The Addon Arena Ch. 02

The announcers continued their recounting of her hell for the last seven days. The red turned crimson on her face. She unconsiously wrapped her arms around herself as humiliation filled her. To make matters worse, every new part they talked about stirred the bottomless sexual frustration as she remembered the sensations.

"Aw looks like the slut is embarrased."

"Guess she didn't think of all the people watching, what with all those dildos in her, John."

"Well we'll see if her opponent can give her some real humiliation. Another blast from the past for Miranda."

"Straight from our very own sister arena, Simone Geller! She got put away for making drugs for the sex trade by an ASSRP pilot seven years ago. After getting bailed out of prison, she payed off her debt in another Addon Arena to the west. She still holds a grudge against the organization that put her through that. Despite that, her years there were more fruitful than most. Her... special qualities gave her a great edge over the male compition, a rarity for chicks in the arena."

"Let's not forget that she also helped construct-"

A crackle cut him off mid sentence. The elevator doors opened to the arena revealing what a mess the ride had made Miranda. The need to cum had returned with a vengeance leaving her sweaty and horny. Already her pussy was soaked and left trails of her juice down her thigh. She hesitated to walk out the door in front of the massive audience. Taking baby steps, Miranda inched through the tunnel towards the open gate covering her womanhood. Her knees bent inward as she glanced around the corner and a snicker resounded through the crowd. After a moment, the floor behind her slammed into her cowering backside and launched her face first into the lube coating the ground.

A camera mounted above the door wasted no time focusing on her glistening pussy and putting it on the main screen. Miranda scrambled to her feet and felt her cheeks burn as she wiped the gel off her face. The announcers turned her connection back on.

"But we might not even have to wait for that, look like she is aching to get raped in front us again! Good to see those tightening implants are working." Miranda's hands shot to covering herself but puffed out her chest in the process.

"And now she is presenting those shining tits! Her nipples could probably cut steel they're so hard!" Her eyes darted to see her lube coated breasts shining in the light and highlighting her exposed stiff peaks.

"We can get more of that later, John. Here comes Simone now."

Miranda, welcoming the distraction, mustered her resolve and forced her hands to her side. Ignoring the wolf whistles, she focused on the fight ahead of her.

'This isn't going to end like last time. I wont be humiliated again in front of these animals. But with someone like her... No I can do this.'

She was really trying to convince herself while the lights began to focus on the otherside of the arena. Miranda had heard stories about Simone Geller. She had a real knack for the development of parasites and drugs to alter human women's anatomy. That itself didn't bother Miranda as much as the other big problem she now faced. It wasn't really what Simone could do. It was what she was.

"And here is the famous Simone Geller. Three time champ of the western arena, leading scientist in the field of aphrodisiac, and lets not forget," A slightly transparent purple leg stepped confidently into view from the elevator, " Slime-girl!"

The rest of her gelatinous form came into view. Carefully shaped into a voluptious sex symbol, every step sent delectable jiggle through her form. She wore a series of straps that came together to barely cover her nipples and slit. Her head was a denser mix making it a solid violet, complete with a smirk on full lips and a predator's eyes. Miranda noticed that she also wore the same bracelets, purple in her case, floating in the gel at her wrists.

Now sure that the shackles were a part of todays fight, Miranda checked for any differences in the room. After seeing most everything was exactly the same, she noticed some large devices in the upper corners that looked similar to turrets but with solid rods coming out of them rather than barrels. Confused, Miranda decided to ignore it for now. She couldn't figure out what they did and there were other things on the priority list. Like not getting completely taken out of the fight in the first ten seconds.

"Gotta say its a bit dissapointing not to see the pilot with her piece John."

"It does put a damper on the fight. It's still going to be fucking hot, but you know... could be better. Slime-girls work great on dicks. I remember my first slime prostitute, sucked the cum straight out of my balls and worked the shaft simultaneously."

"Jesus John now I'm seeing that shit in my head. Back to the fight. Fuck man."

"Looks like Simone is taking her time with this one, has barely moved ten feet so far."

