The Clash of Futanari: Jisu vs. TS Claire and Ria vs. TS Alexa
"Why, you ask?"
A look of agonizing torment flickered across TS Yujin's face.
"Why are you even here? Were you always a futanari of pleasure? Walking around with a cock like that?"
TS Yujin stepped closer and gripped Luna’s limp, dangling cock.
"Did you think you’d win just because the world is being consumed by pleasure? No. Pain comes first. In life, pain is the foundation. Pleasure cannot overcome pain. Especially not for a futanari like you, carrying a cock between your legs. You need to be erased."
"From now on… I’m going to ruin that cock of yours. It’s going to be torn, twisted, and suffocated until it can’t feel a shred of pleasure ever again."
"No…!"
At that moment, the frequency of pain radiating from TS Yujin exploded.
It was a agony that seemed to suck in and drag along Luna’s entire nervous system. Her cock twisted and bent, and her semen, unable to even escape, pooled inside, causing it to swell painfully.
"Ugh… Kugh… Haa… Ha… No… Please…!"
Luna collapsed on the spot.
Not a single drop of pleasure followed. Her body withered, and her thighs trembled. Her cock had long since gone dead, and she barely managed to keep her eyes open through a consciousness on the verge of fainting.
TS Yujin whispered.
"Today, you’ll be the first futanari to fall—crying and pissing yourself—without even being able to fuck me."
Luna swallowed her sobs. Blood pooled at the corners of her lips.
Above the arena, the gauge flickered and dropped another notch into a cold, blue light.
The Legion of Pain was laughing.
Legionnaire Status: 2 Knocked Out
The blue gauge of the Pain Legion is expanding.
In the seats above the arena, the Dungeon Master watched the scene with a boisterous laugh. The mysterious woman beside him was clapping, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
"Who’s coming out next?" the mysterious woman asked, swirling her wine with ease.
The Dungeon Master chuckled.
"Hmm~ Now, the web-cam goddess of pleasure, Futanari Jisu. And TS Claire. This will be fun. That girl Claire absolutely hates futanari. No, she hates the very existence of a cock."
The Dungeon Master narrowed his eyes.
In the center of the arena, the fallen Luna struggled to lift her body and crawled backward. Right beside her, Jisu stepped forward, her toes tapping against the floor.
"……Sorry, Luna. I’ll give it a try."
Her gaze was serious now, and the waves of pleasure radiating from her fingertips spread across the arena floor in elegant curves.
"Oh my, oh my… is that little girl using pleasure waves?"
Someone from the TS Legion side clapped their hands. And then, she appeared.
TS Claire.
She appeared in a low stance, wearing long blonde hair, a short biker jacket, and a skirt so short it barely covered anything. But what truly exuded presence from within her were the cruel whips of pain and her long, sharp nails.
"I’ve never seen anything like it. Why do people even donate to something so pathetic? I’m going to crush you today. Especially that face of yours… I hate it."
TS Claire approached, condensing the frequency of pain into her fist.
"Seduced men with a face like that, and now you’re fighting with a cock? You don’t need pleasure… you need punishment."
Snap!
Jisu moved first. A quick, fluid rotation of her waist. The powerful pelvis characteristic of a futanari generated the momentum, and she aimed a wave of pleasure at TS Claire’s side.
"If pleasure comes, you should accept it…!"
Jisu grabbed TS Claire’s chest, pressed her face against her, and bit down on the other breast. She sucked on the nipple with her tongue while rapidly rubbing against the other, infusing her with warm sensations.
TS Claire threw her head back.
"Haa… yeah. Not bad, I suppose."
However, TS Claire grabbed Jisu by the hair and yanked her back. She didn't dodge.
"The attempt was nice, but that kind of thing is useless."
CRACK!
The whip in TS Claire’s hand coiled around Jisu’s pelvis. A current of pain surged up her spine.
"Uraaaaaaah…!"
Jisu’s eyes trembled violently. The pain began to creep up, layer by layer.
"Don’t think you can do anything. Do you think you’re doing a broadcast right now? Trying to make people laugh and have fun? No. The audience here wants pain."
"S-stop it…"
"Pleasure? That’s an emotion grown without roots. Pain is what becomes real when it’s embedded in the flesh."
Snap! Crack! CRACK!
TS Claire’s whip struck Jisu’s shoulders, back, and hips in rapid succession.
"Ugh!"
Blood splattered with Jisu’s scream. Jisu fell to her knees.
