Amazoness on Warworld

On a floating, giant metallic artifical planet called Warworld, yells and cheers filled the air as champions fought with each other.

The artificial planet was one giant colosseum, with an audience of various aliens expressing bloodlust satiated by watching battles to the **** between bloodthirsty combatants from various planets, both willing and unwilling.

The planet's ruler, Mongul, sat on his huge mechanical throne overseeing the arena combat like a roman emperor. He sat back grandly and pridefully as he looked upon the carnage. He had dark yellow skin and wore a silver headphone-like device, looking over the action with his piercing cruel glowing red eyes. He was clad in a purple suit that covered his wide and muscular frame, incredibly tall and chiseled like a Greek sculpture.

Today's longest-lasting champion (with a 25 success streak), was the amazonian warrior Wonder Woman. A formidable combatant, she was kidnapped off earth and stripped, **** to fight with nothing but her tiara, bracelets and lasso. The crowd of aliens leered and eyed her nude body up, the bloodlust and general lust emanating heavily off them with each movement making her voluptuous butt and boobs bounce.

She grit her teeth in anger and exhaustion. The magic clay she was made out of had ensured she would be extremely durable and last longer without tiring than any mere human. Yet, the countless battles put her to the test. With various monsters and aliens, also in the nude to reveal their huge long cocks, being thrown at her, some had gotten handsy leading to their defeat while others were only interested in going for the kill.

Her abilities were pushed to the brink, with each successful defeat getting more and more hard. Yet, the combatants kept on coming.

"Next warrior!" The deep, booming voice of Mongul commanded, leading to an uproar of cheers from the audience. Wonder woman could only brace herself, taking a deep breath and ignoring the aching all over her exposed curvy body.

She fixed her gaze forward in a confident stare, running her hands through her long messy dark hair as the metal partition parted to reveal her next opponent...