Milah vs Winnow 2
#90 of Tik Tik and the Tournament of Pleasure
Milah faces against the breeding beast created by Kazue Yukimora, aka Winnow. Can a paladin defeat a creature created from her own DNA and built specifically to breed her?
Milah and art by shusuke the fox
The Adventures of Tik Tik is a fantasy erotica series about the travels of a kobold wizard named Tik Tik. She seeks out new friends to meet and learn both the secrets of magic and the fun of various ways of having sex.
The Tournament of Pleasure is a story arc in my ongoing The Adventures of Tik Tik series. In this fantasy erotica story line, the gods have decided to test mortals in their skills at sexual powers after Tik Tik opened up the secrets of eroarcana (sexual magic) to the world. Champions from throughout the world and beyond are selected to go head-to-head against each other in a martial and sexual fight, facing each other in public displays of skills until their opponents give up or are unable to continue the contest. Rules are lax and personal glory is on the line. However, it seems there might be more going on behind-the-scenes
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Milah, the paladin, is not a paladin of love. She wasn't taught in the temple of the order. . Her order has no sensual healing or divine smiting through carnal delights.
No, Milah just likes to fuck.
The breeder creature, made up from analyzing her DNA, stands frozen as its length is stroked by the feline's flexible fingers. She alternates between hands, her eyes narrowed, purring as she watches the creature. "Ah, there you go. Enjoying that, aren't you? I thought you would... you're made to be the best partner to me as you can be, aren't you?"
The creature's creator, Winnow, crosses their arms over their chest, grumbling. "How ridiculous," they say. "That you would waste its time like this."
"A waste of time?" She asks, moving to a one-handed stroke, leaning over the side of the creature.
It does nothing but huff and pant and growl in response to her touch.
"This is the Tournament of Pleasure. People are supposed to be having fun here. And you have to make this about business and breeding."
"Breeding is fun. To see the new life growing in another creature... to know the roll-of-the-dice that genetics has as a new being comes into this world, superior to the two that had made it--tthe sheer excitement of such a thing is unlike anything else in this or any other world!"
"Mmm, but there's more to it than just making the kids, and I don't exactly have experience with the rest of the process. A new life needs a proper raising to be the best it can be... but enough about that." She lets go of the breeder and rushes past it.
The monster groans and spins around, tendrils shooting forward from its form towards her. However, the feline hops out of the way, heading straight towards the scientist.
"W... what are you doing!?' Winnow gasps, feeling paws upon their shoulders.
"You're my opponent, according to the signs. If I'm going to do something pleasurable, it should be with the one who signed up for it!"
The breeder wraps its tentacles around Milah, and by extension, around Winnow as well. The two fly back, colliding right into the tentacled embrace of the feline thing.
"You-you slattern. Release me at once!"
"What's the matter, doc? Can't handle getting into the heart of things yourself?" Milah says this, squeezing the scientist and then pressing her mouth against Kazue's. Simultaneously, the breeder beast thrusts forward, letting its cock run up against the wettened slit of the pussy's pussy.
Winnow pulls their mouth away from hers, shaking their head and growling. "You think.... You think I don't want to!? You think I don't want to surpass humanity and become something greater than this broken from I have? I... I..."
The thrusting of the creature in between both of them makes the scientist blush and bite their lip.
"Oh? Seems someone likes what they're feeling. Let me guess, when it comes to the breeding aspect, you've got more in common with me than you do with this gentleman here...?"
She reaches back, tapping it behind the ears. "Come on, let's see."
"S... see!? I- eep!?"
Milah's hand darts down between the two of them, grabbing Winnow's pants and tugging them down.
Now, the cock slides up between the two of them, and Milah rides the sides of it, fluttering her eyes and watching the scientist. "Come on... there's nothing to be ashamed of. If you want some of my DNA in you, I'm sure the beast will be happy to oblige."
"I... I..." nnngnh..." Winnow squirms, rocking hips against the cock, the two of them kissing up against the length between their legs. "I... I can't I... I won't be... be able to..."
"I see..." Milah says, leaning in and whispering into Winnow's ear. "Perhaps, then, you'll just enjoy the fun for fun's sake." She takes her tail, wrapping it around the base of the breeder's cock, and she tugs at it, adjusting it to hit Winnow.
Winnow coughs and grabs onto Milah's shoulders, shuddering, grasping, clawing. "Y... you can't... I... I didn't account... f... for this!"
"Maybe this is why you're in the tournament then, love," Milah whispers, kissing the scientist on the cheek. "Maybe you needed someone to help you see things you'd be interested in, hm...?"
"N... No...?" Winnow says, eye fluttering.
The feline's hand moves up under Winnow's body, stroking over their side and up to their chest. "Someone to help you enjoy your body...?"
The breeder thrusts into the scientist, spreading them out, filling them up. Winnow throws their head back, and Milah follows up by placing kisses at their neck.
"M... my body...?" Winnow gasps. "It's weak... it's... it's... nnngh... it's too much!"
Milah grabs the cock tighter, and the breeder slows down, going in for slower, gentler pushes into its creator with the aid of the paladin.
The three of them breathe in hushed, huffing breaths. Winnow holds onto the feline, gripping at Milah's furred shoulders. The breeder slides into its creator, guided by the template that had given it its form, and Milah leads both along, letting them all have some fun. At the same time, she attends to the hidden places of Winnow's body.
"Uuh... ahh...." Winnow shudders, only to shake and cry out with exclamations of arousal. The beast roars, quivers, and collapses, dissipating into a puddle of goop. It splashes Milah's back, and the feline falls, holding onto Winnow as she lands on her feet.
"W... well," the paladin says, lowering the scientist to the ground, pulling their pants back up. "What happened there?"
"It... it deposited its seed..." Winnow says, buttoning up their pants, looking away, their legs trembling. "It lived through its usefulness, and it'll await the next data that will give it form."
"Hm... so it exists just to fuck?" the feline says, rubbing the sloppy slime off of her back. "Can't say the delivery is not without a waste, huh...? For it and for us. But, how do you feel, dear?"
"Defeated, humiliated," the scientist says, falling to their knees, stroking their stomach. "But... it was... it was fun."
"I'm glad to hear that," Milah says. Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to go find someone more confident in themselves to help me reach completion." She takes a turn around, only to stop when she feels a hand grasp her tail.
"Maybe... I could do a bit more research with you," Winnow says.
"Oh, no research. If we're meeting after the fight, we're going to fuck." With that, Milah winks and pulls her tail away, sauntering off in victory!