Thursday, December 3, 2015

Hottub Battle Royale

another bulk fight from a customer. a whole heap of anime girls in one big oil wrestling match that goes even crazier. nice to fuck around with the environment in this one!

Some of the toughest teenagers in anime had gathered in the arena that day. The pit in the middle of the area was a steep indentation in the ground, enough that one could normally climb out, but only with particular time and effort put into it. What made this particularly difficult was not just that there was seven women in this pit at once, eager for an opening from any of their opponents. It was also filled with olive oil, making every bit of the slick surface dangerous to any girl on their feet.

The girls were up to their shins in the oil, not greased up for the fight since it would become an inevitability before long. They were all clad in matching bikinis, pure white and snug on their respective bodies. Their breasts felt ready to slip out at a moment's notice, and their asses and groins barely any better off in their thongs. The girls were all positioned around the pit randomly in a crude circle, a few paces out of striking distance from their neighbors.

Lucy from Fairy Tale was on one side, the skinny but chesty blond stretching and shifting her weight, testing the effects of the oil around her feet. Mikasa from Attack on Titan was a bit further down the way, the fit girl's hardened body on clear display. The German redhead Asuka from Evangelion was further still, stretching her arms back and forth to ready herself for the battle.

Orihime from Bleach was next, tugging at her top and muttering about how she'd have looked better in something red. Ryuko from Kill La Kill jogged lightly in place, fists clenched and ready for a fight. Usagi from Sailor Moon shifted her weight around, trying her best to minimize how much oil she got on herself, but knowing it was unavoidable after too long. Lastly, the busty Yoko from Gurren Lagann stood lax and ready, used to wearing something similar to her current outfit anyway. Coincidentally, behind her was the only point of interest in the pit (aside from the seven sexy young women, anyway). A large but simple pull chain was bolted into the ramp of the pit, a single ring at the end to grip and pull on for whatever mysterious purpose it served.

A buzzer sounded overhead, and the girls charged right in. Yoko and Asuka were the first out, and the first to charge right into eachother. The two redheads met at top speed, Asuka throwing a fist right into Yoko's bare belly. The ponytailed girl grunted and stopped a moment, but then finished her charge by clotheslining Asuka across the throat.

The German girl fell to her back with a big splash in the oil, quickly soaking her in it. Yoko leaned down to grab her by the bikini strap, hoisting her head back out from the oil and starting to punch away at Asuka's face.

Meanwhile, Lucy tackled into Mikasa's solid abs, taking them both down into the messy oil. Mikasa wrapped an arm around her head, twisting her body and wrestling Lucy down by banging her head into the ground behind them. Lucy grunted as Mikasa shifted to sit on Lucy's back, the stone-faced girl twisting her arm behind her back.
"I've slain titans. You think you're going to stop me?" she smirked down at her. Lucy winced from the pain in her arm, but shifted her grip with her free hand to dig her nails into Mikasa's pussy, getting a yelp as she released her and backed off holding her crotch. Lucy charged towards her again when Usagi suddenly rammed into Mikasa's side, taking the jaeger down to the oil and leaving Lucy unable to stop herself, skidding and spilling into the oil herself when she tried to turn too suddenly.

Ryuko met Orihime head on, bashing the busty girl with a few hard slaps and punches. Orihime stumbled back, rubbing her face but kicking deliberately at the oil around their feet. A splash went up and caught Ryuko in the eyes, making her stop to wipe it away before Orihime nailed her with an uppercut. The red and black-haired troublemaker flew off her feet and went down on her ass in front of the the pale, gothic girl. Orihime threw a kick into her crotch while she was down, but it landed with much less of an impact than she hoped with the oil weighing down her swing. Ryuko winced at the hit, but grabbed her by the ankle and twisted it painfully. Orihime gave a shriek just before she was spun over, landing flat on her face before Ryuko jumped onto her back, grabbing two big handfuls of hair and pulling back on them like long red reins.

Lucy splashed down beside them in a heap, Ryuko shoving Orihime's head under the warm oil and holding her there as she emitted some thick bubbles. The red-streaked Ryuko got up as Orihime writhed and choked on the accidentally swallowed oil, grabbing Lucy around her legs while she was trying to get back up. Ryuko flipped her onto her belly, pulling up on her legs until she sat on Lucy's lower back. The simple boston crab had Lucy screaming out as her face and tits were pushed into the slick mess, and letting Ryuko still keep an eye on the struggling Orihime.

Usagi and Mikasa thrashed against eachother, swinging and shoving wildly in their chaotic splashdown in the olive oil. Usagi managed to stay on top of her and pin Mikasa's arms down under the oil. Gravity and the thick liquid limited Mikasa's leverage, but she arched her back sharply and mounted her legs on the pavement. It launched a wailing Usagi off of her, stopping her tumbling path by grabbing onto the edge of the pool. Mikasa came up behind her, shaking the slick oil from her hair like a dog before she yanked back on Usagi's twintails.


The bubbly blonde shrieked in surprise, just before Mikasa shoved her head forward again to slam her face viciously into the pool's edge. Usagi's thick head bounced off of it and fell dizzily back into Mikasa's arms. She readied some more punishment, but Yoko charged in behind her and kneed her in the back. Mikasa gave a quick grunt in pain, stumbling and releasing Usagi to fall to her knees. Asuka was in a similarly vulnerable state after Yoko's pummeling leaving her flat on her back, sluggishly crawling back up.

Yoko grabbed Mikasa in a quick chokehold, pulling her back against her to hold her still. This also mashed the back of Mikasa's head in between her enormous, slippery breasts, letting them jiggle wildly around the choking and struggling dark-haired fighter's face.

Ryuko finally released Lucy from her leg-bending hold, letting her feet fall limply into the oil. "That should keep you down a while," she smirked down at her, going towards Orihime as she started to get her breath back. Ryuko only got a step or two before Lucy swept with her feet, one sore leg tangling with Ryuko's and tripping her over between her opponents. Orihime shared a quick glance with Lucy, both girls crawling over to Ryuko's downed body and sitting on one of her arms, pinning them down as she thrashed in the oil. "Aghh! Get off me!" she growled, but the girls held their positions and grabbed her a leg each, lifting them high up. "Wa-wait a minute! Hold on!" she blurted, waving her hands for mercy.

Orihime and Lucy were too eager for payback, and pulled her legs apart sharply. Ryuko gave a shrill scream as her thighs and pussy were pulled and held apart, throwing her head side to side in the pain to her most tender regions.

"Like you haven't spread that far before, slut!" Lucy snapped at her bitterly. The two busty girls jiggled as they pulled apart on her legs, the swimsuit tiny enough that Ryoku's pussy poked around the fabric. Orihime in particular had her bosom bouncing enough that it threatened to jiggle right out of her top.

