A videogame themed beatemup story, based on some art by Markydaysaid the buyer also bought.
Blaire and Nira were two popular fighters in the local coliseum. They were powerful, sexy and two of the tougher competitors around. They shared a manager in the Ryan, a young blue genie gamer boy, which was all that kept them from clashing in the arena. They took every opportunity to fuckfight, but neither seemed to land a decisive enough victory to determine who was on top. Their constant sparring kept them strong and clearly the main characters of Fuckfight City.
The girls showed up at the training dojo at the same time. Nira was already dressed in her ninja attire, clad in a skintight bodysuit and fishnet leggings. Her dreadlocks were tied tightly behind her head, leaving room to view plenty of her dark skin. The only real armor she wore was on her metallic arm and legguards.
Blaire dressed in even skimpier clothes. The urban witch’s tattered hoodie made it resemble a skimpy cloak, showing her abs to remind people she was more than a couple of spells. Her shaggy blue hair hung over her face, adorned with several gold hair clips. Further jewelry and bandages decorated her body, and her jeans were in such a shredded state that her pentagram pattern thong were almost completely visible.
“You’re goin’ down today, bitch. I’m gonna make you squirt,” Nira promised as she clenched her fist. Several purple dildos appeared between her fingers, manifested out of her chi.
“In your dreams,” Blaire scoffed. “I’m the top witch bitch around here and you’re still a Naruto wannabe slut. I’ll be glad to put you back in your place.” She clenched her fist as green flame sprouted around it. With a bit of focus, it shaped into a crackling green cock.
The two seemed ready to throw down in the locker room when their phones buzzed. They looked back to find a notification that Ryan had left them a message.
“What do you think’s his problem?” Nira scoffed.
“Probably just a group message asking everyone to watch his Witchstream,” Blaire sighed. She still opened it up and found a video attachment. The blue, clear-eyed djinn was at his computer, adjusting his webcam. His ball cap was turned around backward behind his pointed ears. One could easily see him as kind of a douche at a glance, but the girls were familiar enough with his double dicks and blue balls to know he was sweet and well worth it.
“Hey, fans. Time for another magical stream show with your boy, Ry! Today we’re cracking open Devil Bust… huh?”
There was the sound of a door opening in the background. Ryan looked off camera, a panicked look crossing his face.
“Woah! Who are you jerks supposed to be? Those are… I recognize those outfits! Did Carmella send you?! Tell her I didn’t do shit to-”
The mouthy genie broke into a wail as a gloved hand reached from off camera. They hit a button on a cellphone and with a panicked wail, Ryan was sucked into the screen. The hand reached up and switched off the camera.
“So it wasn’t a stream notification. It was a cry for help,” Blaire mused, glaring at her phone.
“I’d say streaming qualifies as a cry for help,” Nira huffed before thumping her gauntleted fist into her palm. “But I get your point. Nobody fucks with our manager boytoy.”
Blaire nodded and flipped through her phone. “Says here there’s a Carmilla that works as a rival manager in the arena. I’m sure she’s the type who’d want him out of the way.”
“Sounds like as good a lead as we’re gonna get. Let’s jam.”
The girls put away their phones and ran towards the nearest window. With a dramatic double jump-kick, they smashed it open and went flying out into the streets of Fuckfight City. Nira broke into some rapid front flips while a pair of acidic-green bat wings made of magic shot out of Blaire’s back, the two somehow landed gracefully and safely among the broken glass.
They broke off into a run, running past all manner of strange locals. Fuckfight City drew in all sorts of rough customers. Prospective arena fighters, nearby orc tribes, hungry and horny succubi, scrappy goblins, zombie bimbos, vampire hookers, renegade sexbots… it was common for the main girls to run into a brawl or a sudden challenge every day of the week. On the plus side, those sorts of women dropped a good amount of XP or power-ups. Sometimes even a whole lunch as a knocked out bitch dropped a roasted chicken, plate and all.
“So where’s this Carmilla headed?” Nira asked, breaking into a speedy sprint. With her arms spread out behind her, there was a blur of afterimages just behind her.