The purple women was walking liesurely towards Miranda, not a care in the world. She occasionally let out a sultry chuckle as she let her eyes roam Miranda's body. Simones gaze made her uncomfortable, but the pilot stood tall and got into a combat stance as she focused on staying ready in heels. The main screen switched from the close ups of their naughty bits to the body displays and trap meters.

"Oh looks like Poundsworth's finger fest over the week is taking its toll. Her trap meter is filling on its own and her body is begging to get fucked. If she gets in caught in the slime, she is done."

Miranda's head snapped to look at the screen. Sure enough, her crotch and ass sensors were in the red for sensitivity and that meter was already almost filling the first bar. She had planned to be defensive and wait for an opening, but at this rate she would be caught in a trap in under a minute.

"Man the first time I would have chalked it up to her just not knowing, but..."

"I know what you mean John. Looking away from her opponent twice, she really must be a masochist"

A gasp escaped her as she turned to look at the slime girl. Or rather look where she was. Thirty feet away, where Simone was when she stopped moving, there was no sign that she had ever been there. There was no noise or warning of her having moved. Largo had ambushed her last time, but that required her looking around for almost thirty seconds, not three. Miranda spun around to check the other side of the arena. Nothing.

A chuckle sounded from beneath her and she froze. Slowly looking down, Miranda saw the transcluscent lube was now eerily purple. Between her feet, a more solidified torso capped with Simone's head lay. She winked. Miranda frantically tried to lift her feet to back up, but only lifted her foot a few inches before realizing she was standing in the slime. The stuff acted like liquid latex, sticking to everything that the slime-girl wished and able to become dense at will. At the moment it was like she was standing in a pool of glue. A pool that was sentient and currently reaching for her pussy.

"Oh Poundsworth is in a bad spot now. If she can stay on her feet and get away she might have a chance. Otherwise everyone, get ready for the show to start."

Miranda put her foot back down and swatted the hand that was forming between her legs away. She reached down to get a blow in on Simone when her feet slided apart by a foot. The jarrring movement made her tits and ass bounce, getting a number of responses from the crowd playing into her receptor. The sudden flush of humilation made her pause for less than a moment, but it was enough. A warm sensation splashed against her folds, and Miranda looked between her legs to see the arm formed straight up to her slit. Her head slowly turned towards Simone.

"Please not like this again...", Miranda pleaded.

"Not like what?", came the innocent reply.

A wave of tension ran from the pool up the appendage. The latex sucked on her lower lips and sent shivers up her spine, forcing Miranda to stifle a groan. The slime then rippled in vibration and she inhaled sharply. The warm liquid filled in all the space inbetween her folds and around her clit. Simone rubbed all of it up and down to get settled. Miranda's hands rushed to her crotch as her knees wobbled, but she couldnt get under the vacuum sealed goo.

"I'll make you a deal. If you can keep from falling down, I will let you go."

"A-and if I can't?" she asked with a barely steady voice.

"Then I win."

Not waiting for a response, Simone set to work on Miranda. She sucked on her clit and licked under the folds with her slime hand leaving Miranda defenseless. She turned this way and that, but she couldn't shake the ever present pleasure assaulting her. Two fingers formed into her depths and began to probe getting a moan from Miranda as her knees buckled. She barely pulled them apart before the goo began to vibrate.

"Aaaah fuck. Take it oooouuuttt!" She closed her eyes to fight against it, but Simone was an expert in the field, and soon Miranda was overtaken by heavy shudders as her body orgasmed without any pleasure. The aching in her core returned once more despite all her efforts. "Gahh! You fucking BITCH!"

"Ah ah aah." Simone scolded as she waved her finger. Miranda had reached back to throw a punch, only to have the fingers in her curl and rub her G-spot HARD. The fist opened up as she braced her hands on either side of Simone's head.

"FUCK! Mmmmmmm God!" The pleasure made her forget her attack as knees came together again and she thrust her ass back weakly with convlusions. The fury at being denied release returned, but her hands were now firmly in the slime, only allowing Miranda to glare at the woman fingering her.

"Mmm that ass looks delicious. I am loving the view right now."

"Me too, John. Me too."

