Wrestle Kingdom: Bash at the Beach (Patreon)

The ever-popular WK! This was one I had like halfway done and didn't want to put on the poll. Either I finished or I didn't, depending how the mood went. I had a decent vibe for the third party member but never wanted to rush it since a party even existing came pretty late in the brainstorming process. 

The weird meta-lore of Mudrissal was a weirdly fun thing to explore along the way. Also fleshing out how Mollie and Manda feel about each other, and how the hell Manda can win sometimes while still sucking as bad as she does at this game. It's mostly just her not wanting to play ball with the setting or being distracted by chat and her own ego.

More broadly speaking, I've been sleeping and reading more while poking at a novel idea, so hopefully that'll help me get back to some steady writing on here.

Mollie and Manda continued to travel into the newly unlocked lands. It felt good to make progress, though Manda had neglected to factor in the spike in difficulty. Mollie was her usual submissive self, so she wasn’t much help with the stronger enemies that appeared. Within the last few hours, Manda had been squashed by a sumo cyclops, smothered inside some purple, ectoplasmic ghost tits, and uppercutted over the horizon by a four-armed asura (just to teleport back with massive damage). The chat sure knew how to pick them. She was more than content to tap out as quickly as possible, which never seemed to be as early as she’d like.

They finally reached their quest marker at Mudrissal. It was a sunny coastal town with a variety of simple straw and wood huts mixed in with what resembled modern summer homes. It was a radiant sight, at least until one panned over to view the rather large patch of mud taking up a few hundred yards of beach up the coast.

“Oh. Gross,” Manda observed, grimacing at the thick mess.

“I guess puts the ‘mud’ in Mudrissal.”

“I actually heard about this from an NPC once,” Mollie pointed out.

“The combination of soil and salt water that happens here makes legendarily good mud. It’s a major resource of the town, and it’s shipped to places all over Wrestle Kingdom.”

“That’s not how mud works… I think. Who cares?” Manda grunted.

“This is where we need to be. One of these people is an actual player from the real world like us. We just need to find out who.”

Mollie itched her neck through her hoodie, seeming to think before she waved to a dragon-horned and tailed woman.

“Malach! Som silhe neho tu nah?” she rattled off.

The pink dragonoid looked surprised and replied in her own string of sharp but flowing words.

“Milthe go nah! Jo hay cal getiche. Slothe!”

She pointed off towards one of the more manor-like structures. Mollie nodded and smiled with a quick “Rupsh.”

“She lives up there. I asked her who the strangest and most recognizable person in town was. NPCs got to know PCs, right?

Manda looked at her stunned, barely managing to nod.

“Yea… what the hell was that, though? Does that dragon speak spanish?!”

Mollie stared in surprise back at her.

“That… was draconic. I picked it up during one of my level-ups. I picked up most of the fun abilities already so I took a few of the more useful ones along the way.”

“Oh… right. Those.”

“I tolllld you to read over your new stuff,” Mollie insisted in a whining, scolding tone.

“Alright, alright. Fine,” Manda said as she pulled up her stat block.

She had some basic abilities that were tacked on, most of which just made it easier for her to hold onto and throw around opponents. Apparently the real customization came later in the game. She skimmed over it as they walked further uptown, perusing the nicer homes until they reached what they were looking for. A few locals were positioned around in front of the large porch area, most of them with their magical cellphones out. Mollie pointed their way.

“See? Some big name celebrity lives there. I didn’t get a name but…”

“It’s Tessa!” a random goblin shouted from the crowd of fans and paparazzi. They all burst into similar sentiments.

“OMG! Tess!”

“Loch Tess Monster! We love you~!”

A dark-skinned human with long, shaggy hair stepped out from one of the home’s sliding doors. She wore what looked to be just a silk bathrobe and held a mug of coffee in one hand. She was barefoot with an incredibly fit body and big, perky breasts that pushed out the robe, lean but toned muscles showing on her limbs. Her hair was a pale shade of violet so pale it almost crossed over into silver.

Despite Tess’ casually sleepy attire, she looked wide awake and smirked suggestively at the crowd. Pictures snapped like crazy while an orc waved a “Marry me, Tess!” sign over his head. It was scrawled out across a plank of wood in his own green blood.

“Hi there, sweeties. Came all this way just for a dirty girl like me, huh?” she purred in a sultry voice.

The crowd reacted with a string of cheers, as if it was her cuing catch phrase. That or they were just that thirsty for her. Manda couldn’t tell which.

“Well don’t worry. As long as you’re here to cheer me on, I’ll keep on winning for ya. And give you a hell of a show in the process. How’s that sound?”