With Mikasa caught in the choke, Usagi stumbled back to her feet and scowled at her trapped target. Yoko gave an inviting shake of Mikasa's body, letting Usagi rip off the jaeger's top and start to throw jabs into her firmly bouncing bosoms. Mikasa grunted and tried to recoil, only for Yoko to reach around and pull her hands back down. Usagi worked over her tits until Mikasa was biting her lip to resist the pain.

Asuka crawled up behind Yoko and slammed a forearm up between her legs, getting a howl of pain out of the big redhead as she cupped her groin. This let Mikasa slip free easily enough, turning and sending an elbow into Yoko's breast hard enough to send the top heavy sniper falling to one side. Asuka charged quickly from below, darting past Mikasa and grabbing Usagi by the hair. The bubbly blonde shrieked in pain.
"Why is it always the hair!?"

She still grabbed back at Asuka's long red hair, the girls entering a vicious tug of war. It only escalated when Asuka lowered her hand to grab and squeeze Usagi's breast, with the pissed off magical girl returning the favor by clawing over Asuka's own tit. "Quit hitting what makes you jealous, cunt!" Asuka hissed back as their catfight escalated in their viciousness, aiming their attacks for their most tender curves and privates.

Mikasa glanced over at the girls double-teaming Ryuko, only for her eyes to flash back to Yoko. The busty babe was still rubbing her oil-soaked crotch, rolling slowly on her side. Mikasa grabbed her by one arm, dragging her up before whipping her by it towards the others. Yoko didn't have the wits or leverage to stop herself, crashing right into Orihime in a baffling tangle of limbs, hair and the biggest boobs in the arena.

Lucy jumped at the surprise, scooting back through the oil. Ryuko took a swing at her, barely missing but able to scramble back up to her feet, skin and swimsuit shining with the oil.

"You're gonna pay for that," Ryuko threatened, starting after the still sitting Lucy but stopping short just in time to avoid Mikasa's charging punch. Ryuko leaned back to avoid the swing, grabbing Mikasa by the best handles she could find; she pulled on her bikini top, letting the dark-haired girl splash topless into the oil. Ryuko was about to laugh at her miss when Mikasa swept her leg into her feet, tripping her down to her level and pouncing on top of her.

Yoko and Orihime had their brawl going in full swing, pulling at eachothers' hair and bikinis while their tits did the talking for themselves. They bucked and writhed to shove their breasts into their opponent's, slapping together like fleshy boxing gloves. Their tiny tops couldn't hold up against that kind of jiggling and squashing, easily brushed aside by their titfighting. Orihime got a solid grip on Yoko's slick bottoms and pulled hard, wedgying it up into her rounded ass. Yoko squeaked and froze up, allowing Orihime to get a wrap her fingers tighter around her waistband. She leaned back and pulled up on Yoko, suplexing her into the oil and right out of her bikini, splashing down hard behind her.

Orihime rolled back over, fuming a bit at the rough struggle but glad to finally have the upper hand. However, Lucy appeared behind her, wrapping her arms around her chest and grabbing both of her hefty boobs, pinching the nipples between her fingertips.

Orihime's surprised screams did nothing to distract Asuka and Usagi from tearing into eachother. The girls had torn eachothers' tops off, and their thongs were barely left on their hips. They had each dedicated a hand to reaching under their bottoms to scratch and pinch at the other's pussy. Usagi's free hand went about punching Asuka's breast and ribs while the German girl retaliated with hard slaps at the blonde's head and face.

Usagi suddenly switched tactics on her, shifting her grip to dig her nails painfully into Asuka's breast. The redhead yelped and was stunned long enough for Usagi to use her grips on her privates to lift her up and bodyslam her into a huge splash of oil. They crashed down next to Lucy and Orihime, the bustier orange-haired girl starting to squirm and squeal as her nips were tormented. She swung and slapped behind her, doing little but spanking her attacker's butt.

Yoko had slowly gotten to her hands and knees, ignoring her nudity for now and focusing on payback instead. She dove forward and tackled into both of the groping girls' legs, letting them spill onto eachother and their skimpy outfits quickly slipping off against eachother.

She'd hardly landed behind them when Usagi mistook her attack on the two as a lunge for her, spinning around and grabbing Yoko's ponytail, shoving her foot into her back and pulling on it like an unruly dog's leash.

She'd hardly landed behind them when Usagi mistook her attack on the two as a lunge for her, spinning around and grabbing Yoko's ponytail, shoving her foot into her back and pulling on it like an unruly dog's leash. Yoko screamed as her back and bust were pushed forward, and her hair was pulled out from her head.

Mikasa and Ryuko were still brawling nearby, two of the heaviest hitters of the pit shoving, clawing and punching at eachother the whole while. The slick oil kept them from getting a grip on eachother, but their nails still scratched their skin, and slaps and blows left young bruises on their pale skin. Mikasa managed to flip Ryuko over her head with her legs, rolling to lash her strong legs around Ryuko's midsection and squeeze tightly on her stomach.

"Ughh! Don't... think... I'm out yet... you creepy cunt," the schoolgirl growled angrily, reaching out for her as she flexed her stomach, trying to resist the crushing force a bit. Mikasa leaned back to keep her from pulling her hair, but didn't count on Ryuko grabbing her nipple before leaning back and twisting. Mikasa let out a high scream as her tit was stretched and spiraled out of its natural shape, losing her focus on her hold.

Ryuko rolled sharply to one side, throwing Mikasa off of her and crashing her like a humanoid weapon into Lucy and Orihime. The blond went crashing down in a clutter with the muscular jaeger, though Orihime fell forward and caught herself on the edge of the arena as she landed on her knees. She rubbed her tender chest and groped at the slippery edge to help herself up. "Woops!" she yelped, the coating of oil causing the already clumsy bimbo to stumble and catch the only thing she could from nearby: the length of chain, which by the sudden grinding noise, was also a massive pull-chain.

The bottom of their battlefield suddenly fell out from beneath the girls, dumping the oil into a great open space and them with it. They shrieked and shouted and cursed as they all fell head over heels in the barely lit pit, long enough for them to realize what was happening, at least to some extent. Asuka realized that the buzzer hadn't sounded at all, so she threw a sucker punch into Mikasa's ribs. Lucy caught wind of this and even as they fell, she grabbed and pulled at Usagi’s bottoms in an intrusive wedgie, with gravity helping yank them that much harder.

The skirmish was cut short as they hit the water waiting for them below. It was shocking from the impact alone, but the oily water was also at a high temperature, startling the sweaty girls further. It was still in low lighting, and it felt warm enough that it was practically boiling, like a hot tub. Unlike a hot tub, the water was deep enough that they submerged completely when they landed, as deep as a decent-sized swimming pool. The waters were enough that they could reach the bottom easily, but not while keeping their heads above water. Water jets pushed it around into a into a manageable froth, but it made staying still in any capacity a challenge.

