Jewel Duel Episode 1 Part 2
Jewel Duel Rules
1). No weapons unless special type of fight
2). No outside intervention- ref is only to assess patency of balls
3). Fights continue until a). Opponent falls unconscious b). Opponent loses both testicles through various means c). Opponent surrenders. Loss of a penis does not constitute a win
4). No death blows. If an instance occurs that may lead to death, referee and medics will intervene.
Posts will be grouped by "Episodes" as if this is a televised event, which it is, but as I go along I'll start changing perspectives befitting the scenario. In between "weeks" in the world I'll show contestants in between fights. There is no "main character" in this, there's no pre-determined result for any of the fights nor do I have any idea who's going to win. I play out each and every fight as I do it based on the characters I created to fill the brackets. After the first round is completed I'll start putting the brackets so people can follow along and speculate on who they think might win upcoming fights.
After the last advertisement the host Freya struts onscreen, she added a gold shawl to her black dress as she addressed the crowd ringside and the TV cameras, "Welcome back Sol System, to Jewel Duel! We had an interesting upset before the break, but due to the damage we didn't get to see one of the exciting features of our tournament! As per the rules, the winner gets unrestricted access to use his opponent any way he wants if they wish and are able, the only exception is no mutilation is allowed if the opponent still has at least one intact testicle. Without further ado, let's get to our next match! It's time to choose the fighters!"
The camera changed to the now-darkened ring where the Jumbotron lit up with the faces passing too rapidly to see. The first panel landed on Keith Buchanon, a scrawny king cheetah who looked pumped up, if the way he shadowboxed once his name came up was any indication. He had a faux-mohawk on top of his head and two grape-sized nuts between his legs. He energetically jogged into the ring, standing on the ropes and pumping his muscles for the crowd, who cheered. He seemed to have a section of the crowd rooting for him, perhaps from his home town, friends and family perhaps, but a lot of them were female so perhaps old flames? He couldn't be older than twenty-two and he was living it up in the spotlight. He didn't even see that his opponent had been chosen until there was a large THUD coming from the other end of the arena. Keith didn't pause or balk when he turned to see Hunter Cox, a heavyset black bear with a crew cut, white tribal paint markings down his front and under his eyes. The cheetah's eyes couldn't help but wander to the bear's heavy mandarin-sized balls. The cheetah grinned, he looked slow, perfect.
He hopped down and shook hands with his opponent and the ref who helped psych up the crowd, even though Keith had done a good job on his own so the panda focused on the bear. Hunter, for his part bowed to all four sides of the ring, the epitome of calm. Once the betting was dying down the ref brought both fighters to the middle of the ring. "BEGIN!" Both fighters dropped into a fighting stance as they circled each other in the ring, looking for a weakness to exploit. Keith inched closer and feinted a jab to see if he could get a reaction, but the bear didn't so much as flinch. He got even closer and tried again and only just managed to duck the haymaker that came his way, but it gave him the perfect opportunity to exploit the big weakness hunter had as he delivered a quick shot to the bear's exposed groin. Hunter grunted and exhaled as he dropped to a knee from the pain in his nethers.
Keith wasted no time and crawled underneath the bear to come up the other side and lined up a strong kick to Hunter's jewels dropping him to all fours as he whined, trying to bring his legs together to shield his sack from further damage, but it just presented a more stable target as Keith brought his knee to those orbs again making the bear whimper. The cheetah pressed his paw to the small of the bear's back and pressed him down until he was prone on the floor of the arena, his balls shamelessly on display as the cheetah strutted around the arena flexing his muscles and making hip thrusts at the bear's rear, a sign of what was to come. Walking back to his exposed opponent, he tauntingly fondled the bear's bruised berries, there was nothing he could do to stop his opponent as he placed his paw on one of those big cherries, posturing to the crowd who wildly cheered him on.