Blaire followed close behind, throwing out her hands and creating a bright green skateboard out of her magic. It left shallow streaks of green fire in her wake as she casually cruised along on her magic board.
“It said she lived downtown in the monster district. She’s listed as a full-blooded vampire living in a high-end apartment called Slutstone Towers. Even if Ryan’s not there, we can shake her down to find out more.”
Nira couldn’t respond before a door to a nearby building flew off its hinges. The girls skidded to a halt as four busty green women with stitched on random parts of their bodies stepped out. They were all busty and skimpily dressed, their hair gray or silver when it wasn’t dyed some other outlandish color.
“Skaaanks,” the lead zombie hooker droned, reaching towards the ambushed duo.
“Just our luck,” Nira huffed as she took up a fighting stance. “We’re in a hurry, grave humpers, so fuck off!”
The groaning women kept moving in sluggishly but surely.
“At least they didn’t bring their necropimper,” Blaire huffed as she stomped her skateboard. It flipped into the air and vanished in a puff of smoke. She held out a hand and with another flash of green light, an enchanted baseball bat appeared in her hand. “Let’s fuck ‘em up and get this over with.”
Nira sprinted towards the sluggish sluts, easily outmaneuvering them to keep them from ganging up on them. She ran circles around them before she summoned a pair of katanas into her hand and darted between them amidst the confusion. In a flurry of slicing blows, the zombies’ clothes were shredded off their bodies. Nira landed in a crouch, twirling her weapon before she thrust it backward, driving the dull end of her handle into one of their pussies. The zombie broke into a shocked moan as she doubled over, the grip of her sword stuck inside her like a dildo.
“Vibrating Jutsu!” Nira shouted, smacking the butt of her palm against the blade of her katana. The weapon clanged softly as its thin blade quivered, getting the zombie’s cries to grow higher pitched as she crossed her legs.
Nira rolled aside, leaving room for Blaire as she summoned a ball of flame in her fingerless gloved fist. Its fire resembled a wickedly grinning face as she tossed it up and cracked it with her magical bat, sending it flying in between the startled zombies. It blew up in a burst of green fire, knocking them back in all directions. One tumbled to a stop at Blaire’s feet where the witch planted a boot on her bare tits. The zombies winced, but it was a small distraction compared to Blaire following it up by ramming the head of her bat into her pussy.
The zombie shrieked but then moaned as the witch started pumping it more rapidly. The zombie’s thighs squeezed around the bat, shivering until the rough fucking proved too much for her. She gave a high-pitched wail as she squirted zombie cum over the impaling bat, falling limp on her back as she was KOed by the massive orgasm. A handful of gold coins magically flew out of her body, floating just above her downed form.
“Enjoy that, slut,” Blaire scoffed dismissively. She walked away from the downed zombie skank, but the bat kept pumping on its own as it fucked the busty undead silly.
One of the zombies rose up and charged at Nira from behind. She didn’t even have to look as she whirled around, slicing her sword right across its neck. She sidestepped the stumbling body as she caught the zombie’s head by her long, bleach blonde hair. The undead hooker blinked back at her in surprise, apparently woken up by the decapitation.
“Hey! It’ll take a lot more than that to stop me!” the zombie objected as her body stumbled around blindly.
“Oh, I know. Just making it easier to own your ass,” the urban ninja taunted. She caught the zombie’s body by the skirt, pulling her back towards her and yanking down her panties. She stretched them out enough to shove the zombie’s own head into her crotch, leaving her nose buried in her own pussy. The undead slut mumbled and groaned in protest, but Nira hit her in the back of the head with rapid punches and palm strikes. It drove the moaning zombie’s face and lips into her own vag, forcing her to eat herself out until she squirted a heavy orgasm over her own lips and nose. Her eyes rolled back into her brainless skull as both halves of her fell to the ground, landing in a heap of cum and coins.
