Blair the Dragon Mouse vs. Asha Finale

H: What a display from both fighters already. They have shown that both of them have surprises in store for us.

T: Yes, Yes, and Tik Tik can see multiple possibilities. Blair winning, Asha winning, both going at it until both are beat. What will happen!?

H: Time is a strange thing, Tik Tik. But like any other mortal, you must wait to see which timeline is correct for you. Only the gods can choose between such outcomes.

Blair, the Dragon Mouse, flies up through the time void, various incarnations of herself, past, present, and otherwise, take multiple different paths through the void sky.

The sex jelly Asha, in Blair’s form, launches itself up towards the dragon mouse, throwing an arm, which turns into a pointed spear, towards the mouse.

Blair flips around, the pointed object sliding up between her tits. It rips at her clothing, tearing to shreds what little the mouse wears. She squeaks as she maneuvers herself below the slime, puffing out her cheeks. “H-hey, I thought you were going to have some fun, not-”

The slime spins around, its eyes glowing red, sharp teeth protruding from it. Its core thumps, flipping upside-down until the heart hangs low and dims to a dark shade. Before Blair can respond, the slime forms a hammerhead with its hands and swings it, striking the mouse in the temple!

Blair crashes into the ground, a multitude of her breaking an infinitum of tiles into useless rubble. Many Blairs lay there. Many are silent, many are still, many stir, but Blair’s eyes flash open, and up from her small form, a mighty roar emerges, and darkness engulfs her.

Asha blinks, its eyes returning to a semblance of normalcy, only to yelp when, all of a sudden, a blue blur shoots up from the ground, destroying even more of the land around her.

Asha only gets a moment to see the scaled snout, the horns, and the impressive tail. A clawed hand grabs the slime by the face, squeezing so hard that the entire head squishes between the dragon’s fingers. Blair brings them both down, slamming the ooze against the ground, splattering its form into a pancake.

What was once a Dragon Mouse is now a full-fledged dragon, her snout turned into a sinister grin, her wings wide, her body taller, more muscular, curvier. She lets go of the slime and brings her fingers to her mouth, licking at the cytoplasm. “Mmm, yes, sex jellies always taste so good… oh, don’t worry, viewers, Asha will be fine. No harm comes to these things as long as their cores are safe.”

The core of Asha shudders and slinks away, but Blair spins around, slapping her tail against it, pinning it to the ground. “Oh, no, you don’t. You promised me you would give me pleasure in this tournament…” she reaches down between her legs, spreading her lips. “Now, you’re going to do so.”

Tik Tik’s jaw drops when she watches this all unfold. “Tik Tik don’t understand. Tik Tik thought Blair was happy mouse. Tik Tik thought she Paladin of Love.

Hanioc shakes his heads. “Oh, but she is. But, she comes from a time where she has taken in a great amount of darkness. It seems to have caused some unforeseen side-effects in her dragon side.”

The jelly underneath of Blair coalesces a face beneath her and between her legs. The dragon grabs at the slime’s simulated throat and stretches the head up to between her legs, all the while applying pressure to the core. “You said we were going to have some fun, so now, your punishment is having to get me off without getting yourself off!”

The slime’s head swirls and shrinks until it makes a ribbed point, bulbous and quivering. It shoots up out of the dragon’s hand and into her sex.

Blair groans, rolling her eyes back and letting her tongue roll out. “Ha… aah… yes, that’s it, fuck me like your life depends on it!”

“It not really, right?” Tik Tik whimpers.

“There are many outcomes we can see, actually,” Hanioc says, pointing to the various projections. Some of them show Blair in her mouse form with tendrils of slime in every hole. Others show the two in a severe battle with no sex. Others show one or the other still and lifeless.

“Tik Tik head hurts.”

“Time is an illusion, one we must accept, but the gods have picked one of these outcomes to be true,” Hanioc says.

Blair falls to her knees, the dragon roaring as the slime slides up over her body, with its core trapped underneath of her weight. The slime fills up into her mouth, up into her slit, all over her. It engulfs her, encasing her, suffocating her, perhaps. Still, she seems to groan out in delight over it instead of showing any sort of fear or worry. Asha continues to rock and suckle the fluids from the dragon mouse, seeking to drain her dry and defeat her once and for all, but the lewd fluids just keep coming out of Blair with no sign of stopping. The more she excretes, the larger the cytoplasm shell is around her, until eventually, she’s encased in a giant sack of fluid that fills up most of the arena.

Underneath her tail, Asha’s core quivers, unable to get off or to get out. The dragon mouse just sits on top of it until finally, with a climatic roar,the final squirting of her orgasm fills the slime to its brim until, suddenly, it explodes. The eruption sends sex jelly into every alternative in the multitude of infinity around them.

Blair collapses, transformed back into her mouse form. She groans, picking herself up, her whiskers twitching. The dragon mouse gasps at the little pathetic heart core lying on the ground. “Ah, oh no!” she scrambles over towards it, pulling it up to her heart. Closing her eyes, she softly mutters the prayers of love, and soon, some of the dispersed jellies return to the core, leaving a small blob to sit in Blair’s hands. Blair smiles when she sees that Asha is safe if a bit dazed. “There you go!” she says. “All better!”

Tik Tik raises a hand and shouts, “And winner today is Blair the Dragon Mouse!”

“I wanted this to be a bit sexier for my opponent,” Blair sighs, laying the disoriented blob down. “But, I guess we can see this as a warning to anyone in this tournament. Get on my bad side, and you’ll be in for a world of hurt!”

She giggles, throwing up a v for victory.

“Good warning to have,” Tik Tik says in agreement, holding back a little whimper. “But Tik Tik curious. Since Blair from future, does Blair know who win tournament?”

Blair sticks out her tongue and taps her head. “Sorry, I never was a good history student.”