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Albeit flooded with embarrassment and an overwhelming amount of arousal, especially do to the direct contact to her bare skin dressed in naught but a skimpy bathing suit, Tavia is able to push through nearly as much as Mistress Dajy, creating a neck-and-neck competition between the brunette adventurer and the high succubus, only moments behind the stoic ALICE. The two truly paying for their sensual **** would be the other pair linked to them by magic collar. Storm is in the lead, though not without incredible struggle. The poor lad has a raging boner like none other before, and the thought of losing that final step of control in front of everyone is what truly encourages him to fight against such an unexpected trial. Amara on the other hand, behind him, sits comfortable in the middle when it comes to that side of the course.

With how her spells affect her body, such a sensation isn't unknown to her, though with all eyes on her slender physique, it doesn't make it any less terrifying. Though as her arousal builds, there's something she was allowed to keep that is certainly going to prove to be more beneficial than a hood or scarf--her other collar.

This is apparent upon observing Taffeta. With no such thing for herself, she's on her knees. There's panic in her eyes, including those smaller, extra ones above. A dark colour fills her face closer to a deep shade of purple than red, and as her breath shortens, you can tell she's about to be pushed past the point of no return. Her hips quiver as she brings together her thighs, and she wraps her arms around her bikini top as she sinks into a sit in the dirt--orgasm coming faster, faster. There's nothing she can do. It's sooner than one might have expected as well, but either way, she cums. Screaming out in an adorable, feminine moan of delight as well as humiliation, all of her appendages curl around herself as she shivers, a brief moment before ALICE on the course adjacent escapes from the magical water. It was so close, as there were only a couple flags remaining, but now it'll take valuable time for her to recover, yet this still puts her ahead of the final contestant.

The Edge is the one suffering the most. With his hands in front of his trunks, on his knees in the dirt as well, and with his eyes squinting, and his teeth clenched, you can tell he likely has suffered the same fate as the aforementioned spider. You guess he's a little sensitive, and you wonder if more of this will be discovered when you eventually hear the entirety of his famous backstory.

Dajy is the second to pass, then Tavia. Storm is next on his side, followed by Masumi, who you're still struggling to read. Though she didn't finish as swiftly as Dajy despite her powerful demeanour, you also can't tell for certain if that's on purpose or not, or perhaps she's simply more sensitive to stimulation not being an actual succubus herself. Either way, she pants heavily as she raises her busty body up from the dripping alchemical liquid, and after her comes Amara. Taffeta is next, and then The Edge in last.

ALICE certainly has another advantage as she takes climbs up the short ladder onto a thin wooden board, as her balance comes naturally, and she begins placing one foot carefully in front of the other as she begins her challenge to cross a pit of water. It seems that if one were to fall in, there's a ladder on the starting side to come back up, though then they'd have to start over again. Still, you see a hint of struggle in her face, as she isn't just some machine, but the same type of being as the Alice you know and care about.

Most eyes are fixated on the divine body of Mistress Dajy. As not only a succubus, but a tier above, she stands tall on the board with a physique to bring drool to the lip of anyone unprepared for such a being--the shape and slenderness of her legs, how her bikini bottoms wedge tight around the perfect round curves of her ass, the bare back which holds strings that if undone would reveal to the crowd such an outstanding, large pair of tits which bounce along with each sashaying step she makes. Her wings extend out to aid in her balance, though she is no acrobat. She's athletic at least, but Tavia is a more experienced adventurer, allowing her to keep up just like before--and she's something to look at as well of course, moreso than people might have first expected, but now in a little bikini and drenched from chest to toe, she's sure to pull at least a few eyes from the succubus.

Speaking of the audience struggling where to look, Masumi is there as well, joining the Trial of Balance last but not least, Masumi's fluffy tails spiral around behind her in almost an artistic display, radiant like a ball of fire behind her curvy, shimmering figure--another rare site for many here, a kitsune, and a sexy as hell one at that.