The last zombie grabbed Blaire from behind, bearhugging her big green boobs into her back. Blaire just scowled at her and grabbed her necklace’s pentagram. She muttered a few indecipherable words and a large green energy arm shot out of the ground, punching its way straight inside the zombie hooker’s pussy.
With her captor gasping in shock and pain, Blaire easily broke free from her grasp. She whirled around and raised her fists, sending a barrage of punches into the zombie’s big jiggling tits. She groaned in pain as they flopped around her chest, stuck in place by the magical fisting while Blaire’s punched juggled her jugs. Blaire glared with determination as she pummeled her breasts until a streak of white splashed across her cheek. Blaire smirked and licked a bit of milk from the corner of her mouth.
“That’s a good start. But let’s really get you gushing, slut!”
Blaire sent a few harsher punches into the wailing zombie’s breasts, getting more milk and desperate moans out of her. The witch finally drove a hook into either side of her tits, squishing them together and making the streetwalking dead wail at the top of her lungs. A thick gush of milk sprayed out of her tits as her body quivered, cumming all over the large magical fist. The zombie’s eyes rolled back and her body crumbled into pieces, panting through her gaping mouth as the coins and XP flew out of her.
“Took you long enough,” Nira chuckled, cracking her knuckles behind Blair.
“Just makin’ that money,” Blaire dismissed as she passed a hand over the pile of coins. They chimed and vanished into her inventory just by being near them. “Not all of us can suck dick behind the dumpster at MageDonalds.”
Nira lazily flipped her off before they went back into a sprint. They had a random encounter with a couple of girlgoyles, but they quickly dispatched them with their new mid-air combos. The winged stone women were soon trapped between their legs as the young warrior women facesat their heads into the pavement.
They finally came to a halt as they entered the undead district. It was littered with body shops where vendors traded heads for head, blood banks, and haunted strip clubs where you could see right through their intangible girls. It didn’t take long to spot the classy building labeled Slutstone Towers.
“You ready for this?” Blaire asked as she flexed her magical fingers.
“Just a sec,” Nira urged, raising a hand to hold her off. She turned down the road and shouted. “YO! Food bitch!”
There was a sound like a roaring engine as a dust cloud shot down the street. A busty red imp skidded to a stop right in front of the girls, tiny wings flapping hard enough to make her breasts jiggle. She grinned at the two fighters proudly, leaning on the wheeled and faintly smoking food cart in front of her.
“Heya, goils. What can I getcha?” she asked in a Brooklyn accent.
Nira reached into one of her seemingly unnecessary pouches and dropped a few coins onto the cart.
“Gimme a Buff Burger and a Booty Shake. You getting anything?”
“Better stock up as long as she’s here… gimme a KO Kola and a Defense Dildo.”
There was a cash register noise, but neither of the items appeared as they went right into their inventory.
“All done! Enjoy ‘em while you can,” the imp merchant said with a wave. She beat her wings rapidly and sped off with the sound of skidding tires and a small flash of fire left in her wake.
“Alright. Let’s get our boy in blue back,” Blaire affirmed as she turned back towards the building.
They kicked in the door together and rushed for the elevator. A few security mummies tried to shamble after them but they zapped them off with a few bursts of chi and magic. They lunged into the elevator and pounded the button labeled Boss Fights. The elevator had no walls, as usual, so they waited patiently while a few succubi came falling down to the elevator. Nira flattened one’s tits with a double palm strike, sending her flying over the edge and into the bottomless abyss of the elevator shaft. Blaire grabbed one from behind, squeezing her tits and using her as a human/demon shield to shove her around, forcing her to boob-bump into her allies and send them flying off as well.
As Nira bitchslapped the last of them off the ledge, the elevator beeped and the doors in front of them opened up. They stepped off into a large and luxurious office high above the city streets. Sitting at a wide desk was a Hispanic-looking woman in an expensive red suit with long, purple hair. She brushed it back over her shoulder before flashing a grin, baring her long, sharp canines.
“Definitely our vampire,” Blaire confirmed with a nod. She put up her fists in a loose boxing stance. “Give us back our moneymaker, you blood-sucking cocksucker!”
