Daisy Vs. Vera

Daisy

I’m finally starting to understand my Goblin half. She appreciates the taste of victory, the joy of seeing your enemy despair, those sweet sweet liberal tears.

I’d turned the game on its head. That’s what I did with Washington and I’d do it here too. The gamer girls had all lost, and now it was down to the adults.

I understood this world now. The fantasy was all just a pretext. The currency here was not might but lust.

This Daisy, this disgusting little creature I was **** to inhabit, had that in spades.

I was returned to a small room after my fight. The healers cured the wounds Anna had inflicted on me, an amazing little trick. They waved their hands, praised Gabe and before you knew it my aches and pains were all gone. They should really be charging for a thing like that.

They didn’t bat an eye when I started masturbating on the table. Talk about professional. I tried not to, I swear I did, but the lust was too much. Seeing Anna so completely defeated and under my control? It was power, and what’s sexier than that?

My old modesty begged me not to do it, but I knew no one would care. No one would expect better of me. So I jilled myself to orgasm after orgasm as I awaited the next match. In my heart, I knew Anna would still be willless when we got to our beds tonight, and there would be no have to save her then.

——-

The fight did eventually come, once I was rancid with the smell of my own cunt. I disgusted everyone, even myself as I was led out. What a pitiful creature I was.

The feeling grew stronger as I got closer to the entrance. My secret sadism and joy had all vanished from me by the time I stood in front of the crowd. I was back to the queasy twitching feeling of anxiety I’d grown accustomed to.

Only the goblins cheered, but who cared what they thought? They were all worse than me, witless whores.

Except my mother of course…

No not my mother, my mother was a socialite. That thing in the stands cheering for me, was an illusion from a life I did not live.

Still…

I waved at her excitedly. The thing in me waved. Matron Fattbutt was more excited for me now, than my own mother had ever been. I guess it was nice to have someone rooting for you.

“Armor on!”

Vera was eager to go. She looked awfully unsexy in her armor. Her's looked even heavier than Anna's but it would help her just as much. I guess she won’t be licking her feet for me then. Not if that mace had anything to say.

Despite my utter confidence that I would win, I was still trembling. If this thing didn’t have me driving it, she’d be under her bed masturbating. She was a total coward. The numbers were so in my favor I almost felt bad for Vera. But I’d shown her enough pity on Earth, her Daddy wasn’t here to buy my mercy this time.

“Go easy on me.” i cringed before yelling. “Armor On!”

Once again I got the shock of being naked in front of thousands. Literally every public speaker's nightmare. If nothing else, my other self at least blunts the Shame I feel. I’m sure on the debate stage, I would have died on the spot if my voters saw me similarly dressed.

I know who I’d vote for in this fight. The husky dwarf with the mace. Despite what I knew of Vera, she looked like a warrior as she was. There was something of her baring that gave it away. She'd had training. Her other half must have known something about being a paladin, just as mine knew how to use her pungent charms. Such an interesting place. I wish I wasn't so horny all the time, because I would like to explore it, if my cunt ever gave me a chance.

Vera gulped as we faced off. “I don’t want to hurt you, but I’m going to do my best to win. I’m ready.”

That was so close to sounding like a spine. “Me too.”

Round 1

Daisy’s Initiative: 10+9= 19

Vera’s: 13+3: 16

She still had hesitation in her eyes. Of course, she was a loser. If she had the will to win she wouldn’t have ended up as a nanny goat who worked for me. She was weak, and both the goblin and the human knew what to do with weaklings.

“Jaque!” My cute little kitty cat appeared at my side. It seemed to have been pulled out of a black hole that appeared by my side. What an amazing feeling, actual magic. As he entered I felt my senses expand, like suddenly I could hear more, and see more around the stadium. I felt myself in this creature. Hard to explain, but just like your hand is an extension of your mind, so was he.

“Oui!” A dark Aura began to emanate from the cat. It was purple and greenish, like smoke coming off of a fire. This energy leapt from him over to Vera who for a brief second was consumed by the dark aura.

Spell Cast!

Dc:18

Vera’s Will Save: (18)+2 =20.

Vera saves! No effect.

