Home Is Where the Mat Is (Calvinomic & Jess)

[JessTheMess]

January 10th. 2039. Runners Up Group C

Kat was standing by the wall-sized screen that broadcasted what was happening in the main arena. Her team would be next, currently the battle has ended, and this was midway through the humiliation act. The part of the fight when the winning team did anything they wanted to the losers. She felt both disgust and lingering desire as she watched. The losers were a couple, at least that was their wrestling persona. And they were currently getting fucked.

To be precise the woman was strapped to the vibrator, while two women with strapons were spitroasting her "husband". Kat wondered if they were a couple indeed or if this was all an act. Though fucking was no act. She knew this, this was not her first rodeo. Kat looked back at Linda, she was going through her breathing exercises. Every athlete had their own rituals, but both of them got interrupted – the door chimed, and a lanky man in his late forties entered the room. He wore ivory-framed glasses and looked like a stereotypical TV lawyer.

"My name is Vince." – He introduced himself. – "Team Indigo I presume?" – Vince said, and waited for one of them to nod. – "Good." – He fished four ampules with injectors from his shoulder bag. – "The blue ones are cleansers, we'll talk about them later. Red ones are the vitamins." – Vince said, and placed the injectors on the table and pulled a piece of paper. – "Just need to go through the boring shit with you." – He said.

"Alright. Vitamins ensure that men can cum without the annoying pauses or desires to cuddle and sleep. They just keep cumming. It increases the libido of any gender. Officially we call it equalises the libido, but truth be told, we just max it up at about equal levels." – Vince shrugged. – "It makes women secret more moisture from your hoo-ha-a-h." – Vince said, his voice dry, though he seemed to enjoy pronouncing hohah. – "Also it ensures that everyone is approximately similar physical levels, ups your testosterone and other factors that increase aggression and numbs a pain a little." – Vince said.

"Yes, I know, I'm being suspiciously honest. I don't give a shit. This is a boring job, you are an adult, you are not going to run away. Important bits." – He looked at them. – "You two look like you have some brains in your boxes, so. On paper, we have amazing health insurance, but in practice queues are fucked up and it takes forever to see the doctor. So if something is wrong, go private too, while you wait. The effects of the vitamins should go away in 24 hours, but if they remain, use cleansers. Though keep in mind they will flush everything from your system, take real vitamins or something. I'm not a doctor actually. Also not a lawyer." – Vince finally said and handed them two release forms. – "Sign the papers, have your vitamins, and you are out on the field in 10 minutes." – Vince said and nodded before leaving the room.

Kat looked back at the arena. The husband was lying on the ground. He was covered in artificial cum that strapons produced, and the winning team currently switched the attention to the "Wife". They were currently taking her in her cunt and ass, while she squealed. It seems that the strapons had an expanding feature.

She felt guilty, for feeling aroused by the idea that she could be fucking somebody soon, she tried not to think about alternatives.

@Calvinomic

 

[Calvinomic]

Alex and Blake were going through their own personal pre-match rituals, in a room almost identical to the one the two ladies were currently waiting in. Blake was getting in a last minute workout, pumping iron while wearing an angry expression on his face. Alex had told him ad nauseum that it wasn't wise to tire out oneself right before a match, but Blake insisted, saying that it made his muscles pop much more visibly for the broadcast. Blake had always had a rather big ego, often preferring to put on a good show rather than fight in the most optimal fashion. It didn't help that they had already taken their "vitamins", so he was even more aggressive than usual, looking like a raging animal as he finished his workout.

Alex was notably different, watching the previous match with idle interest. Even with his hormones out of whack, he still seemed to have a cold and calculating gaze at all times, rarely ever faltering. He was the type to watch an upcoming opponent's previous matches to learn fighting styles, strengths, and weaknesses. And that was exactly what he had done here. "Alright Blake, wrap it up, we're going on." he said with a sigh as Blake swore in response "I know we're fucking going on, I'm not blind." He said despite having missed entrances before due to getting distracted. They both stood up, roughly the same height with Blake standing at about 6'1 and Alex only an inch shorter. They both had well chiseled bodies, honed by deliberate training, though Blake's lines were a bit more well-defined due to his fresh workout, a sheen of sweat make him almost shine. They stood at the curtain that led to the arena, and waited for their cue.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the time has come for our main event! Two of our most popular teams will be facing off in a battle for supremacy, so without further ado, let's start by welcoming, in the Red Corner, team Red Hot!" the announcer called, and Alex and Blake made their way down the ramp to the ring. Alex waved casually at the cheering fans, while Blake jumped up and down, shaking his head with animal noises and making lewd gestures at audience members he found to his liking. If they won this match, he'd probably end up taking three or so of them home. Blake had made the rounds on the interview shows and podcasts, bragging about what he intended to do to his opponents this week, promising that they'd be so addicted to his cock by the end, that they'd want to come home with him after for round 2. In his defense, it wouldn't be the first time it had happened. Alex was always on these shows as well with his partner, but spoke considerably less, saying that the fight would speak for itself.

