Chapter 20: Paladin vs. Monk
The three girls — paladin, mage, and monk — walked together back into the arena. Two men were fighting one another on the platform, but Lexi paid them no heed whatsoever, all thoughts consumed by the central question of how she was going to defeat Samantha. The demonstration she had witnessed only minutes prior was, however brief it may have been, utterly terrifying in terms of the monk’s strength and power.
I’ll bet her strength stats are off the charts, Lexi mused. But, the word “chart” itself happened to trigger an idea in the paladin’s mind. The barest hint of a smile spread across Lexi’s lips as she began to formulate a plan to take down the muscular behemoth and win her allegiance once and for all. As the plan coalesced in her mind, both her confidence in its potential efficacy and her smile grew steadily.
While Lexi schemed and Samantha stood next to her impassively, rippling muscled arms crossed over her thick chest, Gretel went to find the organizers, to see about getting the paladin and monk added into the morning’s schedule. She came back after only a few minutes, smiling nervously.
“You’re on next,” the mage said. “Sorry about the short notice, but that was literally the only open slot left in the novice bracket today.”
“It makes no difference to me,” Samantha said stoically.
“Y-Yeah,” Lexi stuttered. “Fine by me too.”
“The only thing you need to do is come to an agreement as to whether it’ll be armed or unarmed. And, if you want to use weapons, you’ll both need to pull something from the rack.” The mage gestured towards a large collection of wooden dummy weapons of all shapes, sizes, and designs. “They don’t allow any outside weapons, wooden or no, just to make sure no one’s sneaking in anything that might be overly lethal.”
Lexi nodded at the mage, and then looked up to meet Samantha’s downward cast gaze. “What say you, knight?” the giant asked. “It matters not to me.”
“Well,” Lexi said, “since you’ve got the clear size advantage, let’s go with weapons. That should even things out a bit.”
Lexi hoped she was right, but the amused expression that blossomed on Samantha’s face had her beginning to doubt the plan she had devised.
None of that, she said to herself. Don’t let that bitch get in your head. The plan WILL work.
With a deep breath, Lexi turned on her heel, and strode over to the weapon rack, picking out the closest wooden simulacrum to her own two-handed broadsword.
“You can leave your sword with us,” one of the attendants said to her. “We’ll keep it for you while you fight, and you can pick it up when you’re done — or when you’re conscious again.”
Samantha, who had apparently borne no weapon into the arena that day, selected a long wooden staff. Both fighters gave their respective wooden weapons a few swings and thrusts, testing the weight and balance, completely ignoring the fight which concluded only a few feet away on the platform. So intent was Lexi on revising the details of her plan, that Gretel had to come over and shake her back into awareness after the organizers had told the two fighters to take their positions. Each girl took her respective position on opposite sides of the platform, walking up the steps simultaneously.
“Our next match,” Johann’s magically amplified voice boomed. “Is between a fighter we’ve just seen and a competitor who is new to the arena. I give, once again, Samantha von der Faust, and facing her, Alexia Moore. Begin!”
Lexi said a silent prayer and snapped her wooden sword up into a defensive position, her feet naturally falling into place along the blade’s axis. Samantha gripped the middle of her staff, and began spinning it in rotating arcs that passed across each side of her body, creating an almost butterfly-like effect from the whirling length of wood.
Knowing that she would need to seize the initiative, Lexi coiled herself like a spring, and leaped forward, aiming a decisive strike directly at the monk’s head. Fast as lightening, Samantha repositioned her hands, spreading the about a foot apart, and intercepted the strike with the very center of the staff. Both girls held this position for several tense seconds, each one straining against the other’s muscles in a test of strength.
Feeling her own, not inconsiderable, reserves of strength beginning to slip, Lexi whipped her sword free from the lock, launching a ferocious series of volleys against the monk. As fast and unpredictable as the paladin’s strikes were, Samantha parried each one with perfect precision, the consecutive cracks of wood on wood ringing through the arena like machine gun fire.
“Bash her head in!”
“Which one?”
“Who cares! I wanna see some blood on the mat from these two!”