Meanwhile, the other courses appear much more interesting at the level of intrigue, and Storm is the first to take it on. The Trial of Snakes. This decently sized rectangular area has a simple exit on the other end, though more of Elok Daven's metallic constructs peer back at him with their luminescent, cyan eyes. On each side, tall, centipede-like machines cling to posts in wait. More disruptively, three thinner metal serpents crawl around the center, which our contestants are going to have to bypass if they want to continue and reach the final destination along with their partner. He dashes, though as he focuses on those in the middle, one of the machines on the side blasts him with some sort of liquid, causing him to stumble and slip onto his back. It's not just water, however, but something much more lubricating which causes his body to shine bright under the rays of the sunlight.

Amara sees this, and while she watches both sides with caution, her fault comes in her lack of acrobatics as well as attention on the serpentine constructs blocking her way. One extends out into the air even with no legs to touch the dirt, and wraps itself under her legs and around to her back. She yells out in panic as she's grappled, especially because this effort nearly knocks her right over, and the second serpent is already coming! It coils around her other leg and sneaks up her stomach. Perhaps the attention below is a little much after such previous stimulation, because she's already blushing, or it's the fluster of being caught off guard. Unfortunately, the attack isn't over. Now that she can't move, one of the side machines blasts her with the same substance as another did with Storm--it's oil, and now she's as slippery as can be. She falls onto her butt, and the third and final construct coils around her as well, trapping her in a shiny, oily, slippery, restricting, and tantalizing trap.

Taffeta on the other hand is a skilled ninja, and much like how you'd imagine Snow to tackle such an obstacle, she takes note of the other two ahead of her, shakes off the tingling through her body from an orgasm only moments ago, and bolts forward with incredible agility. When one of the serpents tries to grab her, she moves swiftly away, and she leaps into the air to dodge over one of the streams of oil. Using the appendages from her back, she's able to keep her attackers at bay while swerving through, and while she may have lost a lot of time prior, she saves it here, and makes it through before anyone else.

The last to enter this trial is The Edge. Grasping at his groin, he limps to the entrance. He looks a little disoriented, likely because after reaching a climax of his own, stimulation continued until the ALICE finished, though he's lucky such a thing didn't take long then. His skillset isn't unlike Taffeta, however, and he takes a deep shaky breath before maneuvering through. His legs wobble, but he dodges one, yet the second grabs his leg! Oil streams by, but he ducks beneath it.

Amara struggles. As she tries to move, the one serpent digs in deep right at the most unfortunate spot it could, especially after before. Her face floods red as she shifts her hips, using her slippery, bikini-clad body to slowly slide free. Almost... there... just a little... more... But her eyes roll back as this continuous stimulation is pushing her over the edge. The collar saves the day again. Though her body is burning and begging for release, she squirms free, albeit without one subjectively very important thing--her bottoms. She looks down in shock as half her bikini is stuck between the pieces of machinery by her feet. She covers up the front, and it seems nobody actually saw, though what all eyes did observe is a cute, amazing, elven bum. Quickly, she pulls it free, and not without struggle. Then she loses some time in slipping them back up, snapping the fabric with a small splash of oil off her wet skin. Then she runs, catching up with the others.

Simultaneously, quite a contest is happening between those competing in what appeared at first like something mundane, if one were to have forgotten their magic collars. ALICE balances herself along the extensive, thin bridge, only briefly burdened by the shock of tension on her leg when The Edge is grabbed. Dajy, however, is the one caught the most off guard. She may be a mighty, intimidating figure of darkness, but as she steps her sexy body along the board, she gasps the moment Amara's **** begins. She lowers herself down and her wings twitch inward. After taking a gasping inhale, she loses her balance, and falls right into the water below with a major splash.

Masumi looks over in surprise, nearly causing her to fall as well, but she holds on. Tavia continues onward in second place with the kitsune next, while the mistress is **** to climb back up again, dripping wet from bottom to top. She rings out her long hair, pulls it back from her eyes, and somehow continues to look confident and impressive despite her mistake. Her eyes drift over to Amara, and she smiles in response to her plight--no ill feelings. She climbs up and begins again.