"What? You’re like this after three lashes? You’ve never been hit before, have you?"
TS Claire pulled Jisu up. Jisu was still trembling, but she had no strength left.
"This cock… it’s so pretty. And you haven't even been able to get it up once."
TS Claire flicked Jisu’s cock with her fingertip. A glistening drop of fluid leaked from the tip.
"What? I was going to suck it for you, but it’d be a problem if you felt pleasure. Instead, I’ll give you the pain you deserve."
"Ugh…! Don’t… please…"
Jisu retreated, her whole body shaking.
"Why? What are you afraid of?"
Click.
TS Claire spread Jisu’s legs and locked a device of pain beneath her cock.
"What is this… ugh…?"
"A cock-crusher. Now, every time you get an erection, you’ll feel pain. And that will become my energy."
"No… that’s… that’s too much…"
"I told you. A futanari of pleasure must crumble under pain."
TS Claire hugged Jisu and sucked on her lips, grabbing and kneading her breasts. Every time her body tried to get an erection from the sensation, the frequency of pain spread again. As Jisu’s cock twitched—clunk—the device activated, pressing inward, and Jisu’s face turned deathly pale.
"Uraaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!"
With her mouth wide open, she howled and collapsed onto her own cock. There was no pleasure. Only pain remained.
TS Claire laughed from above.
"Haa… haa… I can’t do it."
The words fell softly from her lips. The gauge above the arena vanished another notch into blue.
My Futanari Legion—two had fainted. The opposing TS Legion was laughing even more coldly.
Ria walked into the center of the arena with heavy footsteps. An overwhelming physique. Muscles rippled across her bronze skin, which shimmered as if drenched in sweat. She slapped her thick thigh once and rolled her shoulders broadly.
"Leave it to me. I’ll kill them all. I’ll fuck them all."
The strongest physical futanari. Ria.
All eyes were filled with expectation. But the existence standing before her was different. TS Alexa. Having possessed a male physique, she was a former male fighting champion. Even after becoming a woman through the TS process, she retained her cruelty and savagery.
She shrugged, showing off her shoulders and lats exposed above her black sports bra. Fangs were visible between her slightly parted lips.
"Ha. What is that lump of meat? Looks delicious, doesn't it?"
Ria didn't answer. Her biceps were already bulging, and her cock was erect. Using a pleasure amplifier, she charged forward intensely.
BOOM!
The two giants collided. The arena vibrated. Ria drove a punch into her abdomen, and TS Alexa threw an elbow aimed at her chin. The clash was not a sexual act or a battle of pleasure, but a bloody fight itself.
Ria hadn't been pushed back in strength, but TS Alexa’s nails dug into Ria’s thigh, pouring in energy of pain. At that moment, Ria’s body flinched, and a current of pain passed between her uterus and vas deferens, spreading to her erect cock.
"Ugh… Haak…!"
Ria gritted her teeth. She tried to consume the energy of pain and pleasure again. Her cock began to shrink. As if the blood flow was being controlled, it was pressed down by the waves of pain, shriveling up as if it were dying. The tip of her cock began to tremble, and the once-strong erection lost its elasticity and went limp.
"Ha. It’s already dead? You might have a great body, but it seems there’s nothing much inside."
TS Alexa kicked Ria’s abdomen with her knee. Ria gasped with her mouth open, but not even air could enter properly. Her strong abs were already eroded by the energy of pain and were on the verge of rupturing.
"Kugh… No… Not yet…"
Ria gathered her last bit of strength, hugged TS Alexa’s waist, and forced her cock to stand, aiming for her pussy. Yes, if I can just put it in once…
But at that moment, TS Alexa leaned down and whispered into Ria’s ear.
"You can’t even fuck. Because a cock cannot survive in the midst of pain."
The next moment, she shoved her energy of pain into Ria’s anus as if driving it in with her fingertips. Ria’s eyes rolled back.
"Kuaaaaaaaah!!!"
A roar erupted from her throat, and her entire body convulsed. Between her muscular thighs, her limp cock fell, shriveled and unable to spray even a single drop of semen.
TS Alexa grabbed Ria by the nape of her neck and slammed her into the arena floor. Then, she stomped on her cock.
"How is it? The Legion of Pleasure? This is the reality for you bastards."
Ria’s body collapsed under the waves of pain spreading from her cock, and her waist and abdomen could no longer endure the convulsions.
The gauge dropped another notch. The blue light grew, and the red gauge dwindled.
- To be continued