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Lionna flexes and poses for the audience, many of which are cheering for her. "I'm not going to let something like losing to a mouse get me down!" the lioness boasts. "I'm ready to face the strongest and sexiest opponent you've got. So, where's this Basma at?"

"Oh, I've been here the whole time," comes a voice brushing up against the lioness's ear. Hands grope directly at Lionna's breasts and fondle between her legs, ignoring the wrestler's gear entirely.

"W... what the...?" Lionna growls, grabbing the air where the invisible wrist is, making contact with something warm and soft, but definitely an arm. She rolls, crashing onto the mat. As she does, she feels something pass through her. Fuzzy fur tickles at her inside and out as a stripped feline steps away from her Basma flashes her Cheshire grin, swishing her tail back and forth, naked as the day she was born. "Oooh, you almost got me there, but I'm slippery when invisible You can't catch me!"

Lionna hops back up to her feet, rubbing her throat. She coughs into her palm, and when she inspects it, she finds purple striped fur.

"I'm only as intangible as I want. Lucky for you, I only use my powers for fun!"

"Well, puss, puss, why don't you come over here, and the two of us can really have some fun?"

Basma frowns and tilts her head. "Aw, but I'm so far under your weight class, you'll squish me!"

Lionna pounces. Basma falls to the mat with her. "Not so tough now that you're visible, huh?" the lion says with a chuckle.

The feline smirks, disappearing. Lionna plops onto the mat, meaning that her opponent has vanished through the floor! Lionna scrambles to get up from her position, but she doesn't see the smiling face emerging from behind her. She does, however, feel the tongue that presses up between her folds. Lionna thrusts back, sitting down on the mat on her knees, but no amount of her body is hidden from Basma, as the feline phases through her legs to get to the prize within.

Lionna is so exposed. The lioness never imagined that she'd be fighting a battle to even touch a girl. She pulls herself away, but her tail yanks back, sending her falling to her knees.

Glancing over her shoulder, she stares in shock as she finds her tail phased halfway through the ground. She grabs at the appendage, and she gives it a tug, but it won't get out. She's really, really stuck!"

"Aw... what's the matter, lion?" the pouty voice of Basma rests by Lionna's ear. "Didn't think someone could outsmart you?"

Lionna snaps at her opponent, but Basma holds onto the lion's cheeks, pressing them together, facing her directly, eyes contacting eyes. She stuffs her mouth against the stronger woman.

She lets the kiss linger. She wants to give Lionna time to calm down. "Don't you worry," she whispers after pulling her face away. "I'll get you out of this little trap once I've had my fun. Just be a good girl and cum in front of all of these people for me." She runs her hand down along Lionna's back, leaning in through the woman, disappearing to allow herself to phase through her body. Hands and face become visible, hovering over Lionna's rear as Basma grabs at the fabric covering her sex and tears it apart. "Here is your oh-so-strong wrestler, everyone!" the catgirl says, spreading Lionna's labia for everyone to see. "So very much aroused by the idea of being made helpless before me!"

"T... that's not true!" Lionna snaps. "Yo... You're just impressing me, is all. It's a good fight!"

"Let's see just how good," Basma purrs. She slides her fingers over Lionna's sex, gently stroking up and down, playing with her clit, and just humming and enjoying herself.

It's a long and slow process, but no matter how much Lionna tries to grab or move, she can't free herself, not without incurring some severe damage.

But she can take punishment, and she can take the humiliation, so she takes those fingers. For a lion so used to receiving and giving pleasure in such grand gestures, having slow and steady and teasing slides down over her body is an entirely new experience for her.

The longer the teasing touches last, the longer the lioness finds herself shaking from exhaustion and need. Lionna tries to fight it. She tries to hold on, but she cannot help herself but to call out and shout, "I yield!"

Basma immediately lets go and hops up beside Lionna, becoming fully visible. Lionna collapses, panting, trying to compose herself. "F... fucu... k..." the wrestler gasps.

Basma reaches into the mat and pulls the lion's tail free, giving her a playful little tickle at her sex. "Oh, there we go, the mighty fighter falls for the clever kitty--what a way to leave this competition."

"It was... fun while... it lasted," Lionna muses.

The voice of the angelic host Hanioc fills the stadium, declaring "The winner is Basma!" to the adoring crowds, cheering her name.

Basma waves to everyone but disappears, leaving behind only her smile. After that, she leaves absolutely nothing but the exhausted Lionna and her surprised--yet not disappointed--fans.

Lionna chuckles, pulling herself up to her feet. There's a cheer from the crowd at her. She waves to them, all still adoring her and her endurance for lasting as long as she had.

"Well... I guess there's that, at least," Lionna muses, shaking her head and stumbling out of the arena.