“Oh but it would be so boring,” Carmilla purred. She reached in between her large breasts, pushed up by her tight-fitting blouse. She pulled her cellphone out from her milky coffee-colored flesh, waving it showily before setting it down on the desk. She floated over it before standing between it and the girls.
“You’ve come all this way already. Why not cum for me next like some good little fucktoys?”
“Better bitches than you have tried,” Nira scoffed as she summoned a katana made of her glowing purple chi. She charged Carmilla as the vampire gracefully raised her hand. One of her drawers opened by itself, just for several long dildos to fly out of it. One rocketed towards Nira like a rocket, knocking the sword out of her hand as both of the weapons flew across the room. The ninjette slowed her approach, just for the other three dildos to levitate around her.
Nira managed to catch one of them in mid-flight, just for another to zip past it and stuff itself into her mouth. The urban ninja moaned loudly, just for the second to slip around behind her and stuff itself past her bodysuit and up her ass. The bootylicious assassin’s moans grew louder and higher pitched as the enchanted dildos had their way with her.
Blaire gave a quick gesture and teleported in behind Carmilla. She threw a flaming punch at her head, but the vampires swiftly bobbed her head out of the way. She grabbed the witch by her wrist and lifted her off her feet, holding her in mid-air as she tore the already tattered clothes off the enchantress.
“Well don’t you look tasty,” Carmilla purred as she licked her fangs.
“Hope you choke on my blood, you spoiled skank,” Blaire grunted as she kicked and thrashed, trying to free herself.
“Silly mortal. I’m not that kind of vampire.”
Carmilla lifted Blaire a bit higher and latched her mouth onto her pussy. The punk witch gasped as she felt her hard clit rub against the sexual monster’s softly bending fangs, her long and narrow tongue ravishing her vagina. Blaire gave a lusty wail as her tongue contorted to attack all her sweet spots, noisily slurping up her pussy juices.
With another sinister grin, Carmilla suddenly tossed Blaire into the air. She zipped after her at incredible speed, licking her pussy just to suddenly speed up to kiss her on the mouth. Then she’d warp down to suck one breast, then the other, juggling the witch with a barrage of sexual air combos. Blaire couldn’t even twitch or cry fast enough to respond to the cum vampire’s rapid attacks, shaking violently as she squirted cum from her pussy halfway across the room.
Carmilla finally stopped, letting Blaire hit the ground as she turned and snapped her fingers at Nira. The dildos suddenly glowed with a dark energy, sending crackling electricity into the shinobae. Nira shook violently as a messy burst of cum ran down her leg, letting her crumble to her knees with smoke coming out her various holes.
“I knew you’d come looking for your weenie genie,” Carmilla gloated. “I just didn’t know you two would be so easy to take down on my own.”
Nira and Blaire got back to their feet, their legs quivering and thighs wet with cum.
“Not sure I can take another nut like that,” Nira admitted to her teammate.
“Same. Let’s dip into the reserves.” Blaire reached behind her bare back and pulled out a dark blue vibrator. She spread her legs just enough to slip it inside her, giving a soft coo as it switched on and the Defense Dildo worked its magic. As pleasurable as it felt, she felt her stamina returning and her lust getting back under control.
Nira threw off the torn remains of her bodysuit, pulling her Buff Burger out from behind her hips in a way she’d never really questioned. She bit into the large burger, so stuffed with sauces and juices that it gushed out across her chest. She wolfed it down in a couple bites, hearing the assuring chime as her breasts grew a few sizes for the next few minutes. The two took on fighting poses as Nira’s extra large jugs bounced in place.
“Guess you two aren’t just one pump chumps,” Carmilla chuckled darkly. She swept her hand and the dildos sprang back to life, shooting towards the two of them. Blaire stepped out in front of them and made a few complex gestures with her fingers.
“Burning Sensation!” she commanded as a burst of green fire flew out of her punching fist. It blazed over the dildos before they fell to the ground in melting heaps of plastic.
