ROYAL REWARD: B.All (Ballification, Illustrated, Overwatch)

The floorboards of the old gymnasium squeaked under D.Va’s boot as she crept through the doorway, her Light Gun raised and ready to fire on anything that might be lurking on the other side. 

Fortunately, a few seconds of inspection quickly revealed the gym was empty. The only living creatures hiding in here were the owls nested in the rafters, and they certainly weren’t a danger to her. Nonetheless, her long experience kept her on her guard. Who knew where an enemy could be hiding…? 

On the far side of the gym, a dusty gym mat slipped from the top of its pile and slid to the floor. D.Va snapped to it instantly, her finger on the trigger, and sighed in relief as she saw what it was. “I’m getting panicky,” she said, squinting at the basketball hoop at the far end of the court. “Maybe I should stop drinking so much coffee.” 

With a shrug and a smirk, she turned to go. Clearly the gymnasium was a bust, but maybe they’d have better luck in the next–

The beam hit her as she turned, slamming into her sternum and throwing her back with a scream of wild shock as its vivid green energy coursed through her body. Striking the ground, she bounced once, rolled to a stop, and lay there groaning, struggling to regain control of herself. She felt as if she’d been caught in Junkrat’s steel trap.

With what little control she had, she managed to look up. A man in a trenchcoat crept towards her–at least, she assumed it was a man, though their heavy coat and the mask over their face made it impossible to tell. Whatever their gender, there was one thing that wasn’t in question, and that was the raygun spinning around their finger. “The Singularity Cannon!” she cried. 

The man in the mask stopped spinning the gun and raised it, giving her the impression of a smirk as he did so. “Oh, you’re interested in this little beauty, are you? I’m glad to hear that, because you’re going to be seeing its effects up and personal pretty soon.” He chuckled. 

D.Va’s heart started to pound. The Singularity Cannon! No one had said it could be used against them! It wasn’t even supposed to work…! Effects… effects…! Wh-what was it supposed to again? Ugh, why hadn’t she paid more attention during the briefing? 

As if to answer her question, she found herself flipped forward, flung onto her front like a thing possessed and held there, squirming in a feeble attempt to escape her strange new pose. Her arms crossed behind her back, refusing to help her, while her feet hung over her head, growing closer with every second. “H-hey! St-stop this! I’m not into yoga!” 

The man in the mask simply chuckled.

D.Va’s back started to bend, straining her spine till she was certain it would snap. Instead, just as it seemed it would reach its limit, it bent like a piece of rubber. D.Va squealed as she folded in on herself, legs wrapped around her form, thighs against the sides of her head, while her crotch slammed into her crown. Her chin ended up planted against her breasts, leaving her gasping in pleasure. Nnn~! Why was she so erogenous all of a sudden? What was the gun doing to her? 

Finally, her boots slammed into her buttocks, making her squeak in sudden pleasure. She could feel her pussy burning in her plugsuit, but no matter how much she wanted to touch it, she couldn’t move her arms. It felt as if they were pinned behind her back.

As the glow illuminating her body slowly died, the man in the mask stepped forward. “Enjoying yourself?” he asked, as D.Va struggled to hide her blush. He laughed. “Why don’t I give you another shot, and we’ll see how much fun you have then?” He raised the gun. 

D.Va went pale. “W-w-wait! Don’t you dare! Turn me back, before I–NNNNN~!” Her protests turned into a wild cry of pleasure as a second beam slammed into her, making her scream and shake and wail in lust. Her pussy, already so excited, started to pour, showering her face in a stream of her own juices. Her tongue lolled out, her eyes rolled back, and slowly, her body curled into an even tighter ball.

Like a piece of clay in the potter’s hands, D.Va found herself squished tighter and tighter. Her breasts slammed into her face, smothering her mouth and leaving her with a mouthful of nipple to suck on. Meanwhile, her crotch squeezed even harder against her crown, till at last it slid down her brow and coated her face in its grool. D.Va whimpered in terror as it covered her eyes as well. The only thing worse than the claustrophobia was her terrible, burning lust. Nnn~! She wanted nothing more than to touch herself. Just not like this!

Squeezed from all sides, her body assumed an even more spherical shape than before. By the time the glow faded this time, her form had been smoothed into an almost perfect sphere, with only her nipples and sex and the crack of her buttocks ruining the impression. Rigid with pleasure, she moaned, desperate for relief.

“One more for the road?” said the man in the mask, and without waiting for an answer, he raised the gun and shot her again. 

D.Va screamed through a mouthful of her own breasts as the pressure assaulting her grew a thousand times more intense, crushing her, crushing her, a piece of human carbon into a diamond of lust, as pent-up and erogenous as it was impossible to become. She wanted nothing than to scream and to cum, but she just… couldn’t… Nnn~!

Finally, the curtains of her pussy and her boobs closed on her face, and with that, everything went dark. D.Va could only lie there and moan as she rolled slowly from side to side, even the touch of the floor striking her with fresh pleasure. 

A pair of hands tightened on her sides. D.Va screamed. “I wonder if I can score all the way from over here?” came the masked man’s voice. The next thing she knew, she was sailing through the air, the wind whipping her into an even greater height of pleasure, until at last–

She slipped through something soft, net-like, and not an instant later, struck the ground and came with a muffled scream. 

“Still got it,” said the man in the mask.