict with a sensation of stimulation that she has never experienced before. She throws her head back, letting out a loud and anguished cry of pleasure that dampens once it hits the cold void of space.
H: It seems the two underestimated each other. Rookie mistakes coming from both sides. It really could go either way, here, but I’m leaning towards Mayve.
T: Tikana tough! Tik Tik want my Queen win, but she never felt sex toy before! Tik Tik only just teach her ways of outside! She used to make people do what she want.
H: Mayve is used to fighting monsters and villains. She could use that to advantage, or she can continue to underestimate a more heroic figure and fall.
T: It anyone’s match, Hanioc!
H: Yes, but the gods know who shall be victorious. Let us listen to their voices and let them cast their votes on the outcome of this match!
The buzzing of Mayve’s fingers over Tikana’s slit makes the queen of the kobolds giddy with arousal. Her toes curl, and she experiences pleasures, the likes of which her servants have never been able to provide. The fingers burrow down inside of her, buzzing with a louder intensity that echoes through the cosmic space of their battlefield.
“No offense, queeny,” the robot says. “But you seem like you’re just letting me win. Guess I” ll have to find fulfillment in the next fights, huh?”
Tikana grits her teeth. She stretches her wings. She claws at the air.
“Damn shame,” Mayve continues. “They say you’re a real queen. Heir to a dragon and everything. I guess you can’t win everything, when everything’s just given to you, huh?”
Tikana opens her mouth, but all that comes out is a gasping cough. Fingers find their way right in that sweet spot, and she squirms around in an uncontrolled thrashing.
Off to the side, Tik Tik and Hanioc sit at a commentator’s table, watching the fight from a safety beyond the magical battle ring
“This really does seem like the end of Tikana’s run here,” Hanioc says, bowing its head.
Tik Tik slams the table. “No! Tikana is a strong queen. Tikana can take control. Tikana… Tikana can make Tik Tik do anything for her. That because Tikana is Tik Tik’s Nestmate. Tikana is Tik Tik’s old friend!”
The kobold’s words shift over to her natural draconic tongue and shouts from the box to the endangered queen. “You can’t just give up. You have to show everyone that the Dragon’s Heir is not run by a weakling. Show her the same commanding presence you showed me when I resisted you all that time ago. When you pushed me forward and made me who I am today!”
Tikana’s eyes open, breaths breaking through her mouth and nostrils. She looks over towards Tik Tik, their blue eyes locking together.
Her wings push up against the ground, and she thrusts her head forward. The crown of horns points right at her opponent, knocking right into Mayve’s glasses. With a crack, the robot stumbles back, pulling her glistening hand free to cover her face. “Aw, gross! You know how hard those are to replace?!”
Tikana tackles the robot, knocking Mayve back against the ground, straddling over her chest. “You think I care about such peasant concerns? You have humiliated me by thinking you can please a queen by simple tricks.” Tikana says, crossing her arms over her chest. “A queen is pleased by service. So, you have to serve me, so go ahead, use that tongue of yours for something better than prattling away at stupid nonsense!”
Mayve removes her hand from her face, revealing a black screen and blue lights that represent her eyes. She looks up to the queen a moment, and then, with a shrug, she grabs onto Tikana’s waist, pressing her mouth against the fold of the kobold’s slit.
A metallic muscle presses itself into Tikana, a saliva-like substance lubing up the tongue and lashing up into the half-dragon’s body.
Tikana reaches down and grabs at the back of the robot’s head, pushing her up against her body. The kobold’s toes curl, and she bites her lip, grinding up against the robot, and growling with a lilting tone all the while.
“What is she doing?” Hanioc says. “She just moved into the same kind of position. It doesn’t matter if Mayve uses her fingers or her tongue, she’s still pleasuring the kobold queen, and if Tikana reaches her climax, then-”
Tik Tik speaks up in Draconic. “If Tikana reaches climax now, it is on her own terms. She isn’t being humiliated anymore. She’s showing the entire cosmos that the Dragon’s Heir tribe is no longer afraid of sexuality. We will not let anyone take from us the dignity that is our open expression of our pleasure.”
“How very mature for kobolds, but she is not done yet. Look!”
Mayve’s hands move behind the kobold, squeezing her butt, spreading her cheeks. The buzzing fingers return, this time, running down along the kobold’s butt.
Tikana growls, snapping her hand back, grabbing the robot’s wrist. Mayve pulls back to fight the kobold, but Tikana squeezes, digging claws against the metal.
“W... What the…?” Mayve pants, juices dripping down her chin. “Where’d you get that strength, you… wait…”
Tikana’s eye gleams, but she wretches the arm down, pulling the robot to a sitting position. “I am a queen, and you will do as I say!” the kobold snaps, shoving the fingers down between her legs. Now that they sit up, Tikana looks the robot in the eyes. The kobold rides her with no shame, letting out higher and higher cries until suddenly, she throws her head back, letting out a loud climax.
There’s silence for a moment, but then Mayve pulls her fingers free, finding the glistening sex dripping between her fingers. She shakes her head and says. “Man, Queenie, I don’t think I get this sex fight stuff…
Hanioc stands up, spreading out its wings. “The gods have decided which of you have pleased them more in this match. The winner of this first fight of the Tournament of Pleasure is Tikana. She has taken a desperate situation and turned it to her favor. Though that, she proved her royal bearing can be preserved, even when she is shown off for the whole cosmos to see.”
Tikana stands up, hands on her hips. She smirks and tilts her head back, but her moment is ruined when Tik Tik tackles her, snuggling against the Queen. “Great job! great job!” Tik Tik chirps.
“Tik Tik… I…” she pauses, but snorts and wraps her arms around Tik Tik. “Thanks for being there for me,” she says, stroking the kobold by the chin, and then, placing a kiss upon her old friend, advisor, and nestmate.