Scanning the people walking around them, one person managed to strike Scott’s eyes. A woman walking around in a wide gothic-style dress with white ruffles stopping below her knees to give a peek at equally black stockings and high-heels. The dress didn't really hide her massive chest and rather enhanced it. Her silvery white hair was in a short bop and the makeup on her face seemed perfectly applied. He hoped that such a woman would make for a great Sluttymon and with a bit too much force threw his ball at her. With anticipation he watched his ball flying at her, hitting her in the back of her head… and falling to the ground doing nothing. “Huh?”
“Ouch!”
The girl walking beside her perked up, looking first at her companion, then at the ball on the ground and finally noticed Scott. “Hey, are you trying to steal my Sluttymon, you idiot?” she shouted as she approached.
The girl seemed to be in her late teens or early adulthood with a lean frame and a moderately sized chest for her body frame. More obvious was her being on the rich side of life, indicated by her on-brand top, vest, jeans, shoes and even handbag. Her red hair was held back in a long ponytail.
Meanwhile Scott noticed on the other woman that not only her makeup, but her whole face seemed to be drawn on and her wrists looked like… ball-joints?
“Hey, are you even listening?” The girl regained his attention. “Don't you know it's considered rude to touch someone else's Sluttymon with your balls without permission?”
“I’m not sure who is misunderstanding this line,” Alora muttered to herself.
“I’m sorry, okay. I didn't know she was yours,” Scott apologized.
“Didn't you recognize us?” Scott, Alora and their Sluttymons all shook their heads. Looking slightly offended she immediately answered. “I am Elenor Sultsworth,” –”Heh, Slutsworth,” Alora muttered to herself.– “I’m the heiress of Slutcorp, main supplier of Sluttymon-related items, as well as the future Sluttymon-champion onceI win the tournament. And this is my doll-type Sluttymon, Nana.”
“I’m pleased to make your acquaintance,” Nana, who stood unmoving beside Elenor the whole time, bowed while speaking up.
“I’m Scott and this is my girlfriend, Erika.”
“Girlfriend? You don't really consider your Sluttymon an equal, do you?” Elenor mocked them. “Pah, they are only servants whose only purpose is to fight for you. And sexual pleasure, of course.”
Someone insulting him Scott could accept, but his girlfriend was where he drew the line. “You take that back!”
“Make me,” Elenor replied with a cruel smirk. “We’re going to fight anyways.”
“Why?”
“Really? Not only is it considered rude, throwing your ball at another's Sluttymon is also a challenge to battle. For someone with so many Sluttymon you really know little.”
“Oh, those two are mine,” Alora spoke up.
“Aha, so I overestimated you. You're just a feeble beginner with only one Sluttymon,” Elenor continued mocking Scott.
“You also only have one, too,” Scott retorted while pointing at Nana.
“I just decided on training one first before capturing more,” Elenor raised her nose in indignation. “Are we going to fight now?”
“Sure!”
“Fine. As the one being challenged this way I’m allowed to set the rules. We’re going by the standard rules. The trainer, who cums first, loses.” Another smirk appeared on Elenor’s face. “But you gave me a good idea just now. Instead of the usual punishment, the loser will become the Sluttymon of the winner. Do you accept these conditions?”
Still fired up by her mocking, Scott immediately answered without thinking, “Of course!”
“What?” Alora, Noel and Erika all shouted. The latter then continued, “What's going to happen to me, if you lose?”
“We were told that if someone becomes a Sluttymon, their balls become property of their new owner. So I’d assume that also goes for the Sluttymon they're connected to,” Noel answered.
“That's right. I’d get two for the price of one,” Elenor confirmed. “At least one of you seems to know the rules.”
“Don't worry, Erika, we’re not going to lose. They will become our Sluttymon and she'll get a necessary lesson in humility. I trust in you and your abilities,” Scott reassured her.
Alora and Noel watched in concern as Elenor, Nana, Scott and Erika prepared for battle (Officer Jane didn't know them enough yet to really care). Erika clapped herself on her cheeks to psych herself up for the coming fight. She couldn't betray Scott’s trust in her. She had to protect her maste– boyfriend. A loud ding marked the beginning of the fight.
“Let's end this quickly, Erika, go straight for Elenor,” Scott shouted.
Erika complied and ran straight towards the opposing trainer, but before she could reach her, without prompting Nana threw herself into Erika’s path and wrestled her to the ground.
“Ha, that’s Nana’s special ability. She automatically protects me from direct attacks. Now, Nana, show her the wonders of your body!”
“Of course, mistress,” Nana replied before starting to make out with Erika. She masterfully inserted her hands into Erika’s lower holes, while ramming her tongue into her mouth and starting to rub their chests together. Erika found her resistance quickly melting. Nana’s cold, hard hands felt great inside her holes. It was at this point that Erika realized that no matter the outcome her and Nana were likely to spend much more time together in the future and started to care less about the battle. She fully leaned into the kiss and used one hand to cup Nana's buttcheeks and the other was inserted into the doll’s pussy. Unlike her limbs, Nana's full torso, sexual organs and mouth were soft and almost malleable.
Behind them Scott felt his dick rising at the sight of Nana and Erika making out. His main strategy was to make use of the punishment of his previous battle, which forbade him from cumming. He was unaware that these types of punishments were negated during battles to keep them fair.
On the sidelines Alora became more and more certain in her bisexuality. As the only present trainer allowed to cum without consequences, there were barely any reservations as one hand moved downwards towards her crotch. Still she was very concerned for her friends. Scott's pants already formed a big tent. But looking over to Elenor, she was surprised to see the girl blushing heavily. Maybe this battle was closer than it initially appeared.