“I’m sure it happens to lots of guys,” Blaire scoffed as Nira suddenly appeared in front of Carmilla. She threw a high kick at the vampiress, flashing her pussy to her. The vampire floated away from it just in time, landing on her desk and catching Nira by her ankle. She flung her towards the nearby window, but the ninja caught herself on it and bounced right back at her. Blaire teleported in on the other side of the vampire boss, both of them turning in midair to smash their naked asses together with Carmilla’s face right in between them.
“Booty Clap!” they shouted together as their thick asses rattled the undead businesswoman’s brain. She went crosseyed for a moment as the invaders landed on their feet.
Blaire pulled on the vampire’s ankles, tripping her onto her back. With a quick flash of mystical green fire she burned the clothes off her. Ghostly, skeletal hands appeared from the corners of the table, pinning her wrists and legs to it to leave her spread eagle.
“Get her, girl,” Blaire ordered. The ninja stood with her legs spread wide over Carmilla, hands clasped together in a traditional gesture.
“Gangbang Jutsu!” Nira yelled, two more of her appearing next to her in puffs of smoke. They were equally nude and busty, piling onto Carmilla. One buried her face into the vampire’s pussy, leaving room for Blaire to join in with her. Their tongues stroked together, sharing the taste of the lusty vampire’s pussy. Another grabbed the tan woman’s chest, sucking both her nipplies noisily.
Carmilla broke into desperate gasps and moans as the third Nira appeared beside her head. “You want something to suck on? Then suck on these!” she boasted. She lifted and dropped her enhanced tits onto the vampire’s face, knocking her silly with the heavy jugs. The moaning and captured vampire was powerless beneath their combined powers, letting Nira squeeze and grope her breasts until she was force-feeding Carmilla her breast milk.
Carmilla gasped and whined, writhing in place as her hips started to hump against the pair of fighters’ mouths. Her dizzied cries were muffled by the big ebony rack, her fangs in no position to bite hard enough to pierce their buffed boob flesh. Under their relentless attack, the vampire finally broke into a cum-curdling scream. She arched her back and squirted like a broken fire hydrant, spraying them with centuries worth of stolen cum. Drool ran from her dumbstruck face and cool milk gushed down her breasts as a dramatic flash of light filled the room. Carmilla’s eyes rolled back as the two finally dismissed their attacks, stepping back as the defeated vampire fell to the floor. The sensual businesswoman was now much thinner and bonier, looking like a very chesty mummy after all her collected lust having gushed out of her in the devastating loss. The girls didn’t even have to look to hear the XP and cash piling up from their boss fight.
With a weary sigh, the girls dragged themselves over to Carmilla’s desk. Blaire picked up the phone and gave a quick chant of echoing words, hacking the phone and activating it with a flash of light. Ryan shot out of it, taking a deep breath as if he’d just been underwater.
“Jeez! Fuck those guys,” Ryan said with a wince, scratching behind his pointed ears. “I mean, thanks you two. I knew you’d come and get me.”
“So what was this about?” Nira demanded, folding her arms over her naked chest. “What did they want with you?”
“I didn’t do anything! I mean, except win all the time thanks to you girls. Some of the competition at the arena got jealous and snatched me up. At first I thought they wanted to hold me ransom until you paid up or threw some fights, but then they started making copies.”
“Copies?” Blaire asked, raising a wary eyebrow.
“Those bitches broke me into pieces and turned me into a bunch of wish-granting apps! I’ve barely got any powers left!”
“So we’ve got a few more visits to make,” Blaire noted.
“Look on the bright side: you’ve still got both your dicks,” Nira said with a smirk.
“And I’ll be sure to put them to good use as thanks,” Ryan laughed, dark blue blush crossing his cheeks. “I’ll help you out however I can, but do you mind, uh… rescuing me like five more times?”
The girls traded thoughtful glances.
“I can throw in some new costumes and weapon upgrades.”
“Deal,” they said together.
“AND you’re fucking the both of us silly once this is done,” Nira added.
“Deal. Now can we please go save those shattered pieces of my ass?”