“Mistress! It was a failure!” Jaque panicked and ran off stage as Vera came storming forward. She must have had a spine after all. My magic had bounced right off of her, I couldn't help but smile. She really wanted this. Her armor made the ground quake with each footfall. The goblin in me panicked and tried to pull me into a retreat, I knew that mace would do a lot more damage than Anna's love taps. I was hoping that spell would dissuade her from damaging me.

Alas, useless cat.

I wasn’t going to seduce Vera. I wasn’t so nearly as **** as I was with Anna. Time to show my green-skinned sisters that they don’t have to debase themselves to defeat every opponent. “Vera if you touch me…” I spoke loudly enough for her to hear me, but no one else. “I’ll tell them the truth about you.”

Charisma Attack!

Dc:18

Wisdom Save: (6)+2 =8

Critical Failure!

Vera takes double damage!

Vera takes 12 will

Vera is at 0 will.

——

Vera stopped instantly. A yard or so away from her target. “No, please don’t.”

I chuckled. “I thought so. Who would trust you with money if they knew the truth?”

“Please don’t say anything.” Vera took a step forward. “The girls look up to me…”

I put my hands on my hips. “I’m so grateful I could help you turn your life around. Now don’t forget who you work for. Drop the weapon.”

Vera’s mace thudded on the ground. The audience booed. The fight had ended without hit or spank! Idiots, could they not appreciate the joy of defeating an opponent with a whisper? My cunt was already gearing up for another masturbation session when I got back into my holding room.

“Good, do you need me to tell you what to do now?”

Vera sighed and raised her hand. “I quit.”

I rubbed my ever-flowing vagina. I wasn’t attracted to the short fat loser, but I was pan-sexual when it came to humiliation.

“Daisy advances to the finals!”

I beamed and shot Gabe a cool wink. I think I might just win this thing. I could hear Hail to the chief already.

Gabe

That was concerning. I don't know what Daisy said to Vera, but I didn't like Vera's reaction.

"How was that a critical failure?" I had to push down my disappointment with Vera. I didn't have time for that, I had to learn all the rules of this place if were were going to survive.

The Grand Philosopher, who was proving to be a great resource for me, raced a circle on the back of my hand. "Any roll that's 10 above a target number is considered to be a crit. Including on attacks. If an effect that does damage requires a save, it's effect usually looks like this:

Critical Succes: No Damage

Success: Half Damage

Failure: Full Damage

Critical: Double Damage"

This seduction meta was crazy. "The charisma attacks are so strong." All of a sudden my idea of who was useful on my team was getting turned around. Lana and Daisy my support classes, were suddenly some of my most potent damage dealers. "How do people deal with them?"

"Certain classes gain techniques to resist the charms of others. There are items of course. Goblins have the ability to keep fighting after they've been seduced. Elves are likewise fairly strong at resisting it, though sadly, Hilda was not a good test case for that theory. But in truth, why would you want them to resist? These women are to be your harem, I can think of no reason you'd want them to resist their lustful urges."

"Then for a philosopher, you're not that bright. If this is supposed to be a test of how my team performs in combat, we have a glaring weakness when it comes to Charisma attacks. I need to find a counter."

The philosopher slunk in her chair like a chastened child. "Apologies, Prince. My foolishness is now all too obvious for me to see."

I felt a rush of power, seeing the woman's reaction. She was so powerful and in control, and with just a word, she'd crumbled before me. "Prove to me you're sorry." I found myself saying, even as my cock twitched.

She twitched as well. Her golden eyes trailed to The Empress, who was giving her own disdainful look. That must have convinced her of something because the philosopher slipped to her knees and crawled towards me. "Please Prince, forgive me for my stupidity. Of course, the safety of your harem is your prime concern. I'm sorry for thinking you some lustful beast. Please forgive me, please." She pressed her forehead to the ground.

I was swooning. This was like some kind of fantasy, I mean it was but... you know what I mean. I smiled, though she could not see me, and feeling even more bold, I lifted my feet up and placed them on her back. "I'll think about forgiving you after your daughter's bout. While you're down there make yourself useful, and think of a solution to our problem."