More gracious squeals and shouts. She had them eating out of the palm of her barely dressed hand.

“Sounds like a deal to me! Here. Help yourselves to some swag. I just got a new sponsor from Buffalo Chimera Wings. ‘If it doesn’t have wings, we’ll give ‘em some!”

“Did she just do a commercial?” Manda asked in disbelief.

Tess reached into her robe as the two travelers saw an unmistakable menu pop up in front of her face. Looking closely at her hands (which Mollie had no problem doing, since they were going into a strong woman’s cleavage), they could see the items pop into existence before she threw out some logo-plastered cups, shirts and snacks to the audience.

“Are you kidding me? I couldn’t even get sponsored by the local internet provider, and she’s getting magical fast food places?” Manda huffed.

A screen popped up in the corner of her eye. It confirmed their suspicions, updating their quest to “Recruit Tessa.”

Manda nodded her head towards the local celebrity and started weaving through the small crowd of fans. Tessa had blown the crowd a kiss and turned to head inside by the time they scrambled onto her deck.

“Hey! Hey, hold up a sec,” Manda called after her.

She scaled over the banister while Mollie struggled to get over. Manda gave her a quick tug on her hood to yank her over before she went waving at Tessa. The purple-haired woman blinked at her quietly.

“I thought you guys had learned,” Tessa noted curiously.

She held up two fingers and flicked them towards Manda.

“Boundaries,” she said pointedly.

The redhead ran into another invisible wall, stumbling back and rubbing her nose.

“Fucking magic walls!” she hissed, getting Tessa to raise her eyebrows.

“Oh! That’s new. I also don’t think I’ve ever seen someone around here wearing a hoodie before. Aren’t you hot in that thing?”

“I’m fine,” Mollie squeaked out, scrambling to her feet and squirming under the sudden attention.

“Yea, we’re not locals at all. We’re from, y’know. The world beyond this one,” Manda pressed.

Tessa looked at her expectantly, sipping her coffee.

“So like… you’re from Refelry or something?”

“What? No, I mean we’re real!” Manda snapped.

“Mollie and me are humans from the human world. Not like… elves or catgirls. Not even fantasy bullshit humans with pun names. We came here to find you so we can escape the game.”

Tessa waved a hand, causing a ripple through the air as she dismissed her barrier. She shrugged and opened up the sliding door to her beach house.

“Interesting. Well come on in,” she replied politely.

They followed her inside, finding the summer home just as luxurious on the inside. Landscape paintings of The Macho Mountains and Pauper’s View were hung up by posters of herself, gleaming gold belts, and signed photographs of her with some monstergirl or another. She opened up a seemingly empty wood and glass cupboard, just to reach inside and pull out a bottle of some sparkling pink liquid. She poured three glasses out at her coffee table before sitting in a plush loveseat and crossing her bare legs, sipping from one of the snifter glasses.

“Should you be drinking this early?” Manda asked, frowning at the offered drinks.

“Pep Potion? Sure. It’s great for giving you a quick pick-me-up. And not just because I was paid to say that, but I’ve done some far nastier things for pay.”

Tessa winked at the other girls. Mollie blushed so hard that Manda could feel the heat radiating off her from a seat away. The Spanish girl quickly gulped down her own glass, just to pause and lick her lips.

“If you want anything stronger,” Tessa offered.

“I’ve got dwarven beer, halfling hard cider, wrestle elf fermented protein shakes… any why not?”

She raised her glass with a smile.

“We’re in paradise. Sunny beaches, never age, ever die, can’t get sick or hungry or poisoned beyond a silly status effect… and we’re some of the most powerful creatures in the world out here.”

Manda picked up her drink and realized what she was saying.

“So you actually like it here?”

“Of course! Look around you! I have a mansion. Fans. An endless source of money. They talk about there being some dark champion threatening the realm, but in all the time I’ve been here, they haven’t so much as budged beyond their spooky little borders. It’s all a game, so why not enjoy it? Really get your money’s worth.”

“Wait wait… how long have you been in here?” Manda pressed.

Tessa looked up and considered this for a while, taking her time as she swished her glass. Mollie’s eyes rapidly darted towards and away from her as her robe started to slip down one shoulder, giving an even greater view of her big dark bosom.

“Few months? It’s hard to tell when the time of day only really changes for certain events. Definitely more than three weeks, I’d say, but I’m not sure how time works between here and out there.”

“MONTHS!?” Manda blurted.

“You’re kidding me! This place is me getting my ass kicked three times a day! And my chat loves it, you bunch of pervs! I’m sure as hell not staying in here for that long, as according to some rhyming lady, we need four people from our world to escape. So I’d LOVE to have your help on this before I start seeing comments that the police are trying to find where I went!”