Simone snickered at Miranda whose realization froze her face. She weakly looked up at the screen to see her ass was up and her legs were spread for the crowd. Her head slowly shook as she started to trying to pull her arms free, never taking her eyes off the screen. Every time she jerked, the red stretched latex bounced with her ass. She looked over her shoulder briefly to see that most of the crowd had a hooker between their legs as they watched already.

"Let's give them a show, shall we?" said the voice beneath her.

The goo pulled in opposite directions to spread her pussy as she poured more of it to fill Miranda with four more inches. The pilot could only watch as her deepest parts were being broadcast to millions of people as she desperately struggled to be free.

"Now I watched your pathetic performance over the week and it seems you can't cum. I like to use a little repitition to be sure. Do you mind?"

Her struggles ceased as she looked Simone in the eyes in horror. The desperate struggles turned frantic for a moment before her body locked. The slime in her vibrated and undulated while several nubs worked over her weak spot pulling a near immediate almost orgasm. The rage started to come back.

"I'll kill you you fucking whoooooOAAAANN" Right as she opened her mouth, the warm stuff around her clit started swirling aroung and sucking at the same time. Without the limitations of a mouth, the sensation was constantly at max strength and curbed another orgasm just before its peak. Simone laughed beneath her.

"You cum so easily! I though it was just your penis and the nerves you weren't used to, but you are a bonafide slut! Lets see how long it is before you lose the bet. Shouldn't be too long now!" Simone put every shred of skill she had to work. Without the ability to cum, Miranda kept reaching one peak after another instead of continually climax. In the span of ten seconds there were four denied orgasms. The whole crowd watched her vagina walls convulse through the transcluscent purple slime. Simone started to push the pressure from one wall to the other, forcing Miranda to shake her ass for everyone.

"John she is just toying with her. We got an orgasm count of nearly 45 at one minute, but none of them count because they stop just before true climax. I'm starting to feel a little bad for her."

"The only thing I feel is the throat around my cock. Poundsworth is shaking her ass like a bitch in heat. Keep dominating that whore, Simone!"

In the ring, Miranda's back arched downwards, forcing her to look at the screen as the relentless assault continued for the world to watch. With the near constant spasms, she could barely move and was at the mercy of the women beneath her who subjected her to a tortuous amount of pleasure. It was then that her tormentor changed it up.

Simone heard the commentators and remembered something she had wanted to test. A tendril of goo snaked up from the spread pussy and to the ass. It didn't immediately start rubbing, but instead probed carefully on the wall next to the vagina. With a little pressure in the right spot, Miranda's tight rosebud puckered and spasmed. Inside her, the internal testes swelled as more cum was produced to without a cock to fire it. Simone pulled her slime out of the holes, snagging one last denied orgasm from them.

"I bet you want to cum like a whore for all these people now, don't you?"

Miranda gasped for breath as her body relaxed. Her hair stuck to her skin as sweat dripped off her face and nipples. Her pussy, no longer stopped by the latex seal, let her juices flow freely down her her plugsuit covered inner thighs. Her core felt numb and she couldn't feel her fingers and toes she was so horny. But no matter how close she got, that heavenly finale was pulled away. She wanted to cum and it needed to be a earth shattering orgasm to make up for all this frustration.

Looked over her shoulder again and saw many of the patrons taking pills to keep going with a prostitute working their shafts. The very thought of cumming for them made her sick.

"Not..-gasp- not a fuckin chance you...you bitch..."

"Oh well. You won the bet!"

The slime at her hands softened and Miranda flung herself upright, but just when she needed her feet planted for leverage the goo around it turned back into lube and she fell. Her ass made a slapping noise as it collided with the lube covering the ground. The slime-girl reformed in a standing position and waited for her to get up. It took her a few tries with her shaky legs, but without a full orgasm to rob her strength Miranda didn't have much trouble staying standing.

"Let's try again, but next time it will be worse for you if you get caught."

Miranda squared off to fight, wary of the floor now. Slime girl's all had a core somewhere that could be hurt, and she had a good idea where to find that core. Simone had begun to underestimate her and waited patiently for her to fall over or fuck up somehow. Instead the right hook connected clean with the side of the purple head and made the Simone fall to the ground. The slime spread as she melted slightly in the lube from the disorienting blow. Quickly recovering, the purple spread rapidly across the floor towards Miranda who leaped back. A smile crossed her face at the first punch landed in two fights. Simone reformed and the smirk was gone. Instead she just coldly looked at the pilot.

