Revenge...with tentacles (Candira and TheEyes)

[Candira]

Celestia was floating on a cloud of victory lately. She'd just earned her guild a great deal of renown and a good chunk of money. As a sorceress, the best way to do so was with a sanctioned duel against a rival guild's sorceress. They were hosted by a local arena that all guilds shared and the winner's guild took half the prize money, putting the rest into arena repairs and improvements. The last opponent Celestia had faced was a powerful witch who'd defeated many others recently. Her defeat was a feather in Celestia's cap, and she could not help but be happy about it.

Of course, she'd gone out and celebrated her victory, and the loser of the match had been humiliated by a duelist who hadn't been on the scene for very long. It never occurred to her to be on the lookout for revenge. After all, she'd played fair and square, and all combatants knew the rules of the games. The thought that someone might have been plotting against her was the furthest thing from her mind. She was out in town looking for something to do on her day off, having a pleasant time of it. It wasn't long before she reached the town square.

Celestia got quite a few stares as she passed by, thanks to both her victory and natural beauty. She had a lovely face with green eyes and a peaches-and-cream complexion. Her dark brown hair fell perfectly around her face in lovely waves only adding to her allure. But if passerby's were more honest, they would say it was her body that got their attention. Her large breasts were squeezed into a green tunic--they were easily more than a handful to play with. Her hips gave her an hourglass figure with a nice, juicy ass. Long legs completed the picture and had many men drooling as she walked by. The fact that she wore skin tight pants under it didn't seem to be any less distracting than if she hadn't worn any. But whatever they thought was their own problem.

As it was, she was just stopping to admire a new magical effect on the fountain, wondering what it was supposed to do.

 

[Full~Pride]

Alicia was the head-witch in her branch of the community, as she was completely undefeated until recently. This tone is to say that she's yet to meet someone, a male, nonetheless, who could defeat her in the magic arts; it didn't matter what form of magic. Alicia was a girl most known for her Necromancy, and mastery of the dark-arts in the school of magery. "I can't believe I lost to that... Apprentice of a Witch," Alicia cursed, annoyed with herself. She paced around after her defeat, eventually coming to terms with the loss; however, that doesn't mean she wasn't angry. Or frustrated, to say the least.

Alicia bit her lip, deciding to follow Celestia with a smirk across her face. She had her most powerful staff with her, planning to use a special spell on Celestia, which she believed was most appropriate for the arrogant adversary. "Hey Celestia!" Alicia yelled, finally done shadowing her adversary. She didn't want to follow her enemy anymore; she wanted to take some action, and be done with this situation. If she prolonged it, she would just be wasting her own valuable time. She pointed the front end of her staff at Celestia, smirking adamantly at her nemesis. "I challenge you to a rematch, Celestia! My might against your... Whatever you feel like calling it," Alicia said with a shrug, not caring if her adversary had some kind of win over her.

 

[Candira]

Wasn't that a bit cheeky? Calling her unworthy after she'd defeated Alicia. It was a shame that more people couldn't lose gracefully. Sighing, the witch turned to the girl and frowned. "There's really no need to be so rude about it." She crossed her arms and thought over the call for a rematch. They could certainly bring in more revenue for the clans. Plus, it would enable her to get in more practice. Despite her confidence after winning the first match against Alicia, Celestia wasn't stupid enough to let her guard down.

"Alright. I accept your challenge," she said, watching Alicia. "When and where?"

 

[Full~Pride]

Alicia smiled in arrogance, glad to be given a second chance to show Celestia the disgrace that the new-girl deserved. It wasn't right that a studious, well-taught girl like Alicia was beat by some apprentice - some girl who barely fit the right to be called magical - had defiled, defeated, and dethroned her. Alicia had a feeling it was some kind of luck charm, or some similar artifact that helped Celestia defeat her. How could the master, the more skilled Alicia, by defeated by some weak, fresh new-girl. "Here and now," Alicia said softly. She spoke a dark incantation, a black summoning circle burning around their region, Alicia smirking. "Check," Alicia said with a smile. Leaving Celestia in confusion, tendrils tore through the ground, the moist, wet appendages wrapping against Celestia's body, which was a mere effort to pin her down.

 

[Candira]

Well this wasn't what she'd expected at all! Matches were supposed to be held in the arena--not only for the money, but so that normal people wouldn't get hurt. If any damage was caused, their guilds would have to pay. Not to mention the many innocents that could get hurt. So while Alicia was chanting her little summoning spell, Celestia chanted a spell of protection. She put a lot of power into it so that a wide area would be protected from any errant magic. She added a charm to prevent physical danger as well. Unfortunately, she didn't have time to do anything else before Alicia called check.

Surprised, the witch felt herself become entangled with some sort of tendril. "What in the?" They were wet and they were ripping through the ground like nothing. She struggled against them to no avail, chanting a spell to summon fire. Unfortunately it didn't seem to have much of an effect. "What the hell is this thing?!"

 

[Full~Pride]

"I suppose you can call it... Your undoing," Alicia said with a sense of confidence, arrogance, and pride. She had a good feeling that this was going to work out the way she intends it to.

The wet tendrils tore apart Celestia's wardrobe, leaving the previously-victorious mage in the nude, to Alicia's pleasure. Alicia wasn't exactly a lesbian, but she sure enjoyed causing possible humiliation to Celestia. Using the tendril closest to Celestia's mouth, they invaded her mouth with two tendrils, literally throat-fucking her. This, to be precise, was to keep Celestia quite; it's a common understanding that mages can use certain vocal-spells, not requiring any staff or supplement. The remainder of tentacles began stretching Celestia's limbs to the point that they prevented the closing of her legs and arms, allowing easy penetration of her holes when the tendrils were ready. Everything was going well for Alicia, surprisingly.

 

[Candira]

Celestia hadn't been expecting the tentacles, much less the attack in the middle of town. This bitch was crazy! She could have hurt any amount of people with this thing. Whatever it was. The taunt about it being her undoing was another count against the witch below her. Growling she began another spell chant, but her wardrobe was soon torn to pieces, leaving her completely uncovered. She screamed, hugely embarrassed, but also a little afraid. Just what the hell was going on here? Before she could do anything else, however, one of the tendrils stuffed itself into her mouth, throat fucking her so that she couldn't speak--was having a hard time breathing until she forced herself to calm down. She struggled to no avail, defenseless to what was coming.

Those who had braved the initial encounter and hadn't run away in fear were stunned by what they saw, standing in place and watching as Celestia was stripped and stretched above them, high in the air for all to see. And many spectators were aroused rather than disgusted or afraid. Some were torn between fascination and embarrassment. Only a few had run off to notify the sorcerer's guilds about this.

Celestia's fear grew as she was stretched out, her legs spread wide open along with her arms so that she couldn't fight back even physically. The point of these duals was to defeat each other with magic! What was with this girl? The buxom sorceress struggled to find an opportunity to free herself from the squirming, wet tendrils, to chant something, but she found none. Her naked form was on display, and she blushed, closing her eyes as she was humiliated. One thing was for damn sure. Alicia would pay for this.