They were both wearing bright red shorts, with red tape wrapped around their hands, showing off most of their impressive bodies. Even the parts that were covered left little to the imagination, as even through the shorts, clear outlines of absolutely massive bulges could be seen straining to break free, an effect of the vitamins to make sure they were ready for the fight. As they entered the ring, Blake reached into his pocket and pulled out two collars, holding them up for the cameras to zoom in on. Up on the jumbotron, everyone could see the medal on the collars which read "Property of the Red Hots", a clear indication of his intentions. Alex rolled his eyes, thinking such theatrics were beneath them, but not having been able to talk Blake out of it. Blake continued to make gestures to the crowd, like holding up his fingers in a V and sticking his tongue through, to rile up the crowd, loving nothing more than their cheers.

Finally, it came time for their opponent's introductions.

 

[JessTheMess]

"And in another corner, we have team Black Adders." – The announcer resumed when the opposing team walked onto the mat of the arena. "On the left you have gorgeous Kat, she might look like an innocent girl, but she is filled with lust to the brims. On the right, you have not lovely Linda. She is ready to fuck your face up, and then fuck your face." – Announcer said. Both women were wearing high-waist shorts and tops.

The fighters walked in circles in their part of the arena. Somebody had a huge signup. "Flash your boobs, for 500 subs." – And Kat obliged, for a short second, but enough for those with AI-trained cameras to take all the photos they needed…not that her boobs were hidden, for most of this battle they will be out. Kat looked at Linda, who was currently busy gesticulating with one of the fighters. That must be Blake because he seemed to be eager to do the same in return. She met eyes with the pretty boy, who must be Alex, and made a nod with her chin. – "Hey pretty boy." – Kat said and then moved her hand into her shorts. The crowd exploded in ovations and screams. She moved her hand towards her slit and then back out. Her fingers were coated with her juices. She licked her fingers and smiled at Alex, cheered by the crowd. At least 50% of this sport was about crowd control, people got rich even if they did not win much.

"Get ready." – the announcer shouted. – "Unless you want to lick more juices, then I can delay." – He joked, the crowd demanded, but the countdown started.

Kat and Linda assumed position, knees bent, bodies forward, feet apart and the arena started to flood with a thin layer of oil, that would be oh-so useful as a lubricant.

 

[Calvinomic]

The two males watched their opponents enter, Alex remaining as stoic as ever while Blake was all too happy to make his thoughts known, whistling loudly and catcalling as they entered the ring, especially when Kat flashed the crowd. As Linda began to meet his gestures with her own, Blake cupped his impressive bulge, shaking it for her to see “Ready for all this? Just a heads up, but it’s a real bitch breaker.” He taunted as they exchanged insults.

Alex did not respond as Kat called out to him, other than raising an eyebrow, thinking it beneath him to acknowledge such a bait. Though even he couldn’t help but bite his lip as her fingers came out of her shorts wet and she gave them a lick.

“We’ll be starting with Blake and Linda. Alex and Kat, out of the ring.” The referee said as they prepared to start. They claimed the selection of who went first was random, but most people knew it was really based on who they thought would have the best rivalry. As Alex hopped out to wait in his corner, Blake squared up against Linda. “Can’t wait to show your partner there what you look like when you break.” He taunted again, always having reveled in trash talk.

Finally the bell rang for them to begin, and Blake immediately charged, all his muscles flexing as he moved to try and meet his opponent in the middle, knowing in a pure battle of strength he probably had an advantage.

 

[JessTheMess]

Linda moved her bare feet on the oily surface of the mat, getting her bearing, she stepped sideways and hunched a little. Knees bent, hands apart, for both balance and grappling. She clicked with her teeth immitating biting as she taunted Blake. He seemed to be on edge, and she wondered if she could use it against him. The whole jujitsu thing was more of Kat's approach, but Linda could imitate. She just needs to be careful.