Tess tapped her fingernail thoughtfully on the arm of her chair.

“I see. Well how about this? I’m not especially interested in the whole ‘going back’ thing. I was a personal trainer with a dead social life, so this whole permanent vacation thing has been going great for me. But it’s nice to see some fresh faces that don’t run off the algorithm for a change. So… how about we wrestle for it?”

“Of course!” Manda groaned while Mollie hissed a “Yessss.”

“Whatever. Summon the ring or whatever you do here.”

Tessa wagged a finger at her.

“Oh, it’s not that simple. See, every…”

The violet-haired fighter paused to do some mental math.

“Week or so? Something like that. They have a weekly-or-so mud wrestling tournament and I happen to be the local champion. Win the title and I’m all yours.”

Mollie grabbed Manda’s arm and squeezed.

“Manny! We gotta win this title!” she gasped.

“What!? I know! I’m trying to escape here too!”

“Huh? Oh right right right. Escaping,” Mollie muttered, blushing hard.

Manda rolled her eyes. “So when does this thing start next?”

“Every few times I step out of that door, so… considering the crowd was there just now, whenever we feel like leaving. So did you want any of that halfling cider, enjoy it now before…”

Manda could appreciate the comfort of the celebrated champ’s home, but she was more angry and bitter than appreciative. She sat up quickly and threw open the door to the back deck. As soon as it opened, the weather snapped into even sunnier and without a cloud in the sky. There were banners and a few food stalls up as an all-out celebration had the beach packed with partying locals, monsters and tourists. A pair of ogres stood waist-deep in the waves, having a chicken fight with two gnomes sitting on their shoulders. Some visitors sunned out on the sand while others let themselves sink or roll in the apparently popular mud baths.

As expected, there was a wrestling ring built in the middle of the muck. Its mats sloped downward and inward, creating a shallow pit that left room for a foot-thick layer of mud for the fighters to wade through.

“Attention people of Mudrissal!” a voice called from overhead. Manda looked up at what she expected to be a speaker, but turned out to be a fairy with her hands cupped around her mouth.

“The annual mud wrestling tournament is about to begin! There is still time to sign up if you hurry!”

Manda frowned up at the shouting fae before looking over her shoulder.

“Annual?”

Tessa had strolled after her, still nursing her drink. She nodded.

“And this happens every third time you open the door?”

“You think they’re going to make you wait a year every time you want to do this quest? It’s just a minor bug to keep things going smoothly for new adventurers.”

“I cannot wait to get out of this stupid place,” Manda grumbled as she stomped off through the partying NPCs to sign up.

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Mollie scampered along with Tessa, sheepishly keeping her distance from the champ while trying to catch up with Manda. The black young woman gave a few gestures on her menu and her robe glowed around her, bursting as she swapped her costumes into a dark purple bikini. It clung to her curves, boosting her already sizable breasts up higher. It made the boxing girl’s thick pants and hoodie look that much more outlandish on the warm beach. Mollie stared as little as she could at Tess’ chest before tearing her eyes away.

“See something you like?” Tessa purred.

“Huh?! Wha?! Haha noooo… I mean, yes, but…”

“Help yourself,” the local champ encouraged.

She gestured towards the booths, pausing to wave at a thrilled-looking golem that saw her.

“The food’s all free during the festival. I know we don’t need to eat, but it’s nice to indulge. I haven’t put on a pound since I got here.”

“Oh! Haha! Right,” Mollie rambled, blushing and looking away again.

“No, I’m good. It’s a nice place and all, but we should probably… y’know. Make sure reality’s still there or somethin’.”

Tessa looked Mollie up and down before cracking a smile.

“Ohhh I see. So you’ve got someone waiting for you back home,” she mused.

“Huh!? No way!” Mollie blurted.

“I was living alone in a dorm with hardly any irl friends.”

“Maybe you didn’t before.”

Mollie froze in her tracks, breaking into another burst of blust. Tess stepped in behind Manda as she signed her name at a table, giving Mollie one more nod over her shoulder.

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As soon as Mollie signed up, a brass bell rang across the beach. The announcer fairy flew over the crowd and started calling out.

“Creatures of Mudrissal! The time has come for another tournament!”

The audience hooted as another ring was conjured into the middle of the beach. It had the shallow mud that Manda expected, something like the rings they saw in the swamp. The watery, ankle-deep stuff seemed much slicker and easier to move in than what they saw against the monkey guardians. A sign appeared by the water in another puff of smoke, revealing the brackets to the tournament.

“Are you kidding me?!” Manda blurted out.

