Thread: The Arena [tentacles, monsters, futa, transformation] (Hapto & Maxy)

Her voice seems to echo much further than it should, her shouts reaching out over the entire crowds. The white figure stops, staring down at Tess from afar. The figure's voice resounds over the crowd again, tone unmistakable gleeful Ti eems li ve e ild uun eer! A sound like laughter rises from the crowds. Ets raak ur, all li? The crowd erupt in riotous cheers, excited and full of anticipation. Above Tess the light turns a vibrant blue. Her spotlight now glows the richest shades of blue and violet all around her, the light feeling warm against her - very warm. Her skin is heating up, blood rushing faster throughout her body. Sweat starts to glisten on her skin, ever drop distinct, clearly felt, the smallest movements of the air against her wet skin feeling unbearably strong, the steady trails of sweat droplets feeling positively electric as they run down her body. The violet shades intensify, and the warmth grows - as do her breasts, swelling slightly, growing taught, her nipples suddenly swelling until they're very hard indeed. But nowhere is the warmth stronger than between her legs, where mounting sensations seem to burst out of her in waves, her pussy tensing madly, her legs running with her own fluids. The light returns to its normal white, but its effect remains, her body forced to be more sensitive and more aroused than it has ever been in her entire life, as she's left hanging there displayed above the cheering crowds. All the other lights turn blue. The girl next to her suddenly goes taught, her tentacled body tensing, wet skin glistening brighter, the white front of her body positively shining as it arches the curves of her chest forward and her full lips gasping in the air. She tries to move her tawny arms, but can't, her white hands shaking with the effort of trying to reach between the three tentacles of her legs, where the skin seems wettest of all. Beside her the greenish-brown male floats, looking far taller now he's standing, his long, three jointed legs extended, two animalistic hocks reaching down to white talons, leering as sharply as the blade of bone tipping the long spiny tail. The legs, chest, arms, the entire body seems to bulge now, every muscle tensing fiercely. The fanged helm of its face is lowered, shaking slightly, fighting hard to concentrate. Or to not concentrate on what's happening between his legs, where pink skin appears, a clearly male organ extending out of the green-brown skin, becoming long and hard with a very prominent erection, the tensing and vague shaking of the body showing he is clearly trying to ignore the growing sensations. All the lights turn white, leaving the twelve aliens and Tess all floating in white again, but all now made more sensitive and aroused than their bodies could otherwise handle. Only one last preparation remains. Before each contestant four glowing green shapes appear - holographic images, four pictures accompanies by four sets of symbols, their text different for every creature. The green-brown male looks up, body relaxing slightly, though his erection remains as resolute as ever. He calmly motions towards one taloned digit towards one of the symbols, right of centre. The image and text blink, and in his hand a green light flashes, leaving him holding something solid. Despite the vaguely purple gloss of the wooden sheath, or the strange blueish leather wrapping the handle, it's still recognizably a sheathed sword, long and delicately curved. Now she can move the girl beside Tess is too busy trying to cover up her chest and the spot between her legs, without actually touching either, every accidental touch making her body recoil away with a sudden gasp. She hisses at the images, before returning to pouting and breathing hard. The fourth symbol flashes, and the images all disappear. Then it's Tess' turn. Before her, the same four images wait. The first looks like a knife, the second looks like a sword. The third looks like some kind of gun, and the fourth is completely blank. Above the knife reads the English words Three quarters points. Above the sword Half points. Above the gun One quarter points. And above the blank square Double points. Despite the lack of any further instructions, the images, the other aliens, and the crowd all wait for Tess to make a decision.