As fast as they had crashed together, the two fighters leaped apart, each landing poised into a defensive stance. Lexi was breathing hard, a thin sheen of sweat covered her entire body, as her muscles practically screamed in protest from the sustained flurry of intensity. Samantha, on the other hand, looked perfectly at ease. Not a drop of sweat marred her chiseled physique, and her breaths came in slow and steady draws.
“Your technique is quite better than I expected,” the monk said in her clipped manner of speech.
“Y-You’re not h-half bad y-yourself,” Lexi panted back, grinning in spite of the sharp pain pulsing from the stitch in her side.
Time for part one of the Top-Secret-Plan™, Lexi thought to herself.
Without uttering another word, Lexi dove back into the fray, launching a burst of quick thrusts and jabs at Samantha’s midsection and legs. As expected, the monk was able to easily parry these strikes. And, as Lexi also expected — and indeed planned — the giant warrior spotted a flaw in the paladin’s technique, noticing that she had left her legs unguarded amid the flurry of strikes.
Following the crack of wood on wood from the final parry, Samantha dropped low into a spinning leg hook. Lexi’s legs were swept from underneath her, and she landed hard on her back, the wind nearly knocked from her lungs. Intending to finish the match decisively, the monk continued the spin into a complete circle, coming back up to tower over her downed opponent, and bringing her staff down in a slashing movement from above.
Here goes nothing.
Lexi was gambling big here. The Top-Secret-Plan™ would either fail spectacularly, leaving her unconscious in the middle of the arena, or it would give her just enough of an advantage to turn the tables on the monk. Just before Samantha’s staff came crashing into her face, Lexi cried out the command word of a spell.
Holy Illumination!
A brilliant flash of illumination exploded from the suddenly outstretched blade of Lexi’s sword, temporarily blinding Samantha with its radiance. Not a second too late, Lexi jerked her head to the side, feeling the staff impact against the wooden platform just centimeters from the side of her face, it’s cracking sound deafening in such close quarters. Not wasting a second, the paladin rolled up onto her feet, and channeled every ounce of strength she possessed into a powerful blow aimed at the monk’s head. Lexi knew this was her only chance, and that if she failed in this, the stronger — and likely more experienced — fighter would undoubtedly find a way to reverse the advantage, and demolish Lexi.
This was her one chance, and it simply had to work.
The blow connected solidly with the side of Samantha’s face, the wooden blade catching her directly in the temple, cracking her head viciously to the side with the force of its impact. Her eyes crossed and went quickly out of focus. She staggered, nearly caught herself, but as consciousness slipped through her fingers like pouring sand, the enormous muscled girl toppled to the platform with a resounding crash.
Your Attack Hit!
-12 HP (8/20)
And yet, even such a devastating blow had not knocked the monk out entirely. Her senses still in complete disarray from the shock of the mighty blow, Samantha weakly clawed at the wooden planks, in a futile attempt to rise. Lexi knew that if given any real time, her opponent’s fortitude was likely such that she would rise back up — and would she ever be pissed. Lexi’s only chance was to follow through with her plan of attack, and bring the scheme to completion.
Here goes nothing, she thought to herself.
The paladin cast her sword aside then, drawing gasps from the assembled crowd, who speculated wildly as to what Lexi was planning on doing to cement her victory — their bloodthirsty suggestions completely missing the mark.
“Choke her out!”
“Stomp her head!”
“Beat her bloody!”
In her brief conversation with Samantha, something the monk said had struck Lexi, planting to seed which grew into this present plan. It was that Samantha claimed she had never been defeated in either physical or erotic contests by any of her sisters at the abbey. This told Lexi two things. First, to win over the monk, she would need to demonstrate her superiority on both fronts. And second, that it was likely that Lexi herself possessed a critical piece of equipment that none of Samantha’s sisters did, which would be a key part of her path to victory — a big fat futanari cock.
Her pulse quickening at the realization that she was about to have to “perform” in front of a rather large crowd, Lexi tried to narrow her window of perception, focusing only on the thickly muscled, but still extraordinarily feminine form that lay prone before her. With more effort than she initially thought would have been necessary, Lexi tugged on Samantha’s hips, dragging the semi-unconscious girl into the classic ass-up-face-down position. Before anyone in the audience had a chance to start yelling out suggestions, she moved the monk’s red loin cloth aside, revealing that she — like Lexi — wore no panties underneath.