“All these fans and papers and it’s for FOUR people!? And half of them are us!?”

“At least that gives us some pretty good odds,” Mollie pointed out, cracking a smile in amusement.

Four pictures of the competitors' heads had been put up on the board; chibi little faces of each wrestler. It really was Manda, Mollie and Tessa making up most of it. A wild-haired blonde woman with a rather manic grin was on there to fill in the second slot against Manda.

“I’m pretty sure the game didn’t think to program this part for three players instead of one. Makes it wig out a little,” Tessa admitted to them calmly.

“Like when you’re trying to join a quest you already beat in somebody else’s game in an MMO!” Mollie exclaimed.

“Something like that. Sure.”

Manda sighed and shook her head. “Whatever. Moll, beat her as with your crazy stupid stats. I’ll go ahead and maybe try to win for once. I’ve got something to actually give a shit about this time. Just in case there’s more bullshit rules.”

“No bullshit here, ladies,” Tess assured her.

“Don’t believe you. But go on.”

“Pin, KO or tap out and it’s over. That’s all there is to it. Oh, and beach-themed attire only. Now you’re up first, red.”

Manda found herself teleported into the ring wearing a red and white bikini instead of her leotard. She turned and glared back at the bemused watching Tessa before looking back at her opponent.

“First up, we have Manda versus Fortina Bellringer!” the fairy announced.

Fortina was barely pushing four feet tall, but widely built with some long and messy blonde hair. It was tangled and thick, sticking straight up in random places where it had been pulled or curled. She blinked more rapidly than Manda felt comfortable with, and her eyes darted like a kid on too much sugar. She wore a dark gray one piece with a wide open boob window clasped together with a thick brass ring.

“Gettin’ in the ring with a ring dwarf?! I’ll speedrun ya through, ya scrawny wench! Hahaha!” she cackled in a high and accented voice.

Manda cringed but nodded along. She remembered the mention of ring dwarves not too long ago as something akin to this world’s hackers within the video game itself.

“Whatever, hammer tits. We’ll see if I step on you before I even get to pin you,” the surly streamer snapped back.

The tightly packed crowd cheered as the bell rang to start the fight. Manda came rushing out right away, but Fortina moved much faster. At least that was how it looked as the thick little blonde became a blur and suddenly tackled into Manda’s knees. She went rushing right past like a speeding bumper car as the redhead flipped completely head over heels, landing flat on her back in the mud.

Manda gave a husky grunt as she landed, shaking her head. She tossed some of the muck sticking to her hair away in the process as she glared back at the ring dwarf.

“Fast for a little gal, aren’t you?” she grumbled as she forced herself back up. Thankfully the mud wasn’t as thick as the stuff she’d fought in earlier.

“You’d be surprised what chip damage can do,” Fortina rattled off hastily.

She bobbed from one foot to another, taking a few practice jabs at the air as she giggled madly to herself. Manda shook off her strangeness, deciding it would be more of a distraction than a benefit to figure out what the hell she was doing. She planted her feet in the mud, making sure they were secured against the mat to try and catch the speedy dwarf on her way back in.

Fort came in rushing at a normal speed expected of her stubby build, but just as Manda reached for her the blonde’s entire body became covered in static. Her appearance briefly warped before she vanished, making Manda grab nothing but empty air.

“Invincibility frames FTW!” Fortina’s voice cackled behind her, slamming a solid fist up between Manda’s legs.

The redhead gave a huge, miserable grunt as she clutched her groin, falling down to her knees. Her eyes bugged out and her mouth hung open as Fortina hopped out in front of her with her fists raised. She unleashed a swift series of punches, tagging Manda with a quick pair of uppercuts before stooping down to deliver a pair of punches just above her covered pussy. All the while, the twitchy dwarf seemed to mutter to herself.

“Up up down down left right left right…” she chanted as she threw in a pair of hooks, two from either alternating direction.

Even with her head ringing and her pussy throbbing, Manda recognized the classics. When Fortuna chanted “A” next, threw threw up an arm and blocked the incoming punch aimed for her breast. She timed out the new block to grab the inside of Fortina’s elbow and stop the swing for her other tit.

“A, B, START!” Manda finished for her, slamming a knee up into Fort’s groin in return.

The squeaky-voiced dwarf let out an even higher wail, bouncing off her feet before coming back down with her chubby breasts wobbling. She hopped in place, stunned by the pain as Manda finally had her opening. She grabbed Fortina around the waist, gripping the back of her swimsuit and lifting her up by it. The tight one piece wedgied up her thick booty as Manda squeezed her tightly.

“Don’t try to game a gamer, tiny!” Manda gloated before she leaned sharply backward.

