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Ashlynn, the big gator wrestler, has Prakibak, the prideful digboss kobold right where she wants him. With a big grin on her face, she looks down at him, grinding her hips against his maw. Meanwhile, he is pinned to the ground by her weight, his only means of getting through to her is to pleasure her sex through her bodysuit. He wriggles his tongue, trying to get to the edge, licking at her scales.

"Not ready to give up, huh?" She asks. "Well, I wasn't going to let anyone just get to me. But you make it too easy, little guy." She reaches down, her hand disappearing underneath of his loincloth, wrapping around his unsheathed kobold cock. She presses the thumb against his head, rubbing at it.

He coughs, shuddering underneath of her.

"Look at you, already ready to be pleased. It's like you wanted to lose. Is that it? Was all that bluster just to get a nice big gal like me to take over for ya and get you a free handie?"

Prakibak can't respond, because he's too busy being crushed by so many pounds of crocodilian goodness. The only things that come out are whimpering groans that reach their way towards the commentators.

Hanioc shakes his head and says, "The champion from the Dragon's Heir tribe is wholly subservient when things come down to it. I do not foresee him getting very far.

"Prakibak!" Tik Tik shouts out. "Don't let her beat you! If... If you win, I'll do whatever you like!"

There's a renewed struggle within the kobold, but Ashlynn smirks, locking her legs around his head. She leans back, grabbing one leg and getting him into a hold. She faces the commentators, pulling up Prakibak's loincloth and showing off his length towards Tik Tik. "Sorry, hon, but your man is mine right now to do with as I please!"

Ashlynn lowers her maw. The wrestler wraps that sharp-toothed mouth around his quivering length, taking the thing in with a quick gobbling, sliding her mouth down along his impressive kobold shaft. Her eyes turn away from Tik Tik to take in Prakibak the whole time.

He's been given enough of a chance to get his tongue in down below to taste at Ashlynn.

The wrestler shudders. She tightens the hold on his head as she takes him in, sliding her tongue up and down along him, coating every inch she can before finally pulling free and climbing off of him.

Prakibak is stunned. He blinks a moment before he realizes his situation and scrambles up, only to be grabbed and slammed chest down onto the ground.

"Sorry, your ship has sailed," Ashlynn says. "You fought above your weight and got beat. Now, time for the finishing move!"

The wrestler sits upon his shoulders and grabs the kobold's legs, pulling them up and under her arms. His cloth falls down, exposing himself once more. She bends forward, tongue hooking the length, pulling it into his mouth again. She's bent over him, taking his cock, letting out loud and lewd hums as she gobbles him down, holding him like some weird crab. In this position, Prakibak's face is freed, and he is unable to make it to Ashlynn. She so handily handles the humiliated kobold. All he can do is watch Tik Tik watching the whole thing, seeing her stare with an entranced look upon her face. His anger fades away, his eyes glaze over in the sense of lust and happiness, and soon, he erupts.

Ashlynn does not let go of him as he shoots off into her maw. Instead, she pulls back with her lips wrapped around his length so that she can pull free with a loud "pop." She lets go of him and stands up, her cheeks puffed and her hands up in the air.

The crowd cheers at her victory. She tilts her head back, making a display of swallowing that big glob of cum before she opens her mouth, rolling out her tongue and laughing with a deep-chested boast.

"It seems our winner is Ashlynn!" Hanioc says.

"Prakibak hardly even stood chance," Tik Tik says, sitting back, her hands hidden from view of the participants. "It almost as if he took this chance just to let her have way with him."

Ashlynn spins around, grabbing Prakibak by the arm and standing him up. She clamps her hands on his shoulders, massaging him and leaning over, her head just above his. "Now, now, don't you worry. Prakibak here did a good job, considering what he was up against. He's got a real caring heart, and I wouldn't mind going another round with him. But, I have a feeling, he has other hopes." She gives him a bump, thigh to thigh, letting him stumble toward the announcer's booth.

"Ah... Tik Tik..." He says, staring directly at the pink kobold.

"Yes...?"

He scowls, pushing out his chest, and then he gives it a quick thump. "Tik Tik. I won't disappoint you. Next match I'm in, I'll be sure to win, you get it!"

Tik Tik slinks out from behind the podium and onto the arena, giving Prakibak a great big hug. "Oh, Tik Tik never disappointed in Prakibak. He really have great big place in Tik Tik heart!"

"Aw, isn't that sweet?" Ashlynn says, giving the two kobolds a great big hug and lifting the two of them up in the air. "Hey, everyone. Remember, this is a tournament of pleasure! We're all here to have fun, and don't you forget it! Now, how about we go hit some showers? Tomorrow, you and I can check out the gym, and I can show you some of my moves."

Prakibak once again is completely stuck in Ashlyn's grasp. The kobold thrashes around, unable to escape the more massive wrestler's grip. Once she finishes, he stops, blinks, and looks up to her. "Wait, you'd be willing to... to train me?"

"Sure thing," she says, giving him a wink. "You're much too cute to let go. Besides, maybe I like it if a confident guy gets a chance to beat me once in a while."

Tik Tik squeals at that. "Tik Tik would love to see sometime!"

"Well then, let's just say it's a date."

Ashlynn and her claimed kobolds exit the arena, leaving the angel to nod, smiling amongst a few of his many faces.