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Chance's barbed cat penis pushes itself deep inside of the kobold's slit. Chance's grunts come out more like needy growls as he wraps his arms around the kobold, pulling Izon in and filling her up with his taller, thicker pole.

Izon's eyes widen for a moment, as the sensation is quite fascinating, indeed. She surmised that the cat's barbs would have been quite unpleasant if it weren't for her magic.

"S... so much," she says, gripping onto the cat's arms. "So much is just so fascinating. A whole new world of magic opens up to me, only from some simple applications."

Chance, meanwhile, picks her up, pulling her up against his chest, bouncing her smaller body against his lithe frame and his thick member. "A... ah... ho... how can... how can... nnnngh!"

He can't get the words out. Obviously, the sensitivity that Izon granted him is driving him wild. Every minor quiver of her body--every little catch of his flesh on her inside--magnifies a thousandfold for him, granting him minutes of sexual activity in seconds. That is why his lowering of her over his body goes so slowly. After all, if he were to go so fast, he would lose almost immediately.

Izon, of course, has enough faculty to realize if he had gone in raw, she would be utterly destroyed. This is a note to make for future encounters, should she make it far in this Tournament of Pleasure.

While the two go about it in their slow, deliberate motions, Tik Tik watches with tail flapping against her chair. "Look, look! She discover good combo. They hardly look like they do anything, but..."

"But, the intensity of their lovemaking is potent, indeed," Hanioc says. "Yes, many magics in your mortal realm could be used for erotic purposes. However, If a wizard is to get further in this tournament, they would need to make it to levels of understanding in eroarcana the likes of which your world hasn't seen in a long, long time.

"Izon seem like good colleague. Tik Tik want study with her."

"If she makes it through the ranks, you may not have the chance. She'll be quite busy."

A gasp erupts from the fighters, and Chance falls to his knees, tightening his grip around Izon's tummy. "Nnn... I... Izon..." he grunts, his whole body tensing up.

The kobold squirms in his grasp, rocking her hips, stimulating him. "Is that all you have, Chance?" She asks. "If so, I suppose I've gathered enough of my data for this encounter."

"N... no... I can't... I can't just... lose from... from.... Oh, fuck!"

The cat huddles over the kobold, squeezing her and gritting his teeth. In mid-sentence, cum slips out from his head, shooting up into her. Izon lets out little squeals of surprise, feeling the fluid fill her up. But soon, his cock pops free from her, shooting off more streams onto the floor in front of them. Her slit oozes with his jizz, even as he continues to fire off. The cat lets out pathetic groans, unable to control himself until his balance finally gives out. He collapses right on top of her.

For a moment, there is silence while the downed participants lay silent upon the stained ground. But, then, there came a stirring. The feline's form shifted a bit, raising up with a dazed look upon his eyes.

"Oh, my," Tik Tik gasps. "Did... did he... win?"

And with a second magical blast, Chance is knocked back, groaning and sprawled on the ground. Izon climbs up to her feet, takes a deep breath, and flutters her eyes over towards the commentators. "I suppose since he is incapacitated, I have won?"

"Indeed!" Hanioc says. "Let it be known that Izon is the winner of this battle, and will advance in the winner's bracket, while Chance will be knocked down to the lower bracket."

Tik Tik hops from her seat and skips over towards Izon. Bouncing on her toes, the pink kobold just gushes in her native tongue. "Wow, Izon. You were so smart to use such simple spells on him. I probably would have tried to do something a bit more flashy and directly stimulating to him. I never would have imagined something so basic could win the day in the Tournament of Pleasure."

Izon scratches her cheek, looking downward. "Ah, well, it wasn't really that amazing. Just a bit of cleverness, I suppose."

"No, no!" Tik Tik says, clasping Izon's hands. "You're amazing. I want to trade notes with you sometime. Maybe even try out some spells together," she says, fluttering her eyes, a little growl coming out of her throat.

"Tik Tik, we must be off," the angel says. "Perhaps, you two will have more of a chance together soon. As for Chance..." The angel raises a hand.

The cat's eyes shoot open. Chance hops up, eyes darting about. "I... what...? Aw... I lost? I didn't even get a chance to go all out.... But perhaps that is a good thing..." he says, clutching his chest. T... to much transformative magic flowing inside of me."

"Oh, really?" Both kobolds say, turning towards him again. "Do tell, do tell!

"Well, uh... did I ever tell anyone here about that spring in the Wildlands...?"

Tik Tik spins around. "Hanioc, please. Let Tik Tik study!"

The angel shakes many metaphorical heads but finally says. "Very well, Tik Tik. The Stick of Champions will direct you to the next Champion. I shall meet you there."

And so, two kobolds and a cat are left to perform all sorts of other fun experiments, at least for the time being.