To the Victor Goes the Spoils Pt. 02

Allen breathed hard as he leaned against a tree, his opponent was barely conscious and would be collected with the rest of the "fallen" tributes soon. He was winded but felt alive, more than the last one he felled. The games were starting to get to him.

The first night they announced eight fell to the sound of the PanAm anthem and a news scrawl, followed by the display of each tribute, their dimensions and the sound of a cannon shot. Allen replayed the last couple days in his head. The mad dash at the start led away from the eventual melee in front of the cornucopia, he didn't pay attention beyond looking for other tributes trying to fight him. He managed to grab a small supply bag and ran for the tree line as fast as his legs could carry him. He could hear the shouts and screams of the others behind him but he was only concentrating on getting away, he would figure out a plan after he was safe.

By the end of the first day many of the remaining tributes had paired up, men and women from the same districts worked as teams, others found teammates in tributes who were without a partner now, the rest were like Allen, fending for themselves. Allen had made it through day one without a fight, day two was largely the same, today he barely escaped a guy from district one, one of the feared careers. Careers were raised in special academies and became some of the fiercest fighters and fuckers in all of PanAm. They would hope to be chosen, or some would volunteer each year wanting their chance to compete and win, most of the time at least one career made it to the end and won.

He tried stretching and heard a tearing in his outfit. His arms and legs had almost doubled in size from the first day. He started tearing open his suit but remembered his mentors words. "It's a show, it's all for entertainment, if you want to win you need more sponsors, to get more sponsors you need to play the game. It's about sex appeal, use what you have and what you get." She said. He reached down and tore off the top half of his outfit, revealing his newly increased muscular torso to the hidden cameras around him. He checked himself, he had abs, what started as a bit of bulk was now a six pack, his upper half was a more defined V shape tapering at his waist. Looking himself over he gave a grunt of approval, hopefully loud enough for the microphones to pick up, before reaching to his legs and tearing more material from his suit to make a pair of shorts, his bulky thighs and newly enlarged genitals were still stuffed in what was left of the suit but he didn't want to be naked yet. Everyone ended up naked by the end.

The communicator at his wrist lit up and chirped. "Good evening, congratulations on your fight, the game masters wish to invite you to the cornucopia, you and female tribute have been selected to enjoy a night of rest and sexual satisfaction." He read the message and sighed as it faded. Someone either paid money for him to have sex with one of the girls or the game makers thought it would be entertaining, it made sense since he'd made it a few days in without losing and had beaten one of his male competitors and got away from another taking some of his size.

His communicator turned red showing he was off limits when he reached the clearing holding the cornucopia, it would automatically deactivate any batons in ten feet. Allen strode across the field still keeping his eyes open for opponents that could knock him down and drag him out of the safety zone, he'd seen it done before and didn't want to get caught.

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Vanessa's new wider hips swayed proudly as she walked into the building. She started the games as an average girl, pretty face with shapely proportions, she wasn't a knockout but she was hot enough to be very popular in district four, the fishing district. She enjoyed the way her bigger tits bounced with each step. She had estimated the second girl gave enough for her tits to be just smaller than her head and her new longer red hair fell to the small of her back. She pressed her hand to the door with the female sign and smirked as it unlocked with a click and opened. The room was small, white walls and bright lights met her eyes. A small black screen in the wall to her right lit up. "Welcome tribute, please remove your clothing and equipment, place it into the bin and proceed through the door in front of you. Your partner will be along shortly.

A bin sat on the floor beside her, assuming she had to remove her stretched and torn suit she started to pull it off. She stopped as a thought of something her coach told her. 'You need to attract sponsors, best way to do that is to stand out. It's not just about being a capable fighter, there's a reason sex is part of the training. Show them you're the hottest thing to step into the arena. Make them believe you deserve their gifts.' He said. Smiling with an idea Vanessa pressed her hand to the door, it opened slightly, not unlocked, the game makers were giving her room to show off, so she removed her communicator and dropped her baton in the bin then wandered in to the larger room with her outfit barely able to contain her curves.

