225: Beatrice’s Teammates (18+)
With not much time to measure up all the contestants, Beatrice decided to team up with the first people that agreed to. Since I aim to win the whole thing anyway, I must rely on my powers and not on others!
While some teams formed quickly, several participants were rejected repeatedly. Particularly those that looked just as weak as the first “volunteers” that were slaughtered minutes ago. Beatrice walked up to one such reject, a skinny waif garbed in a dark green outfit with a hood on, covering most of her face, and long sleeves hanging past the length of her arms.
“Ssssssshhhuuuuure~,” the waif hissed ominously. She adjusted her hood and scanned Beatrice with her golden eyes that had long, slit snake-like pupils. The numbers on her armband spelled sixty-six.
“…” Beatrice studied her newfound teammate for a moment and felt compelled to ask the obvious, “By any chance, do you have some sort of snake powers going on?”
“Yessssssss,” the waif confirmed. Her face was sunken, she had dark circles under her glowing eyes, and her cheekbones were protruding, making for quite a ghastly appearance.
If she somehow lives through this and reached old age, she’d make a fine witch in the woods, Beatrice thought and scanned the arena for two more potential teammates. Many teams had already formed, but Beatrice found one particular couple that still was on their own.
“Come on, snake lady, we still need two more,” Beatrice said and walked toward the couple, followed by Number Sixty-six who slithered behind her with a hunched posture.
“Oh, yes! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me like it's the last day of the world!” a big-tittied milf with glasses and long, wavy dark hair moaned as she rode a man in a cowgirl position while her giant, floppy tits bounced up and down. Her glasses had a red frame, she wore no bra or panties, but had an open fur coat on that slid more and more off her naked, sweaty body. One of the sleeves was held in place by the armband with the number twenty-five on it.
“Damn I love your tits!” the man grunted as he squeezed his partner's tits and thrust his hips up, pounding the wet pussy that met his every thrust and swallowed his cock whole. The man had sleek, oiled pink hair, done to the side. He also had glasses, though he's had a pink frame. Like his woman, he had an open fur coat—light purple, with a number twenty-six on a black armband—as well as a dark purple vest and skinny pants which he opened just enough to let his dick out and in the woman’s pussy. “Nothing beats a good pre-combat fuck!”
“Ohh~ you’re always so big before a fight, baby!” the woman moaned as she matched the rhythm of his hips. “But we have to finish soon! We still need to find some teammates!”
“Never rush me when I’m enjoying your fabulous tits and cunt!” the man grunted. “It doesn’t matter anyway! We’ll take with us whoever’s left! As long as we’re together, we won’t lose to anyone!”
“Then you’re fine teaming up with us?” Beatrice asked, standing a couple of feet away from the copulating couple.
“S-sure! Whatever!” Number Twenty-six grunted, keeping all his attention on his partner’s body. “As long as you don’t bother me until I unleash my sparkly cum into this first-rate pussy!”
“Yes! Keep talking!” Number Twenty-five moaned. “Tell me how much you love my body! Cum in me as you praise my pussy! I want to orgasm just as you fill up my pussy!”
Beatrice rolled her eyes. It’s fine! I have to be able to win even with this bunch of weirdos, Beatrice reminded herself and was about to suggest to her snake lady partner to step aside rather than standing awkwardly next to the mating pair. But then Beatrice had a better idea. I should increase the teamwork of my teammates. Otherwise, we’d end up a dysfunctional team split up in two pairs with no synergy!
Beatrice looked up at the spheres above them. She did not want to reveal her powers to everyone just yet. But if some other lady suddenly sported a giant cock, that wouldn’t draw suspicion on me, right? If anything, it would divert the attention from me even more!
With that in mind, the succubus whispered something in Number Sixty-six’s ear and cast [Dick Growing] as she licked the snake lady’s ear.