Mamono Husband Gladiator Tournament

Deep within the Monster Girl Reik of Agrat, a new tradition came into being to channel aggressive tendencies of monster girls without damaging human lives:

One day, a dark elf enterpreneur had decided to make the mamono fight for husbands screened from captives and willing volunteers, the latter mostly from the Reik's own subject human population.

The way was today!

Insane music blared from the brass megaphones as a coliseum full of mamono, monster girls cheered and applauded. The circular structure was built by the Empress Agrat Bat Mahlat, the ancient succubus who turned all monsters to cute girls to unite the world in love.

Now, they would fight for a very special prize: Boys.

Upon the wooden platform sat a score of men, young and middle-aged, in suppressed shame and excitement, the tributes all around the world, for the winners would get their pick to take home. Captives from wars, volunteers, debtors and people who lost everything were taken in by the colisseum's manager. They were promised a cute monster girl wife; all they had to do was to obey and wait civilly. Then they would live a life of leisure and husbandly duties: The new generation of monster girls were more civil and reasonable: even dark elves would grant a slave boy his freedom should he work for it. And they made sure their boys *wanted* to stay when the day came.

So, hundreds of monster girls had trained for this day, from small to big, to take husbands home...

One of the "tributes", the men, was named Benny. He wondered, sitting on a chair set on the platform, what the hell he had gotten himself into. Some tributes whispered amongst each other, some hesitant, some were excited.

Eventually, one hundred powerful monster girls appeared on the sands, eager to show off, from all races. This was going to be interesting.

**

The combatant monster girls were a panoply of beauty, making the boys blush.

"Oh man...that red Oni..." One boy whispered in awe... "I...hope she picks me..."

Dama was a 10 foot tall Red Oni, with a feminine, muscled body that strained her tiny fundoshi, asscheeks straining in the rope thong barely concealing her snatch. Her face was youthful, adorned with a single horn on her forehead and a tiny nose. Her naked breasts were massive, as the iron rod at her side. She turned cheering the crowd, her red, massive round ass causing a lot of stares directed at her, all the male tributes gulping hard at her legs thick as their waists, still curvy, yet muscular.

"THIS IS DAMA, SHE LIKES LONG WALKS ON THE BEACH, CUDDLES, AND SMASHING ENEMIES ON HER WAY TO VICTORY! APPLAUSE! WILL SHE GET HER SCHNOOKUMS THIS TIME???"

Another contestant was a dark elf, a shortstack squat one with purple armor and a menacing whip, looking peeved. Her hair was cut short, her face was that one of a true dominant with huge ears at the sides of her head. She turned to cheer, and swung her whip to the air with a loud CRACK.

Every man in the tribute platform flinched.

She shouted her racial slogan high to the skies, head held high.

"VALAR DOHAERIS! ALL MEN MUST SERVE!" She stamped her high heels, whip cracking on her feet.

"OBEY!"

Benny could not help his hardon on the winner's platform. The dark elf had a plump dark ass like a manjuu resting on high-heeled boots hugging her curvy legs. And he always dreamed, *dreamed* worshipping dark elf asses sitting on his face, dreaming for it the day he fell captive.

Looked like his dream would come true after all.

Johan, another young man fallen on hard times and finally wanted to be here, found himself waving to the Ushi Oni, the black arachnid monster girl. He gasped when she smiled brightly and waved back with youthful enthusiasm, her interest peaked. Her eyes squinted as if trying to recognize him.

"You got the hots for a demon-spider? Shit, to each his own I guess..." Benny mumbled.

"Come on. I heard they treat their husbands gently. And I didn't exactly have the best of life." Johan sighed. He was sold by his hateful parents to slavery: luckily he was bought from the monster girls' slave market by a kindly dark elf estates' lady who nurtured him not just physically, but mentally as well. After some years when he grew up, she sampled him in bed, and found that he was a very caring lover, if not the most vigorous, and caring with children: even not of his own.

Yet he was broken, as if something constantly slowed him down, broke his focus. His mistress understood too well.

He worked for some years, until she asked him if he would be mated with a younger, more caring monster who needed a devoted husband. He had agreed to be sold to the coliseum, each happier for it.

"I guess..." Benny shrugged.

As the contestants danced, cheered and jumped to the music, breasts jumped freely on the evening breeze, lit by magitech spotlights. In the center dais, a tall, regal looking dark elf was shouting to a magical wand.

"AREEEE WEEEEEEEEEEE REEEEEEEAAAAADDDDDDDDDY TO RUMBLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"

The monster girls cheered and screamed madly.