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Allen pulled off the small bit of his outfit he left in tact. He looked himself over, he knew his groin was bigger but actually seeing it was a shock to him. Somehow it made this whole event real. He wasn't small before being selected, he was proud of his seven and a half inches and never had any complaints from girlfriends, now he hung longer then that soft and he was a good bit thicker, he estimated he was as long as his baton not to mention his new girth, and his balls were the size of oranges now.

Through the door Allen noticed two things. First the room as simple with white walls and a huge bed dominating the center of the room, a large plush chair sat in one corner, he knew cameras were hidden in the walls allowing every angle of the action. Second was the stunning woman standing beside the bed still in her outfit. She was the female tribute from district four, Allen recognized the red hair, before he thought she was beautiful, now though, she was stunning. Her breasts were almost the size of her head, her hips and ass weren't far behind.

"Mmm now that's a stud." She said, her voice almost a purr as she ran a hand down her front tracing the zipper of her suit. He stood still, taking her body in as she approached, with each step her hips swayed, Allen couldn't help but watch. "My tits are up here." She moaned as she got close, her hands grabbing and squeezing the huge orbs. He chuckled, as scary as the games seemed, he was enjoying this.

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Vanessa felt herself get wet when the stud came in, she knew some of it was her own arousal but to be this horny had to be the effects of the games. After she got his attention by giving her tits a good squeeze she stepped to him, pressing her body against his harder one. She moaned and grinned as she felt his body. The stud came in naked as instructed good boy, that would help her little plan to stand out. "Fuck you're so hot." She said hopefully loud enough for the microphones to hear before pulling him into a long kiss. Their kiss grew in intensity as they got more and more into it. Her studs hands came up to grab and grope at her outfit. "Rip it off." She whispered as her lips brushed his ear. She could hear his quiet chuckle. He understood her plan.

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Allen's big hands gripped her suit at her ample chest, fingers digging into the fabric as he pulled. A loud tearing and her visible naked flesh rewarded him as he pulled the shredded garment away from her body. Her tits were huge, each now open to his view, by their size they should sag but the perfectly round firm globes sat in defiance of gravity. He pulled her into another kiss, both smacking their mouths together hard as their lust rose in intensity. He pulled her against him, her body eager to almost climb is taller bulk, her tits pancaked against his hard torso. His hands groped her shapely form as he grabbed and ripped away what was left of her one piece suit. His hands grabbed her ass and squeezed, she moaned into his mouth in response.

"I wanna suck your fat cock." She purred breaking their kiss with a smack of their lips. Allen released her from his grip and she made a show of sliding, almost slithering, down his muscular body. She grinned as her hand grabbed him at his base, spitting along his hardening shaft, her hand started to stroke his veiny manhood, Allen noted how her one hand couldn't fit around him, the girl smiled as she landed on her knees.

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Vanessa moaned as his hard cock pressed against her face. Her knees landed softly on the carpeted floor. She grinned getting a full view of the enlarged appendage. "Fuck it's huge." She said for the watching audience, her new lover, and partially for herself. As her free hand slid up his leg to grab the engorged shaft alongside its twin, she had to guess her studs cock was about the same size as their batons, fourteen inches, though this rod was a good bit thicker, she couldn't fit one hand around it it was so thick.

She tested its flavor with her tongue. With little licks and wet loud kisses she praised the size of his manhood. Her hands grabbed his shaft and jerked it while she concentrated her mouth at his swollen head. She thought this was all for show but found herself enjoying the action and her exaggerated moaning incredibly. She felt her pussy juice flowing, the carpet beneath her soaking with her desire as she worshiped her partners cock. "God I can't wait to get fucked by this thing!" She declared, her voice an almost husky tone.

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Allen grunted and groaned as he experienced the enhanced pleasure of the best blowjob he'd ever had. He knew this was possible, the tributes were often sex objects, and he'd heard stories about how sex gets wilder and more intense with every tribute you drain. His hands found their way to her head and his fingers tangled in her hair. Holding her head in place he began thrusting slowly. She moaned at his taking charge and hummed around his thick shaft.