"Please in what world is a guy like you gonna last longer than I?" – She added to the taunts and then threw herself against Blake. The stims would "normalize" their physical ability, but there was nothing that could fool gravity and basic momentum. She slammed into Blake's body, but it took her another push with her feet to push him to the ground. The lubricated floor helped with it more than Kat would like to admit.

"Do you want me to ride your face to give you a headstart pretty boy?" – Linda teased as she writhed on top of Blake. She decided to antogonise her edgy opponent, before feigning that she is overhelmed. What was going to happen after, she was not sure.

 

[Calvinomic]

Blake normally would have had no trouble locking up with his opponent and going blow for blow, but the oily floor made it difficult for him to maintain his balance. He tried to brace himself but there was no friction to hold him in place, so he fell back when she crashed into him, with her landing on top of him.

Blake was quick to react though, and adjust his strategy to the situation. As her body writhed on top of his, a sensation he admittedly enjoyed, he wrapped his well-defined arms around her and squeezed hard, trapping her arms at her side in a brutal bear hug. If it weren’t for the stims, he probably could have snapped her in half, but it would still hurt even with the stims.

“Relax babe, I’m going to take my time breaking you. So just be patient.” He taunted back at her, leaning up to drag his tongue up her neck.

 

[JessTheMess]

Linda chuckled under the enormous pressure Blake was exerting on her with his bearhug. She started writhing trying to either escape or rock Blake on the oily surface at the same time trying to find his crotch with her fingers. She spread her legs wide, and then wrapped her legs around Blakes, not sure why, just in case she would be able to take initiative, and then fingers of her left hand found his shaft. She hugged his cock through the thin and rippable fabric and proceeded to pry it open with her short nails. Thankfully the fabric was designed to be rippable. And then the crowd exploded in cheers, ovations, and hoots. This caught Linda by surprise because no one should have seen Blake's cock yet, she was lying on top of it, but then they started to cheer – "Slutty Kat, Slutty Kat." – Ah, Kat is doing something slutty again. – Linda thought to herself as she continued to writhe in Blake's bear hug and pulled his cock out at the same time.

Kat meanwhile, looking at Linda decided to kill two birds with one stone. She stood on her fours, propped up her perky butt, and then proceeded to slather herself with oil, starting with her midriff and moving up. The crowd at first still paid attention to Linda and Blake, but some started to look at her, and some of the drone cameras started to broadcast her on a secondary screen. She did it for practical reasons. To get more views and promotions, but also to be slippery and harder to capture like Blake did. After she got most of her body slippery she moved into another position, this time she sat on her heels, squatting, and then looked at Alex.

She noticed with a corner of her eyes that the drone was watching her and smiled. She licked her lips and spread her legs wide dipped her hand into oil and with a wink at Alex she pulled her top forward, without flashing her chest, but creating space for her oiled hand to move there and start rubbing her breasts with an oiled hand.

With this move, both Kat and Alex appeared on two secondary screens. Kat's screen was filled with raising and disappearing suggestive emojis, while Alex's screen had a challenge – "What will he do?" – And that's when the crowd exploded.

Linda kept writhing and trying to slide down, and finally, she could. His cock was free, and she propped it up with her hand as she moved downwards across Blake's body. Her lips masterfully wrapped around the head of his cock, her tongue pressed at the tiny slit, and she proceeded to suck it. Her cheeks deflated, forming dimples and her tongue teased the rim of the head and the sensitive opening. The crowd forgot for a moment about Kat who was teasing them a moment before as the action started.

 

[Calvinomic]

‘Damn this oil’ Blake thought to himself as he attempted to crush his opponent in his arms. The problem was, he couldn’t quite seem to keep her in place, the slippery substance they were both by now coated in making it nearly impossible to hold someone securely for long. Inevitably, the woman in his grip slowly made progress towards slipping free, using the newfound freedom to go after his cock. Blake needed to change tactics, but before he could, the crowd’s attention was taken elsewhere.

Alex had been watching the exchange so far with mild interest, thinking to himself how he would have done things differently in Blake’s shoes. But his attention was diverted when the crowd started cheering at something else. He looked up to see Kat putting on quite the show, lathering herself up in oil before toying with her breasts in a clear attempt to get his attention. And boy did she have it.