The current also pulled them slowly but steadily towards one end of the tunnel, most of the girls picking up on this and treading water to keep their position as they figured out what was happening. As she was swimming up, Asuka planted her foot on Orihime's head and pushed up to break the surface, leaving the bustier girl tumbling down at the water's mercy.

The Bleach girl popped up and gasped for air, splashing idly in the water as she shouted back at her opponents. "Watch it! That was a dirty trick! I could have drowned, you know!? What if... eh?"

She had been caught up in her rant enough to not notice she'd nearly reached the end of the tunnel, and something felt like it crept along her leg. She looked down to see a long, bright green tentacle slink between her legs and wrap around one of them. She cautiously looked behind her, seeing a grate that filtered the water back out, but all around it was a wriggling mass of the identical tentacles, blindly groping and writhing to catch anything that came close enough. It may have been there to clear up any debris or trash that came down the tunnel, but the girls weren't especially concerned with its intended use. The fact was that the tendrils quickly surrounded and wrapped around Orihime, particularly her legs and arms, coiling around her breasts and sliding inside her pussy.

Orihime's confused and lusty screaming was enough for the rest of the girls to quickly paddle back under the light of the trapdoor, seeing it was still hanging open. What was more, there was a long rope hanging down above the water. The girls hopped up and grabbed for it, Yoko and Usagi managing to bounce off eachothers' chests in the process but none of them able to get the air enough to reach it. An ominous buzzer went off overhead, as the tentacles pulled Orihime's legs wide open so that the incoming current and the greedy grabbing chords could stuff themselves inside her. With them groping her breasts and stuffing her mouth, she couldn't last long as she came and fell limply into their grasp like a sexual scarecrow.

"Get out of my way," Lucy insisted, dunking Mikasa into the water by her shoulders. She stepped over and onto her, using the taller girl's shoulders as a stepping stone to grab the very tip of the rope, enough to hang on loosely, but she stayed on and laughed triumphantly.

"Ha! Later, losers!" she gloated, starting to pull herself up but not getting far. Her long legs hung down enough that Usagi could grab her by the ankle, holding her back from getting any higher. Lucy kicked frantically down at her, trying to shake her off, but Ryuko pumped her feet in the water enough to lean up and punch Lucy squarely in the pussy.

She let out a sharp gasp and fell back into the water, suddenly too weak to hold on. She squirmed enough to resist the flow, but she saw Mikasa swimming rapidly through the water, gunning towards her like a shark. Lucy screamed out a dulled, high-pitched noise as bubbles poured out of her mouth and Mikasa grabbed onto her hair, dragging her through the water by it as she barely broke the surface often enough to gasp desperately for air.

The other four still squabbled and grabbed for the rope, shoving and slapping at eachother. By now the pulling tide had yanked any remaining swimsuits off the girls, and their hands were too busy with adversaries and their one means of getting out to try to keep them on. The tentacles only had to writhe and wait, the girls eventually either going to knock the others into its reach or let them exhaust themselves. It was Usagi that eventually broke the scrambling stalemate, all the girls clearly getting exhausted and sweaty from all the shoving, wrestling and swimming.

Usagi backed up from the main scuffle, patting Asuka on the shoulder. The redhead looked back, ready for a cheap shot after her rough treatment of the other girl back on the surface but the blonde dipped herself lower in the water.

"Get on my shoulders," she urged. "Then help me back up after you. Then we'll settle this like real women, and not with these bitches and that... whatever waiting behind us."

Asuka weighed her options a moment, then nodded and started to climb up onto the magical girl's shoulders. Not to be outdone, she had hardly gained her balance on the blond's slick shoulders when Yoko and Ryuko rushed them. Asuka was holding onto Usagi's legs for balance, unable to protect herself from a few punches in the belly from Ryoko.  Yoko grabbed her by one of her long pigtails for leverage to reach up and try to pull down Asuka. Usagi had to let go as she threw an elbow into Ryoko's face, smacking her in the nose and forcing her back. Asuka kicked her in the chest for good measure, knocking her back into the hot, oily water. She pushed a hand into Yoko's face, scratching at her cheeks and eyes. The chesty and jiggly redhead gave a shriek of pain, dropping back into the water.

With them fended off, Usagi leaned into the rope, but kept her attention on Yoko. She slapped her across the tits, keeping the sniper busy between her swimming and keeping her balance with her enormous breasts bouncing around. She was kept busy while Ryuko burst back up to the surface, letting Asuka managed to grab the rope and take some weight off of her shoulders. The German started to climb up, Usagi staying between Yoko until Asuka was high enough to get out of their reach. Ryuko tried to tackle her, but Usagi ducked into the water and slid under her grasp.

The magical girl came back up behind her, hopping and throwing her hand up towards Asuka. The EVA pilot considered ditching the blonde, but she didn't think she could make it all the way up without somebody watching her back. She held on tight with one hand and leaned back. She managed to stretch her fingers out enough for Usagi to catch them and together they pulled themselves up onto the rope.

"Too easy," Asuka huffed, but then she caught sight of the others. Mikasa had lifted Lucy up and bent her over her shoulders, the water helping with the smaller girl's weight, and was working a backbreaker that had the cute mage wailing in pain. Ryuko and Yoko, though had started to mimic their latest strategy. Ryuko cupped her hands together and Asuka's eyes went wide as Yoko stepped on top of them. Ryuko shoved up, catapulting her in a flashy backflip, flying right towards them.

"You don't run away from a fight, ladies!" Yoko shouted at them. Asuka realized just how vulnerable she was to the attack, unable to do much but swing a few meager inches to either side. Yoko crashed right into her, boobs tackling into her as the redhead-on-redhead feud continued at high velocity. Yoko's boobs mashed into Asuka's face, and she couldn't keep her grip as she suddenly fell back into the water, crashing into Usagi in the process. All three came tumbling down with a splash that sent a small wave through the flowing waters.

Asuka came floating down the steaming river, groaning and stunned from the hard fall. Ryuko gave her a "helpful" shove along, letting her join Orihime in the relentlessly invasive grasp of the tentacles. She seemed to wake up after she realized where she was, unfortunately leaving her to try to scream, only for the tentacle to ram into her mouth and secure her in place by two more of the slippery things sliding right up her ass and pussy.