"Welcome to the Mamono Rumble Free-For-All! TOP TWENTY CONTESTANTS WILL EARN HUSBANDS FROM OUR SPONSORS, DARK ELF SLAVER GUILD AND McMamono FRANCHISE! LET'S HAVE A ROUND OF APPLAUSE!"

The Dark Elf turned to the platform where twenty men uneasily shifted. She screamed to the amplifier horns with gusto.

"FROM OUR RAIDS AND BORDER WARS, FROM OUR PRISON CAMPS, WE PICKED TWENTY WILLING MEN FOR YOUR PLEASURE! WHO WILL WIN? WHO WILL LOSE? LET'S SEE SOME ACTIOOOOOOOOOON!!"

**

"Twenty enough?" The dark elf manager was counting her coins. "Maybe we should bring more, dark elf plantations' farm boys and slave market's cheapest..." Her secretary, a Danuki girl, was doing the accounting tables.

"Manager-san, we could put some women we caught as well, if the contestants are into that sort of thing, or need maids for their homes."

The Dark Elf waved her hand. "No, ransom them back home, we have enough maids. I need the money for the monster of a tournament I organized. Kickbacks aren't still due to the end of the month."

"We never asked our female captives though." The Danuki set another accounting slot, writing her earnings. "I'm sure some wouldn't mind. There was this...female knight that was lovey-dovey with her Salamander captor...And uh..." She paused. "I have some willing girls who wouldn't mind living with a strong monster girl as her servant."

"Give her to the Salamander for the base price of 200 gold coins. Next month I'll think about it...Let's see to our tribute men. Feed and wash the poor saps and let them sleep well. I want them looking good and spectators swooning."

**

A Hellhound and a Manticore stood in a dueling ring, nearly naked. Both flexed and taunted each other with gusto:

"I came to chew bubblegum and get men, and I don't see any bubblegum! WAN! AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

The Hellhound girl's bark and howl pierced the night sky. She was naked save for some metallic bra and thong, jumping up and down when she was matched with a Manticore girl.

Benny gulped.

Manticores were savage monster girls, this one no exception. Her large breasts was held in place by a tiger bra, her hips embraced by a thin satin skirt. She flexed her tail, strong, lionine paws ready to punch her enemy into submission. She flexed her batwings, and roared like a lion, leaping at the hellhound for the first match.

"RRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

The monster girls cheered like mad.

Her claws met the Hellhound's own in a thundering blow, the dark dog girl leaping high to avoid her tail swing. The Hellhound roared, blowing a fiery breath of demon energy at the manticore.

Flexing her wings, the Manticore flew high, avoiding the fiery blast. She fell down, folding her wings to grapple with the Hellhound with a roar.

The monster girl spectators were screaming their lungs out, goblin girls selling ice cream and hot sandwiches amongst the tumult.

Both combatants swung fists and claws, tails and fire blasts until the arena glowed red. The tributes were uneasy. How would the winner treat her conquest?

Johan inwardly prayed the Ushi Oni to make the top 20 who would earn husbands.

The manticore girl somersaulted back, blowing a wave of hot sand, the Hellhound girl hot on her heels. The hellhound leapt, tackling her and punching her on the face, knocking her out.

"OHHHHHHHHHH!" The crowd roared as the Manticore was knocked out flat.

Manager grinned from ear to ear. Dark Elf medics picked up the loser, set her on a stretcher and started tying her hands and paws together before binding her tail when she protested, the Manticore was gagged with a ballgag and blindfolded before being carried, weakly struggling.

Monster girls WOULD be healed after fight. But the dark elf nurses would definitely have fun with the losers first...plus they gave healing potions with an enema of all things.

Another couple were raining thundering blows on each other, a cyclops girl and a lizardwoman were locked in melee, to the cheers of the crowd. Wıth thundering blows, the lizard girl was knocked out cold, with the dark elves taking her to the infirmary, hogtied and ball-gagged all the same.

The monster girls were forcibly stripped, revealing their twitching ass and pussies to the cool air of the infirmary under the giggling of nurses.

"Mmmpf..!" She struggled weakly.

"Nurse! Lubricate her back hole, 500cc healing enema, stat!" One of the dark elf nurses giggled when they were in the infirmary, probing the wriggling lizard girl's little back hole with a jellied finger. Spreading her voluptuous green scaled buttcheeks, she gently inserted the hose, massaging her anal muscled with soft fingers. "Relax."

"MMMPHFFF!" The lizard girl thrashed, forcing the nurses to strap her to the cot, massaging her ass to accomodate the healing enema.

Finally, realizing it was fruitless, the lizard girl grumbled, slowly relaxing and surrendering as the dark elf nurses tied her to the cot.