"What now, bitch? I got your ass no-"

"Magnetic Restraints."

"Huh? Whoa!!"

Beams from the machines in the corners shot towards her wrists and pulled them out to her side. Try as she might, the shackles didn't budge even a little. Simone walked up her captured victim and jerked her chin to look at her.

"You know, I didn't just design aphrodisiacs in the lab." The slime-girl reached towards her crotch to which Miranda clamped her legs together. She couldn't cover the little blue circle above her pussy though. "I also designed futanari modifications and prostate add-ons, like the one you have."

Her fingers started pushing the blue dots in a familiar sequence. Miranda's eyes widened in horror and she began to struggle harder to no avail.

"No NO please! Anything but that please! I'm sorry I hit you, okay? Just don't put that cock back!"

It was useless as the last dot was pressed and a blue light shined from the seal. It stretched over a foot out before solidifying into the meaty cock that was her curse since her last match. As it formed she felt every nerve reconnect at bring back that yawning need to cum. That merged with her pussy's numbness to make Miranda space out for a moment and stand there slack jawed. In that time, Simone signalled for them to turn her and walk her up to the glass for the crowd.

"OH and she got her in the shackles! We were beginning to think this magnetic match wouldn't use the titular trap!"

"And you have to remember, John. Poundsworth hasn't cum in a week leaving her frustrated and horny so that trap meter drain just isn't happening! She is in that for good and at the mercy of Simone now!"

" And with that dick, the torment up to now will be like a cake walk. Oh whats this? The slime girl is slipping her own shackles onto Poundsworth's feet! She's is pulling her knees up to her sides!"

Sure enough, Miranda's legs were being hoisted up by the knees until she was doing the splits with her thighs. As Simone adjusted her arms to be crossed behind her back, Miranda finally snapped out of it. Her tits were thrust out as far as they could go and her pussy and ass were just a few feet from the glass for the audience. Her cock was only inches from that glass and already leaking precum. She tried moving, but she had lost control of all her limbs. The only thing she could do was move her crotch, but stopped testing it when she saw the crowd looking at her most private areas. Her cheeks burned with humiliation and she tried to look away.

"Now to teach you what happens when you dare strike me. VATS!"

The panel underneath Miranda slid open to reveal a pool of pink liquid with a consistency of molasses. Simone seemed to float right on top of it when she stepped into it. The pink began to flow up her feet and into her hands until it was secreted by the palms.

"This is my famous Squirt Serum. It gets absorbed on contact with membranes to make all the nerves hyper active. When it is drunk, the patient becomes unable to pass out and the brains pleasure centers become nearly inexhaustable. It effects every sex organ differently too. It's really quite amazing."

Simone's hands roughly grabbed Miranda's massive tits. In the goo you could see the nipples being stretched and tweaked, The edge of the cut out hole lifted and the suit bulged as the slime spread underneath. The latex covering each bulging melon was already pressed thin and gave with the added pressure. Her breasts burst forth from their confines and were now freely manipulated by the slime girl who thoroughly rubbed the serum into her tits.

Miranda felt a warmth and tingling sensation all across her chest, then the sensation focussed on her nipples as the warmth turned to intense sensation. She could feel every motion of the goo as it continued to rub her.

"Oh you are feeling it now, I can see your cheeks flush." She pulled back her hands and the heavy breasts fell to rest. "So if I do this."

She grabbed the nipples and twisted them and pleasure surged through her like lightning. She thrust her head back and gasped. She had never had very sensitive nipples and certainly hadn't orgasmed from them, but this was on par with getting fingered. Simone pulled her breasts to the limit then let them go to bounce back into place. Miranda closed her eyes and moaned as the pleasure until it was halted again. While her eyes were closed, she felt something hold her mouth open and a sweet liquid pouring in. Her eyelids shot open and she saw Simone's arm turned tube forcefeeding her the serum.