She didn’t have many chances to practice, let alone get a hit in on somebody, but her body reacted perfectly for a suplex. She assumed it was some part of her programming as a Wrestler class that made the flashy grappling so especially effective. Fortina was flipped over easily and landed flat in the mud with a huge splash. Some of it gushed over Manda, but when it settled Fortina was upside down completely face-first in the mud. She twitched in ass up position, but that seemed to be unconsciously rather than her naturally jerky nature.

“Manda wins!” the fairy announced, getting a burst of cheers from the crowd.

She and Fortina were suddenly teleported out, the dull ache of post-match recovery lingering in her body. Manda stretched her leg out, trying to ease the numb sensation in her groin as best she could.

“Not bad, girl! GG!” the dwarf suddenly piped up.

She grabbed and shook Manda’s hand firmly.

“That’s some right proper gamin’ ya showed there! I dwell in the Macho Mountains, so if you ever need a bit of a hax, come lookin’ for me, why don’tcha?”

“Sure. I guess. Whatever that is,” Manda agreed quizzically.

The dwarf winked and strode away proudly despite the defeat. Manda couldn’t help but think she had dodged a bullet by not visiting the dwarves on their last adventure.

“And up next, your champion Tessa takes on the newcomer Mollie~!”

While her match went well enough, Manda was pretty confident in Mollie. Despite her weird behavior the masochistic boxer had confessed to accidentally winning way more matches than she’d initially intended. All she needed was a lucky reflex or a hard-hitting flail and she could put down just about anybody.

The tone did seem to shift as soon as the girls appeared in the ring. Tessa’s already largely exposed body was left even barer, with her tightly sculpted muscles and high, perky tits in a purple bikini to match her hair. She smiled at anyone who cared to look and posed in a little thank you for staring. Mollie’s cheeks went from her light brown to red as soon as she was in the mud, realizing she’d been zapped into a polka dotted pink bikini. She went wide-eyed and Manda could hear her mutter “Wow that’s a lotta people,” as she folded her arms over her chest. Manda frowned between the shift in her mood and the fact that both sets of tits in the ring were so much bigger than her own.

The bell rang and Mollie seemed to panic, thankfully enough. Her eyes darted around and with a witless “Uhhh!” she came out swinging. Tessa saw them coming enough to lean out of the way of her flailing gloves and as she drifted by smoothly, she ran her hand along Mollie’s smooth, slightly soft belly. She ended the caress with a firm slap on the brunette’s ass, making her yip and jump in surprised embarrassment.

“Ok, Moll. Stop messing with her and get… huh?”

Manda stopped her coaching as a spiral pattern started to hover over Mollie’s head. She blinked vacantly for a moment as she squirmed and blushed, looking unsure what to do next. Tessa just smiled knowingly.

“Did you ever look at the Sweet Talker feat, sugar? Fun little thing. Lets me see the stats of anybody I’ve talked to.”

She stepped in closer and Mollie took another wide, wild swing, but Tessa barely had to try to dodge that. She stopped short and Mollie nearly tripped over her own feet. Tessa smiled wider and clapped her hands together, slapping the boxer’s boobs together between them. She gasped and jumped again, folding her arms across her stomach rather than her chest. Another symbol, this time a heart, appeared to join the spiral over Mollie.

“And I have to say, you are some easy pickings. With Accuracy and Willpower that low, you’re just a sweet little treat for a proper Sexfighter. Aren’t you, sweetie?” Tessa cooed.

She cupped her hand under Mollie’s chin. She had hardly gotten hit at all, but she was already looking wobbly on her feet. Her eyes fluttered, struggling to see straight but she nodded as her arms hung limply beside her.

“Y-yes, mommy,” she moaned meekly.

“There’s a good girl.”

Tessa grabbed Mollie roughly by the hair and pulled her into a kiss. The audience went nuts as the two dark-skinned girls in bikinis suddenly made out in the middle of the ring, their big breasts mashing together. Manda blushed and looked away for a minute, which let her eye catch the chat.

>So that’s confusion? Like hitting herself?

>That’s Distracted. Google says it screws up her aim.

>second one’s Charmed. She’s less likely to attack or act against the user. Sexifitr’s seem to be all about status effects

>I’d like her status <3!

Manda rubbed her face in her palm. “Like she wasn’t bad enough at this,” she muttered as a symbol of a fist striking a heart appeared to join the others.

Tessa kept making out and caressing Mollie, using her as more of a prop for a photoshoot than she was actually fighting her. The audience at it up as Tess casually slid a hand away and brought it crashing into Mollie’s stomach. She huffed and doubled over from the clearly painful cheap shot, but she gawked and smiled with a glassy look in her eyes.