"Raise your ass please, i will slide a pillow under it." The dark elf nurse caressed her buttocks as she pushed the healing enema further.

Nodding, the lizard girl nodded, sighing under her gag, and raised her butt to a relaxed position. Smiling, the head nurse started salving her bruises, paying attention not to hurt the loser.

"Good girl. Relax your ass and take your medicine."

"Mhm mhm..." Sighing, the lizard girl gave a slight giggle and nod. Since it was helpless, best she could do to enjoy it. And the head nurse would help her along the way, slowly relaxing her ass and giving a nice reward in the shape of a dildo slowly inserted into the lizard girl's eager, sopping cunt.

The manticore, much more hurt, did not resist when the nurses tied her to a gynecological chair, paws strapped gently not to hurt her. The nurses were careful not to hurt her tail, but raised her ass and slowly lubricated her puckered anus.

"Relax. We are REALLY out of healing potions...hehe..."

She took the hose like a champ, biting down on the gag when the pump worked, her ass starting to bulge from the healing enema. A nurse sat next to her, salving her bruises all the same.

At the end of the healing session, the most eager ones would be stripped naked, marched to the market and auctioned naked on a block as fighting slave bodyguards.

The losers knew what they signed up for: it wasn't an unpleasant fate. Many dark elf mansions kept Hellhound tracker and overseer slaves, amply paid in sex.

**

"Holy shit. Is that a Kejourou?" One of the tributes' eyes were wide open.

One of the girls was dressed as a samurai, features from Zipangu visible. What got everyone's attention was that her hair was unusually long, and danced around her, striking as if it was an extension of her body.

She was fighting FOUR attackers off with her twin katana and her hair striking *everyone* at the same time. Twisting aside she dodged a goblin's club and jumped, somersaulting. Twisting, she swung her hair, tripping three monster girls and beating the two, wounded, unable to continue. She sheathed her swords, bowing to the crowd.

The nurses picked up the loser girls, tying them to the stretchers, enemas ready to violate tiny assholes and fill the girls' guts with healing enema mixed with submission potion. The infirmary was filling with thrashing, moaning girls being pumped with healing and massaged to relaxation. Goblins were the easiest, two tied to one in a double dildo and enema combination, moaning, waiting for their new lives as the pick of the litter. The nurses giggled, ungagging and making them kiss each other in their haze, green bodies rubbing against each other.

Goblin girls sold like hot cakes to the lusty human and mamono keepers: even humans loved the lusty little bitches who loved impregnation and bred them like puppies.

A tribute boy gulped. The Kejourou was amazing, and he was a hairdresser.

The music and cheers boomed into a new height.

**

"END OF THE FIRST ROUND!" Music blared as dark elves carried round signs around the coliseum.

"Hey boys."

Manager was right behind the boys, sipping a cocktail. Her huge black ears wiggled with the sip.

"How do you like your future wives?"

"Oh miss...I don't know what I signed up for..." Benny gulped. The dark elf manager giggled, throwing a leg on the other.

"Well, since none of you poor saps are going home any time soon, might as well enjoy the spectacle. Have a beer." She smiled sweetly.

"Thanks." Everyone raised a glass to their future wives, Johan the most eager one.

**

"FINALE! WINNERS WILL GET THE PICK OF BOYS! ARE WE READY?"

"YEAH!" The monster girls cheered like mad.

Johan's heart skipped a beat. It was the Ushi Oni versus the Blue Oni pugilist.

The Blue Oni looked like she was drunk, cheeks red and hands eager to beat the monster before her.

Charging madly, she swung, hand caught in her claw. Roaring, the Ushi Oni headbutted her, swinging her other claw to catch the pugilist's other hand, and kicked her away. Roaring, she punched her, catching a fist on her stomach, and tossed her away.

Johan roared and stood up, making the dark elf manager giggle.

"Settle down, boy. Blue Oni ain't bad either."

Johan made the look of a starving puppy, earning a headpat from the dark elf.

"Aww...You really like her?"

He nodded, eyes sad.

"Ushi-Onis are the saddest creatures, lady. Imagine a demonic spider body topped with a poor young girl who never knew love. Then add features of a poor demon girl, top with horns, fur, and..." He sighed, eyes locked on her. "Poor little girls who may never know true love, but rape out of necessity."

Everyone went silent at the platform.

That made all the heads turn, and gave the Dark Elf Manager lady's eyes a little mist.

"Aww..."

She hugged Johan. "I'm sure you'll be very happy together..."

Johan knew something else too...

**

Ten years ago...

The Ushi-Oni was curious.

The Ushi-Oni wasn't even an adult. She was a pup, a child, equal to barely eight human years, curiously exploring the mountain's base. She was still as large as a pony, a black furred arachnid monstergirl with the fur covering most of her body, two horns (stubby since she is young), and massive eight legs on her lower body.