The girls didn't bother to listen for the buzzer to knock Asuka out. Usagi was splashing around to try and stay steady in the current. Mikasa finally threw Lucy off of her shoulders, letting her smack into one of the sides of the tunnel. Her breasts bounced right off of the wall and she landed in a stunned heap, drifting towards the rope before Ryuko and Usagi caught her coming by both legs, spreading her into a floating wishbone. Lucy shuddered from the flushing of the oily waters inside her, splashing desperately to get away but the girls stretching out her thighs and pussy were too much for her, and they flung her downstream into the tentacles. Her being spread eagle let them slip three inside her pussy alone, overstuffing and squirming inside her as she let out a shrill and violated scream.

The move didn't seem to mean a truce by any means, as Yoko jumped into Mikasa's back, throwing an arm around her neck for a chokehold with her hefty breasts on either side of her head. Mikasa grabbed her arm before she could lock it on, flipping her over her shoulders to splash down.

Usagi quickly turned and reached into the water, digging her nails into Ryuko's pussy. She screamed in pain and alarm, but with Usagi holding onto her groin she was an easy target, letting the red-streaked girl throw alternating punches between Usagi's breasts and face. Usagi leaned in to bite into one of Ryuko's buoyant breast, pulling at her most tender regions. Ryuko let out a quick hiss of pain, but knocked her hand aside and wrapped her into a bearhug. Usagi wriggled and cried out as she was crushed in the hug, kicking her feet wildly.

Usagi managed to get a hand free and shove it into Ryuko's face, but she still held on, squeezing the air out of the blonde and crushing her ribs. They were caught in their vicious stalemate a few seconds, fighting eachother and the current, before Mikasa charged in behind them and kicked Ryuko in the back. "Ugh!" she still held on, but tumbled towards the end of the stream still holding Usagi. The sailor scout tried to force her way free all the more, but Ryuko seemed set on not letting her escape. They both landed with a dull thud against the grate, Ryuko catching her hands against the bars for balance but Usagi quick to slap her across the face.

"You dumbass!" she snapped before trying to swim back upstream as quick as she could. Ryuko grabbed her by the leg, holding her back and thrusting her heel up into her pussy with her back braced against the grate.

"Who's the dumbass showing her weak spots to me?!" Ryuko snapped back, just before one of the tentacles grabbed her by the wrist. She pulled back, managing to slip through its oily grip for a moment before another caught her around her belly. Usagi was reel back in by another around her neck while she was cupping her pussy, but still threw a kick at Ryuko's chest. It flattened one of her breasts to her chest before jiggling back into place, just for another tentacle to to wrap around her breast, slapping its tip against her nipple.

Ryuko shuddered, but still yanked another of Usagi's vulnerable pigtails into the path of another tentacle. It wrapped around and pulled her hair in her place, getting a shriek from the blond before the neck-binding tentacle thrust into her mouth. "Finally something to shut that big mouth," Ryuko sneered, just before a tentacle shoved unceremoniously into her pussy.

Both girls gasped as they were wrapped up in the tentacles, pulled into eachother and squashing their breasts and pussies together as the tentacles probed over them and poked up between their bodies to writhe over both of their breasts at once. The recently hateful and malicious girls were now moaning in unwilling ecstasy, pumped full of slimy tentacles from all directions as they were mashed together. Ryuko bit her lip, and Usagi looked away, but they were soon both forced to orgasm face to face, the tendrils squeezing them tight enough to shove their faces into a lusty, drooling kiss.

Usagi managed to get a hand free and shove it into Ryuko's face, but she still held on, squeezing the air out of the blonde and crushing her ribs. They were caught in their vicious stalemate a few seconds, fighting eachother and the current, before Mikasa charged in behind them and kicked Ryuko in the back. "Ugh!" she still held on, but tumbled towards the end of the stream still holding Usagi. The sailor scout tried to force her way free all the more, but Ryuko seemed set on not letting her escape. They both landed with a dull thud against the grate, Ryuko catching her hands against the bars for balance but Usagi quick to slap her across the face.

"You dumbass!" she snapped before trying to swim back upstream as quick as she could. Ryuko grabbed her by the leg, holding her back and thrusting her heel up into her pussy with her back braced against the grate.

"Who's the dumbass showing her weak spots to me?!" Ryuko snapped back, just before one of the tentacles grabbed her by the wrist. She pulled back, managing to slip through its oily grip for a moment before another caught her around her belly. Usagi was reel back in by another around her neck while she was cupping her pussy, but still threw a kick at Ryuko's chest. It flattened one of her breasts to her chest before jiggling back into place, just for another tentacle to to wrap around her breast, slapping its tip against her nipple.

Ryuko shuddered, but still yanked another of Usagi's vulnerable pigtails into the path of another tentacle. It wrapped around and pulled her hair in her place, getting a shriek from the blond before the neck-binding tentacle thrust into her mouth. "Finally something to shut that big mouth," Ryuko sneered, just before a tentacle shoved unceremoniously into her pussy.

Both girls gasped as they were wrapped up in the tentacles, pulled into eachother and squashing their breasts and pussies together as the tentacles probed over them and poked up between their bodies to writhe over both of their breasts at once. The recently hateful and malicious girls were now moaning in unwilling ecstasy, pumped full of slimy tentacles from all directions as they were mashed together. Ryuko bit her lip, and Usagi looked away, but they were soon both forced to orgasm face to face, the tendrils squeezing them tight enough to shove their faces into a lusty, drooling kiss.


Mikasa leapt up and landed a foot on Yoko's head, dunking her under as she used her as a stepping stone. She leapt again off of her, grabbing the rope, forcing her exhausted arms to wrap around it and start to climb. She got a short way up, but Yoko grabbed onto her ankle, trying to pull back. Mikasa winced as she sweat from the heat and the effort, but she continued to draw on her reserves and pull both her and Yoko up. Yoko was shocked for a moment, but then grabbed onto the rope herself, trying to pull on Mikasa's leg to throw her off and let herself escape.

"Let go, you dirty bimbo bitch," Mikasa huffed, starting to kick down at her. Her foot slammed into Yoko's lovely face, but she held on despite a small trickle of blood from her nose. She twisted her arm to wrap around Mikasa's lower leg, trapping it it against her body and jiggling breast. She used it to pull herself up higher, but Mikasa was making it impossible to proceed with her body in the way. Looking to distract her enough to fall off, Yoko buried her face into the jaeger's pussy and started sucking and licking greedily.

Mikasa gasped, fists clenching around the rope to try and stay steady, but she wasn't able to attack or keep going up. Yoko had her locked in place and at the mercy of her tongue, finding the girl already warm and wet from the water alone, let alone her excitement from the fight.

"No... stop..." Mikasa panted, shivering as Yoko refused to listen or part her lips from her pussy. She just spread Mikasa's leg further apart from her body, digging in deeper until her tongue was lapping at Mikasa's clit. The raven-haired fighter gasped and breathed heavy, and Yoko felt her grip slip a bit as she fell a bit lower. Yoko finally wrapped her lips delicately around Mikasa's clit, suckling on the tender bud until Mikasa scream and orgasmed.

