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Complete Loss

Chapter 11 by Alya Alya

By the start of the fourth round, Toby was done for. The orgasm had completely drained him, and he still hadn’t recovered.

Tiffany’s giggle filled the room, and her gaze rested on the loser she was destroying.

She was having so much fun that she wanted to keep the little show going. Toby seemed like a pathetic nerd to her, but he was also kind of cute and had a cock big enough to please her a little.
So she decided to spice things up. She turned her hips and sat on Toby’s thighs, grabbed his controller, and started playing as Python.

The roles had reversed, and with Toby still knocked out by his orgasm, Tiffany had plenty of time to “learn” how to control the new character and use it to fuck Amanda, her original character.

Tiffany took great pleasure in performing all the sexiest and least violent combinations—after all, she and Amanda were one and the same, hurting her was a "no-no"—and let Python win by knockout via a rather sensual orgasm, rather than through a mix of punches and fucking.

The result was now 3–1 and Toby was finally recovering.

“Oh, sweetie, are you back with us?” Tiffany said, shifting her butt back a little and ending up grinding against her opponent’s cock again.

“Let me show you how to play your beloved character—try to defend yourself using mine.”

The fifth round began, and Toby still didn’t know what to do. Instinctively, he tried to defend himself, grabbing Amanda’s controller and attempting to use her as if she were his Python.

The result?

Tiffany completely destroyed him. This time she played normally, and Toby looked like a total noob in comparison. Tiffany could pull off combos that Toby struggled to do even after years of practice, and between her ass squeezing his cock and the humiliating things she was saying, he was hard as a rock again and close to orgasm.

“Oh my God, you’re really terrible!”

“Did you see that move? I’ll teach you how to do it if you want, loser!”

“Seriously, you can’t even escape this simple hold? You make my Amanda look like a talentless slut—just like you are!”

Now the score was 3 to 2, and Tiffany was starting to get angry. This Asian kid everyone said was so good was actually a nerdy loser—and a quick-shooter, too.

“Pfff. And here I am giving you a chance to win. Are you really that bad?” Tiffany flung the controller back at Toby, who caught it instinctively. Then she grabbed hers back.

“Here’s the deal. Now you control Python and I’ll control Amanda, but I won’t do anything to win. Meanwhile, I’ll start moving my ass up and down a little against your dick. If you can win before you cum, good for you, but if you come before you manage to win two rounds, I’ll start getting serious.”

Toby swallowed hard but let out a groan of agreement, convinced he could do it.

In fact, the sixth round went exactly as he’d imagined.

He grabbed the controller, started his combos, and Tiffany didn’t block a single one. In less than 30 seconds, Amanda was naked again—defeated and knocked out—while the game respawned the arena for the seventh and final round.

In those few seconds, Tiffany had begun to move her ass slowly, sliding Toby’s cock between her firm, round butt cheeks, letting the cum from his previous orgasm act as lubricant. She pressed hard and determinedly, and his cock responded by growing harder and harder, as if trying to find the strength to thrust or resist the pressure. It was a battle between a woman’s ass and a man’s cock. And Toby intended to win.

Toby could already feel his second orgasm coming, so he didn’t have much time. Despite the incredibly sexy, almost dreamlike situation he found herself in, he tried to focus as much as possible.

Start of Round 7.

Python lunges forward—kicks, punches, and powerful, superhuman smashes in perfect combinations.

0 damage.

Amanda had blocked and parried everything perfectly before taunting him: “What’s the matter, sweetie? Am I making your legs go weak? Can't find your focus?"

Toby could sense Tiffany’s smirk even though she had her back turned to him.

“Did you think I was some clueless kid?” said the cheerleader. “My dear, just because I don’t look like a loser nerd like you doesn’t mean I don’t know how to play. It just means I like to win using other methods.”

Her hip movements quickened; now she was literally twerking on Toby’s cock. He kept going, desperately throwing out sloppy combinations, no longer able to think of tactics to break through her guard.

Tiffany blocked and dodged every single attack.

After another minute, Toby couldn’t take it anymore.

He came so hard that he began moaning like a wounded animal, grunting as if he were a pig or moose and letting out long, liberating moans, as if a heavy weight were leaving his body.

He let go of the controller and spread his legs and arms out to the side, completely defeated.

His cock was completely crushed beneath Tiffany’s ass, destroyed and defeated, waving a white flag in the form of pathetic spurts of cum.

The woman’s ass had beaten the man’s dick.

To cap off the pathetic scene, Amanda and Tiffany pulled off the same move.

After all these parries, Amanda’s special meter was full, and she used it for her secret finishing move.

A powerful kick to the balls.

As soon as Amanda Power’s foot struck Python’s cock, his clothes exploded and his cock began to ejaculate on screen, his health bar vanishing in a single blow.

As for Tiffany, after she stood up and took a few steps back, she raised her leg, and when her foot crushed Toby’s defeated cock, he ejaculated one last time, completely losing consciousness and any hope of qualifying for the finals.

The match between the two was so spectacularly humiliating and sexy that in the days that followed, it went viral after someone at the tournament leaked the video online.

Dozens of gaming forums shared the match over and over again, and Toby was labeled a noob jobber for many months after.

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