Alex had always been the more serious fighter of the duo, but even he was not impervious to his desires, especially with the stims wreaking havoc on his hormones. He also knew that there was some value in putting on a good show, so when she issued the wordless challenge, he answered, dropping his shorts slowly, making sure they pulled his hard cock down with them until finally it sprung free in a dramatic reveal. Fighters in this arena generally were well endowed, but even amongst them Alex and Blake ranked among the biggest. There were several whistles and hollers of appreciation from the crowd at this big reveal, and Alex took it a step further by rubbing his hands on the oil and then slowly stroking his member, meeting Kay’s gaze with a serious look of ‘You sure you want this?’

Exchanges between the fighters on the sidelines were technically not allowed, but it was well known that the refs would generally look the other way unless a fighter called out to them. Furthermore, any orgasms that happened on the sidelines still counted, so it was always risky to go too far.

Blake meanwhile had his own cock revealed, comparable to Alex’s except that it was not exposed of his own decision. And he couldn’t help but moan as her talented mouth began working the tip of his monstrous member. Annoyed and aroused at the same time, Blake growled as he kicked off the ground, flipping them over so he was on top in the well known 69 position. “You want this cock so bad? Let’s see if you can handle it.” He said with an arrogant grin as he bucked his hips, shoving his fat cock straight to the back of her throat in one swift motion, trying to overwhelm her with it and maybe deprive her of air while he quickly tore through her bikini bottoms, exposing her cunt for all to see which he quickly took the liberty of massaging with his fingers. “After I’ve fucked you till you passed out, Alex and I are going to take our time double teaming your partner.” He taunted as his hips slammed into her in rapid succession, heavy balls slapping against her face with each thrust, a visible bulge appearing in her neck as the crowd went wild.

 

[JessTheMess]

Linda was not exactly shocked…this was not her first or even hundred and first huge cock, but there was an element of surprise in every single battle. Blake was energetic, and she knew she remembered those jiujitsu lessons about using her opponent's power against themselves. She relaxed her mouth, relaxed her throat, and accepted Blake's cock, at least at first. Stealing all the attention from their comrades who were slathering themselves in oil up until now.

She pulled her tongue out and started slurping Blake's thick shaft. She wished he'd pull his cock out, while deep-throating was fun, Linda was quite sure that he would not survive even two minutes if she started licking and sucking his head.

The moan escaped her mouth when Blake engaged with her crotch, and she could not help but start motion with her hips to rub herself against his arm. Though thanks to the gods, he did not yet start properly working her with his mouth. The hormonal cocktail was a real blast.

She grabbed Blake's balls with one of her arms and started massaging them, while another arm reached for some more oil, and once sufficiently lubricated she moved it to the perineum. Her warm oily fingers started to caress Blake's sensitive region between his anus and balls. A few dozen thrusts later, Linda started to be more comfortable with Blake's cock down her throat. She inhaled deeply through her nose, and "played" with his cock, squeezing his member, and releasing it with her throat. Like she trained…almost every week.

 

[Calvinomic]

Blake had underestimated his opponent. She was clearly more experienced than most of those he had fought before, so no matter how rough her was with her throat, she was able to adjust over time, her tongue working his shaft even during the brutal onslaught. Still, she was not the only one who trained every week for this. Blake had no doubt that a less seasoned fighter would cum in seconds from something like this, but he was only just getting started. That being said, he wasn’t immune, so if he kept going like this he would still be pushed over the edge sooner or later.

Since he was still in the controlling position, Blake went to work with his talented tongue, dragging it slowly over his opponent’s folds before wrapping his lips around the sensitive nub of her clit, flicking it with his tongue as his finger pushed inside her, rubbing the same spot from the inside. He also stopped his thrusting, holding his cock balls deep in her throat to try and prevent air from getting through, the thick musk of his balls pressing directly against her nose.

“That’s it Blake. Break the bitch. Just don’t be afraid to tag if you need it.” Alex called from their corner, his own cock throbbing from the spectacle before him. Alex returned his attention to Kat. “You might want to tell your partner to tag out. I’d hate for you to be on your own so early in the fight.” He taunted to her dryly, his hands still slowly stroking his member for the viewing pleasure of those who were still watching him.

But most of the attention had returned to the current fighters, the 69 position always being a popular one in these arenas. Spectators were picking sides, some yelling at Blake to fuck Linda into submission, and others yelling at Linda to put Blake in his place. So far the fight looked roughly even, though the untrained eye might assume Blake had the advantage since he was on top.