Tamonten swallowed hard after consent had been given, though the fact that consent had been given seemed strange considering the nature of the competition. It was also strange knowing that she had suggested the act she was about to take part in. Stranger still realizing that she was bringing an immobilized elf into it. Well, strange summed up most of the competition. Besides, anything seemed better than risking the darkened arena alone again. That was coming quickly, too. Besides the obvious sign of the light dimming, she could already feel the touch of the spirits that seemed to dwell in the arena. Roving hands fondled her breasts, brushed at her skin, and teased her womanhood. It wasn't any less alarming than the first time it had happened, but the disembodied hands excelled at their task, arousing the lithe swordswoman. It was then or never, she guessed. The possessed girl removed the elf's robe, deciding that whether it was necessary or not, Enigma was joining them. After all, the necromancer had gotten them into their situation, in a way.
Tamonten allowed the naga to get her own clothing out of the way. The swordswoman took both of her hands to Auralice's strange appendages when they were revealed, clearly quite surprised that her partner had two penises. Almost out of idle curiosity, both hands moved to stroke the unusual cocks. Her hands ran up and down the lengths of both lightly, playing with them. There was no real time for foreplay though, once they had stiffened she halted her task and picked up the weakened elf instead. Somehow, it felt a little less than heroic maneuvering a weakened elf to impale herself on someone's manhood. So, it was another strange twist of the competition that, in a way, her spreading of the elf's legs and slowly lowering her onto one of the waiting appendages was intended for the best. But maybe Tamonten wasn't entirely above a little bit of petty revenge.
The pale swordswoman had a case of cold feet when it came time to join the necromancer. Or she did, until she could feel spectral lips at her crotch, sending tingles up her spine. Auralice's tentacles had already entered in on the act when the swordswoman prepared to join the two. Tendrils molested the necromancer's nude body, doing so freely since she was too weak to resist, even as the possessed woman took her own position over the snake-tailed woman. She aligned herself parallel to Enigma, pressing into the elf's flesh with her own as she lowered herself onto the waiting cock. It was a little strange for the swordswoman at first, as she placed her hands on her opposite's hips to help bring her up and down Auralice's length, starting to rotate her own hips on the second rod. If she were to be honest with herself, guiding a weakened Enigma up and down on the naga was kind of exciting. Auralice's hands had joined in the groping as well, feeling at anything she could reach of the two mounting her. The more contact with the real, the better, the milky white-haired woman decided, perhaps a little too eagerly, trying to dispel the concerns from her head.
It was for the best, too, as the images were beginning to grow more vivid. Tamonten wasn't sure what the other two saw but her own visions were difficult to ignore. A few women from a not so recent past, one curvy and green-skinned with matching hair and breasts that made the swordswoman envious, a member of the fey, approached from one side. Even as the other distracting presence came closer, that familiar fox-eared woman approached the possessed girl on the other. To the over-aroused human, they seemed real as they joined in the activity. They licked at her body and rubbed at her breasts, their fingers danced down her stomach to her painfully hard clit and rubbed at it, ssending sparks up her spine. It was hard to want it not to be real. It was all Tamonten could do to convince herself that they didn't exist in that arena. Her hands wrapped around Enigma's waist, simply because she wasn't sure what to do with them. With the swordswoman no longer guiding the bouncing elf, the naga took up the task of guiding her hips by wrapping her with tentacles. Between the phantasmic touch and her own increasingly rapid bouncing on Auralice's cock, the swordswoman came. She convulsed on the woman's manhood, causing the naga to climax into her shortly after. The pale-skinned human could feel the snake-like creature's seed inside her, yet found that after her orgasm she could only feel indebted to Auralice, somehow.
The possessed woman's orgasm didn't sate her though, not with the machinations of the arena becoming more and more powerful. Whether Auralice was ready or not, Tamonten continued to ride her. A pale hand darted to the necromancer's flower as she began to grope the elf's breasts with her blackened hand. Her hand continued its efforts until the unusual-haired elf found her own climax and continued even after, trying to draw her opposite's pleasure out. Before long, the swordswoman had reached her peak a second time, shuddering and continuing to erratically thrust her hips against her snake-like partner to fully feel the woman's cock. The feel of the two women reaching orgasm on top of her was enough to coax Auralice into cumming again. Lewd noises filled the arena as Tamonten rode the naga with abandon, trying to become more caught up in her lust than the things around her. At some point in it all, though, the arena became truly dark...