Yoko had not expected such a passionate response. Mikasa squirted her cum into her face in another hot wet wave, which Yoko was having quite enough of today. It sprayed over Yoko's eyes and face, making her have to turn away sputtering and spitting out her cum. She couldn't get out of the way at her position on the rope, but the orgasm seemed to clear Mikasa's head. She opened her legs wider before clamping her muscular thighs around Yoko's neck. Yoko was already choking on the mouthful of Mikasa's juices, leaving some to run out of her mouth as she drooled and shuddered.

Yoko made some effort to slap and pull at her rival's thighs, but she seemed utterly stuck there in her own exhausted state. Her face turned a deep shade of red, leaving a few nasty scratches over Mikasa's thigh muscles but finally falling limp. Yoko was only unconscious, but clenched in Mikasa's thighs she looked like a sexualized hangman. Mikasa finally unfolded her legs to let the chesty sniper fall back into the waters, joining her enemies among the orgy of tentacles.

Mikasa started to climb up another foot, but had to stop and breathe heavily. The combined fighting and holding up both of their weight was exhausting, to say nothing of the orgasm still making her muscles twitch. She adjusted her grip, but the rope slid through her oily fingers, gasping as she suddenly plummeted after her foes. She heard their choir of cries and moans, pumped full of the bright green phalluses. Mikasa paddled against the steady flow, but it was unrelenting and she was just too tired to keep going. She lasted a few more seconds breast-stroking against the water before she too had to give a shocked, lusty shout as one of the slimey tools ran over her crotch like a much larger version of Yoko's tongue. Her pussy was still sensitive from the first orgasm, so her muscles instantly gave way at the teasing touch, forced to slide into the waiting and welcoming tentacles.

They bound her once strong limbs, spreading her out and lifting her over the earlier losers to give her easier access to their probing and pumping. Mikasa's weary moans were quickly smothered out by the tendrils, burying into every curve and hole she had to offer. They spiraled inside her pussy and slid easily in and out of her tight asshole, wrestling with her tongue in her mouth and pumping down her throat as they rubbed and teased her breasts. Her second orgasmic cry in a short time boomed out of her, a brief breath past the hungry appendages' grip that echoed out of the pit, a high-pitched and wordless plea to the sadistic masters that orchestrated the fate of the fighters.

Fairy Fight

a new and pleasantly weird idea for a commission: a few tiny fairies fighting an evil queen. size-difference fights have interested me for a while, so may toy with tiny fighters or Godzilla-style kaiju girls some time for variety

Queen Ariana was not loved by her people, but she was feared, and that was good enough for her. She was tall and thin, and took great care to look beautiful for all her kingdom to keep it strong. She was a sort to demand obedience just by her presence, intimidating but lovely and graceful. She was, of course, selfish and vain, and focused no her kingdom above all else, with only herself placed above its prosperity. This left little pity for her neighbors, and her plans for the nearby woods clearly had little concern for the populace.

There was little Ariana considered of value there. The old crone lived just within the forest's edge, giving potions and blessings to the good folk that visited her, and curses on the cruel and foolish passerby, or so they said. If she was so wise, she would know to move out of the way when the queen sent her woodsmen to clear it down for her new palace.

Then there was the beasts of the woods. A few bears and deer, of course, but they'd scare off easily enough. The same went for the fairies; they were tiny, four-inch tall flying fae and as weak as they looked. Word has reached the crone of the plans, which she'd passed along to them, and they'd sent their queen to meet the human as soon as she could.

"You must understand!" she pleaded, flittering about the queen's private chambers. "It's not just our home! We need the magic of the woods to live!"
The queen regarded her mirror casually. "Frail little things, aren't you? You need that bunch of ugly trees to survive?"
"The one great tree. It's the source of our magic."
"Ah yes, that one," Ariana noted with a nod. "I'd heard such a thing." The fairy queen looked a bit hopeful to hear that she understood. "Good to know that it's true. I had plans to suck the magic out of the overgrown weed and turn it into something useful. I think I know just the spell to compact all that into a crystal that will give me ten time more power than the simple magic I have now."

The fairy was speechless, and soon realized she'd have to return to her little folk a failure.
"We have to protect our home... right?" chirped Holly, one of the younger of their spokesmen. They all knew there were only 50 of them all together, and each of them weaker than a child.
"But we'd be wiped out!" yelped one of the elder fairies.
"We're wiped out if we don't!" added another.

"What of the elves?" Ivy spoke up hopefully, as their entire number gathered around their meeting stump. "They're old and good friends of ours! They could protect such a small forest easily! She'd never take a single tree without their vengeance!"

There was some excited chatter from the gathered council, but the queen spoke up. "We would never make it. The elves are far away, and we cannot cover the miles between us." The fairies slumped again, knowing the same problem arose; they couldn't go for than a few days away from the tree, let alone the weeks it would take their tiny forms to reach elven country. Even if they could last long enough to reach them, the queen could put her plan into action at any time before they got back.

"Even the good crone?" one of them asked hopefully.
"She can barely walk to the kingdom and back for food, on a good day," the queen sighed. "Gods know she'd try, though."
"Yes, she'd go and die for our sake... and here we whimper in the dark," huffed Ruby-eye, one of the tougher of the fairies. She had even startled off one of the young bears when he wandered too close to their home.

The fairies were quiet for a bit after that comment, Holly finally piping up. "Then we make the queen listen..."
Their queen shrugged slightly. "We have no way to know if she'll stand by her word."
"Then we make her send a messenger to the elves! Then she'll have no choice but to leave us alone. The elves are fast and strong enough that even her proud kingdom would fall in a sea of arrows."

The fairies started to perk up at this talk, finally reaching their decision. There was no other way to reach help, so they would have to engage her themselves. A small team would be sent in the night to make her listen, even if by force. They engaged in their traditional ritual for choosing who would go, and the ancient Straws of Drawing were called upon.

And so things went. The queen went for a council for advice from the crone, learning all the weaknesses she could about humans to pass on to her few little troops. The crone and queen gave the four their blessing, and Twinkle, Figleaf, Holly, and Stardust fluttered out of the woods, making a beeline for the queen's bedroom. Stardust took a dagger to the wooden frame, chipping and scraping away until a short minute later, she had a large splint of it removed about the size of a doorstop. It was still big enough for them to fold up their wings and slip through the crack.

When they arrived, she was already fast asleep in her silky gown, tucked under her blankets. The fairies spread out around the room. It was elegant and full of various hiding spots, from the curtains to the fireplace, to the shiny vanity and mirror. There was a stocked sewing kit and other simple household commodities around the room, and a few small things left around for the maid to tend to her room for her when she visited daily.

