Squeaks vs. Collith 2
#96 of Tik Tik and the Tournament of Pleasure
The match between Squeaks and Collith reaches its conclusion in the Tournament of Pleasure
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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Squeaks lays back against the spider's web. The mousey magician has been waiting for her sexfight opponent, Collith the Spider, to take her
Squeaks squeaks as the spider thrusts into her with the horny thrusting of a young man with no discipline. The spider chitters and huffs as he gives the mouse what his former mistress would hardly allow him to have.
Squeaks wraps her legs around him, urging him in deeper, her panting breaths becoming higher and higher with each thrust. Her tail joins in, stroking along the back of his leg and then up along his thigh, giving his butt a little smack.
"Aa... m... Miss Squeaks..." Collith says, his palps clicking together. "Y... you're so... so great! So warm!"
Squeaks places her hands upon his cheeks, fluttering her eyes. "I'm glad... ah... you like... mmm... what I ... oooh, can do!"
His many eyes are filled with the sight of a cute pink mouse staring up at him through her own fluttering lashes. Still, there is a moment where something clicks in his mind--something that, if he had noticed earlier, would have saved him from his fate. "Wait... you're supposed to be bou-"
A magical force shoves him off of her. Squeaks stands up, looking down at the spider despite being such a shortie herself. She giggles as she sees him struggling underneath her bonds. "Don't try to move too much. I don't want you to pull something. Instead, let's give something else a nice big stretch."
She climbs down, straddling his body. She wraps her pink paws around his shaft, giving it a nice little stroking as she coos down at him. As she works on his dick, the thing swells. It grows larger and larger, with no sign of it ending. This finally ends when the cock is now nearly half the size of Squeaks herself.
Collith whimpers at the sheer size of his tumescence but gasps when Squeaks takes the engorged thing into her mouth. It puffs out her cheeks as she takes the cock in. She lets out lengthy and lewd groans as she slathers up the base of that cock with her tongue and swirls her muscle all around the thing, leaving the top quarter of his mast covered in her saliva.
The mouse pushes herself up, pressing her sex against the head and biting her lip as she lowers herself down upon him. It should be impossible with her small body to fill that enormous thing, but her body wraps around that cock like a sleeve. Squeaks rolls her eyes back and lets out her bright and happy squeaks as the spider's cock distorts her into a cartoonishly out-of-shape covering.
He can't hold himself back much longer, and Collith cries out in a whimpering moan, shooting his hot cum deep into Squeak's pussy.
The mouse sits on him for a bit, leaning down, rubbing her hands over his chest, smiling, and lifting herself up. Cum drips down from her snatch as she lifts herself up, and she leans forward, pressing a kiss upon his mouth bits. "Mmm... you were such a good spider boy, Collith. Thanks for the ride!"
"The winner," shouts Hanioc from the commentator's booth, "Is Squeaks!"
Squeaks snaps her fingers, her clothes returning to her. "See, it wasn't that difficult, was it? Boy, it sure is fun to be back here in a time I never experienced."
Collith skitters himself away into the shadows of the Tower of Darkness. Tik Tik hops from the announcer's station and rushes up to Squeaks. "Squeaks know lots about future, yes?"
"Well, I know a bit about my past, sure! What can I help you with?" The mouse asks this, adjusting her clothing just so.
"Well," the kobold says, "Tik Tik was wondering if Squeaks ever hear of someone name Elicia. Elf lady. Look pretty, but mean."
"Elicia...?" Squeaks asks, narrowing her eyes. "Why are you asking about her?"
"She's other herald in Tournament. She send meanies against people, and she make Tik Tik's friends fight. But Tik Tik not know why and how stop her, or if I should."
Squeaks folds her arms over her chest and closes her eyes, nodding. "Hm, I see... Well, I have heard of her. In my present, she is the leader of the elven nation, and she has been since... a few years in your future, perhaps. All I really know about them, though, is that they got really freaky after her rise to power. That allows me to try some interesting new experiments. But, what she would want with you, I don't know."
"She said she want revenge," Tik Tik responds. "Is... is Tik Tik okay in your time?"
A shadow crosses over the two girls, and above them is the multifaceted form of Hanioc. The Angel's many faces gaze down upon the smol girls, a stern expression upon each. "It is not good to find out about your future from an alternate future. There are far too many variables for a mortal mind to comprehend. You may be alive and well in her future, a poor destitute beggar, or dead. That doesn't matter. You are the you here and now, and the circumstances in her time are different than yours. Take solace in the endless possibilities and do not fret in what may be."
"Is that so?" Squeaks says, bouncing on her toes. "Well, Mister Angel, maybe you know just who wins the tournament, then?"
"Of course, I do. I know all possibilities, but there are so many that have not been written yet. We must observe and compete and find out the true ending."
"Sounds good to me," Squeaks says. "Well if this match is any indication, I'm sure we'll be in for some real treats coming up!"