She was a young, cute girl from the waist up, hands stubby claws, her face the paragon of innocence. The little Ushi-Oni that could, she had explored the mountain, worrying her mother with her carefree playing in the forest. She giggled at the fairies playing in the waterfall, watched the rainbow with childish awe, and pranced and ran around the meadow...

It was her first time exploring the world, thundering and dashing around an endless green paradise full of wonder.

Then she saw them.

Humans.

Her mother had told his father was a human too, though not someone she was attached to. After "being wife and husband" for a while, she said he had left. She never told her why. The little Ushi-Oni was curious...And she saw a little human boy sitting by the stream and playing with a stick.

He looked alone, bored and sad. Excited, but shy, the Ushi-Oni slowly skittered across the grass, and approched him with a careful claw-step. Would this human be like her mother warned? Chase him with a blade? Curse her? Taking a deep breath, she called out after finding the courage.

"Hiya!"

Her voice was shrill, cute, and high pitched. The human boy jumped, his face filled with shock and awe. He looked at the huge monster daughter with wide eyes.

The Ushi-Oni child felt scared: she was warned about humans that would attack her or see her as a beast. She was worried that she'd be chased away, since her mother warned her against humans. She warned that if humans would see her, they could hurt her badly. She was worried:

Was this boy one of them?

And then the unthinkable happened.

The human boy's eyes went wide, and shouted with surprise after noticing the Ushi-Oni girl before him.

"Whooooaaaah! You look COOL!"

He was happy, glad to see her. Her face lit with joy.

"You think so?"

"YEAH! HOW MANY LEGS DO YA HAVE?"

"EIGHT!" She laughed, throwing her arms in the air. "I AM DA... UUSHI ONAY!"

"I AM. HOO MAN!" Johan was overjoyed to find a friend, away from the village that picked on him, from parents that hated him. Now there was an AMAZING creature before his eyes!

"WOOO! SO YA ONE OF THEM MONSTER GIRLS?"

The Ushi-Oni's face fell.

"I'm not...a monster." She looked as if she was beaten.

"Not that it's bad cha know!" He was happy, and was approaching her. Instinctively the little Ushi-Oni shied away, squirming. Humans were so bold, and this boy had advanced towards her without disgust from her black-furred arachnid bulk. She was surprised, her eyes wary.

Humans looked cute. And he was coming closer. Weren't boys icky? He wasn't, that's for sure.

"Ya really think so?"

"Yeah!" Johan was overjoyed. "I'm Johan!"

"Tika!" She squeaked in joy. "Whatcha playing?"

"I dunno." Johan shrugged. "No one plays with me. They think I'm stupid." His face looked sunken.

"No way! You aren't stupid!" The Ushi-Oni looked outraged. "You look smart." She couldn't say "cute". He was a cute lad, with shaggy hair or gold around his head hiding curious, shiny eyes. "Wanna play something?"

"Like what?"

"Dunno." the Ushi-Oni giggled. "What cha know? Mommy don't let me play with humans much." She squirmed, clasping her huge claws as if she looked apologetic.

"Let's play Knight!"

The Ushi-Oni blinked. "Wats dat?"

"I ride a steed to save people and do heroic stuff!"

The Ushi-oni was amazed. He knew so much! She blinked in wonder when he gently approached... "Okie?!"

"Um..." Johan blinked. "I need to...uh...ride on your back?"

The Ushi-Oni squirmed "OK? Like horse?"

"Yeah! Then we ride and save the world, fighting baddies!"

"REALLY?" The Ushi-Oni blinked. "Let's fight!"

"YAY!"

Laughing, the human boy got on her back, throwing his legs. Giggling, The Ushi-Oni let him on her back, in a childish roar. Johan laughed, hugging her back and taking a wooden stick.

"I am teh knights! ONWARD, steed!"

"WAAAAAAAAAA!"

It was the beginning of a fun day. Little monster and little boy fought imaginary monsters, rode from dusk till dawn and did many things Johan never could.

**

They rode to a nearby town.

Suddenly, Ushi-Oni and human "knight" saw a circle of children playing.

"I'm not sure we should come close, these are..." Johan could not stop her gallop in time.

The Ushi Oni enthusiastically waves her claws at the children. Wrong choice.

The Ushi-Oni's world shattered when the humans surrounding her screamed in disgust, her tiny monster heart clenched.

"EW!"

"Monster!" The snobbish little girl screamed at the shocked Ushi-Oni's face, which started to form a tear around her eye. Tika blubbered, tears starting to pour when a tomato struck her face.