"Target sighted," whispered Figleaf, holding her hands in front of her eyes like binoculars and peeking up from her hiding spot. The underwear in the drawer poked up from its neatly folded position with Figleaf just beneath it. Stardust poked her head up beside her, giving her a playful swat to the back of the head before they fluttered in. They had the best that any of them could manage for fairy weapons, which given their size was mostly just household human objects anyway.

The two vanished under the sheets, their movement barely detectable to a watchful eye by watching the slinking bumps on the surface of the blanket. Holly and Twinkle fluttered quietly up to the top of the bed, sitting at the top of the queen's broad cleavage. They waited patiently until Stardust and Figleaf reached their target; what the crone had called the "pussy," the spot where the legs met and were wrapped up in more dark silk.

Stardust motioned at Figleaf, counting down from three before they both charged forward and kicked together right into the queen's genitals. Their feet sunk in up to the ankle, not as impressive as it sounded at their size, but it was still enough to such a tender area that Queen Ariana jolted upright in her bed, grabbing at her crotch as the fairies retreated from their target. She coughed weakly before she looked down, furiously leering at the two fairies standing expectantly on her bosom.

"Good evening, your highness," Twinkle said, tiny fists on her hip.
The queen scowled back at them furiously and made an instinctive swipe of her hand across her jiggling chest to brush them off, though the two fairies easily stayed afloat and righted themselves in midair just in front of her. "You?! What are you little gnats doing here? In MY chambers, no less!" she huffed indignantly.  

"Don't like it when people come into your home uninvited, do ya?!" Stardust barked at her, poking her head out from under the bedsheets. It seemed to do little but get a briefly puzzled look from the queen.

"You won't listen to reason, or common decency," Twinkle said, folding her arms across her tiny chest. "So here's our final offer." She pointed at the dresser by the window, where a neatly wrapped scroll was waiting, written out for them by the crone. "You deliver that to the elves out north. It says everything about your plan for us and our forest, and I think you know what that means if you go through with it."

The queen went wide-eyed for a moment. Her political sway wasn't quite what she wanted it to be yet, so she couldn't expect to raise an army large enough to stand against the elves, especially not quickly. But her eyes narrowed again against them. She was a wicked, vain, and temperamental, but she stayed a clever woman.

"That's because you couldn't do it yourselves, isn't it?" she hissed. Holly's wings twitched, but they didn't answer. The queen leaned over to sneer at them, managing to make even this look beautiful in a dark, venomous kind of way. "And what if I don't?" she jeered casually. "Am I to fear the wrath of a literal handful of pests? Will you hide my stockings and send your pet butterflies at me? Don't make me laAAH!"

Holly twitched suddenly, punching her right in the eye. She was tiny and light, so the punch was more like a poke. It still got a startled yelp out of the queen, who leapt out of bed holding the aching eye. "You little wretches!" she raged, swinging wildly as the fairies quickly scattered through the room and buzzed around her. What they lacked in size they made up for with speed, leaving the queen clumsily fighting with what was essentially a small swarm of angry hummingbirds.

The queen grabbed for one of them wildly, but she zipping a bit higher out of her reach. Figleaf darted in behind her, throwing a stinging kick into her ass. "OW! You dirty little vermin! Sit still!" the queen fumed. She turned and swung a backhand that narrowly missed the tiny target, though she saw Twinkle dive under her arm and land in the fireplace, long since cooled for the warm night. Twinkle pulled at her hair from behind, but the queen shook her head to toss her off, grabbing a poker by the fireplace. "I'd always heard that fairies hated iron. Let's find out," she hissed hatefully.

She swung once, though their spokesfairy hopped briskly to one side and it resulted in nothing but a sharp clang. The queen swung it again, only to miss a second time, so she lashed out with her hand to grab her. As she had to lean in to snatch her, Twinkle sucked in a deep breath and blew out hard, blasting the ash and soot into the queen's pale and lovely face. The fey all shared a bright giggle as she wiped her features, coughing and eyes watering from the foul substance. She stumbled blinded as Stardust gave a sharp whistle, speeding around her waist as she turned. She’d paid special attention when the crone had told them about the weak spots on humans, and intended to exploit them all, no matter how strange.

Stardust flicked up the light skirt of the queen’s bedclothes, darting up and flying straight up behind her legs. She threw a punch up between her plump royal cheeks, the flying uppercut penetrating her tender arse as she let out a sharp yowl of surprise and pain. She spun and grabbed her ass quickly, letting Startdust pop back out of her and giggle.“Try sitting on your throne with that now!” she teased, ignoring the queen's pained howls. Ariana spun around, angrily grabbing Stardust in one massive (relatively, anyway) fist.

"You disgusting little monsters," she growled, the toughest of the fairies' troop helpless as she tried to squirm out if her regal fingers. She was too caught up in maintaining her grip on the wriggling fairy when Twinkle and Holly buzzed in from either side and kicked squarely at the tip of her right breast, crushing her nipple between their flying kicks. Ariana yelped and let go of her captive to clutch her chest, swatting at her tiny attackers like pesky flies. They scattered off, leaving Figleaf to duck under the hem of her nightgown. As she stomped around chasing the others, Figleaf flittered quietly up her legs before grabbing onto pubic hair, letting herself drop as she hung onto the dark curls.

An even higher shriek came out of the queen, stumbling to a stop and pawing at her groin. Figleaf swung and leaned this way and that to avoid her grasp, which lead to her tugging and twisting the tender hairs that much more. Ariana was too caught up trying to catch her pussy's assailant to watch her step very well, tripping over a pair of her polished shoes and loudly thumping her head on her bedstand. She collapsed with a meaty thump, but her slow writhing and groaning assured the fairies she was not truly taken down just yet.

Twinkle whistled as she hovered over the stunned queen, the other three fairies rallying to her. "Alright, time to teach her a lesson in humility," she ordered, drawing the sharpened sewing needle she'd carried at her hip like a sabre. The others drew similar implements, and dove down onto the queen. The sliced and snipped, the queen's witless and mumbled responses assuring them that they didn't pierce her skin. They took their spikes and blades to the strings and joints of her dress in a flurry of movement, finally flying back up when they were finished. The queen looked down as they giggled at her, seeing that she was left with her sleepwear in tatters on the floor. She was left in nothing but her panties by the time she got her wits about her, staring groggily down at herself.

"I hadn't heard a tale of the empress's' new clothes before!" taunted Figleaf, Ariana scrambling to her feet furiously.
"Still not ready to talk this out?" Twinkle demanded, though her tone sounding pretty pleased with herself at the situation.