“Ohhhhhh harder~” she moaned out, her eyes starting to roll back in her head .

Manda had seen her get in a masochistic mood on her better days, but this was a whole new level. The brunette was rubbing her gloves between her legs, panting and gasping lewdly as the chat filled her in again: Punchdrunk was even stronger, making them think they were healing from damage and grow to like it.

“More~! Please more,” Mollie panted breathlessly as she kept openly masturbating with her gloves.

“Anything for you, beautiful,” Tess chuckled knowingly.

She took Mollie by the hair and lifted her back upright. Mollie looked almost delighted to see her as the confusing effects boggled her mind. Tessa winked at her and shoved her back, making her bend over the top rope. Mollie’s big breasts hung over them for the crowd as Tess simultaneously buried some short punches into her ribs and let her fingers dance over Mollie’s skin. Judging by the noises she made, Mollie seemed to appreciate them both equally.

Tess spent the next minute or so putting on a show with her match. She humped against Mollie’s ass and popped her tits out of her bikini, pinching and twisting her nipples. That mix of pleasure and pain left her not knowing what to feel anymore as the boxer moaned loudly, shaking hard as an orgasm visibly soaked the crotch of her swimsuit and ran down her leg. Her big breasts wobbled around over the ropes as her whole body went limp.

“Eaaaasy there, girl! Didn’t think you’d like it that much!” Tessa laughed merrily.

She leaned past Mollie to kiss her on the mouth again. This time she pulled on the ropes, making Mollie flop past her into the mud and land flat on her back.. She stared up at the summer sky, breathing and sighing unsteadily as Tessa planted a muddy foot on her naked tits. Manda didn’t need to hear the countdown to know the match was over.

“Tessa wins! As if there was any doubt!” the fairy announced proudly.

Tessa blew the crowd some kisses before the girls were warped back out. Molly was back on her feet and dressed as she gasped, seeming to just wake up from her status-filled state. Manda squeezed her arm to steady her.

“You okay there, Moll?”

“I’m great!” Mollie admitted suddenly enough to make Manda jump.

“Oh my… wow, she got all the right spots. I… I feel like I went through a massage instead of a wrestling match! She’s so good with her hands. I mean, I kind of blacked out and feel like I missed half the match but… wowwww!”

Mollie sighed deeply and Manda bit her lip, avoiding meeting the masochistic boxer’s eyes.

“Yeaaa ok,” she muttered as she tried to focus on Tessa.The black girl looked up and gave her a friendly wave like nothing had happened, which just seemed to rub it in worse.

“That does it,” Manda huffed.

“Nobody hurts… er… makes my friend feel really comfortable and appeals to her fetishes better than she realized,” she said as toughly as she could.

The bell rang again and the two remaining heroes were teleported into the ring once again. Tessa’s smile widened at Manda.

“Hate to tell you this, girl,” Tessa warned playfully. “But remember that thing I said about the stats? Let’s just say your best shot just went down in a muddy, cummy mess back there. But don’t worry. I’ll make it look good.”

Tessa winked at Manda and the crowd was immediately on her side. Manda just frowned and braced herself in the mud.

“I did not come all this way and get my ass beat a dozen times by fucked up titty monsters just for you to tell me I can’t go home because you think reality’s boring cuz there’s no goblins there to kiss your ass! I don’t need numbers to knock your ass out!”

The crowd oohed at her spicy response but Tessa just smiled wider.

“Hon, we are gonna put on one hell of a show. You know that, right?”

Manda started to shuffle out, looking a bit unsteady in the watery mud. Tessa strode out far more confidently, just for Manda to suddenly kick up her foot. The big splash of mud she’d gathered up flew up into Tessa’s face and made her flinch as it splattered over her chest and eyes.

“Here’s mud in your eye!” Manda shouted as she juked left, trying to come at Tess from a fresh angle.

She lunged in and speared the sexfighter around her hip, bringing her down to her knees. The audience variously shouted and booed as they went splashing down, but Tess didn’t need to see that clearly to know where she was when they were pressed body to body. Tess wrapped an arm around her head and hip-tossed Manda into the mud, ending up on top of her. She planted her hands on either side of Manda’s head, smiling down at her as her tussled hair hung down to veil their faces.

“Don’t think I’m all pretty face, darlin’,” Tessa warned with a playful smile.