“Lick her pussy!”
“Stick some fingers up her ass!”
“Fist her cunt!”
The mere sight of Samantha’s immaculately hairless pussy spread out in front of her like a buffet table sent a rush of blood and testosterone pumping through the futanari’s cock, visibly stiffening it under her own tabard almost immediately. Knowing that there was no subtle way to proceed, Lexi simply pulled her tabard aside, revealing a large and almost fully erect cock to the audience. She quickly spit into her hands, using the lube to quickly stroke herself the rest of the way into a rock hard condition. To say that the crowd went wild would be an understatement. The revelation of Lexi’s true gender caused such a cacophony of amazed — and extraordinarily lewd — responses that it nearly deafened the paladin.
“Is that a fucking COCK on her?!”
“And she’s got a PUSSY instead of balls!”
“Need someone to give you a good dicking while you plow the monk?!”
Paying no heed whatsoever to the crowd, Lexi moved forward with her plan, spearing the plump brown pussy set between the monk’s large chiseled ass cheeks with a single stroke — burying the entire length of her cock between Samantha’s lips.
“Hnngg!” the paladin cried out.
Lexi did not have a particularly large sample set with which to compare, but the tightness of Samantha’s cunt was like nothing she had ever experienced. Each thrust was like sliding her cock into a hot wet vise, so tight that it focused all of Lexi’s attention into her cock, drowning out all else. After a few such thrusts, Samantha began to stir from her semi-knocked out state, her eyes groggily opening as if from a long sleep. In an instant however, the realization of what was happening to her sank in — just as Lexi’s cock sank into her now sodden cunt with another powerful thrust.
“W-What are y-you,” Samantha stuttered. “Aaahhh,” she cried as the futanari paladin increased the pace of her fucking, thrusting hard and fast into the monk’s cunt. “H-How do you h-have a…aaaahhhh!”
With the return of Samantha’s sensibility and consciousness, Lexi knew that it was now or never. Thankfully, the tightness of the monk’s pussy had already brought her close enough to the edge that the timing would — she hoped — work out perfectly. As soon as the paladin felt the now familiar roiling sensation in her lower stomach, she shouted the words of the spell that formed the final part of her plan.
Holy Fuck!
At the same time the spell’s words of command left her lips, Lexi’s cock erupted within the steamy confines of Samantha’s pussy. Rope after rope of thick cum shot into the monk, filling her pussy so full that, despite Lexi’s cock being buried to the root, it began to leak out from her glistening lips, sticky strands forming white droplets on the wooden platform beneath her.
You’ve Been Hit!
-1 MP (6/7)
As soon as the first shot of cum splashed against the walls of her cunt, coating her insides, a magically induced tidal wave of orgasmic euphoria not only washed over her — it drowned Samantha. Thanks to Lexi’s spell, in the space of a few short seconds, she experienced the raw force of six orgasms not even consecutively, but concurrently. As surely as Lexi’s strike to her skull had driven consciousness temporarily from Samantha, the orgasmic shockwave triggered by the spell completely broke the monk’s mind then, landing her in a state of cum-soaked catatonia.
Your Attack Hit!
-6 MP (0/6)
“The paladin wins!” boomed the magically amplified voice of Johann, the announcer. The blood thundering still in Lexi’s ears from having just cum muted the audience’s seemingly vocal responses, but she did perceive that the arena was now filled with gales of applause for her shocking performance. Her opponent now soundly defeated, Lexi was also pleased to see another message pop up into her display, confirming her victory over the monk.
You Gained an NPC Follower!
Samantha von der Faust
This was quickly followed by another window affirming that the encounter had been triumphant on all fronts, completing the quest as well as netting the monk as her second NPC follower.
Attribute
Modification
New Value
Reason
Experience Points
+1,000
7,000
Mind-Broke Samantha
Experience Points
+500
7,500
Gained 1 NPC Follower
Experience Points
+1,500
9,000
Completed Quest