"I am going to crush you little vermin and have pixie dust over my breakfast," Ariana shouted at them. The ruckus would go largely unnoticed, since her room was up high in her tower. There was only one way a person could have gotten in, and the door several floors below was well-guarded. She hadn’t counted on flying invaders, or that the guards would be so far below that they missed the whole commotion. If she were thinking straight she might have regretted it, but at this point she'd rather do the hated little folk with her bare hands.

She lunged for the nearest fairy, only to find that tackling proved entirely impractical for something of their size. Stardust easily darted around her big clumsy body, jabbing her sharp little crystal dagger into her areola with time to spare. Ariana shrieked and spun around, covering her huge breasts as if modesty were a concern for her. Her eyes darted trying to pinpoint one of them again, finally catching sight of Holly darting under the bridge of her legs.

Ariana stomped the ground beneath her, hoping to catch the darting little fairy underfoot. It took some sharp turns and careful flying, but she avoided every step. With her holding Ariana's attention, Twinkle was able to land on all fours on top of the queen's perky, panty-clad ass. Twinkle leaned down as her legs parted to stomp again, biting into the flesh of her tender ass cheek.

The queen yowled and jumped straight into the air, grabbing her bottom and turning wildly as she tried to catch the offending fairy. She darted back away, only for Holly to dive in and deliver a high-speed punch into her pussy. It was far from an adult's blow, or even a child, but it still shocked Queen Ariana into gasping the air from her lungs, mouth hanging open stupidly as she cupped her pussy. The others quickly followed Holly's lead, their sparkling streaks painting lines through the air before colliding with the queen's breasts, belly, and ass with kicks and punches and jabs of their sharp little weapons.

It all left Ariana rapidly jerking and dancing about from their invasive strikes, taking wild swings at her graceful targets only to miss again and again. Twinkle and Figleaf broke off to yank her pillowcase from one of her overstuffed pillows, flying over her and stuffing her head inside the improvised hood.

Ariana's muffled cries of rage came from inside, one wild swing managing to tag Holly and pin her to a nearby wall. The others gasped at the sight of her being trapped, the threat of being squished imminent. Twinkle quickly darted down, grabbing and yanking down Ariana's panties, nodding to the others. Figleaf floated down, punching squarely into her royal anus hard enough that her tiny fist buried up to the wrist inside her.

"AWW!" The queen let out a guttural groan at the intrusive fisting, letting go of Holly and jumping sharply enough that her breasts mashed into the stone wall. Holly quickly darted out of the way, letting the other three gather behind the shocked queen. Twinkle and Stardust pinched and pulled apart the queen's asscheeks, exposing her asshole for Figleaf to deliver deeper and harder punches into the tender muscle. Even the queen trembled from the penetrating punishment, hands bracing against the wall for a few seconds before she could regroup and push off, the fey scattering once again.

"Get back here, you little cowards!" Ariana growled, pulling off the pillowcase and looking around furiously. Her cheeks shone red from their punishment, visibly marked with fairy bites and pricks from their weapons. She scoured the room with leering eyes, managing to spot Holly scampering into a mouse hole. At her size she could barely reach a finger inside, Holly leaning back against the far side of the hole and escaping her reach. A nearby mouse looked at the fairy quizzically, and she gave it a "shush" motion with a finger to her lips before it went back to tediously cleaning itself.

Arian realized her search was turning up nothing, crouching low enough that her breasts touched the floor as she scowled into the mousehole with one eye, seeing the faintly glowing Holly inside. "You can't hide in there forever, you pesky runt! And once I get my hands on you, you're dead, you hear me!?"

Holly rubbed her hands together firmly, as if fretting in the corner of her hole, but she suddenly lashed out and punched her squarely in the eye. The queen gave a shrill scream as she slid back, still stooped low as she rubbed the sore eye. Her hands were busy wiping the aching socket when Stardust flew in under her legs, standing just below her loosely opened womanhood. She could see the biggest weak spot of all blooming there, her clitoris thick and soft and a flesh red like a crown jewel near the peak of her inner folds.

Stardust planted her feet on the stone floor below and sent a sharp punch into the little cluster of nerves, crushing the tender bud flat against her pubic bone with the blow. Queen Ariana could only let out a horrified gasp at the impact, frozen on all fours. Stardust grinned with pride as she shot a few more tiny fists into her fleshy gem, sending it bouncing around as if her clitoris was her personal punching bag.

Stardust finally wound up and delivered one big blow into the tip of her clit, letting the tender organ flap against her puffy pussy lips. The queen fell clumsily forward, face planting on the ground as she clutched her aching twat rather than hold herself up.

"Had enough?" Stardust boasted, puffing up her tiny chest. The queen grabbed for her, the little warrior knowing well enough when to yelp and flutter back from the reach of her furious enemy. Her nails scratched and chipped uselessly on the stone instead, failing to see where the other three of the fae had gone. They had been focusing on the cleaning implements left behind for the maids, staying close together and focusing on the broom. It shone with a faint light and slowly floated up into the air as they got their magic aligned with one another. By the time the queen could even consider getting back up, the trio had the broom levitating up behind her and whacking its handle rapidly across her ass cheeks.

"AHHH! AHHH! AHHH!" The beating drew screams from the queen as just fast as they could swing it, mixing with the loud CRACK of each hit. Her ass was quickly paddled red, and her cries rang out like a wailing baby. When they'd nearly exhausted their magic for the moment, Twinkle gave a rotating motion with her hand. The others mimicked the gesture, turning the broomstick to align with the stunned queen, who was left holding her red apple of a bottom. With one more firm thrust, they buried the broom’s handle as far as it would go up her asshole.

Ariana's screams reached a whole new level of volume and pitch at the sudden anal invasion. She leapt to her feet, the broom dragging and sweeping behind her like a big ugly tail. The fairies cracked up at the sight, watching the queen awkwardly bounce around before carefully (and clearly uncomfortably) pulling the giant pole out from her backside.

"I'd always heard the queen had a rod up her ass," snickered Holly. "Now I know what they meant!"

The queen was absolutely furious by now, as well as covered in various tiny bruises, scratches, pinpricks, and other minor injuries she'd acquired in the miniature assault. She turned back to them red-faced, shouting wordlessly in her rage as she lunged for them. The fey scattered once again, leaving her grabbing in every direction wildly. One buzzed past her shoulder and tapped the back of it, making her whirl around too quickly and slam her toes into the nightstand. She cried out in alarm, falling back onto the bed holding her foot.

As she laid back with her legs parted, it was easy pickings for Figleaf to drop down and land on top of her widespread crotch. The diving stomp had Ariana flop as if she'd been punched in the belly. Figleaf didn't stop there, kneeling down in the middle of her pussy so that her feet dipped inside her fleshy folds. Figleaf balled up her little fists and started punching straight into her clitoris until it was bouncing around, crushed repeatedly into the back of the queen's pussy.