Manda blushed, finding it difficult to deny the fit and hot woman on top of her was definitively attractive. She’d have been dying for a collab if she was still streaming. She tried to shove her off but Tess had already let go of the mats with one arm, dropping herself tits first onto Manda’s face. The big black jugs hit hard and Manda’s vision blurred, and not just from the fact that she had muddy tits in the way. Even what she did saw seemed to spin and swirl as she clearly put some kind of dizzied effect on her.

“Hope your fanboys appreciate the show,” Tessa purred, shaking her shoulders to wobble her tits in Manda’s face. They jiggled around enough that they slapped lightly against each of her cheeks, putting on another spectacle with Manda as her prop. Tess crawled up to her knees, sitting on Manda’s face as she threw up her hands in preemptive triumph. She bounced in place, making her full booty bounce on Manda’s smaller breasts as her own jugs flopped around to the fans’ delight.

Manda fumbled at her opponent before one hand caught on Tess’ chest. She pushed as hard as she could, making her flop off to one side. It knocked Tess’ tit out of the cup of her bikini, but for all she knew she had wanted that to happen anyway. Tess put a hand to her lip in a little “naughty me!” gesture while still rising back to her feet.

Manda tried to follow but her legs wobbled out from underneath her. She fell back to her knees as Tessa grabbed a handful of her red hair.

“Careful, honey. Let me give you something softer to catch your fall.”

Tess knelt in front of Manda and pulled her face back between her breasts. They were bare now with the hard nipples stroking past Manda’s cheeks, making her go beet red. Part of it was embarrassment and part was just not being able to breathe with all the muddy skin in her face. She let out some muffled yells, flailing and thrashing around as her head continued to spin.

“See? That’s all it takes to win around here. How many pokemon battles or rpg boss fights have you seen become a total pain in the ass from just one or two status effects? You’re fightin’ uphill from the very beginning. Even without your tiny little level…”

Tessa accentuated her statement by untying Manda’s bikini from behind her back, letting it drop and stroking over her own modestly round breasts.

“What’s your plan to win with your strength and speed down to nothing? Can’t play the game if you don’t have the numbers,” the cocky sexfighter teased.

Manda’s eyes widened. She realized something quite suddenly if that was all that Tessa was talking about. When she’d leveled up, she did pick up a feat or two in the process. If she hadn’t noticed, that meant she could only see stats, which meant she didn’t know the one thing she’d ended up being good at.

Manda wrapped her arms tightly around Tessa’s waist. The black girl grunted and winced, feeling the solid grip around her waist. She tried to pull away, just to stop short and fall back into the mud with her opponent. Tess looked down wide-eyed as she saw “Handsy” flash over Manda’s head.

“I’m starting to think Wrestler was a shitty class to start with,” Manda huffed as she found herself freed some the attempted tit smother.

“But when all I can do is grapple, hanging on gets a whole lot easier.”

Manda gave a loud grunt as she forced herself to stand up. Her legs were still shaky but that didn’t matter since she wasn’t planning on staying up. She lunged forward and focused on keeping her death grip on Tessa, bringing her slamming back down against the nearest turnbuckle. Manda was briefly glad for the difference in their bust size; Tessa groaned loudly as her back hit the ringpost, but her big tits provided some comforting padding when Manda came crashing down on top of her. The audience spiked at the sudden turn in the tide, even if it was against their local champ.

Tess’ eyes went wide, startled at first and then just vaguely impressed. She flashed a brief, flimsy smile before she grabbed between Manda’s legs, squeezing her nails into her crotch. The redhead squealed and her hands went to catch Tessa’s wrists. That unfortunately counted as releasing her otherwise unbreakable grip. The violet-haired sexfighter just had to sweep a leg under hers and brought her back down into the mud.

“Appreciate the hustle, red. Really. Most fun I’ve had in a long time,” Tess assured her as she stepped over the downed and dazed redhead.

She wrapped her legs around Manda’s neck and squeezed, putting her strong legs from wrestling and untold sexual experience together to crush her head like a vice. Manda gagged as her head spun from the status, lack of air, arousal, or a little of everything at once.

“Go ahead and tap out. Otherwise I’ll be happy to play with your limp little body while you’re KOed,” Tessa purred enticingly.

Manda couldn’t choke out a real response. She could, however, grab onto Tessa’s legs. She couldn’t budge her, but her Handsy ability kicked in again as she refused to let go. She grunted as she stood back up, lifting Tess a good 5 feet off the ground as she reached her full height. The champ’s eyes went wide to find that she still had that much strength in her, whether game-based or not.

“F-fuck you!” was all Manda could manage to cough out before she swung Tess over her head and back into the mats. She hit so hard that the mud completely left the ring, splashing straight up to show the slick, bare surface before splashing back down. Manda had a split second where she could see Tess’ stunned expression before the mud came piling down on her, burying her in a messy barrage of the stuff. She was barely visible as her head spun, eyes fluttering briefly before she looked up at Manda.

