**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.
Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.
## 224: First Teams
“I hope you’re not too proud of that so-called ‘victory’,” the pale-skinned Number Forty said to Number Seven, standing boldly with crossed arms in front of the man that was four full heads taller than her.
“Go find yourself some other little girls to play with until it’s your turn to die,” Number Seven said, barely acknowledging the girl’s existence. He did not even grace her with a glance, preferring to instead study the other participants in the arena.
“Getting so full of yourself after stomping a bunch of hapless fools?” Number Forty asked.
“Have you come to join a team with me?” Number Seven asked.
“Pfft!” Number Forty nearly burst out laughing. “As if!”
“Then why the hell are you even standing here, wasting both our time?”
“No doubt to inform you that your wanton cruelty shall not go unpunished!” another girl declared loudly as she walked up to the pair from the side.
A slender girl in a white and blue uniform. She had long, gory red hair that reached all the way to her naked thighs and red eyes. Her uniform was a mix of cloth and plate armor that combined with a pleated schoolgirl skirt made its damndest to accentuate her slender figure. The only off-color item was the armband on her right arm, like all the other participants. The fiery-red numbers spelled ‘fifty’.
Behind Number Fifty were her three teammates—two guys and one girl, all wearing similarly designed, white and blue uniforms, all with gory red hair color.
“You must be joking,” Number Seven said, turning his head to the other skinny girl that arrived to pester him. Only no one was laughing.
“This is no laughing matter!” Number Fifty exclaimed and stepped forward. “You had the choice to spare the unfortunate people by simply letting the time run out. You chose to murder them for no other reason than for the sport of it! Do you feel no remorse?”
“Remorse? You do realize where we all are, right?” Number Seven asked, questioning the sanity of the passionate girl.
“If it comes to killing, I will do what I must!” Number Fifty declared. “But I will do so in a fair fight, not hunt down fleeing opponents like animals.”
“And it will end with you dying unfairly, slaughtered like an animal!” Number Seven said and turned his back to the uniform-wearing quartet.
“Do not turn your back on me!” Number Fifty demanded but was ignored.
Number Seven continued walking and as he passed Number Forty, she said, “I know your secret.”
“You will die with it,” Number Seven answered, neither of the two made eye contact.
“That man’s brutality is only matched by his cowardice!” Number Fifty said through grit teeth.
“Don’t ya worry, sweetheart!” her teammate, Number Twenty-two said as he put his hand on her shoulder. “That big ol’ sack of shit will come tumblin’ down yet! Can only hope we’ll be lucky enough to match against him and take care of business first!”
“I can only hope,” Number Fifty said and clenched her fist while watching Number Seven walk away. “Before he does any more heinous misdeeds!”
Not surprisingly, Number Seven attracted many more participants. Like the giant planet whose gravitational pull kept passively attracting smaller objects. And while the two girls had no interest in teaming up with the giant man that was now also armed with the biggest weapon around—which very few people could wield properly—many other participants were highly interested in teaming up with one of the strongest participants around.
“Can we team up?”
“Pick me!”
“No, pick me! With your strength and my speed, we’ll be unbeatable!”
“They’re all losers! I’m stronger than them all! I can prove it!”
Surprisingly, Number Seven was not particularly picky. If anything, it did not seem like he listened to anyone make their case at all and instead seemed to pick his three teammates by proximity, dependant on which three dared to approach him the closest.
Number Seven ended up with a bearkin on his team who was completely covered in fur and only a head shorter than he was. The second teammate was a tall, slender, well-built leopardkin who touted his speed. While the third teammate was a short, jittery hyenakin, covered in scars and armed with several old daggers.
## 225: Beatrice’s Teammates (18+)
With not much time to measure up all the contestants, Beatrice decided to team up with the first people that agreed to. *Since I aim to win the whole thing anyway, I must rely on my powers and not on others!*
While some teams formed quickly, several participants were rejected repeatedly. Particularly those that looked just as weak as the first “volunteers” that were slaughtered minutes ago. Beatrice walked up to one such reject, a skinny waif garbed in a dark green outfit with a hood on, covering most of her face, and long sleeves hanging past the length of her arms.
“Ssssssshhhuuuuure~,” the waif hissed ominously. She adjusted her hood and scanned Beatrice with her golden eyes that had long, slit snake-like pupils. The numbers on her armband spelled sixty-six.
“…” Beatrice studied her newfound teammate for a moment and felt compelled to ask the obvious, “By any chance, do you have some sort of snake powers going on?”
“Yessssssss,” the waif confirmed. Her face was sunken, she had dark circles under her glowing eyes, and her cheekbones were protruding, making for quite a ghastly appearance.
*If she somehow lives through this and reached old age, she’d make a fine witch in the woods,* Beatrice thought and scanned the arena for two more potential teammates. Many teams had already formed, but Beatrice found one particular couple that still was on their own.
“Come on, snake lady, we still need two more,” Beatrice said and walked toward the couple, followed by Number Sixty-six who slithered behind her with a hunched posture.
“Oh, yes! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me like it’s the last day of the world!” a big-tittied milf with glasses and long, wavy dark hair moaned as she rode a man in a cowgirl position while her giant, floppy tits bounced up and down. Her glasses had a red frame, she wore no bra or panties, but had an open fur coat on that slid more and more off her naked, sweaty body. One of the sleeves was held in place by the armband with the number twenty-five on it.
“Damn I love your tits!” the man grunted as he squeezed his partner’s tits and thrust his hips up, pounding the wet pussy that met his every thrust and swallowed his cock whole. The man had sleek, oiled pink hair, done to the side. He also had glasses, though his had a pink frame. Like his woman, he had an open fur coat—light purple, with a number twenty-six on a black armband—as well as a dark purple vest and skinny pants which he opened just enough to let his dick out and in the woman’s pussy. “Nothing beats a good pre-combat fuck!”