She howled in pain, gripping the bedsheets as if in the throes of passion with a wild lover, even if the opposite was the case. Twinkle and Holly dove down as well, though each landing on one of her pillowy breasts, wrapping their arms around her nipples and flapping their wings, pulling up as hard as they could manage and stretching her gorgeous rack upward. Stardust floated to the edge of the bed, throwing kicks between her jiggling buttcheeks to ram her toes into her anus over and over, overstimulating the queen between the four of them into a screaming mess.

"Give up and we let go!" shouted Twinkle over the shrieks of pain and confusion.
"Th-th... that's... enough!" she roared, suddenly clamping her thighs together. They bounced back quickly, but it was enough to rattle Figleaf and Stardust into a dizzied retreat. She sat up quickly, Holly managing to zip away but the queen managing to catch Twinkle in her hand. The fairies gasped as their default leader was captured, only made worse when the queen stood up and struck a match, using it to light the candle by her bedside.

"I have had my fill of you little pests," she hissed, spraying outraged spittle between her clenched teeth at them. She held her hand out over the candle, letting Twinkle thrash and kick as she held onto her wings with two fingers. "You leave my castle and stay in your rotten little mushrooms or whatever you call a home. Otherwise I roast this one alive!"

"Nooo!" Stardust and Figleaf cried, fidgeting in midair and not daring to charge her again. Ariana sneered back at them confidently. "That's right. Now you see who's in power here. I wouldn't... wait, weren't there four of you?" She finally caught on, not noticing the smaller Holly duck under the blankets. Neither did she notice when she caught the matchstick she'd dropped. Or how she quietly whispered her spells to the wood, reawakening the fire from its slumber to reignite.

"...what's that smell?" she queen asked warily.
"A bushfire..." Figleaf muttered before she couldn't contain her grin any longer. The burning sensation fully reached the Ariana's skin, realizing that Holly had lit her pubic hair on fire. She screamed and released Twinkle, who quickly flew away from the candlestick, standing up and slapping at her bush to try and douse the fire as she accepted the beating of her own pussy a small price for not burning her entire privates.

Stardust gave a quick whistle, cuing Holly to pass her off the smoking but doused matchstick. She flew around behind the queen, returning to her favorite target as she jabbed the still hot match into the puckered flesh of her asshole. The queen shrieked even higher, turning wildly as Stardust abandoned the scorching stick, leaving it stuck inside her oversized foe to grab and pluck at delicately.

She pawed at herself before finally getting the last of the burning embers out of her holes, glaring around the room with angry tears in her eyes from all the accumulating pain and fatigue. It was only made worse when Figleaf popped into view, a quick surge of magic spraying more pixie dust in a blast of light and powder stinging her eyes. Ariana let out a wordless shriek of confusion as she rubbed at her eyes, Holly and Figleaf diving between her legs and grabbing both of her lightly singed pussy lips, digging their heels into her mound and pulling to stretch them out painfully. Their bodies prevented the queen from fully crossing her legs, and they only made matters worse for her when Holly leaned in to bite the fleshy folds of one of her lips. Figleaf pinched the other, holding it open as she jabbed her metal pin repeatedly into the pink flesh of Ariana's lips like a psychotic piercing ritual.

The distraction let Stardust lift up the small candlestick, still lit from the royal pain's earlier threat. She flapped her wings hard to hold her balance, then rammed the hot tip up the queen's ass from behind. There was a quick sizzling noise as the moist opening smothered the flame, but she still gave a mad shriek from the hot, waxy intrusion. Her hips bucked wildly, the Holly and Figleaf holding on while biting and jabbing away.

This left her womanhood wide open, and with the opportunity before her, Twinkle dove up and hugged the center of Ariana's crotch. With the others holding her womanhood wide open for her, she was able to get a solid grip and take the tip of her clit into her mouth before biting down with her sharp little teeth.

Ariana ran screaming away from it, and didn't stop since neither did Twinkle. Her feet tangled suddenly with the disheveled bedsheets, stumbling out of control until her face smashed into the stone wall in front of her, staggering a pace or two back before she fully collapsed, planting her plump ass into a chair in an unconscious heap.



"Is she getting up?" Figleaf pried. The four had gathered on top of the queen's belly and breasts in her slumped position.
Twinkle listened at one of her giant breasts. "She's still alive, that's for sure," she reported. "But who knows how long she'll be."
Stardust sighed and rolled her eyes. "She'll take forever, that lazybones. How much do humans sleep anyway?"
"Can we wake her up?" Holly offered. "We don't want anyone to find us like this, or else we wasted the whole mission."
"There isn't any water," Twinkle noted, searching the room.
"Well we don't need it, really," noted Stardust. The others looked to her, and she picked up Holly's sharpened sewing needle and shoved it into her grasp. "Just hit her 'on' button."
Holly looked at her spike for a moment, then grinned and nodded. She fluttered back between the queen's legs, sitting before her groin and considering her target before she flew off again. The fairies looked at her oddly, but then giggled as she returned from the window, holding the larger wooden splinter that Stardust had torn from the window to get in. She flew up a few inches, then charged in, jabbing as fast as she could. The staking of the queen’s cunt scraped at the flesh of her clitoris and pussy lips.

The queen rose bolt upright and screamed at the top of her lungs, only for Holly to float up to eye level and sock her in the eye, putting her back flat in the chair.

"Enough of that," Holly snapped. "That got pretty old about the twentieth time you did it!" The queen recoiled from the single fairy, let alone all four of them as they regrouped in front of her.

"So, you were able to sleep on it," Twinkle continued. "Did you reconsider our offer?"

The queen nodded frantically, her aching, dizzy body quivering under the fairies. "Yes! I will! I accept!" she blurted quickly. "Anything you say!"
"You'll send our message to the elves?" Twinkle asked warily, and she nodded again. "And that means you'll leave our forest alone?" Another curt nod. "Okay!" Twinkle chirped happily, floating up and taking the queen's little finger, shaking it with her tiny hands. "Pleasure to do business with you, your highness."

"And I'm sure you won't mind if a few of us stay here for the night," added Figleaf. "You know, enjoy a bit of breakfast and make sure that message goes out like it's supposed to."
"Of course!" she queen insisted with a weak smile.
"Perfect! We're so glad you listen to reason, and that the little folk can count on the queen for such things." Twinkle floated up and patted the queen on the head with a tiny hand. "Sleep well, m'lady, knowing the fairies watch over you," she assured, fluttering off as Stardust and Holly perched on her windowsill, where they'd see the morning messenger ride off with their scroll towards the elves the next day.