“Damn that’s hot,” was all she could mumble before she blacked out. The bell rang out once again.

“AMAZING! In a never before seen comeback, Manda wins! She’s our new champion!” the announcer blared as the audience got over their shock and cheered. Manda blushed and itched her cheek. Winning was pretty rare for her, but people cheering for her was even rarer.

The ring sank back into the ground and the three girls were returned to standing next to each other. Molly squealed with delight and threw her arms around Manda’s neck, jumping up and down.

“Wow! That was amazing! I can’t believe you did it! I mean of course you did it!”

>well I lost a bet. Here’s a 50 dono

“Shut up,” Manda grumbled, swiping her chat window aside.

She tensed up when Mollie leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. They both froze before Mollie suddenly retreated, clearing her throat.

“You had uh… had some mud on your cheek…” she fumbled feebly for an excuse.

“Yea. Cool. Thanks,” Manda said with a nod.

“Oh you two are just precious,” Tessa chimed, stepping up to them with a warm smile still on her face.

“But a deal’s a deal. Hope you don’t mind me turning your adventuring duo into a thrupple.”

She winked as a blaring, triumphant music played and “Tessa has joined your Stable!” flashed over their heads.

“I’m sure Mollie won’t mind the company,” Manda sniffed dismissively, trying to pretend she wasn’t getting excited in the ring herself. It was probably just the status affects.

“Maybe,” Tess shrugged.

“But I forgot what going up against an actual player can be like. And forgot how much I can miss that kind of interaction. Maybe I could use a little vacation away from my vacation. At least until I get you girls home and back where you came from.”

“Right… where we came from…” Mollie muttered, seemingly distracted by something.

Tess eyed the two of them and gave a small push against Manda’s lower back. The redhead stumbled forward and gave the newcomer a strange look.

“I’ve got to go pack up my things into my inventory and get you your new belt. You two wait here for me?” the former champ asked with a sly smile.

“Yea. Sure,” Manda shrugged.

Once she left them alone and the crowd seemed to go back to their idle NPC work, Manda lightly bumped Mollie with her shoulder.

“You okay?”

“Uh… yea,” she confirmed with a blank expression. “Why?”

“You just seemed kind of out of it when she talked about going back. I know you like it here, but I don’t think it’s healthy for you to stay here being the bitch of horny monsters, right?”

“Oh! Of course not. I get that!” Mollie insisted. “It was fun while it lasted and maybe I can even get back in some day… it’s just… other stuff. I might miss some of that here.”

Manda nodded awkwardly. “Yea, well… look. Are you on Facebook? Twitter? Anything like that?”

Mollie nodded sheepishly. She hunched her shoulders, turtling herself a bit deeper into her hoodie.

“Then how about this? Once we’re out of this dumbass game, I PROMISE you… I’ll come find you. Wherever you live, I’ll look you up and we can hang out and stuff. How’s that?”

Mollie’s eyes lit up at that. She almost looked like she’d cry if not for the twitching goofy smile cracking out across her face.

“I… wow… I think that’d be great,” she blathered, fidgeting with her sleeves while stuffing them into the front of her hoodie. Manda had to smile at her cute and awkward little dance.

“Alright! That’s my entire house and dozens of belts. Here you go!” Tessa announced.

She tossed a belt to Manda, which vanished into her inventory immediately. Tess folded her fingers and stretched them out over her head. She had changed into a belly-exposing shirt and a pair of jean shorts now that she was back in some casual “travel” attire.

“So! Where we off to next?”

Manda checked her menu for another quest marker. She shrugged.

“That way… I guess?”

“Wait! But… but champ!” a random goblin in a bikini squeaked.

“Yea! What about the title?! What about the mud wrestling tournaments!?” pleaded an elven himbo.

“Fuckin’... I don’t care?” Manda said, furrowing her brow in frustration. “Look, we got a lot of shit going on.”

“But all we do is ship out mud!” some kind of bird-headed man wailed. “What are we gonna do without the tournament?!”

“Don’t care! Fuck! You’re all gonna disappear when I stop looking or some bullshit anyway! Why don’t you like… fish? Become a fishing town.”

“What’s fishing?” a mermaid wading in the water asked.

“Oh my fuckin…” Manda growled, clenching her fists. She looked up at the sky and flipped it off.

“SEE!? This is why Wrestle Kingdom officially sucks my ass! You don’t even have a fishing minigame! Figure it out, you NP-ieces of shit!” she barked before stomping off, her newly fleshed out party coming along right behind her.