It was in that moment of distraction that Hunter made his move. With his showboating, Keith hadn't noticed that his opponent had recovered and was waiting for him, using his balls as bait. Just when the cheetah wasn't looking the bear hiked his rump up and shot his massive claws through his legs to grab the cheetah's ankles. Keith barely had time to mew as the bear yanked his legs out from under him as Hunter threw his whole body behind him sending his whole weight crashing down onto the lithe fighter. For a good three seconds neither the crowd nor the cameras could see anything of Keith other than his two legs stiff in the air around the bear's hips and for three seconds everything was quiet enough to hear a pin drop. Hunter rolled off his opponent, showing the cheetah to be thoroughly stunned from the unexpected move.
The black bear wasted no time in retaliating. Gone was that calm exterior before the fight began, there was murder in his eyes as he got up and bellowed as loud as he could in the frightened cat's face, enough so that the ref brought his taser out of its holster, but didn't fire just yet. Hunter moved to the site of the cat, one beefy arm grabbed Keith's head and the other went straight for his crotch forcefully. Keith mewed pitifully as he tried to squirm and kick but the bear was leagues stronger than him and he was lifted high into the air belly up so his struggles were useless. His arms couldn't reach or find purchase on any part of the bear's body and his legs were kicking futilely in the air. All of a sudden Keith yelped in pain, and it wasn't immediately clear why until his legs tried to ball up. It was Hunter's time to showboat as his large digits were digging into the feline's scrotum with gusto, revenge for what the cat did to him earlier. He didn't let up, he kept grinding those orbs against his pelvis making the cat yowl and thrash in pain, in too much pain to even think about surrendering. Then, in one quick motion Hunter moved his paw from Keith's groin to one of his legs and dropped to one knee, simultaneously using all his might to swing the helpless cheetah's unprotected nuts to slam across the bear's upturned kneecap crushing both his cherries to mush instantaneously. The high pitched squeal that came out of Keith's pained maw was one no male could possibly make as he was unmanned in an instant, tears streaming from his eyes.
Hunter let the former male slump from his knee as the ref came in to inspect the damage to confirm that both balls were indeed ruined before declaring Hunter the winner. The crowd went wild, except that small section that seemed to be related to Keith, who was now in the fetal position on the arena floor, his pelvis, the arena floor and Hunter's knee splattered with blood. The ref raised the bear's arms in victory for the crowd who was going into a frenzy, even moreso now they saw the naked bear's erection growing as he turned to his fallen opponent, eagerly awaiting what came next. Hunter stroked his shaft as he walked up, it growing rapidly. Keith saw none of this, so when the bear knelt down and grasped the cheetah's faux-hawk and was brought up to the bear's pelvis his eyes went wide with shock as he whimpered, unable to resist as the bear grasped his chin and forced it open, thrusting his cock inside. Moving his paws to the back of Keith's head he yanked the cheetah forward forcefully onto his prick, forcing past his throat and making the hapless loser gag. Hunter didn't care, he had a warm hole to fill as he rocked his hips forward into that mouth. Keith couldn't bite down even if he had the energy to, the bear prick kept his maw that wide.
After several strokes the bear picked up the pace until he hilted his cock in his bitch and held him there, his nose flat against his heavy belly and the bear's nuts resting on his chin. Hunter held him there for a few seconds, the outline of his cock easily visible down Keith's throat, until his vision started to blur before he pulled out and started going to town on Keith's mouth, brutally facefucking the cheetah for a few minutes before he pulled the cheetah's face flush again and emptied his hulking orbs deep into Keith's throat, forcing him to swallow it all until the last second when he pulled out and coated the rest on the kitty's tongue. After he finished he took the cat's face and wiped his dick on his defeated opponent and dropped him where he lay, coughing and sputtering until he blissfully passed out. Hunter casually strolled out of the ring and sat at the benches on the side, grabbing a towel and cleaning himself off properly. Medics rushed in and carried the loser off on a stretcher but not before the cameras got a nice closeup at the broken fighter before going to commercial break.