ROYAL REWARD: Lola Pop vs. Nitara (Inflation, ARMS, Mortal Kombat)

The roar of the crowd washed through the stands like a tsunami, threatening to drown the contestants alive. You know, like, figuratively. 

In the announcers’ booth, Ichi and Ni looked down on the scene below with grins of smug amusement. “Hello and welcome to the 2nd annual except nyot really ad hoc Lola Pop vs. somebody tournament, nya!” 

“That’s right, this is a fighting show, nya, and today we’re gonna make the balloon girl fight someone kinda dark and edgy! She’s from a place where they tear out people’s spines and, like, hit them with them and stuff!” 

“Wow, that’s scary, Ichi!” 

“I know, Ni, but it’s okay, because it’s way more acceptable to our American viewers than the stuff we nyormally do! Nya! Anyway, let’s introduce our contestants! It’s Lola Pop! …again!” 

Down in the ring, Lola Pop raised her hands and waved them at the crowd, blowing them little kisses. 

“And our nyew contestant: the great hunter, Nitara! She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” 

Down in the ring, the vampiress threw the crowd a cocky smile, wings flexing.

“Nyeah, that screech is a real turn on!” said Ni. “But enough about how sexy she is! Let’s make them punch each other, nya! Fight, fight, fight, fight!” 

The starter’s pistol fired with a pop, and at once, Lola Pop and Nitara threw themselves forward, boxing gloves and claws raised, respectively. 

“Oooh, Nitara’s going for the kill!”

Colliding in the center of the ring, the two grappled each other and struggled for a second, Lola giggling, Nitara giving her an evil smile in return. For several seconds, they remained locked, until at last, with a simultaneous battle cry, they pushed each other away again. 

“Prepare yourself!” said Nitara, baring her fangs. “I’m going to tear you to shreds, jester!” 

Lola giggled. “Wow, you’re pretty scary! I guess it’s time for my secret weapon!” She sucked in a deep breath, and with a boing and a pop, her body burst into a giant ball, perfectly round… if you ignored the body parts sticking out of it. “Let’s see you penetrate this defense!” 

Nitara licked her lips. “Oh, that won’t be difficult.” With a laugh, she stretched her jaws and threw herself forward, fangs aimed for Lola’s flesh. Seeing what was coming, the clown struggled to throw herself out of the way, but her bloated bulk made it almost impossible. 

With a tiny pop, and a thin hiss, Nitara’s fangs sank into Lola Pop’s breast. The clown squealed, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy, as the vampire closed her own and started to suck, drawing the air out of her body in gulp after enormous gulp. 

“Looks like we’ve got a real suck-ubus on our hands today, folks! Eh? Ha! Heh heh.” 

“What are nyou laughing at? What’s the joke, nya?” 

Sinking her claws deep into Lola’s swollen body, Nitara tightened her grip, screwed her eyes tighter and sucked and sucked and sucked as if she were eating the world’s juiciest berry. Lola squealed, trembling and shaking, as her body lost some of its size. The process of being drained was almost orgasmic for her. 

Of course, it wasn’t blood the vampire was draining: it was air, and the more she sucked up, the more her own body swelled to contain it. The smaller Lola Pop shrank, shriveling like a punctured tire, the bigger Nitara became in turn. 

Her stomach was the first to rise, swelling fat and round and pregnant as the gas she’d drained settled in her belly. Next was her breasts, rising fuller and fatter, nipples poking through her top in the process. 

“Do we really allow pregnant women to fight, nya?” 

“Of course we do, Ni! Exercise is good for the baby!” 

As Nitara’s boobs reached the size of beachballs, rubbing against a shriveled Lola’s and leaving the both of them moaning, her ass received its share of the booty. And it was a big share: with an enormous boing, both cheeks doubled in size instantly, twice over, grown so large you could have hidden the rest of her body between them. Her thighs thickened to match, squeaking as the rubbery tree trunks rubbed against each other. 

By now, all of Lola’s assets had flattened out completely, and even her belly had started to lose some of its ridiculous girth. The smaller it grew, the larger Nitara’s became, growing fatter and fatter, rounder and rounder, and stretching the rest of her body around it as it grew. In seconds, she’d become a little planetoid of her own, her entire body warped around her swelling sphere of a gut. Her skin strained as it struggled to contain the gas building inside it. 

“Hey, Ni, how it is that vampires suck people anyway?” 

“They use their fangs, nya.”

“Nyeah, but, like, how? Have their got little holes in them for the blood to go up, or what? And where does the blood go when they drink it? Does it go to their stomach or straight to their veins?” 

“...Just focus on the fight, nya.” 

Down below, Nitara’s stomach gurgled with the pressure. Blown to the size of a small car if not larger, it trembled with each new gulp she struggled to take, her skin squeaking, her boobs jiggling, her eyes threatening to pop out of their sockets. The pleasure that came with the pressure of being stretched was unbearable, impossible–if she’d been in any other situation, she would have lain back and slipped her hand between her legs. Only the need to keep sucking, sucking–to win–kept her on track. 

Finally, Nitara gave one last intense suck, and with a tremendous boing from her belly, it sucked up her upper limbs, leaving their lower halves flailing fat and swollen around her. Falling back, she lay on her rotund back and moaned, her bloated pussy dribbling with the pleasure of her meal. Lola crumpled to the floor, looking more like a spent tube of toothpaste than a human being. 

“Is it over?” asked Ni, looking down out of the booth. 

“Nyep. She turned into a balloon, and the vampire popped her.” 

“What an idiot, nya.”