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The two lovers stayed like this for a while as they "performed" for the capital audience. Vanessa never cared for sucking cock before, it was something she did but never really enjoyed, at least until the games. Vanessa's body was on fire feeling her studs rigid hardness slip past her mouth and down her throat. Every thick vein that decorated his shaft slid along her cheeks and the walls of her throat causing her to shudder with pleasure. She could feel the growing wet spot on the floor, amazed at just how turned on she was, liking the feeling so much she was cumming right there on her knees. Consumed by the feeling, she threw her head down her lovers shaft taking inch twelve too quickly, making herself gag on its size. She pulled back immediately, thick strands of spit tying her face to his prominent prong.

"Fuck, you're too big!" She praised his member with a smile. Her eyes met his and she started jerking him off from her knees. "Put it in me stud, I need it." She said, her voice almost pleading.

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Allen pulled her to her feet and they shared another long intense kiss. They stood there making out and groping each other before he pushed her toward the bed. She fell softly with a grin at his bigger more muscular form towering above her. "Come on stud, fuck me." She moaned up at him. He pulled her by the ankles, letting his engorged member hang above her stomach, showing just how deep he would go. He didn't make her wait long before he pulled back and pressed his swollen cockhead against her glistening lips. She moaned at the feeling of his hot spongy head against her slick heated folds.

With one solid movement he dove deep into her, sinking eight inches into her molten center on the first thrust. She moaned and arched her back, pushing her round tits into the air. "Oh god!" She gasped. Allen worked himself in her a dozen times before she screamed, a powerful orgasm taking hold of her. He wasn't prepared for her womb spasming around his dick like it was. Gritting his teeth he tried to control his breathing, it was incredibly intense. He could feel her juices flowing freely, coating his manhood and splashing across his thighs and groin.

"Oh god oh fuck!" She gasped pawing at her enlarged tits, tweaking her nipples. "Don't fucking stop!" She said eyes wide with need. Allen smirked and gave the woman what she wanted, grabbing her hips with both hands he made sure of his grip at her hips and thrust in hard again and again.

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Vanessa had never felt anything like this before. She was no virgin and had seen tributes fuck in the games plenty of times before. During the training she was told about what it was like, but to feel it, to have a man this big filling her so completely blew her mind. She was overwhelmed with the pleasure. This was everything she didn't know she needed and she wanted more, so much more. She cried out as another orgasm wracked her body, her lover not stopping his powerful thrusts, forcing her to ride out the orgasm on his relentlessly pumping huge thick dick. She wasn't complaining. It probably made for great TV.

After a while the muscular tribute flipped her over and started hammering her downward into the bed, working inch 11 into her cramped insides. She begged him to fuck her harder and he obliged, his hips slamming down hard to get inch twelve past her quivering folds. He pulled her up so she was on her hands and knees, round tits hanging heavy but firm, swaying with the rhythm of his mighty thrusts. He managed to cram inches 12 and 13 as she cried out and fresh girlcum soaked their bodies, lubricating her insides.

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Allen was thrusting for all he was worth, each thrust working harder to cram the final inch of his hardness in her body. It was like he needed to get his entire enhanced cock inside her, he darkly thought he would make her take it even if she resisted. She wasn't though, through all her screaming orgasms she had been encouraging him to not stop and to fuck her harder. He could feel a roiling in his enhanced balls, the almost painful throbbing of their fullness, ready to unload inside this female tribute. "Take it all slut." He growled through the strain as his cock thrummed, every nerve alive as his own orgasm finally hit.

"Oh fuck yes! Fucking fill me you fucking hung bastard!" She cried as his balls emptied in a raging torrent of lust. Allen had never felt something so intense as his fingers dug into her hips hard enough to leave marks. He halted his thrusts but his partner started throwing her ass backwards into his groin.

"You fucking bitch." He growled as she laughed, enjoying his sensitivity as her pussy squeezed his cock. His breathing slowed as his orgasm waned, the intense high abating somewhat.