“Ohh~ you’re always so big before a fight, baby!” the woman moaned as she matched the rhythm of his hips. “But we have to finish soon! We still need to find some teammates!”
“Never rush me when I’m enjoying your fabulous tits and cunt!” the man grunted. “It doesn’t matter anyway! We’ll take with us whoever’s left! As long as we’re together, we won’t lose to anyone!”
“Then you’re fine teaming up with us?” Beatrice asked, standing a couple of feet away from the copulating couple.
“S-sure! Whatever!” Number Twenty-six grunted, keeping all his attention on his partner’s body. “As long as you don’t bother me until I unleash my sparkly cum into this first-rate pussy!”
“Yes! Keep talking!” Number Twenty-five moaned. “Tell me how much you love my body! Cum in me as you praise my pussy! I want to orgasm just as you fill up my pussy!”
Beatrice rolled her eyes. *It’s fine! I have to be able to win even with this bunch of weirdos,* Beatrice reminded herself and was about to suggest to her snake lady partner to step aside rather than standing awkwardly next to the mating pair. But then Beatrice had a better idea. *I should increase the teamwork of my teammates. Otherwise, we’d end up a dysfunctional team split up in two pairs with no synergy!*
Beatrice looked up at the spheres above them. She did not want to reveal her powers to everyone just yet. *But if some other lady suddenly sported a giant cock, that wouldn’t draw suspicion on me, right?* *If anything, it would divert the attention from me even more!*
With that in mind, the succubus whispered something in Number Sixty-six’s ear and cast [Dick Growing] as she licked the snake lady’s ear.
## 226: The Last Ride (18++)
“Oh, baby, I’m gonna cum soon!” The big-tittied, four-eyed milf moaned as she rode her partner. Neither of them noticed how the snake lady slithered from behind the milf with an undone dark green outfit and a fat cock swinging between her thighs.
Only when she felt a cold hand cup a feel of her behind, did she notice the creeping snake lady with a ready cock in hand.
“Oh, God! Finally, another cock!” the milf cried out ecstatically. “Well don’t just stand there! Put it in! hurry!”
*Huh?* Beatrice blinked twice, not expecting that particular reaction.
“Huh?” Number Twenty-six blinked twice when he saw who was approaching his partner’s behind and asked in shock “That one was a guy?”
“Looks like it! And with a big cock too!” the milf answered with a salivating grin.
“Well, about time someone with a pair of balls and a working cock showed up!” Number Twenty-six grinned.
“Eh, now that you mention it—” Number Twenty-five was about to comment on the lack of balls on the otherwise perfectly admissible cock, but was interrupted.
“Hey, hey, hey! We don’t have all day here!” Number Twenty-six hurried them both up and then looked at the snake lady. “Why aren’t you deep in her ass already!?”
The snake lady and Beatrice exchanged glances, but in the end, this was exactly according to their plan and what the snake lady approached to do anyway, so she proceeded forward and parted the milf’s buttcheeks, making way for her cock.
“Don’t forget some spit,” Beatrice suggested to the inexperienced futa that was already pressing her cock hard against the milf’s unprepared asshole, pushing inside.
The snake lady barely had the time to follow Beatrice’s advice as the milf pushed back onto the new cock as she would on a personal toy despite the sparse lubrication the snake lady had time to provide.
“Ahhn!” the milf threw her head back and rolled her eyes with a satisfied grin as the girth of the magical cock spread her asshole.
“Well, it looks like some have decided to have some fun before the fighting begins,” the announcer’s playful voice echoed through the mines.
The magnifying sphere instantly zoomed in on the action, picking the perfect angle to see the milf’s double-penetration-induced ahegao face as she further impaled her ass with the newly arrived cock.
“One last ride before the fights?”
“More like ‘one last ride before they get killed’!”
“You don’t know that!”
“Come on! That Number Seven dude will smear their guts across the arena before the cum even leaks out of her holes!”
“Too bad you didn’t bet on him before the games started!”
“Well, I sure as hell did for this round!”
“That’s it! That’s the look I love!” Number Twenty-six exclaimed as he grabbed his partner by the waist and pounded her pussy. “Ohh, I feel you clamping down! You look so sexy with two cocks inside you!”
He then got up and pushed the milf down onto the snake lady.
“Oof!” Number Sixty-six nearly hit the back of her head while the big-tittied milf fell with all her weight on top of her.
However, the weight did not seem to bother the snake lady in the slightest. More importantly, she kept her cock inside the milf’s ass, and that was all that mattered to the trio, and while she continued fucking her from behind, Number Twenty-six jackhammered his partner’s pussy with a fiery passion.
“Haha, look at them go!” the crowd cheered.
“Hey, hey! Look over there!” one of the spectators pointed to the other side of the arena. “That girl got aroused and wanted to suck some cock too, but the guy can’t get it up, hahaha!”
“Bwahaha, what a loser!”
“He just knows he has no chance of winning.”
“All the more reason to get some action while you have the chance!”
“It’s ok, his teammates will pick up the slack!”
“Ouch! They just shoved him aside and he just sulks there on the ground! Bwahaha!”
“Damn, when are those booths opening up?”
“Why doesn’t that masked bimbo join in with them?”
“She probably thinks she’s too good for the likes of them.”
“She’d be right! Damn what a body!”
“I wonder what race she is? She has some kind of tail that she wrapped around her waist like a belt…”
“Tiny wings too!”
“Who cares? Unless she passes at least this round, I’m not getting invested!”
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