"I know you're not done stud, I can feel that huge cock still hard in my cunt. Fucking ruin me." She purred gyrating her ass, grinding his shaft against her walls. Allen responded by slapping her ass hard, making her yelp. Gathering up her long red hair and yanking it hard to pull her head upwards.

"You're in for a long night bitch." He growled thrusting his full length into her as hard as he could.

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The pair fucked early into the next morning. They used every inch of the bed, then moved to the walls and the plush chair in the corner, trying every position they knew and many they were trained to use. No surface of the room was left untouched by their lust, then they did it again. Hours later they lay in bed, naked bodies pressed together in the post sex afterglow.

"Where are you from? She asked quietly.

"Seven...you?" He replied.

"Four." She answered. They didn't know each others names, for the last few hours they called each other stud, baby, slut, and bitch, consumed by their lust and fucking like their lives depended on it because they did. Never once did they know or ask about each others names, who they were didn't matter.

A quiet click sounded from a hidden speaker somewhere in the room. "Congratulations on a wonderful performance." The speakers voice filled the room. Please enjoy the next few hours of quiet safety to rest, we expect great things of you both." The voice said before the com clicked dead.

"God that was amazing." Vanessa said.

"I know. I never knew sex could feel that intense, or go that long." He sighed in response.

"My coach said the best way to win is to be memorable during sex."

"Well you definitely were." He said. "Even if I lose I won't forget fucking you." He said with a small smile. That hit Vanessa, she was doing well and even had been chosen for a sexual performance, everything was going her way but she could still lose. She could leave here later and lose everything to another tribute. Replayed the encounter in her mind. Seeing his naked body, having him tear her suit off, sucking his huge cock, fucking him all over this room and making a mess of the bed. She hoped it was a hot enough performance to gain some fans

"What's your name?" She asked him.

"Allen." He said looking across his chest to her. "What's yours?"

"Vanessa." She said. "You were great, thanks for the sex." Allen only grunted an acknowledgment, his muscled arm wrapped around her. Before long the two strangers turned momentary lovers drifted off to sleep in each others arms.

At sunrise a chime sounded as a wake up alarm. They both rose, their bed still in bad shape from their vigorous "performance". One of the side doors opened a new room, one of the changing rooms was now a shower large enough for them both. Once they were clean they found the bed made and a small plate with two food bars sitting atop the covers. Beside the plate sat boxes and a note.

'In gratitude for your energetic performance yesterday please accept these.' They have each other a look and took one bar each, eating as the opener the boxes. Inside the boxes were new suits for the games, at least that's what they were supposed to be. Allen's was a bikini style underwear just big enough to fit his new bulge, the garment still thin and tight enough to leave nothing to the imagination. Vanessa's was three small patches of cloth, just big enough to cover her nipples and hairless mound, the strings were so thin they were barely visible at all.

"Better than going naked I guess." Allen said slipping his on.

"Might was well be." Vanessa returned. "You know being this exposed leaves a lot more room for everyone to hit us with batons and drain us." She observed sliding the bottoms on and adjusting the strings at her hips to ride high, it seemed they were designed to do that anyway.

"Mhmm." The thought hadn't been lost on Allen. "But it's all part of the games." He said trying to avert his eyes from his partner. Getting a hard on now didn't seem a good idea. Inside the boxes also sat their wrist communicators and batons. Once all geared up again they stepped up to the doorway together. Vanessa leaned against him.

"Good luck." She said turning her head to him.

"You too." He replied looking at her. They stared into each others eyes, he pulled her into one last long intense kiss before they stepped outside back into the arena and whatever fate and their opponents had in store.

:::Back to Rod and Amber in the studio:::

Rod- "Well now things are certainly heating up!"

Amber- "Yes they are Rod!"

Rod- "I have to say i thought that boy from district seven was going to do pretty well."

Amber- "Judging by his performance I'd say he's doing very well!" laughs "I only wish the game makers gave that couple two days to perform instead of one."

Rod- "Now now Amber we can't have that, it might give his opponents an unfair advantage once he's back in the arena."